Four Hundred and Ninety Eighth, Come Prepared

It was obvious that Trastan had come prepared.

From the moment he appeared on the stage, all the situations were under Trastan's expectation and control. Facing the surging anger of the king, he did not feel embarrassed at all. Cliff lost his mind and was manipulated like a fool.

Trastan even accurately calculated Cliff's guilt and anxiety.

However, Trastan still cannot be said to be "counting all the strategies", because he missed Ronan.

Facing Cliff's anger, Ronan didn't say much. Now is not the best time for internal communication—at least not in front of Trastan.

Ronan looked at Trastan, not only did not get angry, but also outlined a smile, "Then, we can start now."

Trastan was slightly taken aback, looking at the bright smile on Ronan's face, he felt a little confused deep in his heart, but it was still not apparent on the surface, "What started?"

"Your performance." Ronan said with a smile, but as soon as the words came out, the smile bloomed, "No, your apology. Didn't you say that you came here to apologize? So, you can start now."

this……

What is this?

Trastan was really caught off guard. Although he was indeed going to come to apologize, but setting up a stage and a link in such a solemn way immediately became awkward, but the problem is that the words were spoken by himself, and he cannot overthrow them now. , so the scene became awkward.

Trastan looked at the smile on Ronan's face, and the confusion and anxiety in his heart were gradually expanding, but he couldn't tell why.

So what should I do?

"Sorry." Without any burden, Trastan apologized directly. Jiang is still old and hot, so how could he be easily stumped by Ronan?

"Sorry!" Trastan took a deep breath, intentionally made a sad look, and said again, "I tried to find some excuses to explain my behavior. Although I did have difficulties at the time, I didn't want to quibble. The way I handled it was horrendous, so I'm not going to make excuses, what was wrong was wrong, sorry."

that's all?

That's all?

But the problem is,

Trastan's words were actually a little sincere, Maxim and Cliff all turned their heads to look over, including Ollie, but Ollie first glanced at Ronan and then at Trastan, and then Ollie It can be seen that Cliff seemed to want to speak but held back.

Indeed, the one who wants to catch a glimmer of hope now is Cliff, who wants to be redeemed and cleared of his guilt-what if Trastan really has something hidden?

However, Cliff finally regained some reason and did not speak rashly, because he also knew that no matter what happened in Trastan, the act of leaving without saying goodbye would still be a fatal blow to the band. Little by little, the band was about to disband completely, so Trastan's behavior also changed the fate of the band.

He couldn't be fooled by Trastan so easily—but, what happened?

Trastan could clearly feel the silence in the air, and he knew that as long as the band members hesitated for a moment, it meant that he had already succeeded in half.

Unfortunately, Trastan underestimated Ronan again.

"That's all? I understand, but I don't accept the apology, you can leave." Ronan still had a smile on his lips, but the content of his words was another matter.

wait, what?

Things shouldn't have developed like this! Trastan envisioned countless possibilities, but only missed this one. What's the matter?

"What do you mean? I said, I'm sorry, I have my own reasons..." Trastan was also slightly anxious.

Ronan nodded slightly, his expression still calm, "I know, I heard, I am not deaf, you apologize, but I have the right to choose to accept or not, my conclusion is not to accept, full stop, that's all .”

Trastan was at a loss for words, and his expression finally changed slightly, "You can't do this!"

"Why?" Ronan didn't hesitate at all, and went back directly by hitting the wall, cutting off Trastan's words abruptly.

Trastan was a little annoyed, why didn't Ronan get in?

Seeing Trastan's expression change, Ronan was not only not angry, but also slightly raised his smile, "Do you think that all you need to say is sorry and the matter will disappear? But the reality is not like this, let me tell you , What should the correct way of apologizing be?"

The momentum of the confrontation has undergone a subtle change. Trastan, who had firmly grasped the initiative, was trying to control the situation, and the members of the One Day King were no longer irritable and impulsive, and quietly gathered around Ronan, and then Ronan is in charge.

"First of all, you need to return all the compensation we should have received, and it is three times."

Ronan just said the first sentence, Trastan tried to interrupt - how could he allow himself to be slaughtered? Naturally, he needs to argue with reason. As long as he can speak, he is sure to be able to shake people's hearts and reverse the situation, but he is facing Ronan, and it is not the Ronan Cooper with a shy smile six months ago.

Ronan raised his right index finger and gently shook it from side to side, stopping Trastan's defense.

"What is ours is ours. We will not change the facts just because we have achieved success. You owe us more than that. Or do you naively think that after we won the Grammys, we suddenly turned into hundreds of millions of dollars? Millionaire, don't you care about the little money before?"

Ronan raised his eyebrows slightly, and although he didn't continue to speak, the meaning conveyed by his eyes was very clear: You should be smarter than what I said, Mr. Cuban.

Just one look made Trastan's stomach burn.

But Ronan's "attack" is not over yet.

"Secondly, you should say you're sorry, and then clean up our relationship thoroughly. Never meeting again is the best choice for both of us. But I know that Vanity Fair is a palm-sized circle, asking you to detour when you see us Walking seems a little too much, at least you should keep your distance."

Ronan's understated words are full of laughter and cursing. The invisible blade is dissolving all the advantages established by Trastan. Trastan smells the crisis from Ronan's words, and there is no way to maintain it. Silence, forced to interrupt, "You should listen to my difficulties..."

"I thought you didn't want to find any excuses." Ronan taunted back directly, and Trastan choked on a single sentence, and only had time to explain, "That's because..."

"That's because you thought we would accept your apology," Ronan interrupted Trastan in turn, "and then calmly listen to your difficulties, and then we can reconcile as before, and you can be our partner again. Manager, work hard with us, don’t you think so?”

There was a smile in the bright eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts.