Chapter 92 Want to Make Her Popular
Jiang Zhihan didn't have the heart to refute Song Qingyou.
His eyes were staring at the much dimmed golden light around the opponent without blinking.
Looking at Song Qingyou's performance, she should not be able to see these lights.
But as long as he gets close, the golden light will fly to him.
Song Qingyou wondered why her cat was walking forward and then backing away, and followed the cat's line of sight to look left and right.
"Squeak."
Song Qingyou suddenly became serious.
It caused Jiang Zhihan to raise his eyes.
"Did you see 'dirty things'?"
The 'dirty thing' in her mouth, one can tell it is the existence of supernatural beings.
Jiang Zhihan was momentarily at a loss for words.
Song Qingyou picked up the cat while he was in a daze, "If Zhizhi is afraid, you can stay here with me."
Climb on the bed secretly or something, no need.
Jiang Zhihan moved his paws to push her away, but stopped when he found that all the golden light on Song Qingyou's body had been absorbed by him.
He couldn't wait to see Song Qingyou's face
—Still normal, seems to be OK.
So, what are these golden lights?
Jiang Zhihan couldn't figure it out.
But at this moment, Song Qingyou frowned suddenly: "Hiss—"
"Why do you feel a little headache?"
Jiang Zhihan suddenly became anxious.
I want to raise my paw to touch Song Qingyou's forehead.
"Don't scratch my face."
Song Qingyou pressed his little paw.
Jiang Zhihan saw the other person's face turned pale, and wanted to remind her to call Chen Lan, but his consciousness gradually became blurred.
This feeling is very familiar.
He knew that this was a sign that his consciousness was about to return to its original body.
Last time it was because the cat body was in a life-and-death crisis.
Could it be because of...the light this time?
When his vision was hazy, Jiang Zhihan's eyes fixed on "Influence" on the bedside table.
He came to his senses
—Before Song Qingyou appeared with a golden light all over her body, Chen Lan told her that she had entered the top 200 on the artist influence list.
—If this burst of golden light is the key to his transformation back into a human, wouldn't he have to wait for Song Qingyou to reach the top of the influence list before he can completely get rid of the cat body?
——
Jiangwan Villa Area.
Jiang Zhihan's eyelids moved slightly on the hospital bed.
The alarm in the ward sounded again.
Fang Yan who was sleeping was awakened by the ringing of the bell.
After a while, Jiang Zhihan called.
"I'm sorry to bother you during the break."
Hearing the boss's apology, Fang Yan was flattered: "You don't need to say that, my mobile phone is connected to the hospital siren, if you wake up, I will have a reminder here."
Jiang Zhihan hummed and asked, "How long did I wake up last time?"
"Half an hour, no more, no less."
“Remember to keep track of how long I wake up each time.”
every time? Fang Yan blurted out: "Do you know what's going on with your body?"
"Just a guess."
Jiang Zhihan replied, and directly ordered: "You can contact Song Qingyou's manager later, and tell her that Song Qingyou may not be feeling well, and ask her to check on the situation as soon as possible."
"Huh?" Fang Yan was confused.
"Don't let her agent mention me."
"OK!"
Fang Yan really wanted to know how the boss knew that the starlet was not feeling well.
It's not like they live together... right?
"And one more thing."
Jiang Zhihan's voice pulled back Fang Yan's rushing thoughts.
"Isn't it better to open a new entertainment company to make a celebrity popular in a short period of time?"
Fang Yan's head stopped for two seconds.
"Actually, you just need to invest, invest in film and television projects, and then arrange the artists you want to make popular into the group..."
Halfway through speaking, Fang Yan paused, "May I ask, Mr. Jiang, the one you want to praise, shouldn't it be Ms. Song?"
"Of course it's her."
The tone is firm, as if there are no other artists in the world.
Fang Yan's mouth twitched, "If it's Miss Song...I think it's a bit difficult."
"I watched "Wilderness Survival 3", which is the variety show that Ms. Song participated in... To be honest, Ms. Song doesn't seem like the kind of person who will accept your help for no reason."
Jiang Zhihan hummed, "That's right."
As for the little girl's reluctance to admit defeat, no matter how you look at it, it seems that she only wants to rely on herself.
Even if he was eager to turn back into a human, Jiang Zhihan wanted to respect Song Qingyou's own wishes.
The matter of starting a company is over.
Jiang Zhihan had to finish signing the backlog of company documents while he was recovering.
And the other side.
Chen Lan received a call from a stranger in the middle of the night.
Originally wanted to curse or hang up, but the other party said:
"Hello, Ms. Chen, I am Fang Yan, the assistant to the president of Jiangyuan Group."
The two richest families in China, one is the richest Lu family and the other is the Jiang family.
This is almost universally known.
So hearing the words 'Jiangyuan Group', Chen Lan was a little dizzy, "You, what did you say?"
Fang Yan had no choice but to repeat it again, and then said: "Mr. Jiang told me that I must contact you. Ms. Song Qingyou seems to be not feeling well..."
Fang Yan finished his explanation, and specifically reminded Chen Lan not to mention Jiang Zhihan in front of Song Qingyou.
Chen Lan only felt his head buzzing, and his attention stayed on the phrase 'Mr. Jiang explained'.
Fortunately, no matter how shocked, Chen Lan still remembered the business.
So I ran to the hotel where the crew stayed at two o'clock in the morning.
——
Just after dawn, Song Qingyou sat up from the bed.
She raised her hand, and the cat that had been crushed all night jumped out of bed like a rocket.
Jiang Zhihan was only awake for 20 minutes last night. After waking up, he still found himself unable to move. He was in a bad mood right now.
Song Qingyou watched her cat run back to the cat's nest, and was about to tease her when she suddenly froze when she stretched.
She turned her head slowly.
Facing a pair of bloodshot eyes.
The owner of the eyes showed a miserable smile.
"Are you awake?"
Song Qingyou shuddered and leaned back with her upper body.
After seeing clearly that it was Chen Lan, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Lan, why are you here?"
Compared with the reason why Chen Lan was here, Song Qingyou was more surprised that someone had entered her room and she didn't know it.
Did she sleep like a pig last night?
Thinking of this, Song Qingyou couldn't help frowning.
Last night, she seemed to suddenly feel a headache, and then fell asleep in a daze?
"Still asking me why I'm here." Chen Lan rolled her eyes, "You must have been unwell last night, right? I f*cked up guarding you here all night!"
Song Qingyou was suspicious: "Sister Lan, how did she know that I was not feeling well? I remember that I didn't send you a message..."
"Cough—" Chen Lan was suddenly at a loss for words.
She memorized Assistant President Jiang's orders last night, and thought that if Song Qingyou didn't wake up in the morning, she would call an ambulance directly.
Thinking about it... I forgot all the explanations...
"Then what, I'm your manager after all. I've been with you for a long time. If there's something wrong with you, I also have a telepathy. A woman's sixth sense. Is this normal?"
"I came here last night because I thought you might be uncomfortable!"
At the end, Chen Lan almost believed it herself!
Just a little afraid to look Song Qingyou in the eye.
Yesterday I thought I misremembered the release time
Didn’t see it in the morning
As a result, I remember correctly
Then I forgot to update
I just want to cry
(T▽T)
So today is eight thousand
(Thanks to Xiaolin, Zhengzheng ykx, I think there are two grapefruits, which are the monthly tickets cast by Little Bread)
(end of this chapter)