her rose

"I'm very honored, but why?" Jiang Hanguang hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Although she didn't belittle herself enough to agree with Fan Jie's words, she also knew that she had wasted a lot of time and was far behind in this rapidly changing circle. It would not be easy to catch up, not to mention that she was not the one who had nothing to do in the past. Jiang Han is gone, her parents, Feng Nan, have too many external forces oppressing her, and it is even more likely that she will never be able to surpass her achievements at the age of 20, wasting her life.

When Jiang Hanguang fled from Feng's house, he had already thought clearly about the consequences of all this.

She has self-knowledge, so she wonders.

With Cheng Ying's resources, it shouldn't be difficult to find a young and potential artist to raise.

What's more, Xu Ning should not be able to be independent now?

Cheng Ying lowered his eyes.

why?

She would like to ask Jiang Hanguang why people like you always like to stand on your own, even though you are covered in bruises, but you still pretend to be nonchalant in front of others.

Neither cry nor cry for help.

If you can keep pretending until the end, it will be a happy ending for everyone.

But why did she die so tragically that she didn't even have time to say I'm sorry.

Jiang Hanguang couldn't answer this question.

Those who could answer it were wiped out in the explosion fifteen years ago.

So Cheng Ying could only show that kind of heartless smile for dandies again, put his hand on the door frame, and made an extremely irregular wall-dong to Jiang Hanguang, "Because you are very beautiful, I have never seen beautiful women suffer."

"Hey, it's disgusting." Cheng Mantou shook his non-existent goosebumps.

And Miss Jiang Hanguang, who was almost molested, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly.

It's okay if she doesn't smile, but when she smiles, she wants to kill people. Those provocative eyes are bent, and the corners of her mouth are slightly curved. Township.

Cheng Ying's heartbeat accelerated almost instinctively, but her rationality was a little flustered, so much so that the hand holding the door frame was shaking a little.

"Any questions?"

Jiang Hanguang smiled very shallowly, and quickly closed it, and soon looked at her seriously, "Thank you Mr. Cheng for your compliment, but it's better to be cautious about signing someone, I... It's not a good choice. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Cheng Ying to react, she bent slightly to signal, then turned and left.

Jiang Hanguang didn't think that Cheng Ying had any unruly plans for him. In fact, from the first time he saw Cheng Ying, Jiang Hanguang felt that Cheng Ying was not like the person in the news.

Because of her experience, she is very sensitive to that kind of malicious stare, and that kind of maliciousness naturally also includes alpha's natural enslavement mentality towards Omega.

But from Cheng Ying, she never felt that way.

Cheng Ying's frivolity is like a layer of logical skin, but it's a pity that Miss Jiang Hanguang has her own X-ray.

Even when Cheng Ying uttered that classic strike-up line just now, Jiang Hanguang felt like she was deliberately...pretending to be a child who was skilled at doing bad things.

I really can't get angry, I still want to laugh.

It was also because of this that she didn't want to involve Cheng Ying. She had heard that Cheng Ying's artists were always dedicated, and it didn't take long for unknown artists to make their mark in her hands.

But Feng Nan won't watch her live well. I'm afraid Cheng Ying, the vice president of Cheng's branch, will have to fight against the current president of Feng's Foods for her.

It's impossible to win. At that time, Cheng Ying, who has spent so much effort on himself, should be sad.

Jiang Han's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he quickened his pace.

And Cheng Ying, who was left behind by her, hadn't recovered from the huge blow.

I was rejected?

Did you get rejected?

Cheng Mantou's ridicule came late, "I told you to be so unreliable every day, people thought you were joking."

Cheng Ying hammered the door frame in disbelief, with an expression of disbelief.

"Who is joking with her? Does she take me as a joke?"

"Then what should we do?" Cheng Mantou sincerely wanted Cheng Ying to sign Jiang Hanguang, so he couldn't help being a little anxious.

Cheng Ying supported her forehead, and leaned against the door frame helplessly, "If the mountains don't change, the water will turn around. Miss Jiang doesn't want to sign me, so I can only use my brain elsewhere."

