Xie Cheng was silent, "I want to know that too!"
Qi Feng abruptly changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, it’s nothing big, but Yuran seems very outstanding now, you know? The ending theme song of ’General’s Token,’ the one we made into a series for sale, priced at 20 yuan, has already sold over three million copies so far.
Although the impact of Lao Ji and Han Yunfei certainly plays a certain role, the intrinsic value of the song itself is also undeniable. Moreover, the feedback from Diyang Entertainment’s recording studio for her has been very positive.
I really wonder if the Yuran you talked about before and the Yuran now are the same person? Could it be that you’re holding onto your own prejudices and treating her with a dismissive attitude!"
"Am I that kind of person?" Xie Cheng couldn’t believe it, the Yuran from before was indeed...
Qi Feng retorted, "Aren’t you?"
Xie Cheng: "..." Ask me a couple more times, and I’ll start to think it’s true.
Xie Cheng was immensely annoyed by Qi Feng and casually blurted out a few words before hanging up the phone.
The items Bo Yan asked him to buy weren’t few at all; after paying for them, he looked at the two large bags of groceries, his eye twitching as he resigned himself to delivering them to Museli.
But when the door opened and he saw Bo Yan that next second, he almost dropped everything he was holding.
The Bo Yan in front of him couldn’t be more domestic.
Dressed in dark blue home wear, with slippers and somewhat fluffy and messy hair, he added a more relaxed touch to his usual rigid image. Even though he was used to seeing Bo Yan in his domestic state, Bo Yan in Yuran’s home was completely different.
Xie Cheng stepped outside, then took a serious look at the door number, making sure he wasn’t at the wrong place, before coming back in, "Great actor Bo, are you really prepared to be the essential good man of the household?"
Bo Yan didn’t respond; he took the groceries from Xie Cheng and strode to the kitchen as if he knew exactly where everything went, placing each item in the refrigerator neatly.
Xie Cheng didn’t move, just followed him around, watching this icy and aloof superstar from the screen working so hard in someone else’s house, leaving him speechless.
After putting things away, seeing that Xie Cheng still hadn’t left, Bo Yan said unceremoniously, "Why are you still here? There’s no dinner for you, so you’d better hurry off to wherever you’re supposed to go."
Xie Cheng was dumbfounded: "I bought so much stuff and ran an errand, and now I can’t even ask for a glass of water?"
Upon hearing this, Bo Yan actually took out his phone in front of Xie Cheng and tapped a few times; Xie Cheng’s phone rang several times. He took it out and saw that Bo Yan had transferred two yuan to him.
He looked up at Bo Yan, confused, as Bo Yan put his phone back in his pocket and walked toward the door, saying, "Go buy yourself a bottle of water."
As he spoke, he reached the door and even opened it for Xie Cheng.
This guy is an animal! Absolutely inhumane.
Xie Cheng was furious, clutching his phone and gritting his teeth. He stormed out only for the door to close immediately behind him.
After finishing her morning classes, Yuran received a call from Qi Younian and, to her surprise, he brought her good news, "Yuran, Xuan Ze has finalized you."
Initially startled, she then laughed, uncertain, "Really, me?"
Qi Younian couldn’t help but laugh, "Send me a copy of your class schedule; I’ll act as your agent temporarily until you find a suitable one. I’m on it for now."
Yuran, "I have a candidate for the agent position, but you’ll need to take care of her for a bit. How are you coming along with the paperwork on your end? If there’s anything I can help with, just tell me."
Qi Younian, "No need, I know quite a few people here, and everything that needs to be done is almost settled. If you’ve already got a candidate, then I won’t look further. Send your class schedule over."