"Are you guessing or did I previously give you my phone number?" Li Xingwan asked right away.
Pei Yibo laughed, a sincere kind of laugh. "Miss Li didn’t leave a phone number before, you left a WeChat account."
The original owner really lived up to her reputation. A phone number was too risky. Leaving WeChat wouldn’t expose her.
After all, there are a lot of users.
"You didn’t ask to go out for drinks again afterward, did you?"
"You told me to wait for your call, always ready."
Li Xingwan felt like knocking her out. At least this never blew up in the media.
Otherwise, considering the young stars and top models she knew before, and now him, it would probably kill her again.
"Okay, I got it," Li Xingwan said. "But in the future, you should mention me less in front of the cameras. Don’t create unnecessary scandals, and your company, I’ll give them a call too, to take good care of you."
There was silence on the other end. "Miss Li, don’t you plan on signing me?"
His abilities were strong.
"I don’t have a studio right now."
"I saw on your Weibo that you’ve registered already. Whenever Miss Li is ready to sign, I can break the contract with my current company and sign with you."
It was only then that she realized something. This Pei Yibo didn’t seem as ordinary as he appeared on camera.
Was he hiding his real identity?
However, she indeed was considering her own studio. Plus, he had strong capabilities, a talent worth nurturing.
"I’ll think about it."
Li Xingwan had just finished speaking when she suddenly felt someone standing behind her. She turned around sharply and found the person somewhat familiar.
"Madam," the person broke the silence by greeting her.
It was then that Li Xingwan remembered, this seemed to be Fu Chengzhou’s secretary.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes briefly scanning the surroundings. However, she didn’t see anyone else.
"It’s ," the secretary began. "President Fu came over for some urgent business talks and is currently at the manor. He said to look for him after you’re done with your affairs here."
Li Xingwan had found the video where she drank too much with her best friend before Chengzhou returned. It was now on his phone.
But none of these people had seen it.
Only President Fu had watched it.
"Mr. Fu is here too?"
She remembered the message he sent her in the morning, saying he would pick her up personally after her recording in the next two days.
Why was he already at the manor?
After some thought, Li Xingwan stepped closer to the secretary. "Secretary, tell me, President Fu didn’t watch my live broadcast just now, did he?"
How was the secretary supposed to answer that?
President Fu had not just started watching recently; he had been watching since Miss Li began broadcasting.
"You’ll need to ask him personally about that."
His secretary was worthy of his title, not revealing a thing.
"Then I’ll be going first."
After the secretary had left, Li Xingwan hurried back to the hall.
Not far away, Wu Qianqing was watching the scene, but Li Xingwan didn’t notice.
She sometimes envied Li Xingwan, who spoke her mind openly and freely. It was said that her relationship with President Fu was the envy of others.
There was a time when Wu Qianqing longed for that too.