What else What can he do Ye ran opened his mouth and the brain was blank for a while. I didn't know how to answer. What does he have to do to hold Anne back as well as he can?

Ye Ran is stiff and ponders for a moment. When Yu Xiaoxiao wants to ask, he glances at it, but subconsciously looks at a slender figure.

A pure black casual clothes, a white mask is to cover up most of his face. Only half of the bridge of the nose, and a pair of deep eyes like the sea.

He walked in his own direction.

Yu Xiaoxiao is stupefied with holding the folder. He looks back at Ye ran. Seeing that he also looks at the visitors, he whispers, "Mr. Ye, he is..."

"Cough, cough."

Before hearing Ye Ran's words, a few violent coughs rang and broke into Yu Xiaoxiao's ears.

She looked back again, at this time, the visitor was already standing in front of her, no more than 30 centimeters away from her. "You are..." Yu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully.

Instantaneous A picture flashed in my head. It's him... The scene of kissing myself.

Yu Xiaoxiao suddenly widened his eyes, only to feel that his lips were still burned by fire. He... How could he be here? Yu thought, and hurriedly said, "goodbye, Mr. Ye." With that, he had to walk out of the meeting room.

Just, she did not walk half a step, then was a hand firmly hold the wrist.

"Wait."

Qi Qingfeng's voice was cold, and his eyes were dark.

He came here in a hurry. Did she just avoid seeing him?

"Well, that gentleman, what else can I do for you?" Yu Xiaoxiao looks back awkwardly. Her clear eyes look at Qi Qingfeng innocently. She bends her eyes, "you Can you let go first? "

Qi Qingfeng hears the words and looks at Yu Xiaoxiao deeply. After a long time, he is slightly relieved.

Yu Xiaofei quickly took the opportunity to take back his wrist and knead himself.

"Well, Miss Anne, this is our Qi President. " Ye ran clears her throat and breaks the awkward atmosphere. He explained, looked at Qi Qingfeng's face again, and quickly swallowed Qi's words which almost came out of his mouth.

"Qi Qingfeng."

Qi Qingfeng did not look at Ye ran, but took off the mask he was wearing, looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, and said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi. I don't seem to know you." Facing Qi Qingfeng's strong sight, Yu Xiaoxiao stepped back a little.

"It doesn't matter." Qi Qingfeng frowns and moves forward. "Now, you remember, I'm Qi Qingfeng."

I am Qi Qingfeng.

Yu Xiaozhi looks at Qi Qingfeng and blinks.

His face turned red again. The man who kisses her is the president of Tiantong entertainment?

Yu Xiaoxiao bit his lip and quietly turned to his right side, not looking over at Ye ran, who was standing on one side, "Mr. Ye I wonder if I can terminate the contract. " She didn't want to spread out the great God.

Ye ran was stunned. Qi Qingfeng, whose face suddenly became more gloomy because of her termination of the contract, coughed softly and said, "it's not impossible to terminate the contract." He looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were shining, and went on: "just, you need to pay double the penalty first."

"Double Double? " Yu Xiaoxiao soon found the key words in Ye Ran's words, but she was shocked. She held the folder tightly.

"Yes, double the copyright fee." Ye ran was afraid that the effect was not enough, so he added another sentence.

Let her pay double the copyright fee at once, I'm afraid it's not enough to sell her as a whole!

Yu Xiaoxiao bowed his head and wrapped his fingers around each other for several times. He was very distressed.

Qi Qingfeng, who has been paying attention to her every move, looks at her present appearance and chuckles at the bottom of her heart. This is her style of loving money like life, but it hasn't changed at all.

Qi Qingfeng meditates on what Yu Xiaoxiao may have said, raises his hand and touches his chin, quietly waiting for her reply.

"Miss Anne?" Asked Ye ran in a voice.

After being named, Yu Xiaoxiao instantly responded, bending his mouth and explaining, "I'm very satisfied with your company, very satisfied." She smiled, casually to Qi Qingfeng's line of sight, but also collected the smile and hurriedly stopped looking.

Ye ran sees two people, although some don't trust Qi Qingfeng, but still excuse to leave. "Miss Annie, there are still some details that need to be further discussed, so it's up to our president."

Ye ran said, nodded to Qi Qingfeng, and left the conference room quickly, regardless of Yu Xiaoxiao.

"Ah..." Yu Xiaoxiao subconsciously up half step, want to retain Ye ran, but still late.

Looking at Ye Ran's back, she took back her hand a little awkwardly, and smiled at Qi Qingfeng. "Mr. Qi, if you are busy, let's talk about it next time."

"Not busy." Qi Qingfeng's eyes sank, walked directly in front of her, walked into the conference room, and sat down safely.

He looked at Yu Xiaoxiao, who was still standing at the door of the conference room and hesitated, and hooked his mouth. "Miss Anne, what are you still doing standing?" Qi Qingfeng makes a sound.

Yu small blinked, this just light oh, slowly moved, moved into the meeting room. She stood looking at Qi Qingfeng with a calm face, a little nervous. With the previous lesson, Yu Xiaoxiao subconsciously put him on the blacklist that he should not be near.

You can't avoid it.

Qi Qingfeng sat and spread out the contract closed in front of him again. He looked at it carefully, though he was already familiar with the content of the contract.

He turned a few pages and looked up, but still saw Yu Xiaoxiao standing. Can't help saying, "don't you sit?" Although it's a rhetorical question, Yu Xiaoxiao feels that there is no difference between this and the order.

Yu Xiaoxiao sips the lip, obediently chose a distance slightly far away from Qi Qingfeng.

Qi Qingfeng notices, but he doesn't say anything. He turned over a few more pages of the contract, his hands were naturally knocked on the desk, raised his eyes and asked, "Ann Miss Ni, is there anything wrong with this contract? " Qi qingfengdun, just now he almost shouted Yu Xiaoxiao's name. He said that, then he lowered his eyebrows and covered up the mistake of the moment.

Yu Xiaoding looks at the pure black table in front of him. His fingers are gently clasped on the table, and there is no movement. What else is not suitable