Chapter 285： be my artist

Chapter 285 Be My Artist

"I like you very much."

Pei Yaochi was a little stunned, "What?"

Shen Fanxing approached her, and Pei Yaochi was shocked by the strength radiating from her!

got closer, and saw the deterrent power bursting out of her cold eyes, she couldn't help but take two steps back.

However, Shen Fanxing stopped, looking at her through the dim light, a clear voice slowly sounded——

"How about being my artist?"

"what?"

I can hear it clearly this time.

But Pei Yaochi didn't understand what she meant.

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

Pei Yaochi took it subconsciously.

"Follow me, I won't make you just a third-rate star."

Pei Yaochi's hands tightened slightly while holding the business card. Through the dim light, you could see the words on the business card.

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

Shen Fanxing twitched his lips and said indifferently, "No, I signed you."

Pei Yaochi paused in his heart, and seemed to understand something instantly, and looked at her in disbelief.

"you……"

Shen Fanxing nodded lightly, leaving a voice with no tone change: "Come to me when you're ready."

Pei Yaochi lowered his head and glanced at the business card in his hand again, it was just a momentary question, and when he looked up again, Shen Fanxing had turned and left, not far away, and he didn't know when to stop the low-key Bentley.

The car window was open, and she could only vaguely see the man sitting in the driver's half, standing tall, and then Shen Fanxing opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, completely blocking the man's figure.

After that, the window was closed, and the car slowly drove away. If it wasn't for her holding her business card in her hand, if it wasn't for her standing here alone, she thought that being thrown here by Gu Zeyan was a dream, and being thrown here by Shen Fanxing was a dream. Attempting to poach corners is also a dream. -

in the car.

Bo Jingchuan asked, "Do you want to sign an artist?"

"Um."

"When did you decide?"

"today."

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

"fine."

Bo Jingchuan suddenly laughed in a low voice, "Just be happy, if you need help, remember to speak."

"Okay, it's because of your unmoving big backer that I'm so fearless."

Shen Fanxing's deliberate infatuation only gave Bo Jingchuan a cold and indifferent look, "Don't put a tall hat on me on purpose, what have you ever thought about me being your backer?"

"Those things aren't worth your shot, they are overkill and waste."

“…”

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

Women are too independent, what should I do?

I have been thinking about this question all the time, but I have not come up with a reason. -

Hou Ladder Hall, Shen Fanxing pressed the elevator, just as the two walked in, someone shouted "please wait a moment", Shen Fanxing reached out and blocked the sensor of the elevator door.

After a while, a young woman ran out of the elevator door, dressed in a simple and elegant dress, holding a pink and jade-carved milk doll in her arms, and walked into the elevator.

"How many floors are you?" Shen Fanxing asked directly and lightly when she saw her holding the child.

"Fourteenth floor, thank you."

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

"Wan Wan, quickly say thank you to Auntie." The woman's sweet voice said to the child in her arms.

Shen Fanxing looked over, but saw that the child's pink and tender face, a pair of **** eyes were blinking at her.

(end of this chapter)