Mantou understood, "You mean, Fan Jie?"

Cheng's Media uses a contracting system for the relationship between agents and artists. The artist's contract is signed by the company, and then the professional team evaluates the artist's value and assigns it to an agent of the same level.

Unless the artist suddenly becomes popular, the company will not randomly transfer artists for the convenience of management.

And if the agent leaves or can no longer bring in artists for some reason, the artists in her hands will return to the valuation side and be allocated again.

Cheng Ying didn't understand why Jiang Hanguang refused, but she knew that Jiang Hanguang would never end well in Fan Jie's hands.

And since she has decided to take care of it, she can't tolerate anyone refusing.

Cheng Ying returned to her foolish look, staggered out while playing with her mobile phone, "Didn't she ask Miss Jiang to give her an answer tomorrow, then get rid of her before tomorrow."

"Guess, with such a thing, will your hands be clean?"

"Tsk tsk, it's not only unclean, it's really dirty. My eyes are ahhh." Half an hour later, in Cheng Ying's study room, there were two large computers with a screen that was as large as a normal computer. It shows the criminal evidence that Fan Jie hid in her private documents.

Colluding with manufacturers to sell defective products to buyers is a basic operation, why hire someone to harass competitors' homes, use celebrities' popularity to launder those unknown funds, and there are even several photos of her stars with certain The indecent photos of wealthy businessmen, what they are used for or what they have done is self-evident.

What kind of broker is this? He's just a profit-seeking extrajudicial fanatic.

Cheng Mantou was filled with righteous indignation, wishing he could hand over these things to the police now, but then he remembered that he had stolen them from someone else's security folder that had been re-locked, so it couldn't be regarded as evidence.

"Shadow, we can't directly call the police to arrest her, what should we do?"

Cheng Ying looked at the things on the screen with disgust, Fan Jie's style was really low, "Then find a way to make the police notice her."

"what?"

Alpha's slender fingers tapped on the keyboard, the light from the screen was reflected on the isolation glasses, and the eyes behind the lenses were like a high-speed precision instrument, "She has done so many disgusting deeds, the reason why no one has been caught yet Poke it out, why do you think it is?"

"Uh, because she's bad enough?" Although Cheng Mantou knew 5000 years ago, it was superficial on paper, so he gave the most intuitive answer.

"No, that's just the most insignificant aspect. There's nothing so great about being bad. Everyone can be bad." Cheng Ying shook her head, with a mocking smile on her face, "It's because of interests. Actively or passively, she became a grasshopper on the same vine with Fan Jie, just like those artists who sell fake goods, if they report her, they will be ruined, and the common interests can form an indestructible fortress."

"Ah, that's right! Then you plan to..."

Cheng Mantou saw that Cheng Ying packed the evidence into a message and casually sent it to several of Fan Jie's artists.

"No, if you send them directly, we will be exposed!" Cheng Mantou wondered.

Cheng Ying rolled her eyes, "What are you exposing, they can still find me."

Cheng Mantou: "..."

On the contrary, unless Cheng Ying threw herself into the net with kindness, tracking her on the Internet would be like looking for Poseidon in the ocean, it would be impossible.

"The only way to deal with this kind of fortress is to tell the people inside," Cheng Ying leaned back slightly, raising his hands in the shape of a trumpet, like a real negotiator, "You are surrounded, hand in your guns first Those who don’t kill, dear.”

Cheng Mantou: "It's shameful to be cute."

Cheng Ying took the time to open the largest real-time update social platform "Flying Pigeon", and used the trumpet to follow a person who just sent a message, playing games and waiting.

As long as there is a greater conflict of interest, a group gathered for the sake of interest will naturally fall apart immediately. She is very familiar with this kind of thing.

At the same time, Gu Lan, the most well-known artist under Fan Jie, was preparing to attend a live broadcast. She was sitting in a make-up chair, while the make-up artist tidied up her hair, while swiping her phone.

Suddenly, a message popped up, but there was no signature or number.

Only a short line of words and a few pictures.

Tomorrow this message will be in the hands of the police, take care.