Speaking of the last sentence, An Zhengxun's eyes were a little melancholy.

Maybe Quan Baoer will never understand what it means if he is forced to open his trump card one day.

Even An Zhengxun himself was reluctant to understand. He has never revealed those, and who he is trying to avoid, he doesn't want to think about it at all. Smith felt that the movements were too small and boring, but he didn't know that it was because of the small movements that An Zhengxun could use them safely, and people would only think that he had something that was normal.

Quan Baoer nodded knowingly.

The work phone on the desk suddenly rang. An Zhengxun patted Quan Baoer on the shoulder, Quan Baoer stopped and stood up. An Zhengxun picked up the phone and came from the front desk: "President, a Miss Song Qian said that she was appointed by the s*m company to come to you."

An Zhengxun frowned: "Let her come up."

"Song Qian..." Quan Bao'er whispered, "Jin Yingmin was secretly operating the gossip, and it was sent to Song Qian in the open, so that you wouldn't suspect them."

An Zhengxun smiled: "Kim Yingmin always likes to do this kind of little tricks."

Quan Baoer smiled slightly: "Should I avoid it?"

An Zhengxun pondered for a moment, then shrugged: "Maybe... I will let you listen to the corner. If I let it go, Jin Yingmin will doubt whether I am still An Zhengxun."

Quan Baoer laughed, turned and entered the lounge.

When Song Qian entered the chairman's room, she saw An Zhengxun sitting on the sofa drinking tea by herself, and bowed in front of him with a blushing face: "oppa."

An Zhengxun smiled and said, "Why did s*m send you here? When will it be your turn to be the messenger?"

Song Qian said a little embarrassedly: "The president said, yesterday you took down the photo of you and your senior, and I am very grateful to you. Let me thank you."

This is so unbelievable. It's not her turn to thank her. Although Song Qian didn't know what was so dirty behind her back. But she also knew that she was being sent to the door, but if the other party was An Zhengxun, she felt that it was only natural that she should belong to him, or that it was because it was An Zhengxun that President Kim sent her here. , so I didn't think much of it and came here.

An Zhengxun laughed and said, "I hang you there, always giving Jin Yingmin some tricks to play with, really... in that case. Come on over."

Song Qian blushed and walked over. An Zhengxun took her in his arms, sniffed it, and said with a chuckle, "It really is a good gift to thank you, but it came from taking a shower early in the morning."

Song Qian lowered her head, her pretty face blushing to the bottom of her ears.

"The matter of Han Geng should come to an end soon. If my expectations are not bad, Li Xiuman will be very generous this time."

Song Qian whispered, "Yes, I thank you for Brother Han Geng."

An Zhengxun stretched out his hand and reached inside her clothes. Playing with her softness casually, she said lightly, "I should say sorry to you—I'm disappointed in Korea?"

Song Qian closed her eyes and felt the man playing casually. Taking a deep breath, he replied in a low voice, "Yes, I'm very disappointed. But it's not you who needs to apologize."

"Actually, don't be disappointed." An Zhengxun said lightly: "The entertainment industry in any country is similar. The world is as dark as crows. You and I are in it, so you shouldn't expect anything to be clean."

"No..." Song Qian whispered, "If I can give it to you cleanly, I will be clean."

On the contrary, An Zhengxun was startled by what he said. She pulled out her hand, raised her chin and looked at it for a while, then said slowly, "It seems that you have thought through it all the time."

Song Qian said calmly: "You asked me the other day if I was afraid, but I was not afraid... Because of the victory or defeat between you and s*m, you don't need to vent your anger on me. In essence, I am yours, not s*m's. Man. As for what you want to do to me, treat me kindly or abuse me, it's just your business, it has nothing to do with s*m...until the day you make it clear to people that Song Qian is not your woman."

Quan Baoer was amazed in his heart when he heard it. This girl...it's not easy...how much has she been through before she can see the world like this?

An Zhengxun finally said with admiration: "That's why Jin Yingmin sent you here. I haven't seen it clearly yet, and I'm still hesitating how to treat you." After a pause, he smiled again: "You let me The strategy is getting clearer and clearer. When you go back, hand over the shares in your hands to Baoer, and she will speak for you."

Song Qian was stunned: "Shares... it doesn't matter who I give to me, but..."

"But what?"

"But Crystal... She always regards those shares as a special meaning. If it is handed over, I'm afraid..."

