At 8:30 in the morning, after breakfast, Song Xi sat on the sofa with his hands folded behind his head, his eyes were empty, and his mind was thinking about what c said to him yesterday.
"This time you are here to participate in the event. Events, there are organizers and procedures. On other people's sites, many "accidental" coincidences can be artificially designed."
Man-madeby chance
There was an undercurrent in deep eyes, Song Xi got up and picked up the phone, found Li Wenjie's number and dialed it.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later"
The phone was busy, Song Xi frowned, and hung up the phone. After hanging up the phone for a while, Li Wenjie called back, and Song Xi pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Brother Xi, what's the matter? I was talking to Sister Ran just now." Li Wenjie's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Send me the seat number of Ranran's flight." Song Xi said concisely.
"I won't take the plane anymore. It's raining heavily here. The flight must be delayed. I bought a high-speed rail ticket for Sister Ran instead."
"Then send me the train number and seat number of the high-speed rail." Song Xi said, and then he seemed to think of something, and added, "It's raining outside and it's not convenient to take a taxi. You can drive to Ranran downstairs when the time is about the same." Pick her up, and go to the supermarket to buy some snacks for her to eat on the way. I'll send you the list of snacks on WeChat in a while." Song Xi instructed, and Li Wenjie responded, "Alright Brother Xi, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Li Wenjie quickly sent Su Ran's train seat information. Song Xi replied yes, then called out the second page of the memo (Snacks and Snacks), copied and pasted it to Li Wenjie.
"Buy according to this list, just buy a small portion of each item." Song Xi typed a line and sent it.
Then Song Xi used his mobile phone to buy a high-speed rail ticket on the same train as Su Ran, turned to the address book page, found a number with the note "Song Jie" and dialed it.
Song Jie was originally an assistant sent by his father to look after him, but was later recruited by Song Xi as his own. After Song Xi came to Beijing, for the convenience of traveling, Song Jie was sent to Qingyuan, Lincheng, and he was usually responsible for some purchasing work.
The phone only rang once and was connected.
"Master." The voice on the other end of the phone was very respectful.
"Song Jie, you are in Qingyuan, right?" Song Xi asked.
"Yes, what is the young master's order?"
"I need you to help me escort a person to Xitang." Song Xi said, "The ticket has been bought for you, and the train will depart at 10:30."
"OK."
"In addition, you just need to take care of her by the side, don't disturb her, and it's best not to expose yourself. If someone pesters you, please be tactful and help her deal with it." Song Xi urged, and Song Jie agreed, "Understood."
"I'll send you her seat number later," Song Xi said.
After hanging up the phone, Song Xi sent Su Ran's seat number to Song Jie, and Song Jie replied immediately: "Got it."
After receiving a reply, Song Xi put down the phone, pillowed his arms again, and leaned back lazily.
With Song Jie accompanying him, he felt more at ease.
The high-speed rail is much slower than the plane. It takes about six hours to switch to the high-speed rail for an hour and a half flight. During this period of time, he can still do a lot of things, such as having a heart-to-heart talk with the person in charge of the organizer
One o'clock in the afternoon, meeting room.
Song Xi sat at the main seat, with his eyes closed, taking a leisurely nap. Behind him was a hotel staff member, standing silently.
After a while, the door opened, high-heeled shoes were tapped, and a young woman walked in slowly.
She was wearing a capable business attire, with a deep v-neck that cut to the center line to catch people's attention. The sound of high-heeled shoes stopped, Song Xi quietly opened his eyes, but he never raised his eyes to look at anyone, stretched his arms, and said: "Please sit down."
Dai Li smiled and sat down.
"Sure enough, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Mr. Song is three points more handsome in real life than in the video." Dai Li looked at Song Xi and said with a smile.
She is the person in charge of the Xitang Hanfu Cultural Festival, so even though the invited guests of the cultural festival have been finalized a month and a half ago, she temporarily added the names of the prince and his wife.
Of course, she also hid a little bit of selfishness. Seven episodes of "The Lord of Ghosts" were released, and she followed seven episodes, regardless of the plot, but the hero's face won her heart. Dai Li is not just the person in charge of a small cultural festival, but her real identity is the CEO of Yueyu Culture. The cultural festival is also held to discover more newcomers with commercial value.
