Four Hundred and Ninetieth Ninety-Nine

The situation has gone off track, and Ronan's unreasonable and unreasonable behavior made Trastan passive, and a crack appeared in the perfect calm mask.

Instead, Trastan calmed down. He did not expect that Ronan would be able to stay rational and calm, and see through his plan. This also means that the trick is no longer effective, but it does not mean that Trastan will give up. Then It is to communicate openly and honestly with sincerity——

Communication is actually a game, and Trastan is very confident in his ability to "game".

"Ronan, we all know that the band needs a good manager." After all, Trastan was forced to show his fangs, and the smile flickered in his pupils. Only then did he reveal his calculating cunning, and then , spread his hands, and did not continue to speak bluntly, but the gesture of who else is more obvious than me.

In fact, the truth is not complicated.

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Trastan did not show up until after the Grammy Awards ceremony, and it was after the one-day king had finished his busy schedule. The position that belongs to him, Sima Zhao's heart, is well known to passers-by, and it doesn't take a genius brain to see it.

This is also the reason why Trastan consciously irritated Maxim and Cliff. In a state of rage, it is often difficult for people to see the truth clearly, and it is also difficult to sort out the situation when their thoughts are chaotic. Then Trastan can fish in troubled waters, Take the opportunity to defuse your own crisis before they come to their senses.

But Ronan still pops the bubble easily, and the true face of the matter is gradually revealed, in an ugly way.

Cliff seemed to understand something, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, which was hard to describe clearly in just a few words, and then he closed his eyes in pain.

Maxim clenched his fist again, but this time he didn't step forward impulsively, but just watched with cold eyes, as if he was enjoying a clown performance.

Ronan nodded slightly, "Yes, I know that the band really needs a senior manager. It is not an easy task to manage the network of Vanity Fair, but what should we do? Our current manager is my sister, Biological sister, do you think I might fire her for you?"

"Pfft", Ollie couldn't hold back his smile, and was a little worried in the first half, but in the second half, because of Ronan's straightforwardness and red fruit, he created an absurd laugh - how can anyone be so open and honest? Admit that you are a nepotism?

Trastan was also a little surprised,

He was caught off guard by being killed just after he gained a firm footing, but he managed to maintain his composure, "Professional, we need to remain professional..."

"Ah, professional!" Ronan sighed softly, showing a polite smile, "Mr. Cuban, if we maintain a professional attitude, we should see you in court as Maxim said; but obviously , you appeared today as a 'friend', trying to get back together with us, so you need to make sure whether you want to talk about professionalism or friendship with us."

"Pfft", Ollie couldn't hold back again, and laughed outright. The professional and unprofessional words were too convoluted, and it probably made Trastan dizzy.

Trastan felt as if his back was sweating, but it was hard to describe whether it was anger, impatience, or something else, but the hot feeling of anxiety was rolling in his stomach, even if he smiled again, he seemed a bit reluctant, "Ronan, Things shouldn't be divided like this..."

"Mr. Cuban, how do you think it should be divided?" Ronan still looked calm and breezy.

"Stop! Don't call me sir again." For the first time in history, Trastan hated the respectful title "Mr. Cuban" so much that every call seemed like an attack.

The smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth bloomed wantonly, as if hearing the funniest joke this year, but then, the curvature of the corner of his mouth calmed down, the smile disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the awe-inspiring expression burst into a powerful momentum, rhythm and atmosphere in an instant The sudden change broke the situation in an instant, rolling towards Trastan with a destructive attitude.

"We are strangers, we are not friends, please remember that!"

"If you sincerely wanted to apologize, you wouldn't choose to surround us in the parking lot today, just like what happened back then, no matter whether you have difficulties or not, you can choose a better solution, but Obviously, you didn't; and today, neither do you."

"You chose a cunning way to ambush us, trying to catch us off guard and achieve your goal."

Taotao's momentum rolled away, even Oli, who was a bystander, was deeply shocked, let alone Trastan?

Trastan tried to counterattack, but in the face of Ronan's eloquent and continuous attacks, he had completely lost the opportunity, and in the end he could only retreat steadily, finally showing panic on his cheeks, It seems that he is watching helplessly that the situation he has painstakingly managed falls apart.

"You left because it was unprofitable; you appeared because it was profitable. In the final analysis, you have always regarded us as friends. In your eyes, we are just a series of numbers, so why bother with us now?" What about our friendship? There is no professional attitude of a businessman at all."

If Ronan wants to cause harm, he can do it very easily, even without a dirty word, eyes and words can achieve the goal.

Just like at this time, Trastan standing in front of Ronan felt very small, a kind of humble and embarrassing insignificance, but Trastan still underestimated Ronan, even Maxim and Cliff also underestimated Ronan -

Even when the quarrel was the most intense before, Ronan in their eyes was always positive and sunny. They had never seen Ronan's real full firepower. What's more, this momentum has no end in sight, and it is still rising.

"Professional? Since we want to talk about professionalism, let's talk about professionalism. Do you think it will be difficult for us to find a professional agent with the current momentum of King One Day? I believe Atlantic Records can easily solve it for us." The question, then, out of thousands of professional agents in Hollywood, why should we choose you?"

Speaking of this, Ronan paused for a moment, and the smooth and coherent words suddenly stopped, but the power of silence accumulated layer upon layer, and then rolled down towards Trastan mightily, he could see, The smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth rose, and his light words carried a wave of contempt and disdain.

"Because... who are you?"

Trastan, defeated.