Shan Yiqian sighed and smiled politely: "I'm really embarrassed.

Actually, we heard that Z Yan is here.”

As she said that, she took out her business card from her bag, "I am Shan Yiqian from City C to search for dreams."

The agent took the business card and glanced at Shan Yiqian again, "So what?"

"I want to meet Mr. Z Yan."

"See z?"

When the agent heard this, he chuckled, "If everyone who says he wants to see him, then he will be exhausted every day?"

Shan Yiqian: "..."                                                                                                                            

She lowered her voice and said to Liang Shao: "It was wrong for us to break up privately, so let's say a few words."

"Miss Shan."

The agent played with the business card in his hand and said indifferently: "Since you are in this industry, you should understand the rules.

This attitude and way of doing things make me doubt your professionalism.

Even if Z Yan really wants to return to China to hold an exhibition in the future, you will not become our preferred choice.”

"How do you talk..."                                                                                                                            �

Shan Yiqian frowned and called Liang Shao, pulling her behind him.

At the ridiculous sight of the man in front of him, Shan Yiqian calmly and self-controlled, and her expression remained unchanged, "Yes, today is indeed a rash for me and my friends."

We sincerely apologize to Z Yan.”

"If the apology is useful, what else do the police do?"

"Hey! Why are you so unreasonable!"

Liang Shao couldn't bear to listen anymore and finally couldn't help but choke.

The agent laughed and said sarcastically: "Yes, this lady also knows that I am a reasonable party, right?"

"You..."                                                                                                                              

Suddenly, a gentle and jade-like male voice came slowly.

Shan Yiqian and Liang Shao looked in the direction where the sound came out.

There was a room at the end of the corridor with a door open, and a blurry back stood there.

Intuition tells them that it is zyan!                                                                                                                         

Has it disturbed you?"

As he said that, he glared at Shan Yiqian and Liang Shao fiercely.

"I'll handle it right away, you can go in and rest."

"Who is it?"

z Yan asked.

Wen Xu sighed and walked towards him quickly.

The two of them said something, Wen Xu came back and said to Shan Yiqian, "Come with me, let me go."

"I?"

Shan Yiqian was disbelief when she heard this.

“What about me?

I!"

Liang Shao was anxious and pointed at himself, "What should I do?"

Wen Xu rolled her eyes and sneered: "Zi Yan said he wanted to see her, you?"

Wait here.”

"Why! Why is this happening!"

Liang Shao screamed in disappointment.

Wen Xu frowned and warned her: "Miss, please keep quiet.

Otherwise, please go downstairs and wait."

"I know, I know."

Liang Shao pursed his lips.

At least it is closer to Z Yan, which is also considered psychological comfort.

Looking at Shan Yiqian, she encouraged her eyes: Go.

Shan Yiqian nodded and followed Wenxu toward Z Yan's room.

It was a large suite. Wen Xu asked her to wait in the living room and then entered the inner room.

After a while, Wen Xu came out and asked Shan Yiqian, "Z Yan asked me to ask you, what are you doing here?"

After breathing out, Shan Yiqian immediately showed off her professional attitude and said respectfully: "That's right, I have the honor to visit Mr. Z Yan's private art exhibition this time.

At the art exhibition, I found that Mr. Z Yan's personal style seemed to have changed."

When she said this, Wen Xu's eyes flashed with surprise.

Shan Yiqian continued: "Although I don't know what the reason for this style change, I think Mr. Z Yan's paintings should not be limited to foreign countries.

Now the conditions of all parties in China are becoming more and more mature, and Mr. Z Yan may consider returning to the country to hold an art exhibition."

"What you mean is to cooperate with Xunmeng, that is, to cooperate with you, right?"

Wen Xu followed Shan Yiqian's words, concise and to the point.

Shan Yiqian answered openly and generously: "Yes."

The word "yes" reflects her confidence in herself.

Wen Xu looked at her for a while, nodded and smiled, "Okay, I understand, please wait a moment for Miss Shan."

"etc."

Seeing Wen Xu turning around and leaving, he should be going to convey what he meant just now to Z Yan.

"Mr. Wen, my friend and I just now...I hope you can forgive our misconduct."

It turned out that she was still thinking about what she said just now, even if she returned to China to hold an exhibition in the future, she would not be their preferred sentence.

Wen Xu looked at Shan Yiqian and smiled and said, "Miss Shan, I am a person with clear distinction between public and private affairs."

Miss Shan's words just now have touched me.

I will keep it intact and will never add any more fuel and fire to Z.

As for whether he wants to go back to hold an exhibition, whether he wants to work with Xunmeng, and cooperate with you, it is all his idea and his decision.”

After hearing Wen Xu's words, Shan Yiqian smiled knowingly, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

"Miss Shan, please wait."

After Wen Xu finished speaking, he turned around and went in.

Shan Yiqian exhaled, held her hands tightly, and waited for a reply in the living room nervously and expectantly.

Not long after, the warmth came out.

Just seeing his expression, Shan Yiqian's heart suddenly sank.

That's not, a good expression.

"Mr. Wen," restrained, Shan Yiqian smiled politely, "What does Mr. Z Yan say?"

Wen Xu shook his head and said with great regret: "Sorry, Miss Shan, said that he will not cooperate with you."

"Why?"

The words were not passed through my brain and asked abruptly.

Shan Yiqian licked her lower lip and asked anxiously: "Can I know the reason?"

Wen Xu said: "Z Yan said that he doesn't like people who cause trouble."

"What?

stir up trouble?"

"Ms. Shan, I miss you to hear about Miss Xiao."

“Shalolo?

Yes, I, I know."

"Ms. Shan, although Miss Xiao took it upon herself, Z Yan has his own principles of doing things.
To be continued...