Hun Ye

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The dance troupe in P City basically knew that Ji Qianfan, the pillar of Xindun, had not signed a long-term contract with Xindun.

Because of this, many people laughed at Wen Ye, saying that he didn't have a long-term vision. When Ji Qianfan was asked to dance "The Moon and the Prince", he didn't directly sign Ji Qianfan.

Every time Wen Ye heard this kind of statement, he also felt distressed.

Gu Ye stood behind Ji Qianfan, how could he dare to do anything wrong.

It is indeed possible to sign a long-term contract, but if you sign a long-term contract, you will have to pay higher wages and bonuses. A dancer who can't be held up and can't perform, isn't that a loss-making business?

Of course Wen Ye regretted it now, but only regretted it.

He believed in his own judgment at the time, and the reason why things went beyond judgment was due to Ji Qianfan's own ability.

By the end of the year, the dancers felt a lot more relaxed. They didn’t have performances, and the requirements for their bodies were no longer so strict. They made appointments in twos and threes to watch movies and sing, and those who liked to play would also go to bars and nightclubs.

However, Wen Ye is very busy. After a year, accounts have to be settled, things have to be dealt with, work has to be summed up, and relationships have to be exchanged. When he opens his eyes, every day is full of things, and he is too busy.

Finally, on the day of the annual meeting, Wen Ye finally understood everything, changed into his clothes and went to the annual meeting.

The annual meeting is scheduled at the Caesar Hotel.

Everyone put on their dresses one after another and happily went to the annual meeting.

Ji Qianfan originally thought that this year's annual meeting would be the same as previous years, playing a few games, having a few lucky draws, and finally giving out bonuses, so it was over.He sat alone in a corner drinking a drink.There were bursts of cheers from the front, probably a lottery draw.

He smiled lightly, at this moment, a person suddenly walked in front of him.

"Qianfan, why are you sitting here alone?"

The name of the visitor was Zhang Kaijun, a young entrepreneur, gentle and bright.Half a year ago, he saw Ji Qianfan perform once, and after that, he met him several times on various occasions one after another, so he got to know him.Ji Qianfan later felt that Zhang Kaijun seemed to like him and was chasing him, but Ji Qianfan was not in the mood, so he kept a distant distance, hinting his attitude.

Helplessly, Zhang Kaijun never expressed his attitude, and it seemed that he never understood what he meant, and kept communicating with him as a friend. Ji Qianfan couldn't say anything directly, so he had to keep communicating like this.

"Mr. Zhang?" Ji Qianfan looked at him in surprise, "Why are you here today?"

Zhang Kaijun sat down next to Ji Qianfan and said, "I'm here for something. I didn't expect to meet your company's annual meeting, so I came in to have a look."

"What a coincidence." Ji Qianfan said.

Zhang Kaijun nodded, "It's a coincidence, but Qian Fan, why are you sitting here alone?"

"Me? I don't like excitement." Ji Qianfan said, "Sit here and be quiet."

Zhang Kaijun smiled, "You really are an artist."

"It's really not an artist." Ji Qianfan shook his hand, thinking, what excuse should he find to leave?

"I heard that you went to perform in Europe a while ago. Isn't this an artist?" Zhang Kaijun laughed, "You have gone to win glory for the country."

Ji Qianfan didn't know what to say for a while.

"By the way, do you have time tomorrow? If I have time, I'll treat you to dinner, okay?" Zhang Kaijun said, "We've known each other for so long, but I haven't invited you to dinner. I'm neglecting it."

"Mr. Zhang, you're being polite." Ji Qianfan shook his head, "I've made an appointment with someone to go to the art exhibition tomorrow."

"That's it, it's okay, then we will have dinner together next time." Zhang Kaijun didn't bother.

This made Ji Qianfan very comfortable.

Zhang Kaijun is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, and will not do anything that makes Ji Qianfan unhappy.

"I still have something to do over there, so I can't chat with you more. It's a pity." Zhang Kaijun said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I haven't read any books, so I have always liked chatting with artists like you. I really hope to be able to chat with you in the future." Let's meet and talk."

Ji Qianfan got up to see him off, "Mr. Zhang, you are so modest, I don't even know what to say."

"No need to send, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After sending Zhang Kaijun away, Ji Qianfan sat down again, his buttocks were still not stable, when suddenly another male voice rang out above his head, "Ji Qianfan, who was that man just now?"

Ji Qianfan looked up in surprise, "Gu Ye, why are you here?"