The former Yi Lang did not have to worry about Chen Wenhua at all.
His self-control is extremely strong, and he is so clean that it makes people suspect that it is Liuxia Hui.
Although according to the intelligence source, this has something to do with Yi Lang's past, but Chen Wenhua just wanted to investigate and chose to trust Yi Lang.
It's not because of unprincipled trust, but because of Yi Lang's impeccable performance, even if he has faith, he won't be able to start. Moreover, the reason why the past is called the past is that it has nothing to do with the present.
In this case, Chen Wenhua should not feel sorry for his cash cow.
But now it's different.
Although I don't know why Yi Lang's attitude was different in just a few days, Chen Wenhua had to show his majesty as an agent at this time.
"Yi Lang, what did you tell me earlier? You said she—"
"There's nothing wrong with fans." Yi Lang finally turned his eyes and met Chen Wenhua's disbelief. "Right?"
This is for Xue Xue.
Xue Xue nodded obediently.
"If I wasn't a fan of Yi Lang, I wouldn't have to do this kind of shit." She said helplessly, "Because I was afraid that he would be designed by others, I put my personal safety in the back of my mind, just for fear of the future. Someone threatened him with this."
Inside and out, it's all for Yi Lang's good intentions.
In other words, if it weren't for her "sacrifice", what kind of public opinion Yi Lang, who was exposed to play all night with two hotel girls, would have known with his toes.
Although Xue Xue didn't say it clearly, in Chen Wenhua's ears, she was accusing herself of not fulfilling her responsibilities.
It is true that Yi Lang was rarely in a bad state that day, and afterward the drinking party was even more refusal. Even if he drank one cup after another, he would still be half-drunk. It stands to reason that he should forcibly take people away from the scene where dragons and snakes were mixed. Instead of following Yi Lang's intention, give him a direct room in the hotel upstairs.
Thinking of this, Chen Wenhua's face gradually turned red.
Xue Xue probably guessed what he was thinking, but didn't smile.
The conversation has now reached an impasse.
Xue Xue already understood that Yi Lang was the only one who could make the decision.
So she looked at Yi Lang again, her black pupils were like a mirror with water under the light, clearly reflecting Yi Lang's appearance.
Yi Lang was stunned.
Although only for a moment.
Xue Xue caught it, but before she could say anything, Yi Lang had already pushed the contract in front of her.
"Let's see if there are any problems. If there are no problems, sign it." After speaking, the man stood up. Against the iron gray suit, his 1.85-meter figure was as handsome and tall as a statue placed in an art gallery. "Brother Wenhua, it's almost time, right?"
After Chen Wenhua received Yi Lang's question, he paused for a few seconds before recovering.
"Ah! Yes!" After glancing at his watch, he glared at Xue Xue again.
Xue Xue shrugged innocently.
Chen Wenhua was obviously in a hurry and didn't argue with her any more.
"Wheat has already made preparations at the scene. We are going now. It should be too late to get to the venue from here."
"Let's go then." Yi Lang smiled, the chisel-like facial features softened and became a little more friendly. "If there is no problem, after signing the contract, send it to... "
"I'll handle it!"
Yi Lang glanced at Chen Wenhua.
"Really, Ancestor, I asked someone to draw up this contract, and I don't need to be a hindrance at the end." With his hands up, Chen Wenhua made a surrender: "Don't worry, it's a trivial matter, I'll definitely do it for you."
After all, he is still a broker in name, and he has already said that, Yi Lang will not refuse to give him face.
"Then I will trouble Brother Wenhua."
The man changed his lip with kindness, and the man had already stepped out of the door, without giving Xue Xue another look from beginning to end.
It is not an exaggeration to use the word indifference to describe it.
Xue Xue stroked her chin thoughtfully.
In Chen Wenhua's eyes, her expression meant something else entirely.
After Yi Lang's figure disappeared, the man with an ugly face suddenly took a step forward towards Xue Xue.
Xue Xue looked at him.
Chen Wenhua lost a business card and came over, thanks to Xue Xue's quick response, otherwise it would hit the face directly and the skin might be scratched by the sharp corners.
"Call me when the contract is signed, and I'll send someone over to get it." Chen Wenhua said, "I also advise you to weigh how much you have. You may get shit luck occasionally, but you can't have it all your life. Shit luck."
Hearing this, Xue Xue's eyelashes trembled twice.
"Did you hear me?"
"Well, I heard." Stuffing the business card into his pocket, Xue Xue turned his head and asked curiously, "I don't mean to offend, but... Did you mean that Yi Lang is shit?"
Xue Xue signed the contract.
If a contract is really brought to court, it is difficult to say whether it can be evidenced or not.
After all, there are some great principles that cannot be violated.
But that's what Chen Wenhua should worry about. For Xue Xue, at least she achieved her goal.
But there are still too few clues. Although there is a channel to contact Yi Lang, she is still on the passive side. If Yi Lang didn't come to find her, there is no other way but to wait.
Xue Xue scanned the news on the community and thought angrily.