A night of passion.
At dawn, Ye Wan was awakened by the buzzing alarm clock.
Taking out his cell phone and taking a look at it, Ye Wan broke free from Lu Changchuan's airtight embrace, picked up his bathrobe from the ground, wrapped it up and went to the bathroom.
When he came out again, the man was fully dressed.
When I went to the restaurant, I saw the old housekeeper smiling, "The old man and the old lady took the young master to Furongju for morning tea."
Ye Wan: ...
I originally wanted to take advantage of breakfast time to remind the little kid to listen to his grandparents.
But now thinking back, it seemed like three days had passed since she sent off Jiang's father and mother and their family on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and she hadn't seen the little bun again? Ye Wan: !!! "Are you relieved now?"
Just by looking at the funny expression on the girl's face, one can tell what she is thinking. Lu Changchuan rubbed her head and said, "Grandpa and grandma have waited so many years to finally bring Ah Cheng back. Just wait and see. Not to mention these few days, you will definitely not see him until school starts."
Busy taking little Baozi to eat all kinds of delicious food in the capital.
He even took him to his old friend's house to show off that he had finally found his little grandson.
During this period, not only did the little kid have so much fun playing, he also saw that the two elders were in much better spirits and in better condition than before.
"So, just work with peace of mind! We will take good care of Cheng."
"good."
After dinner, the Maybach drove out of the old house and went straight to Ye Wan's studio.
As soon as Ye Wan entered the room, he saw Leng Yixing sitting stiffly in the office.
Throughout the entire month of February, Leng Yixing not only returned to his hometown, but also took his parents to Yancheng for a week-long trip.
Sunshine, beach, blue sky and white clouds.
It’s really fun when playing.
But returning to the imperial capital, I was really nervous.
I got a month's high salary for nothing, not only did I not do anything, I didn't even get to meet a single artist.
Leng Yixing felt like his feet were walking on cotton.
Seeing Ye Wan now, every pore of his body was filled with desire: Boss, please arrange for me to start work immediately! "Brother Leng, let's go!"
After explaining the matter of Ai Xiaomi and Wei Zhiqiu to Qiu Yuze, Ye Wan waved to Leng Yixing, and the two of them went downstairs and headed straight for the airport.
"Sister Wan..."
The plane slid into the clouds. While Ye Wan was reading a book and turning pages, Leng Yixing asked, "When can I start working?"
In other words, when can I have my own artist? "Soon..."
Ye Wan smiled and said, "I promise that you will come empty-handed and return with a full load."
???
So, this time you go to Shanghai, are you going to sign new people?
He breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.
Two hours later, the plane landed at the Magic City Airport.
After asking the driver to deliver the suitcase to the hotel front desk, Ye Wan went to the practice room with Leng Yixing.
As they walked, Ye Wan instructed them, "Don't ask anything, don't say anything, just watch quietly. If they ask, just say you are my assistant."
His eyes flickered slightly, and Leng Yixing vaguely understood something.
So, the newcomers this time are going to be signed from the X-Men team, right? Thinking that he had fully understood Ye Wan's meaning, Leng Yixing ate and lived with the 10 older boys for the next two days, and showed the same concentration as he usually did when treating his newly signed artists.
Leng Yixing also silently observed the 10 people who rushed back for the semi-finals and finals.
Two days passed in a flash.
At 8 pm on Saturday, the semi-finals of the third season of Dancing Teens officially kicked off.
Although it was the middle of the month and the landlord had no surplus food, but what if? If you guys search your pockets again, maybe there is some money? Begging for money pitifully...
(End of this chapter)
