Yeweiyang sleeps in the sunny room of the agent's house. The warm sun falls on the bed from the outer window. Yeweiyang wakes up lazily from the alcohol dizziness last night. He stretches his hand and wants to stretch his waist——
"Ah ah!!"
A pig like scream filled the room.
The agent just answered Yang Baicheng's phone. As soon as he came in, he heard the impetuous sound and tried to cover his ears, "what are you shouting about? Do you want me to be complained by my neighbors?"
The agent is also a single girl. She has been living very quietly. She was so fierce that she was startled by the sound of the night, which can perfectly convert in the high and low range.
Ye Weiyang held up her injured arm yesterday and desperately sucked the air conditioner, "ah ~ ~ I almost forgot that I was hit by Yang Baicheng yesterday. I just sewed a few stitches on my hand, but it's still not good!"
Because what Yang Baicheng likes to do most is to make money by artists by any means, squeeze money from artists, and start work when sick. It is very common among artists under Xinghui.
He is a profiteer who exploits and squeezes artists, so everyone has a kind of resentment towards his boss in private.
But who let Xinghui be the largest and best star training base? A native can be packaged into a famous artist after Xinghui. The hottest Huadan or movie stars are even Xinghui's, but they are also bound by Xinghui.
Seeing that ye Weiyang was still blowing her wound, the agent came and opened her quilt, "you're still lying down. Get up quickly. President Yang asked you to go to Xinghui."
At the end of the night, a roll of quilt lay down again, "I won't go. What work do you have to report? I'm injured today and need to ask for leave..."
"Weiyang, get up!" the Sutra lifted her quilt again. "I didn't let you go. President Yang said to let you go, as if he said that Yusi Han wanted to see you!"
"......." after hearing Yushi Han's response for a second, ye Weiyang immediately climbed up regardless of hand pain, "what? Yushi... Yushi Han wants to see me?"
The agent pulled the curly hair on the head of the chicken nest she hadn't taken care of. "Look at you, you look like a woman who has been cold and fallen for a long time by the Royal secretary. You react when you hear his name, and you haven't been so positive at work."
At the end of the night, he didn't speak.
Because Yushi Han never took the initiative to find her. She made up with her some time ago and planned to get engaged. She often couldn't see anyone else, and once went to Bishui garden to find him.
From the hospital more than a week ago, her heart was broken when she heard that Yushi Han didn't really want to be engaged to her——
Back to the prototype.
Yesterday, yunshang asked herself if it was equivalent to pestering Yu Sihan unilaterally.
Or, he prefers cloud clothes now
"He......" remembering the situation that the imperial Secretary wanted to hold the cloud clothes in the hospital that day, the night Weiyang held his legs and rolled up and whispered, "what is he looking for me?"
"My aunt, I don't know that!" the agent saw that she was still lying in bed and wanted to go crazy. "But I know that if you don't hurry to Xinghui right away, I will be unlucky! There are few stars who can be summoned by President Yang personally! Even if you are the queen of singing at the end of the night, give me some fun --"
If you don't take yeweiyang there, she won't want to work as an agent.
Night Weiyang got up lazily in the roar and obscurity of his agent. After grooming, he casually stuck a roll of big waves behind his head, wore a hat and black framed glasses, and his plain face went to heaven and earth.
Xinghui media group, Daxia, chairman's office.
Yang Baicheng's office is as well-equipped as his people.
When ye Weiyang and his agent walked in, they saw Yang Baicheng with a big back and a suit and vest in his office, looking at the action of playing with a golf club on the carpet.
"Mr. Yang, here we are." the agent immediately said politely.
"Coming?"
An old-fashioned voice.
Yang Baicheng glanced back at them, put the club aside and came with a Cologne Perfume.
At the end of the night, my heart suddenly fell sick. I was old and coquettish
"Yes," the agent replied, "the next stop of Weiyang's global concert is Britain. Now her hand is hurt. She wants to rest for a few days and prepare for the next concert. What's the matter with President Yang calling us today?"
Yang Baicheng took a look at the respectful agent, then looked at the casual clothes next to him, poked his hands in his coat pocket, looked indifferent at the middle of the night, and joked, "after the night song is after the night song, what has gained a firm foothold in the singing world is different. It's also this attitude in front of me!"
The agent was startled, "no, no, no, don't worry about Yang. You haven't lost your lover. She's in a bad mood recently. It's not your word whether she can continue in the singing world."
Although listening to the agent's flattering words, ye Weiyang was very opposed, he politely replied, "President Yang is serious. Please explain if you have anything."
Yang Baicheng went back there and took a sip of the tea cup. The tea was very strong.
"No, she can't mix in the music world. I really has the final say." Yang Baicheng looked at the broker. "Well, I call the Weiyang here today, you go out, take the door, and don't come in without me."
Ye Weiyang and his agent were stunned.
It sounds like the next line of unspoken rules
"..." looking at the man who is said to have an affair with more than half of the beautiful young men Xiaoxin meat under Xinghui, he swallowed it at the end of the night. Isn't it a rumor or or a fake?
Yes, Yang Baicheng likes beautiful young men, which many people know.
So there's a little more change in his cunning. The old man's factor is in it
"Mr. Yang..." the agent looked at them.
"Get out."
The agent took a startled look at the night.
"Also, although Gu Manzhu was terminated and blocked, the agent named he Lianzhen Qiong is still very good. Go and contact her to see if she can bring other artists back." Yang Baicheng said about it.
"Oh." the agent replied, so he had to step back slowly and prayed for yeweiyang secretly, hoping that Yang didn't want to sneak her.
When the door closes.
At the end of the night, I was uncomfortable and swallowed.
"Mr. Yang, didn't you say that Yu Sihan came to me..."
Yang Baicheng went to the leather sofa group next to him, sat down, smoked and looked at her. "What are you nervous about? I don't like women and won't sneak you."
That means his homosexual love is true, and the rumor with the beautiful man is true? At the end of the night, I took a breath of air conditioning.
At the same time that ye Weiyang was gossiping, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that he had sat down safely.
"Mr. Yang, please say something."
Disarm.
Yang Baicheng took a meaningful look at her and saw what she was thinking, but he didn't say anything.
He smoked a thick cigarette and said with a smile, "it's really yushao who wants to see you. He came out to find you last night. After hearing that you were hit by my car, he wanted to buy Xinghui and send me to court."