Probably because the news of Qian Qian's arrest spread, those people did not dare to act rashly. After two days, Ye Nanqi's surroundings were calm, only Xue Xiangyu called and said jokingly: "Qian Er is in the game Yes, what did you do?"
Ye Nanqi replied with a smile: "If I had this ability, you would have all gone in by now."
There was no movement around him for a while, Ye Nanqi remembered that he was still a contracted artist, so he took the initiative to contact Wen Chen, wondering: "No announcement recently?"
Wen Chen touched his nose: "Isn't this worrying about your health?"
Shen Du asked Wen Chen to meet yesterday.
The film and television company that Ye Nanqi works for is quite big in City A. Although there are no top traffic kings in the company, there are quite a few popular actresses. Since Ye Nanqi offended the top management, the company's attitude has been quite cold, and the contract is near.
Shen Duan rubbed his hands and prepared to make a move to get Ye Nanqi to the film and television company he was about to acquire, and Wen Chen by the way. The salary he proposed was more than twice that of the original company. Of course Wen Chen was tempted, and he was ready to work hard with Shen Du and talk to Ye Nanqi.
Before that, don't accept any messy announcements.
Ye Nanqi was naturally not stupid, guessed what Wen Chen was hiding, and joked a few words, then heard Wen Chen say: "Nanqi, your contract is about to expire, do you want to leave home?"
Ye Nanqi froze for a moment, completely forgetting about it.
Wen Chen continued implicitly: "Recently, Bosheng has been asking me about your contract, and the conditions proposed are good. The other party said that if you are willing to sign Bosheng, the agent is still me."
Although Wen Chen has an old lady's temper, but he has a generous temperament. Compared with those managers who are about to become elites, he is not very good. But after working together for several years, the two of them are very compatible and have a good relationship. If I have to say it, Wen Chen He is Ye Nanqi's friend.
If there is a company with better conditions, he can bring Wen Chen with him, of course Ye Nanqi is willing, so he just went out to meet Wen Chen, and took a look at the contract drafted by the other party.
The conditions are quite generous, but not too much. It can be seen that he is quite sincere, but he is not the only one.
After searching the company again, Ye Nanqi read it carefully, confirmed that it was a film and television company with "clean background", and nodded readily.
Wen Chen didn't expect it to be so easy, so he went out with a smile and made a phone call to report to his future boss, patted Ye Nanqi on the shoulder, his eyes seemed to say "good marriage", and he took it back implicitly.
Ye Nanqi couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, so he calculated the time, and it was half a month before his appointment was over, just after Shen's mother's birthday.
It will definitely be more difficult to leave the shelter of the Shen family.
After bidding farewell to Wen Chen, Ye Nanqi thought about what to do next, and walked to the car door, a flashlight flashed in the corner of his eye.
His mood suddenly improved a lot.
It's that puppy again!
It's the end of April, and the city A is getting hotter. The little paparazzi is the complete opposite of shivering in two thin clothes in winter. Instead, he is sweating profusely in a thick sweater.
Ye Nanqi followed him to buy ice cream. He was tall and had long legs. Even wearing a sack, he was more attractive than ordinary people. As soon as he entered the milk tea shop, he attracted a lot of attention. Compared with him, the little paparazzi was obviously more afraid of Ye Nanqi's identity being exposed, and he was so nervous that he froze all over, scanning around vigilantly, and was ready to drag Ye Nanqi to run for his life if Ye Nanqi was recognized.
Ye Nanqi glanced at the little paparazzi who looked at death like home: "What flavor do you like?"
The little paparazzi replied subconsciously: "Strawberry."
Tastes like a little girl...
Ye Nanqi thought about it, bought him a strawberry ice cream, noticed a paparazzi outside the window, thought for a while, but still didn't remind the very unprofessional paparazzi in front of him.
The little paparazzi licked the ice cream and whispered, "Thank you."
It was the first time Ye Nanqi found out the type who was sold and returned the money, so he patted his head pitifully.
The little paparazzi looks delicate and tender, like a high school student. There are a few little girls buying milk tea next to him. Seeing how cute he is eating, he smiled and said: "So cute, handsome guy, is this your brother?"
Ye Nanqi smiled and said, "It's more like my son."
The paparazzi glared at him.
The little girls were turned into cuteness: "It's really cute!"
"Little brother, why are you still wearing a mask on such a hot day?"
Ye Nanqi has always been patient when facing girls, lowered his voice, and explained kindly: "I have acne on my face, I'm afraid I'll scare people."
"It's a lie." A little girl behind muttered, "The temperament is like a star... It looks familiar."
The little paparazzi's ears were sharp. Hearing this, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe. He hurriedly dragged Ye Nanqi out of the milk tea shop, pushed him into the car, and said while eating ice cream, "Do you still have the self-consciousness of being a star?" Already!"
Ye Nanqi listened attentively.
"Wandering carelessly in the street, what if you get caught by paparazzi?"
Ye Nanqi was taught such a thing by a paparazzi for the first time in his life. He felt that this kind of experience was probably unique, and his sitting posture became more correct.
The little paparazzi criticized him, finished eating the cone, and licked the corner of his lips: "For the sake of treating me to ice cream, I owe you a favor."
Ye Nanqi said sincerely: "This is the first time I see a favor for less than ten yuan..."
