Domineering gold master: Goddess asks for marriage

Chapter 193 Mr. Yang

Whenever this show or work is released, the producers will try their best to get hot spots and headlines.

And some artists will take this opportunity to put themselves on the headlines to increase their exposure.

Wen Sen's intention was to ridicule Yang Huiguang's big talk.

Three thousand albums is nothing more than money, and the most important thing they need is money.

Yang Hui looked at him coldly, without flinching, "As long as she wants."

As long as Lin Wan wanted it, he would help her no matter what.

Yang Hui and Hu Qian are both big names cultivated by Xiao Lin Group. Although they are not very familiar with each other, they have heard of each other more or less.

Yang Hui's concern for Lin Wan is obviously unusual.Hu Qian pondered, frowning slightly.

Lin Wan is not stupid, the meaning of Yang Hui's words has gone beyond the definition of ordinary friends.She pursed her lips and said, "I appreciate Brother Yang's kindness, but I don't want to trouble you. This is Zhou Zewei's album and it's not mine. If it sells well, I won't give me more red envelopes, or Let him go!" After speaking, she winked playfully, smart and cute.

He cleverly rejected Yang Hui, and before everyone could speak, the car stopped.

"It's here!" Yang Hui looked through the window, opened the door and walked out.

Lin Wan followed closely behind.

What came into view was a bamboo house, surrounded by green bamboo on all sides, and the roof was also supported by bamboo, with a few strands of bamboo leaves hanging from the eaves, which is very interesting.

"This place is so beautiful!" Lin Wan's eyes lit up, and she walked forward quickly to look at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Hu Qian who just got out of the car also took a deep breath, and sighed, "Sure enough, the air in this deep mountain is fresh, and my nose doesn't work after staying in Dongcheng for a long time!"

Yang Hui was not very happy, he looked at the bamboo house worriedly, and remained silent.

He usually doesn't talk much, and no one noticed anything wrong at this time.

Vincent narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect such a place to exist."

"Isn't it beautiful and has an ancient feeling?" Lin Wan didn't think about the conflict with Wen Sen at this time.

"Well, but who will always live in this deep mountain?" There is nothing in the mountain, and this bamboo house is not sheltered from wind and rain, so it must be difficult for people to live there.

Yang Hui said in a deep voice, "This is a restaurant opened by local residents, and it doesn't open often. It just goes up the mountain to have a look when the weather is good."

"There is still business like this?" It was the first time Lin Wan, such a wayward boss, had heard of it. She stared wide-eyed and looked around.

"Just go in and see if there is any business! Yang Shidi recommended it so carefully, there must be something special about it!" Hu Qian hooked Lin Wan's shoulder, and the two walked ahead first.

Vincent put his hands in his pockets and followed slowly.

Yang Hui pursed his lips, glanced at Lin Wan who was walking in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The bamboo door was opened, and a fresh fragrance spread everywhere.

There are four tables in the room, and small bamboo chairs are placed against the wall.

On the opposite side is a silver-haired uncle who is making tea.

The first time I saw this uncle, Lin Wan felt familiar, but the second time I realized something was wrong. How could such a temperamental uncle be raised in this deep mountain?And seeing that his every move is full of charm, it is obvious that he is so proficient because he has been brewing tea for a long time.

Drinking tea was an elegant hobby, and she could see his love for it in his movements.

"Mr. Yang, we are here." Yang Hui said, with a bit of respect in his tone.

Mr. Yang put down the teapot in his hand, raised his eyes lightly, "OK."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Wan felt that Mr. Yang seemed to have taken an extra look at her.

But Mr. Yang looked calm and calm, probably because she was thinking too much.

(End of this chapter)