Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Since Ling Pan put down his job, John has rarely been free. He has taken a few vacations, and then brought some newcomers to the company.

I heard that these new recruits were personally interviewed by the general manager, and they can be regarded as relatively outstanding seedlings.The general manager entrusted her with the task of bringing in newcomers. First, she has rich experience. She joined the company after graduating from university, and was immediately picked up by Ling Yun to become Ling Pan's regular agent. For four years, her performance has always been the company's top manager. OKThe second is that she sometimes.For a while, Ling Pan quit, so naturally she, the manager, didn't have to run around anymore.

She was supposed to come to the show to pick up those girls that night, but she didn't see them when she arrived.

John asked the staff, and the staff said that the models all left with Mr. Fan, probably to celebrate.

John rushed to the bar immediately, and as soon as he entered, deafening singing and men and women's teasing laughter filled the entire bar.

Obviously, this bar was taken over by Xiao Fan.

John looked around for the figures of the newcomers. With a glance, she saw Fan Xinhai sitting in the middle, holding a wine glass, smiling at the men and women dancing on the dance floor. A few new models in a few days.

John walked over with a cold face and stood in front of them. One of the girls saw John with a timid face, stood up hurriedly, and called weakly: "Miss John..."

Fan Xinhai raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw John's long black hair hanging down, wearing a small silver gray suit against the light, which further accentuated her noodle figure, with a halo around her body.

Fan Xinhai stared at her and calmly took a sip of his wine.

John glanced at the three girls and asked calmly, "How old are you?"

The three of them were all taken aback, looking at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"I asked how old are you?"

One of the girls replied: "I...we are all...seventeen..."

John put his arms around his chest and said coldly: "Seventeen, you shouldn't have such thoughts and actions, you know?"

"..."

John glanced at Fan Xinhai and said, "Mr. Fan, they are underage and not suitable for coming to this kind of place. I'll take them back first."

Fan Xinhai lowered his eyes and said nothing, John waved his hands at them, "Let's go."

Just about to turn around and leave.

"and many more."

Fan Xinhai stood up unhurriedly, approached behind her, and said, "They can go, Miss John can stay."

John turned his head and looked at him: "I remember that Xiao Fan always likes Ling Pan? Why are you still having fun in the bar?"

Fan Xinhai smiled: "Ling Pan ignores me, it's not a big crime for me to come here to drink, right?"

John raised his eyebrows: "Then drink slowly."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Fan Xinhai immediately stopped her: "Hey wait!"

John looked at him suspiciously: "Why?"

Fan Xinhai came up to her and said in a low voice, "Talk to Ling Pan and let her take over the show again."

John said: "I think so too, but it's beyond my control. With Ling Pan's temperament, how can it be easy for others to change what she decides?"

Fan Xinhai scratched his eyebrows, pretending to be embarrassed and said: "Then the cooperation between Keysir and your company is..."

"Mr. Fan, who you cooperate with has nothing to do with me. I'm just a manager. I hope you can understand."

After speaking, she left with a few newcomers.

Fan Xinhai stared at her leaving back and sighed.

It seems that he has to ask for it himself!

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Wang Jiulong rested for a few days and went shopping with Ling Pan.But Ling Pan is not the kind of person who likes to travel far away, she feels that she is happier staying at home.

After that, Wang Jiulong went to perform in Xinjiekou again.

Early in the morning, she was woken up by Fan Xinhai's series of fatal calls.

Ling Pan picked up the phone irritably: "What are you doing?"

"Sister Pan!"

Ling Pan frowned: "Why are you so nervous in the early morning? If you fart, let it go!"

"Interested in taking two steps?"

Wang Jiulong came out of the bathroom and saw that she was awake, so he went to the bed and sat down, got under the covers again, and put his arms around her waist.

Ling Pan rolled his eyes and said, "Speak humanly!"

"Aren't you on vacation? I sincerely invite you to come to our Keysir summer show!"

"Don't go."

"...Can't you hesitate a moment?!"

"Oh...not going."

"Come on, we are all friends, this show is really important, we need Sister Lightning to support it!"

Wang Jiulong rested his chin on Ling Pan's shoulder, and he heard the phone call clearly.

He took the phone directly and said, "Got it, I will go."

After a while of silence on the other end of the phone, a roar broke out: "Wang Jiulong, shut up! Don't let me hear your voice!"

Then his tone became extremely gentle again: "Panpan, then it's settled!"

Before Ling Pan could speak, Wang Jiulong hung up the phone first.

She stared at Wang Jiulong: "What are you doing?"

"It's summer vacation, and you have nothing to do. It's okay to go to a show."

"But……"

Wang Jiulong flicked her forehead, and said softly: "You like me in a long gown, and I also like you on the runway. Huh?"

Ling Pan said that he is even more fascinating when he wears a long gown.For Wang Jiulong, Ling Pan standing on the catwalk is equally radiant.

He didn't want Ling Pan to hide his brilliance for him, he didn't want to be so selfish.

Ling Pan looked at him quietly, reached out to touch his face, smiled and nodded: "Yeah."