Starlight is easy to warm

Chapter 280

The GT agency company founded by Xu Yichen has already become the number one hot search on Weibo. Several agencies jointly issued a public relations draft, angrily denouncing their dissatisfaction with GT's poaching. Sure enough, idols are powerful. Netizens have sided with Xu Yichen, saying that this is Fair competition, how many entertainers in the entertainment industry know how to repay their favor, because the brokerage company has made them famous, so they stick to their own contracts, loyally give up the temptation in front of them, the starting price given by them is not wrong, they can't keep artists It is your own problem.

As for Xu Yichen's side since GT was established, it was he who asked his manager Allen to handle the interviews with reporters. In fact, he just responded to these reporters in a unified way, telling them not to say much.

He Wanmo didn't sleep all night, her mind was full of contract matters, and her mind was very heavy. She just lay her eyes open and lay down all night, trying to check the time with her mobile phone, only to realize that she didn't want to be disturbed last night, The phone was turned off, she pressed the power button, and found that the inbox was full of text messages from Xu Yichen, each with the same content, where is it.

She wondered if Xu Yichen had pressed the wrong button, and sent so many of the same text message, only two words, even a punctuation mark was stingy.

She didn't sleep all night, she was very sleepy, she made a hiccup, threw her phone on the bedside, she didn't reply, she wanted to call him back when she woke up, anyway, it wasn't too late anyway, besides, it was only six One o'clock, afraid to disturb his rest.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to go to bed, the mobile phone buzzed and vibrated by the bedside. She was short of sleep and had a bad temper. He Wanmo was very angry when she was quarreled like this. Without looking at who it was, she yelled at the other end of the phone : "Who...wouldn't pick a time to call, it's only six o'clock, let's not let people sleep."

"You slept for a long time, and your phone kept shutting off, so I rushed back from Busan overnight... He Wanmo, you have a big heart."

He Wanmo sat up from the bed in a jerk. The owner of the deep magnetic voice was not Xu Yichen, but someone else. She was stunned and said, "Where are you? Why did you rush back from Busan overnight."

"Open the door." Came a voice mixed with anger.

He Wanmo ran to open the door. When Xu Yichen saw her, he put down the mobile phone that was attached to his ear, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, his black eyes were gloomy, and a faint shadow was cast on his deep facial features. He stared at her for a long time, saying a word Did not say.

He Wanmo knew that Xu Yichen must be angry. Even though she was acting coquettishly and capriciously on weekdays, if she really saw him like this, she would be afraid from the bottom of her heart. Holding the hem of her clothes, she stammered and asked, "You...why are you here?"

Xu Yichen took off his coat, and of course he didn't expect He Wanmo to take it quickly and hang it up for him. He hung the coat on the hanger himself, and said displeasedly: "I've been calling you since the afternoon, and you don't know what to do. It's shutting down... He Wanmo, don't you know to contact me?"

Xu Yichen would only call his full name when he was angry. When he was angry, He Wanmo naturally didn't dare to talk back to him, and admitted his mistake in a soft voice: "It's my fault. I forgot to turn off my phone last night. Don't be angry..."

Facing He Wanmo, who was aggrieved and blushing, Xu Yichen finally couldn't bear to be harsh, so his tone softened, and he said softly, "Since I'm back, do you have anything to ask me?"

He Wanmo nodded, then shook her head and said, "No, I know everything I need to know. I heard that you have signed many artists and interns. Congratulations."

Xu Yichen frowned slightly and said, "Is there really only these? Is there anything else you want to ask me?"

He Wanmo bit her lip, still rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, still shook her head and said, "If you want to tell me, you will naturally tell me. If you don't want to talk, I don't need to ask, who do you like to sign?" Whoever signs it has nothing to do with me."

(End of this chapter)