The little paparazzi was furious: "Ten yuan is not money? No, a favor of ten yuan is not a favor? Hurry up and go home, what are you doing?"
"..." Ye Nanqi suppressed a smile, and nodded solemnly without reminding the paparazzi of his identity.
Every time he catches this weak little paparazzi, Ye Nanqi's mood will improve a lot. When he returns home, he still hums a little tune. When he sees Shen Du at home, he rarely shows a fake smile.
Shen Du's complexion was not very good, he waved at him, Ye Nanqi moved over strangely, Shen Du put the phone in front of him.
It was a freshly released gossip, the protagonist of the gossip was Ye Nanqi, the place was at the milk tea shop less than an hour ago, and the other protagonist of the gossip was a young paparazzi.
Ye Nanqi was on the headlines with the paparazzi for the first time, and he laughed out loud before reading the content, thinking to himself which paparazzi could move so fast, and when he looked down, his smile grew even wider.
Coincidentally, it is the paparazzi's father's house.
Shen Du was very angry at the newly released scandal, and his heart was full of sour jealousy. Seeing Ye Nanqi still laughing heartlessly, he really wanted to teach him a lesson regardless.
"Why did you get mixed up with Qifeng's young master?" Shen Du couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to pinch Ye Nanqi's face, tearing his smile away.
Not much force, just a little ambiguous movement, Ye Nanqi slapped his hand away unceremoniously: "Don't make any moves. Who do I get mixed up with?"
Shen Du glanced at the action of Ye Nanqi handing ice cream to the paparazzi in the photo, and was a little depressed: "You haven't even bought it for me."
Ye Nanqi didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Shen Du shut up and didn't speak, looked at Ye Nanqi quietly for a while, raised his hand and knocked him on the head, warning himself not to rush.
Boil the frog in warm water, take your time, and sooner or later you will swallow the frog with its belt and bones removed.
The gossip was withdrawn within half an hour after it came out.
Ye Nanqi guessed the way the little paparazzi was jumping. It's a pity that he didn't ask for the paparazzi's phone number, otherwise he would give his condolences and tease the child, and he would feel better.
There is no need to cover up bad tastes. Ye Nanqi is full of bad taste and wilting. Apart from playing tricks on Shen Du, he can also tease that little paparazzi.
Shen Du could only offer sacrifices to this ancestor quietly.
After a few days of safety, Xue Xiangyu called again and told him that Xue's family had a banquet next month.
"The old man has been dead for his wife for many years, and his foot has already stepped into the coffin. I don't know where I heard a heresy. It's better to continue my life, and harm the innocent girl." Xue Xiangyu's voice was smiling, but his words were not very nice, " It is said that family ugliness should not be publicized, and he insisted on entertaining the whole world. That girl is only as old as me, so she can really do it."
Ye Nanqi was speechless for a moment, not wanting to comment on such things, he shook his head and said, "Can you get me an invitation?"
"Yes, but you'd better have a companion. I won't be able to take care of you at that time, and I'm afraid you will be taken away by someone." Xue Xiangyu lowered his voice and said vaguely, "I think the one from the Shen family is not bad. .”
Ye Nanqi didn't say anything, hung up the phone, after much deliberation, there were not many people he could trust, he ignored Shen Du, and when all his eyes turned to Zhao Sheng, Shen Du knocked on the door and came in.
Ye Nanqi raised his eyelids: "If you didn't intend to ask for my opinion, then don't knock on the door."
Shen Du said reservedly: "Basic etiquette."
As he spoke, he sat next to Ye Nanqi, thought for a while, and said, "You have been in contact with Xue Xiangyu, right?"
Ye Nanqi raised his eyebrows: "Are you listening to my phone?"
"Zhang Ming saw that you have met before." Shen Du avoided the seriousness and patted his head, which was smooth, "The Xue family is old, but all old big families will be chaotic-do you know Xue Xiangyu's identity?"
Of course Ye Nanqi knew that Xue Xiangyu was an illegitimate child who was taken back by Xue's family to raise him upright.
However, what Shen Du said surprised him: "Xue Xiangyu is the son of Mr. Xue and his eldest daughter-in-law."
Ye Nanqi: "..."
"Mr. Xue's eldest son has always been weak and sick, but he has lingered for many years. If there is no accident, everyone else probably died. He has not died of illness. Unfortunately, he died suddenly in the year Xue Xiangyu was born. I guess it may be because he discovered that his wife had an affair with his father, and the child is him. Daddy, I'm so angry." Shen Du handed Ye Nanqi a glass of water to calm his shock, "There should be many people in Xue's family who know Xue Xiangyu's identity. His identity is embarrassing and complicated. He simply said that he was an illegitimate child and brought him back. Raised."
Ye Nanqi took a sip of water and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fortunately, Shen Du didn't mean to give him an opinion on this matter. He nodded Ye Nanqi's forehead: "Xue Xiangyu was often discriminated against and bullied when he was a child. Knowing his identity, you can find out by observing that he has great respect for Xue's family." There is a strong sense of revenge and hostility. Regarding your sister, it is not so much that he is helping you, it is better to say that he wants to use you to take revenge on the Xue family."
Ye Nanqi smiled and said: "I use him, he uses me, mutual benefit, nothing wrong."
"That's right." Shen Du paused, and looked deeply at Ye Nanqi, "Then why don't you think about it and use me?"