Not to mention Vice President Qian, Song Zichen was scared by Lin Zhanyan.

Song Zichen touched his forehead through his hair—

It turns out that he is not the first person to be beaten by Lin Zhanyan.

Vice President Qian saw Lin Zhanyan's fist and retreated several times on the conditional launch, pointing at Lin Zhanyan with trembling fingers: "You-I have heard of it. You have hit Mr. Xiao Song on. Now you want to attack me again. Be careful that Mr. Xiao Song will settle the score with you!"

"I dare to hit him, do you think I'm afraid of him?" Lin Zhanyan was of course afraid. He had seen how terrible Song Zichen's power was, but she must not lose to this greasy and disgusting old man in terms of momentum. "I wish you could call Song Zichen on the way to the hospital and said you were beaten up by me."

"I understand-" Vice President Qian looked like a sudden realization, "You want to attract Mr. Xiao Song's attention!"

Lin Zhanyan: “…”

"Lin Zhanyan, I advise you to give up sooner." Vice President Qian laughed dryly, "Old Song is not annoying to female artists. You cannot succeed. I advise you, if you follow me, I will give you a hundred times more resources than you do now!"

Lin Zhanyan gave up talking to Vice President Qian and began to look for weapons everywhere.

"You-" Vice President Qian roared, "Lin Zhanyan, you dare!"

"Don't you know best if I dare?"

Lin Zhanyan opened the fire cabinet and acted to take out the fire extinguisher inside.

Vice President Qian was really scared this time, so he turned around and ran away.

Lin Zhanyan blew and before he could close the door of the fire cabinet, he heard a familiar and very annoying voice:

"Can you pick up a fire extinguisher?"

"...Song Zichen?" Lin Zhanyan was a little confused, "Why, your company sends tickets to let company executives receive the influence of art?"

Song Zichen ignored Lin Zhanyan's ridicule and went straight to the point and asked, "How do you know Vice President Qian?"

"..." Lin Zhanyan turned her head and pointed to a painting on the wall, "This painting..."

"Lin Zhanyan?" Song Zichen signaled Lin Zhanyan not to change the topic.

“…”

After a while, Lin Zhanyan moved back to her eyes and looked at Song Zichen.

However, she didn't speak for a long time.

Song Zichen's hands were still in his pockets of his trousers, with a handsome and handsome posture. He pointed his chin outside the door, "There is a cafe next to the exhibition hall. Let me invite you to have a cup of coffee?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan didn't look like drinking coffee. She just felt that she should have said something to Song Zichen in person, so she nodded.

"Let's go."

Song Zichen took the lead in walking out, Lin Zhanyan kept a five-step distance from him and followed him.

Lin Zhanyan knew since childhood that her skin was the greatest gift from fate to her. She had become accustomed to being noticed, watched, and discussed.

However, Song Zichen let her appreciate what a real "luminous body" is.

They walked one after another, but at this moment, almost no one noticed her. Regardless of men and women, everyone's eyes were focused on Song Zichen.

Two young girls recognized Song Zichen and asked if they could take a photo with him. He politely refused. The girl showed no sign of injury, but instead watched him leave the building with excitement.

Lin Zhanyan witnessed how popular Song Zichen was throughout the whole process, and shook his head secretly.

It's really right that he insists on the non-marriageism!

He has a natural physique for attracting bees and butterflies, and is not suitable for getting married at all.

Marrying him is equivalent to suffering - you have to live a worried life every day!

Seven minutes later, the two entered the cafe and sat down in an inconspicuous corner.

After ordering good coffee, Song Zichen randomly found a topic, "Are you here to see the exhibition?"

"Otherwise," Lin Zhanyan asked, "Will you come to see you?"

"How can you compare me with those exhibits?" Song Zichen expressed his dissatisfaction, "I obviously look better."

"...Li Li gave me a ticket, and I came to the exhibition." Lin Zhanyan emphasized, "I have never seen someone as narcissistic as you."

"How could it be that I haven't seen it before?" Song Zichen said, "Did you never look in the mirror?"

Lin Zhanyan: “…”

"Wait!" Song Zichen suddenly realized something, "Did your ticket be given by Lili? My ticket... was given by Jiayan."

"They... won't do such a boring thing, right?" Lin Zhanyan paused, "Besides, I'm a pass, Li Li doesn't know when I will come to the exhibition."

"Don't care about this." Song Zichen waved his hand and took the topic they talked about in the exhibition hall. "When did you meet Vice President Qian of our company?"

"...A few years ago, after I took that advertisement, an agent in your company came to me and said he wanted to sign me. His condition was to let me talk to Vice President Qian in person." Lin Zhanyan spread his hands, "I have seen him several times."

