The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

Looking at the news, the manager felt a little strange, and frowned, "How did Yangxi know that you would go to the International Dance Association event?"

This gray invitation letter from the International Dance Association held by Yang Fangling this time was bought by Yang Fangling at a high price from others with all her efforts.

The gray invitation letter is not actually an invitation letter in the true sense, but a subsidiary invitation letter of the yellow, blue, and orange invitation letters.

Equivalent to the attendants of yellow, blue, and orange invitations.

Those who hold the gray invitation letter can enter the grand meeting of the International Dance Association, but they can only stay at the periphery and cannot enter the core area.

But even so, it was enough for Yang Fangling.

The reason why Yang Fangling bought the gray invitation letter was to create a great gimmick on the day of the grand event, so as to gild herself with a layer of gold.

But the strange thing is, how did Yang Xi know that Yang Fangling would go to the International Dance Association.

They obviously didn't even release the news of the publicity campaign.

"Although there are many dancers in the domestic dance circle, Yang Xi is the only god."

Yang Fangling raised her eyes, smiled nonchalantly, and said calmly:

"Almost the entire dance circle has to bow to Yang Xi. If she wants to know some news about the dance circle, it couldn't be easier."

Listening to Yang Fangling's explanation, the manager nodded without any doubt, "That's right."

"Don't worry, as long as you have a relationship with Yangxi, you will have as many dance-related announcements as you want in the future."

Yang Fangling closed her eyes, as if she could already imagine that the smell of money coming towards her almost completely drowned her.

The corners of her lips curled into a snobby smile.

Agent: "I hope so."

They spent a huge sum of [-] million yuan.

Not only did he emptied all his savings, but he also borrowed part of the bank loan.

If the meeting with Yang Xi does not go well this time, then there will be nothing to look forward to in the days to come.

Yang Fangling said again: "By the way, you send me the contact information of God Yangxi, and I will contact her when I arrive."

She can't wait to meet Yang Xi!

***

After Jiang Nan dealt with the list of tiger thorns, he picked up the message and sent Wen Sen a message.

Jiang Nan: [I will go to this year's International Dance Association event. 】

When Wen Sen received the news, he was stunned for a few seconds, rubbed his eyes indiscriminately, and typed in a daze.

Wen Sen: [Really, Yangxi, I read that right, do you really want to come over? 】

The girl raised her brows and eyes, and her smile was a bit sinister.

Jiang Nan: [What?not welcome? 】

Vincent expressed his joy in a hurry: [How is it possible!I will definitely welcome with both feet raised! 】

Jiang Nan: […]

Wen Sen was overjoyed, he just felt a huge pie was thrown into his mouth, and he was a little erratic: [I knew my kind invitation was useful, I'm so excited, it's just me! 】

Jiang Nan raised an eyebrow on one side, to be honest, 【It has nothing to do with you. 】

Vincent: [? ? ?You tear down my stage? 】

Jiang Nan: [It's just that my boss wants to show me the world. 】

Wen Sen sent another series of question marks, quite puzzled: 【You need to come to the International Dance Association to meet the world? 】

Are you sure you're not seeing a group of turtle sons?

Vincent paused for two seconds, and then sent another sentence: [Then I will send someone to pick you up at that time. 】

Jiang Nan: [No need.It's the first time for Ji Shijia and Gu Fu to go, please treat me well, and I will follow my boss. 】

Knowing Jiang Nan's uncompromising temperament, Wen Sen stopped chattering.

Anyway, Yangxi will come over, which has already made him crazy.

Simply and neatly sent an [ok] emoticon package.

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After exiting the chat box with Wen Sen, Jiang Nan sent another message to Ji Shijia.

