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Chapter 21 Rub heat
Chapter 21 Hotness
Shen Wenqian asked a few more words, and Ruan Qi calmly responded.
Shen Wenqian, who gradually calmed down, felt that his brain might have been eaten by a dog just now.
Ruan Qi doesn’t play games, how can he know myq?
Shen Wenqian: "So, you came to the Dynasty Club for...?"
"See a friend." Ruan Qi answered with a smile.
Shen Wenqian has no hobby of inquiring about people's privacy. He nodded, holding the car key and raising his foot towards the elevator.
"Shall we get out of VIP?" he said as he walked.
Who knows, Ruan Qi behind him suddenly said—
"No. Go through the gate."
Shen Wenqian mixed his left foot with his right foot and almost fell on the ground.
He turned his head to look at Ruan Qi, the horror on his face was enough to scare a three-year-old child from crying.
"Sister," he said, "Do you know how many paparazzi outside the Dynasty Hall?"
Huangchao Club is the top club in the imperial capital. Because of its privacy, businessmen, politicians, and celebrities like to come here for gatherings or business talks.
The paparazzi couldn't enter the clubhouse, so they simply squatted outside. Maybe they could take advantage of the celebrity artists to get in and out of the clubhouse and get some gossip.
Shen Wenqian is not as famous as those celebrities, but he is a gold-medal agent, and recently he has harassed female artists. As long as he walks out of the clubhouse door now, 10,000 cameras will immediately hit his face.
Shen Wenqian patiently analyzed the infeasibility of going through the door to Ruan Qi.
Ruan Qi listened with a smile, then nodded softly.
"I understand everything you say."
Shen Wenqian breathed a sigh of relief.
Ruan Qi: "But I still have to go through the door."
Shen Wenqian did not come up in a breath, his eyes turned black.
He tremblingly pointed at Ruan Qi: "You..."
"In your entertainment industry, there is a word called "Ceng fever, right?" Ruan Qi asked suddenly.
Shen Wenqian was confused by the skipping nature of this topic.
He slowed down for a while, and gradually understood, "Are you trying to... rub my heat?!"
Ruan Qi smiled and nodded.
Shen Wenqian's lips twitched fiercely, and he almost knelt down.
"Miss Ruan, sister Ruan, Zuzong Ruan, do you know what I look like now?" He pointed to the black and shiny metal lampshade on the corridor wall, "My current reputation is as black as this lampshade. If you rub me I guarantee that you will be thrown over by Yao Xue’s fans when you go out tomorrow."
Yao Xue, is the female artist who announced the video and cried about Shen Wenqian harassing her.
Ruan Qi glanced at the black to glowing metal lampshade, peach blossom eyes bend.
"Although it's dark, it's also considered famous, isn't it?"
Shen Wenqian had nothing to say when she asked.
With his current heat, if Ruan Qi walked out of the clubhouse with him, she would definitely be famous.
However, as an agent, he does not want his artists to appear in front of the public in this way.
"Miss Ruan, although black and red are also considered red, this road is difficult. You..."
"I have no plans to go the black and red route."
Shen Wenqian: "...then you still?"
"I have my reason naturally." Ruan Qi lowered his head, tidyed up the hem of his skirt, and then showed him a sweet smile.
"Let's go, Manager Shen Da."
She turned sideways and made a "please" gesture to Shen Wenqian—
"Trust your sister Ruan, and you will live forever."
—*—*—
As expected by Shen Wenqian, when he and Ruan Qi wearing masks walked out of the gate of the Imperial Hall, several shutter sounds were heard not far away.
"I'm going to pick up the car, you..." Shen Wenqian looked around weakly and said to Ruan Qi, "You just stand here, don't answer anyone who asks you. I'll be back soon."
Ruan Qi nodded obediently.
Shen Wenqian strode away.
As soon as he walked on his front foot, a man with a camera on his back didn't know where he came from.
(End of this chapter)
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