Later, Lin Zhanyan did not become an artist of Song Media.

Song Zichen could guess what happened in the middle without asking.

"You rejected Vice President Qian, what about?" Song Zichen seemed to find it interesting and stared at Lin Zhanyan for a moment.

"Then--" Lin Zhanyan spread his hands, "You have seen it, I'm so weird."

“…”

"I know the influence of Song Media Group in the circle." Lin Zhanyan paused for two seconds before continuing, "I just didn't expect that you can really directly decide a person's life and death."

After she rejected Vice President Qian, Vice President Qian still did not give up and came to find her several times, but she did not dare to force herself.

She was just consuming with him.

Vice President Qian interfered with it. If she failed to take advantage of the situation, she could not expand her popularity and influence.

Later, Vice President Qian finally gave up on her, and she missed the best development period, from prosperous to lukewarm, to the point where she almost became cold now.

"It's not too late for you to know now." Song Zichen suddenly leaned forward and pulled the distance between Lin Zhanyan, "You shouldn't apologize to me, right?"

...Damn it!

Lin Zhanyan did plan to say "I'm sorry" to Song Zichen, but now seeing Song Zichen like this, she feels like a big fool.

If she apologized, Song Zichen wouldn't crawl onto her head?

However, she still has to take responsibility for what she has done.

"Yes, I want to say sorry to you." Lin Zhanyan paused and emphasized, "It's not because I finally knew the power of the Song Media Group, but because I want to say sorry to you."

Song Zichen sat upright, leaned back, his long legs naturally overlapped, raised his eyebrows, "Why did you suddenly want to apologize to me?"

"...Hey, do you know, your move was quite handsome just now." Lin Zhanyan repeated the movement of Song Zichen leaning back and crossing his legs, "——This is it. When you come on the show in the future, when the camera is brought to you, you will do this action. I guarantee that the barrage will make you look handsome!"

"..." Song Zichen knocked on the table with no end, "Do you think I am not sure about how handsome I am? Answer my question!"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Song Zichen, the narcissist, would not even take her tricks.

She accepted her fate and said, "Because I was indeed wrong this time."

Song Zichen smiled and asked with interest: "Tell me what's wrong with you. Say one by one, be good at it, have you heard?"

"..." Lin Zhanyan convinced herself to temporarily endure Song Zichen's greed, "I misunderstood you and thought it was you who complained to our company's leaders, so our company would not dare to renew the contract with me."

"Hmph!" Song Zichen looked arrogant and looked unwilling to look at Lin Zhanyan. "I actually imagined me as such a low-key person! If I go to complain to your leader, I don't have to ask for it, your boss will force you to apologize to me."

"..." Lin Zhanyan smiled apologetically and cursed in her heart: He was so arrogant!

Song Zichen lifted up the bangs on his forehead, revealing the small wound that began to scab, "Where are you, aren't you going to say something?"

"One code is one code." Lin Zhanyan became serious, "I will never apologize to you!"

Song Zichen: “…”

Lin Zhanyan reviewed Song Zichen's wound from scratch, "You made a mistake first, it has nothing to do with me. If I don't know you, you just joked with me, what's wrong with you? Do you want to tell me that Director Nie's plan to me is ill-treated, and you are equivalent to helping me? But have you ever thought, do I need your help?"

“…”

Song Zichen felt that Lin Zhanyan was like holding an arrow and stabbing it into his heart.

This bold woman is so bold.

"Forget it, I've said this thing over." Song Zichen would not say even if he died, he was really afraid of Lin Zhanyan, so he chose to change the topic, "Do you... understand art?"

"Compared with the authors of the artworks in the exhibition hall, I definitely don't understand art." Lin Zhanyan changed the subject, "but he should know a little more than someone like you."

"I'm really polite to speak." Song Zichen stood up and said, "Do you remember what my living room looks like? I want to buy a painting and hang it in the living room. You can go with me and choose one for me."

"...We are not suitable for us to appear together now, right?" Lin Zhanyan pulled out her mask. "If you are recognized, your fans will not only be able to call me hugging you."

"Hey, talking about this-" Song Zichen suddenly approached Lin Zhanyan, "You don't like pig's trotters that day-what does it mean?"

"...It's nothing, Mr. Song, don't think too much." Lin Zhanyan took out a fisherman's hat from his bag and put it on, "Don't you want to buy a painting and hang it in the living room? I'll accompany you to see it and help you find a painting that meets your personality, has a very high artistic taste, and has investment value!"

"Hmph!" Song Zichen threatened, "If you dare to fool me..."
Chapter completed!