Chapter 202 I Know You Can

When Shen Pianxian solemnly sent his answer to his agent uncle and said that this result was the result he got after careful consideration, Uncle Mao's expression was like this: ==

Come on, didn't you take it just for the unlimited supply of potato chips from advertisers?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Uncle Mao still expressed his approval of this wise decision in a serious manner.

"I think it's okay. I'll give the advertiser a reply then."

At this moment, Uncle Mao was on his way home, and sitting next to him was the former gold medal agent - Yan Yi.

Yan Yi leaned back in his chair and relaxed, looking like a resting beast.

After Uncle Mao finished sending the voice message, he turned the steering wheel and found a place to stop on the side of the road.

Yan Yi only spoke with a smile at this time,

"I've been working for so many days, but this is my first time riding in this nanny car. It's all thanks to Mr.

He turned his head and looked at Uncle Mao,

"I just don't know what Mr. Agent wants to talk to me about? Aren't you afraid that Miss Pian Pian will be angry if you let me get in the car without my permission?"

"Pian Pian is a very easy-going person,"

Uncle Mao remained calm and said indifferently,

"As long as someone is truly kind to her, she will definitely return the favor with 120% sincerity."

After a pause, he continued,

"Even if this person is actually of no use to her and is even just a burden."

There was something hidden in his words, he was actually talking about himself.

Yan Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Uncle Mao continued,

"I'm considered a veteran in the entertainment industry. Although I haven't made much of a name for myself yet, I believe I'm pretty good at judging people."

"I've been in this industry for so many years and have met all kinds of celebrities, both male and female. Most of them are hypocritical, acting one way in front of people and another behind their backs. Once you get used to it, you always feel that the entertainment industry is inherently dirty. Even the most innocent and lovely people will inevitably be dazzled by the dazzling spotlight once they enter, falling into the inflated vanity and forgetting their original intentions."

"But Shen Pianxian is different," the bald uncle said seriously, repeating,

"Shen Pianpian is different."

"She's different from every star I've ever met. Her goal is very clear: she wants to be famous, even an international superstar. She's never hidden her ambition from the beginning, which would inevitably lead to widespread ridicule if it were ever made public."

"But her personality doesn't match this ambition at all. When she achieves something, she's simply happy and never gets cocky. When she's criticized, she never gets upset. She even rationally analyzes how she can make a comeback if she's blacklisted."

"She is very real, whether she is in front of the camera or out of the spotlight, she is always like this."

The standard smile on Yan Yi's face disappeared at some point, replaced by a half-smile arc.

Then he heard the bald uncle say seriously,

"So I hope she can realize her dream sooner and more vigorously. I know I can't do it, and I can't give her more help."

"But you can."

The bald uncle looked at him and said this.

Yan Yi said modestly,

"Mr. Cui, you seem to be praising me too much."

"I know you're very capable," Cui Mao said. "If it weren't for you, Wei Lan wouldn't have become the most powerful lady in the world. You secured many of her resources for her."

"So I hope you can also get more for Shen Pianpian."

Mr. Yan Yi, who was highly expected, smiled softly.

"You should know how much she hates me. Can she accept the resources I accepted?"

"able."

Cui Mao answered decisively.

"Although Pian Pian is very resistant to you because of the scandal, as long as you don't use those... tactics with her, she will know her limits."

Yan Yi smiled lazily. After a long silence, he opened the car door and got out. Turning around, he saw the well-dressed elite man again. He said goodbye politely to the bald uncle in the car window.

"Mr. Cui, please go back by yourself. I won't bother seeing you off."

Cui Mao hurriedly wanted to ask further questions, but the man's glasses flashed slightly, and the inexplicable sense of danger made his scalp numb. When he looked carefully again, the man still maintained a gentleman's smile, without any abnormality. The inexplicable palpitations just now seemed to be just an illusion.