65: Chapter 65 I feel like I'm not clean anymore

Meanwhile, in Li Qian's office at Tongxing Entertainment Company.

A young woman with a heart-shaped face, phoenix eyes, and a pear-shaped figure sat on the sofa, her eyes scanning the furnishings in the office.

Seeing that a company manager's office was actually so small and simply decorated,

a sense of superiority involuntarily welled up in her heart.

This was far too different from her Hanhan's office; it wasn't even as luxurious as her own office as an assistant.

"Ms. Fan, please have some coffee!"

"May I ask what brings you to our company?"

Li Qian placed a steaming cup of coffee on the table.

"Manager Li, right? I am the assistant to the top star, Lu Han."

"I'm here today mainly because my Hanhan wants Young Master Ping to write a song for him. Oh, and it has to be a love song."

"Knowing he writes songs very quickly, we'll give him three days. That shouldn't be a problem."

After Ms. Fan finished speaking as if it were only natural, she crossed her legs and elegantly stirred the warm coffee.

A flash of disgust crossed Li Qian's eyes. If Chen Shaoping hadn't specifically reminded her this morning, she would have kicked this self-righteous woman out long ago.

She suppressed her anger and smoothed her chest before forcing a fake smile.

"Ms. Fan, Young Master Ping has been very busy lately and has absolutely no time to write songs."

"If Lu Han wants to request a song, I'll mention it to him in a while when he's more free."

"Bang!!"

Ms. Fan slammed the coffee cup onto the table with a sharp clink.

She questioned incredulously, "Did you hear me clearly? Our Hanhan is asking him to write a song. Shouldn't he put aside all his other trivial matters and focus wholeheartedly on this?"

"We are giving him a boost. If he writes it well and Hanhan includes it in his album, do you know how many fans he could gain?"

"The songs he writes would immediately be able to sell at the highest market price in the industry."

Li Qian suppressed the urge to kick her out, but her expression turned sour.

"Madam, is there anything else? If not, I'll have to ask you to leave."

"I'm really too busy to entertain you."

Ms. Fan couldn't believe her ears. She hadn't expected such a small company to actually dare to issue an order to leave.

However, this also suited her purpose; she didn't want to stay here any longer anyway.

She immediately stood up, her high heels clicking loudly, and let out a contemptuous laugh.

"Heh!"

"Sigh! People from small households are just so petty."

"Giving you an opportunity, and you're just useless."

Watching her departing figure, Li Qian resisted the urge to go up, grab her hair, and give her a beating.

She lifted her right foot and kicked the sofa hard.

"Ouch!!"

"It hurts!"

On the other side.

Wang Bo followed Hao Mei into the office. As soon as the door closed, Hao Mei's eyes lit up with passion, burning like fire.

"Oh! Bo! I've finally met you in person!" She grabbed Wang Bo's arm with surprisingly great strength.

"Do you know? Your big sister has liked you since your debut. I'm your most loyal fan!"

Wang Bo got goosebumps all over and felt something was wrong. He tried hard to pull his arm away, but it wouldn't budge.

"Director Hao, look, we should sign up first..." He hadn't forgotten the purpose of coming up and asked tentatively.

"Call me Big Sister!" Hao Mei interrupted reproachfully, pulling out a form as if by magic. "Fill it out! Fill it out right here! I'll watch you write!"

She was practically pressed against Wang Bo's back, her finger pointing at the form. "Here, yes... Oh, your handwriting is so handsome! Just as spirited as you are!"

Wang Bo gritted his teeth and filled it out rapidly, wanting to finish as quickly as possible.

After he finally finished, Hao Mei snatched the form away and slapped it on the table without even looking: "Tongxing Entertainment Company, I know."

She quickly signed her name on the form and said firmly, "Done! My word is final!"

Wang Bo looked closely at the form. Seeing no issues, he prepared to get up and leave.

He was frightened by Director Hao's enthusiasm.

Before he could act, Director Hao gently pulled the form away.

"Bo, you're handsome enough on TV, but in person, you're even more incredible! This skin, these eyes..." She sat on the armrest of the sofa right next to Wang Bo, her burning gaze scanning his face back and forth.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"I just adore this face of yours."

After saying that, her hands reached for Wang Bo's cheeks.

Wang Bo turned his head to the other side and simultaneously shifted his buttocks to the other end of the sofa.

Trying to distance himself from her.

"Sister Hao, since the registration is complete, I'll be going now. I won't disturb your work."

After Wang Bo finished speaking, he prepared to get up and grab the registration form on the table, feeling immense regret in his heart.

Why didn't he rush out the moment she finished signing?

"Bo! No rush. I've always had a wish, which is to take a photo with you. You'll fulfill it for me, won't you?"

As Hao Mei spoke, she leaned toward Wang Bo, sticking to him like a plaster.

Wang Bo stood up abruptly. Caught off guard, Hao Mei was pulled along and stumbled, nearly falling.

He instinctively reached out to steady her, but pulled back as if he'd touched an electric fence just before he made contact.

"Sister, let's take the photo."

"I can leave after we take it, right?"

Hao Mei steadied herself and complained, "Bo, don't you even dare to help a girl up?"

"What a true gentleman!"

She grabbed Wang Bo's arm and pressed her head tightly against his shoulder. "Click, click," she took over a dozen photos in a row, muttering, "I'll develop these later and put them on my desk!"

Finally, when Wang Bo wasn't paying attention, she planted a red lipstick mark on his cheek.

Wang Bo jerked back as if he'd been electrocuted, his face instantly filled with horror and disgust.

He froze for a moment, filled with regret, feeling like he had let Li Qian down.

After forcefully breaking free from Hao Mei, he grabbed the registration form and rushed downstairs as if he were escaping.

From behind, Hao Mei's infatuated voice could vaguely be heard, "My Bobo, even when he's running away, he's so stylish. I love him to death."

Back in the car, Chen Shaoping was driving with a smile that suggested his scheme had succeeded.

He looked at Wang Bo in the passenger seat, who had a dark expression and was constantly using tissues to wipe the red mark off his face.

He was almost rubbing a layer of skin off.

"Chen Shaoping, did you do this on purpose? Did you know that Director Hao was a fanatic fan, which is why you brought me along?"

The more Wang Bo thought about it, the more something felt wrong. Not only did he bring him along, but he had also explained everything in the car beforehand.

He had been as silly as a puppet, letting himself be manipulated.

Seeing Wang Bo's miserable state, Chen Shaoping barely held back his laughter, thinking to himself: I didn't expect him to actually get smarter after being 'educated' by a fan's love.

"Second Bo, is that the kind of person I am in your heart?..."

"Besides, don't you like fans the most? Now that a fan likes you, you're unhappy."

"You're really hard to please!"

"But she was too... too enthusiastic. I feel like I'm no longer clean. I'm sorry, Qianqian!"

"Waaaah!"