Jiang Nan: [Mr. Ji, on the day of the International Dance Association event, Wen Sen will send someone to pick you up. You can contact this number when the time comes. 】

Ji Shijia swallowed her saliva, her typing hands were shaking: [Wen Sen? ? ?Is it Vincent, the president of the International Dance Association? 】

Jiang Nan: [It's him. 】

Ji Shijia's mind was full of question marks: [I wanted to ask last time, aren't you a musical genius?How did you know Wen Sen, the president of the International Dance Association? 】

Jiang Nan's pupils were black and bright, his eyes were clear, and he said casually: [I also got into the dance circle. 】

I met Vincent by accident.

Ji Shijia: [? ? ? 】

Jiang Nan: [By the way, I will let Gu Fu be with you when the time comes. 】

Ji Shijia: [Gu Fu? 】

Jiang Nan: [Gu Fu is my apprentice. 】

Ji Shijia felt caught off guard by the thunder that hit her head.

She also knows Gu Fu, the choreographer of the w choreography company, who is young but very talented in choreography, is Jiang Nan's apprentice?

It's a fantasy world.

Or is her worldview shattered? !

***

w choreographer.

It was the dinner to celebrate the succession ceremony of the new head.

Xi Die seldom drinks alcohol, and at this moment her face is also a little red from the alcohol, reflecting a little more shrewdness that cannot be concealed.

She stood up and offered Song He a glass of wine, "I will hand over the w choreography company to you in the future. I believe you will be able to take the w choreography company to a higher and farther place."

Song He and Xi Die clinked wine glasses.

The sound of the wine glasses hitting is crisp and pleasant.

Song He didn't stand up, but accepted Xi Die's gift calmly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, his face full of high spirits, "Thank you, Chief Xi, I will definitely."

Xi Die looked at Song He Dezhi's appearance, her jaw moved slightly, and she frowned in displeasure.

After all, he didn't say anything, and sat down with the corners of his mouth twitched.

Song He's master is the second choreographer Suo Wu, who has a high status in the dance circle.

These days, Song He has indeed brought a lot of resources to the w choreography troupe.

No matter how dissatisfied she was with Song He's attitude, she could only endure it.

Xi Die suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, and turned her head to look at the silent Gu Fu.

Speaking of which, it would be great if Gu Fu's master wasn't Jiang Nan.

Gu Fu's temperament is calm and calm, in fact, he is more suitable to be the team leader.

Pity.

Just at this time.

The screen of Gu Fu's cell phone placed on the table suddenly lit up, followed by a pleasant ringtone.

Gu Fu lowered his eyes, glanced at the caller ID, his fingers trembled, his eyes widened, and he moved away suddenly.

The tone of voice was full of joy, and he couldn't wait to say hello to Xi Die, "Xi Tuan, my master's phone number, excuse me first."

Gu Fu quickly took the mobile phone and went out to answer the call.

"Hey, Master."

Jiang Nan nestled on the chair, and his lazy voice came out, "Well, it's me, how are you doing?"

Gu Fu remained silent and did not speak.

Ever since Song and Suo Wu became teachers, he has been completely isolated in the w choreography troupe.

Subsequent dance resources were also exploited to the depletion.

It is estimated that when Song He really succeeds as the head of the w choreography company, he will also leave the w choreography company.

"It's okay." Gu Fu was not good at speaking, and his voice stuttered.

Jiang Nan understood immediately.

Jiang Nan, who has always been calm and calm, was a bit cold at the moment, "If the w choreographer doesn't like it, then he will leave. My apprentice Yangxi can't be wronged."

The girl's dark eyes were filled with coldness, and her jaw moved, "You buried your talent by following those people."

From a domestic point of view, the w choreographer's comprehensive strength is indeed not bad.

However, for profit-oriented choreographers, the dances they choreograph are always a bit more worldly.

It is incompatible with the style of Gu Fu, who simply likes choreography.

Gu Fu swallowed his saliva.

Although he didn't see Jiang Nan's appearance, he could imagine Jiang Nan's willful and ostentatious appearance just by listening to his tone.

Jiang Nan put his hand on the table and knocked twice, rolled his eyelids, "Go directly to the International Dance Association."