When she learned that Song Xi arrived in Xitang first, she asked him out once, but he refused. no ideaof. Therefore, as the CEO of Yueyu Culture, I sincerely invite you to come to Yueyu. I guarantee that within two years, you will become half the sky, and all labor income will be divided into 30% and 70% for the company. As for all the disputes arising from your job-hopping, Yueyu Legal will help you deal with them. "
As Dai Li said, he took out the draft contract from his bag, turned to the last page and handed it to Song Xi.
"As long as you sign your name here, the contract will take effect immediately."
Dai Li opened the cap of the signature pen, and handed the pen to Song Xi, looking determined to win.
Hearing this, Song Xi finally smiled.
Seeing Song Xi smile, the corners of Dai Li's lips curled up slightly. The terms she offered were considered generous in the entire entertainment industry.
When an artist signs a company, the labor remuneration is almost always divided into 28, 8 for the company, and 2 for the individual. Even if it is a popular niche or a popular celebrity who has already opened up the popularity of the market, at most it will be divided by 50-50 with the company. She offered a sky-high price for Panax notoginseng, which is unique in the market.
Song Xi smiled lightly, looked up at Dai Li, and asked aloud, "Where did you find out that I was short of money?"
"Um?"
"Sorry, I'm not interested." Song Xi said, picked up the stack of contracts, tore them in half with a click, and patted them on the table.
"Miss Dai, remember to check your background before poaching someone next time. You will make me question your ability to work." Song Xi said, got up, and went out without looking back.
A straightforward refusal.
"Hey, don't you even look at it? That's 30% to 70%, you 70%!" Dai Li still seemed unwilling, and shouted after him.
Sorry, I only get zero points. Oh, no, he has to take his wine, his food, his car, his heart
The corners of Song Xi's mouth hooked slightly, with a slight smile.
Song Xi returned from the living room to her own room upstairs, and the first thing she did was to take a shower in the bathroom. After rushing for a long time, Song Xi didn't come out wearing a bathrobe until he could no longer smell the smoky smell.
After Song Xi finished washing, he picked up the phone and dialed the front desk, and asked the hotel's service staff to come over and clean up the suit he just wore to meet Dai Li in the bathroom.
That woman's body smells so strong, I'm going to pick up the dye in a while, and it won't be good if it smells on her.
Everything was packed, and it was almost time. Song Xi changed her clothes, went to the high-speed rail station, bought a high-speed rail ticket with the same schedule as Su Ran, entered the station as she wished, and waited quietly for her arrival.
At this time, the phone suddenly rang, and there was an unread message from Song Jie, with only a short line: Cheng Ji was in the car and seemed to be eyeing the young lady.
Young Madam, it sounds nice. The corner of Song Xi's mouth twitched unconsciously, then he glanced at the time of receiving the message, five minutes ago.
Cheng and
Song Xi stared at these two words, as if he had already seen his squishy face.
The Cheng family and the Song family had a little relationship. They grew up together. Cheng Ji was very good at climbing trees and squashing since he was a child. Song Xi knew his nature very well. In ancient times, he was the second generation ancestor who robbed the women of the people.
However, Song Xi is not worried that he will misbehave with Ranran, after all, as we all know, Master Cheng has a complete set of procedures for picking up girls.
Song Xi clicked on the software store to download Weibo, and then sent Song Jie a message: "What is his Weibo id?"
The other side immediately replied: "Flower World."
Weibo was installed soon. Song Xi clicked on the software and entered "Flower World" in the search box.
Sure enough, he has updated Weibo. It was just released, a candid photo with a line of words: five minutes, I want all the information about this beauty.
Song Xi clicked on the comment, thought for a while, and then typed in five big characters: She is your sister-in-law.
After all, Cheng Ji's second uncle was Song Xi's distant cousin. If you think about it carefully, there is indeed a close relationship between the two of them.
Song Xi clicked to send, but the system prompted that he needed to log in before he could comment. Song Xi frowned, Lao Gao patiently followed the prompts to log in, and finally sent the comment.
Then Song Xi clicked on his homepage, and found that his id was a long string of random letters and numbers, which was very ugly, so he changed his nickname.
Bustling, all his social accounts have this nickname. However, the system kept prompting that the nickname was already taken, and he added a lot of space symbols before finally passing the modification.
The moment the nickname was changed, he received two replies.
花花世界@流浪淡淡: What are you?
? 花花世界@流浪淡淡: Four streets from east to west, north and south, ask who is the father!
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Song Xi's eyes narrowed dangerously, and at the same time, the car pulled into the station. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com): Four streets, east, west, north, south, ask who is the father!
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Song Xi's eyes narrowed dangerously, and at the same time, the car pulled into the station. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com