Although they couldn't hear it in the South City, all the women's hearts trembled at the same time.
"Come back, I can't guarantee his safety, but I can get his information at any time." Song Yi has nothing to say at this time. Every woman is not weak in love, not strong. In short, the man who torments everyone has become the eternal source of all women's happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness.
It's just that there's still a long way to go before dawn. I can't say I'll just call. Song Yi can only appease them to wait another two hours.
At this time, her phone rang first.
"Is that Song Yi? I'm Liu Yunting."
Surprisingly, the little girl who never called Song Yi actually called in the early hours of the morning. The instrument was a little anxious. "I'll tell you something. I can't get through to Yin Ziyu. His sister Wen Xiao doesn't know if she is possessed. She has been pestering Li Guanghao these days to borrow money from him and say that she wants to raise money to buy a song. With that song, she has the hope of becoming popular. But you know, now a song with acceptable melody, from buying songs to recording to final release, a million is just the bottom line. Her voice is average, her intonation has not been professionally trained, and her dancing is a mess. She can't succeed at all... "
Song Yi eyebrows pick pick, listen to Liu Yunting said after calmly asked a sentence: "where is she, why ask you to borrow money?"
"Our husband and wife just rejected her, not because they didn't want to help, but because they didn't see any hope at all. If it wasn't for her claiming to be Yin Ziyu's sister, I would have been pestered to call the police. "
Since Liu Yunting married into a small rich family, she spoke with a sense of supremacy. Maybe it's because I've been living a hard life for a long time, and now suddenly the material conditions have become so good, it's hard to avoid some psychological imbalance.
If it wasn't for the people on the other side of the line who had more money than their family, the girl didn't know how proud she would be.
"Thank you."
Song Yi said thanks and looked back at Qian Linfang decisively: "what happened to the brokerage company prepared some time ago?"
Qian Linfang opened his notebook, looked at it, and seriously replied: "all links have been put in place, the company registration and capital have got the certificate, and now it's time to sign artists."
"Contact Wen Xiao, sign a three-year agreement with her first, find the most professional person in the world to train her, and tell her clearly in advance. If you are not qualified, you will never be allowed to go on the road."
After that, he simply knocked on the table with his fingers and said, "look at the wind vane, contact the director and song creator. If we don't have resources, we will create our own resources. Film and television, variety show, TV series, model, singing, all-round creation. Strive to make her a first-line star in China within half a year. "
Qian Lin Fang covered his mouth in surprise: "this... Wen Xiao's own image may not be as good as that..."
"It mainly depends on publicity and image building, and there is a lot of experience in this respect." Song Yi simply looked back, "I help her for no other reason, just because of Yin Ziyu."
This sentence came out, Qian Linfang also had no opinion, nodded to arrange things.
As for Wen Xiao's infinite surprise after receiving the phone call, and later she suddenly stood out from a program, and quickly took part in several TV dramas, and also sang the theme song. In less than half a year, she became popular all over the world, and even the films she took part in won international awards.
The whole process is like a dream of Nanke. When she dreams back in the middle of the night, Wen Xiao always feels unrealistic and pinches herself. This kind of happiness comes so fast that she doesn't know how to land on her head.
It wasn't until a few years later that she won the prize and got a soft hand, and her acting skills were finally honed to the degree of being recognized by the public. Even after she was once called "artist", she accidentally knew on a certain occasion that someone had entrusted her with all this.
But when she wanted to find that brother to express her gratitude, she found that he had already disappeared in everyone's eyes, mysteriously disappeared.
When I went back home, I found that my mother yunniang and the old hooligan had already disappeared, and the whole valley was as if they had never appeared before. With endless loss, Wen Xiao finds that he has been chasing fame and fortune all his life, and is vulnerable to the lack of family affection.
It's too late to wake up, and the brokerage company has been transferred to her name by way of friendship. Since then, I've been cut off from all my relatives.
Midnight dream back, Wen Xiao may regret, but life has gone so long, no way back. Wen Xiao has never changed her stage name, and no one in the entertainment industry dares to have extra ideas for her.
Everyone knows that this special artist has a background that ordinary people can't guess. If you want to touch her, you have to pay for your life. Over the years, in the entertainment industry, because want to touch this woman and inexplicably encounter bad luck can be more than one.If you want to be red, I'll let you live forever. As for whether this road is right or not, use your own life to experience it.
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When the huge mushroom cloud shines on the whole night sky, the originally towering mountain has become a ruin, and even a huge pit with a depth of tens of meters and an area of about ten football fields has appeared in situ.
Everything is reduced to ashes in this pit, including its history, its glory and its sin.
At the same time, the super powers of the dark world and the light world knew the news almost at the same time. While causing a huge shock, it also made all forces begin to speculate suspiciously.
I don't know what this king's razor really means.
Sanchez, the Locke consortium, took a sip of red wine with a smile. He squinted out of the window and said to his housekeeper, "what is that guy thinking? Instead of digging Pandora, he went to the monster's nest to do something."
The housekeeper bent down and whispered, "master, as far as I know, the light of the razor in the tower of glory has been lit up again."
Sanchez was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face: "how dare he come back? How many people are trying to kill him. In this way, other people have every reason to kill him. I'm afraid that's not his original intention. "
The housekeeper shook his head: "the mercenaries may not think so."
"Don't worry about the minions. What I care about now is the whereabouts of king."
"I don't know at the moment, but I'll send someone into the group to search."
"I believe the whole world is looking for his whereabouts now. It's really fun. If that guy doesn't come out, he will make a big noise every time he comes out. I hope he won't kill himself. My Pandora still wants to see him. "