Chapter 285 Be My Artist

"I like you very much."

Pei Yaochi was a little stunned, "what?"

Shen Fanxing approached her, and Pei Yaochi was shocked by the strength radiating from her!

As she got closer, she could see the deterrent power bursting out of her cold eyes, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.

However, Shen Fanxing stopped and looked at her through the dim light, and a clear voice sounded slowly——

"How about being my artist?"

"what?"

This time I heard it clearly.

But Pei Yaochi didn't understand what she meant.

Shen Fanxing just hooked his lips lightly, took out a business card from his bag and handed it to Pei Yaochi.

Pei Yaochi took it subconsciously.

"Follow me, I won't make you just a third-rate star."

Pei Yaochi's hands tightened slightly while holding the business card. Through the dim light, the words on the business card could be seen.

"I don't have the money to hire you."

Shen Fanxing twitched his lips and said indifferently, "No, I signed you."

Pei Yaochi paused in his heart, and seemed to understand something instantly, and looked at her in disbelief.

"you……"

Shen Fanxing nodded indifferently, leaving a voice without a change of tone: "Come to me when you think about it."

Pei Yaochi lowered his head and glanced at the business card in his hand again, it was just a momentary question, and when he looked up again, Shen Fanxing had turned and left, not far away, and he didn't know when to stop the low-key Bentley.

The car window was open, and she could only vaguely see the man sitting in the half of the main driver, standing tall. After that, Shen Fanxing opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat, completely blocking the man's figure.

After that, the window was closed, and the car slowly drove away. If it wasn't for her holding her business card in her hand, if it wasn't for her standing here alone, she thought that being thrown here by Gu Zeyan was a dream, and being thrown here by Shen Fanxing was a dream. Attempting to poach corners is also a dream. -

in the car.

Bo Jingchuan asked, "Do you want to sign an artist?"

"Um."

"When was it decided?"

"today."

Bo Jingchuan was silent for two seconds, "Will it be too hasty?"

"fine."

Bo Jingchuan suddenly laughed in a low voice, "Just be happy, if you need help, remember to speak."

"Okay, it's because of your unmoving big backer that I'm so confident."

Shen Fanxing's deliberate flattery only got Bo Jingchuan a cold look, "Don't put a high hat on me on purpose, what have you ever thought about me being your backer?"

"Those things are not worth your shot. They are overkill and waste."

"..."

Bo Jingchuan didn't speak, thinking to himself a serious problem that needed to be solved.

Women are too independent, what should I do?

I have been thinking about this problem all the time, but I have not come up with a reason. -

In the waiting hall, Shen Fanxing pressed the elevator. As soon as the two walked in, someone shouted "please wait a moment". Shen Fanxing reached out and blocked the sensor of the elevator door.

After a while, a young woman ran outside the elevator door, dressed in a simple and elegant dress, holding a pink-carved and jade-carved milk doll in her arms, and walked into the elevator.

"How many floors are you?" Shen Fanxing asked directly and lightly when she saw her holding the child.

"Fourteenth floor, thank you."

"You're welcome." As she said, she raised her hand and pressed the floor number of the fourteenth floor.

"Late night, quickly say thank you to Auntie." The woman's sweet voice said to the child in her arms.

Shen Fanxing looked over, but saw that the child's pink and tender face, a pair of big black eyes were blinking at her.