Chapter 290

"I like you very much."

Pei yaochi was a little confused, "what?"

Shen Fanxing approaches her, and Pei yaochi is shocked by her strength!

As she got closer, she could see more clearly the deterrent power burst out of her cold eyes, and could not help retreating two steps.

However, Shen Fanxing stopped and looked at her through the dim light, and her clear voice sounded slowly -

"how about being my artist?"

"What?"

This time I heard it clearly.

But Pei yaochi didn't understand what she meant.

Shen Fanxing just gently hooked his lips, took out a business card from his bag and handed it to Pei yaochi.

Pei yaochi took it subconsciously.

"Follow me, I won't let you just be a third rate star."

Pei yaochi's hands holding the card were slightly tight. Through the dim light, he could see the words on the card.

"I don't have the money to hire you."

Shen Fanxing pulled lip, indifferent way: "no, I sign you."

Pei yaochi felt as if she knew something instantly and looked at her in disbelief.

"You..."

Shen Fanxing nodded, leaving a voice without tone change: "come to me if you want to."

Pei yaochi looks down at his business card again. It's just a matter of an instant. When he looks up again, Shen Fanxing has turned around and left. Not far away, he doesn't know when to stop the low-key Bentley.

The window was open, and she only vaguely saw the man sitting in the middle of the main driver's seat. Then Shen Fanxing opened the door and sat in the co driver's seat, completely blocking the man's figure.

After that, the window closes and the car drives away slowly. If she doesn't still have her business card in her hand, or if she doesn't stand here alone, she thinks it's a dream to be thrown here by Gu Zeyan, and it's also a dream to be poached by Shen Fanxing.

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in the car.

Bo Jingchuan asked, "do you want to sign artists?"

"Well."

"When was it decided?"

"Today."

Bo Jingchuan was silent for two seconds, "will it be too hasty?"

"Not bad."

Bo Jingchuan suddenly chuckled, "just be happy. If you need help, remember to talk."

"Well, it's because of you who are still here that I am so confident."

Shen Fanxing's deliberate flattery only brought Bo Jingchuan a cold light eyes, "don't deliberately give me a high hat, what do you think I am your backer?"

"Those things are not worthy of your hand. You are overqualified and overindulgent."

“……”

Bo Jingchuan didn't speak, but thought to himself about a serious problem that needed to be solved.

Women are too independent. What should we do?

I've been thinking about this all the way, but I haven't come up with a reason.

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in the waiting hall, Shen Fanxing presses the elevator. As soon as two people walk in, someone is shouting "please wait a minute." Shen Fanxing reaches out to block the sensor on the elevator door.

After a while, a young woman came out of the door of the elevator, dressed in a simple and generous dress, holding a baby carved with powder and jade in her arms, and walked into the elevator.

"What floor are you on?" Shen Fanxing looked at her holding the child and asked directly.

"Fourteenth floor, thank you."

"You're welcome." As she spoke, she raised her hand and pressed the floor number of the fourteenth floor.

"Late, say thank you to your aunt." The woman's sweet voice said to the baby in her arms.

Shen Fanxing looked over, but saw that on the child's pink face, a pair of big black eyes were flashing at her.