An Zhengxun was also stunned for a moment, Zheng Xiujing's small face quickly passed through his mind, he couldn't help pinching his forehead, and had a headache. When distributing the shares, he also did not expect that someone would take it seriously. For example, Cui Xiuying and others obviously used the dividends as pocket money, without any psychological barriers. Even Xu Xian's little old-fashioned reckoning is to save the dividends and hope that it will be returned to him one day. But now that I think about it, this share actually endows Zheng Xiujing with a different meaning...

Really a talisman? Or is it silent proof that there was some entanglement between the two?

Seeing him rubbing his forehead and frowning, Song Qian sat cautiously aside as if she had done something wrong, daring not to say more.

After pondering for a moment, An Zhengxun sighed slightly and said in a low voice, "Let's not move the crystal share for the time being, it's not worse than that."

Song Qian nodded: "Well, I won't tell her."

An Zhengxun took a sip of tea in silence, and suddenly said, "Bao'er, come out."

Song Qian was stunned, and when she turned her head, she saw Quan Baoer coming out of the lounge, sitting on the sofa naturally, leaning next to him with Song Qian. Song Qian subconsciously got up and wanted to salute the senior, An Zhengxun waved his hand: "You haven't learned anything else in Korea, but bowing is a conditioned reflex... Everyone knows what the relationship is, and it's stupid to salute. Call Boer Ernie."

Song Qian scratched her head in embarrassment and whispered, "O'Neill."

Quan Baoer smiled: "Didn't you tell me to listen to the corner?"

An Zhengxun sighed: "Suddenly I'm not in the mood."

Quan Bao'er said in a sigh, "You... I really don't know what these women have done. One or two fell into your hands. The little crystals you mentioned... It seems that they are under fifteen this year? You are getting older. One round..."

An Zhengxun smiled wryly and shook his head: "Actually, I really don't know why Xiao Jing has something to do with me... I used to think it would be nice if she didn't hate me."

Song Qian said cautiously, "Little Crystal's mood is really complicated... Please... be careful with her."

An Zhengxun glanced at her: "Even if you see clearly, why put yourself in such a low position? Is it interesting that you shouted it out?"

Song Qian scratched her head again embarrassedly.

An Zhengxun sighed: "Let's not talk about Xiao Jing, just you. There are many small artists in Korea who have nowhere to go, why did I only protect you? You and I have a special fate, I will not Go and say something sweet to make you happy, but you must understand that at least you, Song Qian, have a place in my heart."

Song Qian's eyes were sparkling, and she nodded heavily: "Yes."

An Zhengxun suddenly smiled and hooked his hands: "I'm a very **** person. You'd better prepare yourself mentally."

Song Qian secretly glanced at Quan Baoer and leaned against his shoulder with a blushing face. An Zhengxun put his arms around each other, and walked around the two girls irregularly with both hands at the same time.

Quan Bao'er burst into a smile: "Is your mood better?"

An Zhengxun shook his head and said, "Since the tangled things can't be solved for a while, don't think about them too much. Sooner or later, there will be a day to face them. In good times, it is foolish to be trapped in entanglements."

As he spoke, his hands had already reached into the two women's clothes.

Quan Bao'er gritted his teeth and grabbed his offending hand: "Sure enough, it's ridiculous."

An Zhengxun smiled slightly: "I reminded you of the scene repeatedly~lightnovelpub.net~ Could it be that I haven't had a clear understanding yet?"

Quan Baoer rolled his eyes at him and stopped talking. To be honest, although she had already made all the preparations, as a senior of s*m, a dignified first sister, and accompanied him with a young fellow who also belonged to s*m who had just debuted, she felt a little awkward and couldn’t let go. Yes, it would be much better if Song Qian was replaced by Lee Hyori. In the same way, Song Qian is worse than her. Quan Baoer was crazy last night, and Song Qian is the first time for real, why would she ever think that she has to face this kind of scene for the first time? Biting his lip, he turned his head shyly, not daring to look into Quan Baoer's eyes.

An Zhengxun knew the awkward mood of the two women, so he didn't insist anymore: "It's just a hand addiction, didn't you realize that it's past eleven o'clock, it's time to eat?"

I don't know if it was a blessing to the soul, the two women suddenly sat up straight in a very tacit understanding, and at the same time stretched out their hands on his arm and twisted them down heavily. (Want to know more exciting news about "Raging Korean Entertainment"? Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right, select Add friends to add an official account, search for "", follow the official account, and never miss every time Update!) (To be continued..)

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