Quick Transmigration: The host is abducting the Lord God again

"Fuck!"

"This is the fucking one signed by Ye Chengxin?"

"This temperament is really amazing. When I looked at it from such a distance, I was attracted at first sight!"

On Wen Chiyuan's and Xi Xi's side, they were all younger rich second-generation or slightly talented screenwriters and producers.

Compared with those older middle-aged people, this side is obviously more cheerful.

"Ye Cheng, this way."

Someone around greeted Ye Cheng and told them to go this way.

When he first came in, Jiang Xian noticed Wen Chiyuan.

Although it is just a back view, it is 100% confirmed at a glance.

As always, the black suit has an inexplicable sense of abstinence.

Hearing the exclamation of the people around him, Xi Xi took a look back.

When I saw that figure, there was an inexplicable familiarity, as if I had seen it somewhere?

Ye Cheng and Jiang Xian walked towards them, the smile on Xi Xi's face became weaker and weaker.

Xi Xi glanced at Jiang Xian, then at Wen Chiyuan next to him, "Where did I not do what you wanted, or did I offend you?"

Wen Chiyuan frowned, "What?"

Xi Xi raised her head slightly, motioning for Wen Chiyuan to look back, "I asked you for someone and you didn't give it to me, and you said you wouldn't enter the entertainment circle, but turned around and went to the company of your deadly rival?"

"Wen Chiyuan, we have been friends for so many years. If you had told me earlier, I would not let him go to the draft prepared by Xiyang. Isn't it the same as carrying the sedan chair for Chengjia Media now?"

Both Xi Xi and Ye Cheng are very experienced managers.

In fact, no matter if it is them or whoever it is, there is no doubt that Jiang Xian is indeed a rare and good seedling. Whoever signs the contract will have a trump card in his hand.

As a member of Chengjia Entertainment, to participate in the draft prepared by Xi Xi, this variety show will definitely become a hit, and the final main beneficiaries must be Ye Cheng and Chengjia Media.

How could Xi Xi not feel overwhelmed.

She also wants to sign Jiang Xian!

Don't ask, asking is heartache to the point where I can't breathe.

Wen Chiyuan was a little absent-minded today.

It was only when he heard the word Jiang Xian in Xi Xi's mouth that he had some reaction.

Jiang Xian?

[By the way, Sister Xi, have you heard that Mr. Ye recently signed a newcomer, and he is wholeheartedly paving the way for him, even talking nonsense that he is the next Wen Chiyuan. 】

[I asked you for someone and you didn't give it to me, and you said you wouldn't enter the entertainment industry, but turned around and went to the company of your deadly rival? 】

These two passages came to mind, combined.

Jiang Xian signed with a brokerage company, ready to enter the entertainment circle...

"Hello, Ye Cheng, this is my artist, Jiang Xian."

The people around all looked at the man in the white suit next to Ye Cheng.

The facial features are exquisite, and the fair skin is like a thousand-year-old flawless ancient jade, and the light red eyes are even more thrillingly charming.

Jiang Xian's lips curled up, and the unique red mole at the end of his eyes was even more attractive, "Hello, everyone, just call me Jiang Xian."

This sentence was like a depth bomb, igniting and bursting out Wen Chiyuan's hidden emotions for the past few days.

Wen Chiyuan turned around.

Jiang Xian raised his eyes slightly, meeting Wen Chiyuan's.

Wen Chiyuan's eyes were like an unfathomable ancient pool, and his thin lips were pursed lightly, showing a bit of displeasure.

It's as if...one's own things have been snatched away by others.

"Mr. Wen, we meet again."

"Really? I thought you forgot."

"How is it possible? No one will forget Mr. Wen."

Wen Chiyuan was very calm, but it was not convenient to talk to Jiang Xian alone because of the many people around him.

Some people were quite surprised to hear Jiang Xian and Wen Chiyuan greet each other.

"Didn't you just sign with Chengjia Media? Jiang Xian and Mr. Wen know each other?"

Ye Cheng protected Jiang Xian as if he was protecting his own son, "It's just an accidental cooperation with Mr. Wen, it's nothing to talk about."

Ye Cheng with a happy smile: ?()?;

Xi Xi with a deadpan expression: (-_-)

"So it is."

"Let's go, is Director Fu coming soon?"

Fu Zhengan is already 70 years old, but he still maintains an excellent spirit. He doesn't look like he is [-] years old at all.

Many people went forward to greet Director Fu one after another. Jiang Xian was inconvenient to go because he was a newcomer who had not yet made his mark, so he waited for Ye Cheng where he was.

Surprisingly, Wen Chiyuan did not pass by either.

He clearly walked to the front, and for some reason, he returned to Jiang Xian's side.

"temperature--"

Jiang Xian didn't even call out his full name, but Wen Chiyuan grabbed his wrist, turned around and walked to the next door.

Here is the outer garden on the seventh floor.

With a click, the only door leading to the garden inside the banquet was locked.

In other words, no one else will disturb them.

The poor assistant Qin Ze was also locked outside, acting as a "security guard".

I am a security guard, keep the garden safe!

Jiang Xian's gaze fell on Wen Chiyuan's hand, which was holding his own wrist.And, there seems to be no intention of letting go.

Jiang Xian looked up at Wen Chiyuan, "Teacher Wen?"

Wen Chiyuan held Jiang Xian's wrist, his palm was a little hot, "Why did you sign under the name of Chengjia Media?"

Jiang Xian chuckled, "Why else, just sign if you want."

Wen Chiyuan stared at him scorchingly, as if he would not stop until he got an answer.

"I'm short of money." Jiang Xian raised his eyes slightly, a little lazy, "If it's not for money, could it be for Teacher Wen?"

Wen Chiyuan frowned slightly, "Terminate the contract, and I will be responsible for the liquidated damages."

Jiang Xian's tone of speech was very slow, but every word and every word hit Wen Chiyuan's heart, "I am penniless and poor, and I can't afford food without a place to live after the contract is terminated. Why, Teacher Wen will support me?"

Wen Chiyuan agreed without hesitation, "Okay."

[Teacher Wen raises me? 】

【it is good. 】

Jiang Xian raised his head in surprise, and was slightly startled.

What he saw was Wen Chiyuan's slightly firm eyes.

He really agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Xian's seductive eyes raised slightly, "It's still not necessary, Mr. Ye's salary is very good, the contract is also very free, and you can also participate in the draft to see handsome guys and little milk dogs—"

Wen Chiyuan's tone turned cold almost instantly, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Xian also clearly felt that Wen Chiyuan's grip on his wrist was a little tighter.

But he still replied with a bit of sternness, "Look at the handsome guy and the little milk dog."

Wen Chiyuan directly stretched out his hand and pulled the person closer to him, the distance was very close.

It is undeniable that Wen Chiyuan really touched him, and Jiang Xian could even feel that his breathing stopped for a moment.

Wen Chiyuan stared at Jiang Xian with fiery eyes, "Am I not enough for you? Huh?"

Also, dare, go, look, small, milk, dog!