"Hmm? Did Auntie and Xiaochuan talk about who they're going to find as their uncle?"
"Uncle Yan, he's the one who sang with my aunt on TV a few days ago."
Luo Qingyan, who came out to see if the kid was asleep, heard this and walked up to Luo Zhenchuan, "Did your aunt really say that?"
"Yeah, I'm going to sleep now!" Luo Zhenchuan twisted his body and got out of Ye Zhiqiu's arms, and ran back to his room.
Luo Qingyan folded her arms and watched him close the door.
Ye Zhiqiu asked: "Do you know this Yan Huaiqing?"
"I heard he's a very talented singer-songwriter, two years younger than Manman, and a relatively low-key person. I've never dealt with him, but I have worked with his brother Yan Weiqing in business."
"Yan Weiqing is a very capable person. He only associates with people from the same circle as him and keeps himself clean."
"The elder brother has a good reputation, and the younger brother may not be much worse."
"Yan Huaiqing signed with Zongshen Media. The actual shareholder of Zongshen Media is Duan Shizhang, who grew up with the Yan brothers as a good friend."
Luo Qingyan has been in Mingcheng for so many years, and has inquired about everything in order to help his sister enter the entertainment industry. Others may not know the relationship between Yan Huaiqing and Zongheng Media, but Luo Qingyan wants to know and it is not impossible to find out with some effort.
He also knows a little about the background of various celebrities in the entertainment industry.
Ye Zhiqiu nodded, "Then it sounds like this Yan Huaiqing is okay."
"We'll have to wait a while to know whether it'll work or not. It's not okay to kidnap my precious sister so easily." Luo Qingyan went to Luo Zhenchuan's room to see if he had covered himself with the quilt.
The next morning at eight o'clock, Yan Huaiqing got up, had breakfast and walked around the house. At ten o'clock, he went downstairs and drove to Hunan Vegetable Garden. He arrived at ten forty-five.
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Luo Qingman, asking her when she was going to leave.
"Eleven o'clock. It only takes half an hour to get there from my home. It's almost lunch time. You haven't arrived yet, have you?"
Yan Huaiqing, who left more than an hour earlier, said: "No, I'm leaving now. My home is a little far away."
The snow in Mingcheng stopped the day before yesterday. There was a thick layer of snow in the garden. With nothing to do, Yan Huaiqing put on gloves and took a bottle of mineral water to carve a snow sculpture.
The boss of Xiaoyuan came over while eating sunflower seeds and asked, "Huaiqing, where are you going? You made an appointment for lunch, but you came a little too early."
"I want to carve a snowman. Do you have a fruit knife? I had nothing to do at home, so I came here early."
"It's so cold, young people are full of energy. There's a fruit knife in the kitchen. Come with me."
"Brother Qijia, you are not even thirty yet, you are still a young man." Yan Huaiqing followed him after hearing that, looking at the snow outside, and said, "I feel uneasy, let's go out and get some cold."
"Why? When I see you normally, you seem to be very sure about many things."
"I am pretty sure about many things, but I am still a little nervous this time."
"Who did you invite over for dinner today?"
"The person I like." Yan Huaiqing's eyes and eyebrows couldn't help but become gentle when he thought of her.
"No wonder, when I decided to confess my feelings to your sister-in-law, I didn't sleep the whole night before, so that I could know who you liked?"
"I brought her here last time."
"Luo Qingman?"
"Yes, it's her."
"You have good taste. Your sister-in-law is also a fan of her."
"It sounds like many people around me are her fans." From his sister, to Jiang Rang, to his friend's wife, and even him, they have liked her for many years.
It's just his liking, not just the liking a fan has for his idol.
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