Chapter 218: 217 The Magical Strategy Takes Effect Again
Han Yixuan sat on the sofa in the room, just two steps away was Wang Heng sitting on the edge of the bed. The two faced each other, each holding a beer can, and pulled open the tab.
Continuing the previous topic, Wang Heng analyzed: “Since the program group doesn’t object, that’s good. The resident singer work at the bar can be paused for a bit. A price of two hundred a day is really too low for her now. I’m not very clear on how much music festivals generally offer singers, but it’s definitely much higher than this.”
Han Yixuan nodded: “That’s what I think too, but if I directly tell that bar that I won’t go anymore, wouldn’t that be a bit inappropriate?”
Wang Heng: “Of course we won’t do it that extremely. After all, we got through the toughest times thanks to them. Singing there occasionally in the future to help pull some popularity is fine, but going every day like before won’t do.”
Han Yixuan: “What I’m considering is whether to change going every day to going once every three days…”
Wang Heng shook his head slightly: “That still won’t work, there would be a lot of trouble. For example, if someone invites Xiao Le to sing later, but finds out she’s singing for two hundred a show at a certain bar, wouldn’t they use that as a reason to temporarily lower the price?”
Han Yixuan was somewhat skeptical: “Are there people that shameless…”
Wang Heng sighed, saying with some vicissitude: “When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds. As an agent, you have to consider the worst possibilities. Especially those capital providers who aren’t human, there are way too many of them.”
Han Yixuan took a sip of beer and laughed: “Brother Heng, you’re really so mature in thought!”
“How are you calling me…”
“Older brother?” The young girl tilted her head, “You’re originally older than me, and since Xiao Le can call you older brother, why can’t I?”
Wang Heng: “Whatever makes you happy, whatever.”
He shook the aluminum can in his hand but didn’t drink. He had no particular fondness for the taste of beer, let alone having already drunk a whole bottle at the skewers shop not long ago. Moreover, the slightly ambiguous atmosphere in front of him gave him a lingering sense of crisis, making it even less likely for him to actively pour alcohol down his throat.
But Han Yixuan took another big gulp.
Setting down the beer can, she wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, her face seeming two shades redder.
“Brother Heng, I want… to ask you a small question.”
“What question?”
Han Yixuan narrowed her eyes slightly, smiling as she said: “Xiao Le is definitely going to make it big this time, maybe soar to the skies later and become a big star. Wouldn’t you want to play that kind of plot?”
Wang Heng: “What kind of plot?”
“You know…” The young girl propped one hand on her temple, her smile growing more sly, “The plot where the big star falls in love with me. You must know Xiao Le has a good feeling for you. If she becomes a star, wouldn’t you want to become a star’s boyfriend?”
Wang Heng calmly replied: “To be honest, not much interest.”
Han Yixuan raised her eyebrows: “Oh, why? Isn’t that a good thing with both fame and fortune?”
Wang Heng: “I have no interest in fame. To be honest, I don’t like the atmosphere of the entertainment industry. Turning yourself into a commodity, pleasing every audience, being cautious in speech and action—that kind of life is too frustrating. The life I aspire to is strolling alone down the street, with no one knowing that the entire street next to me is my property.”
The young girl couldn’t help covering her mouth and giggling: “Invisible billionaire? But if you’re with Xiao Le, you definitely won’t lack money either…”
Wang Heng thought quickly.
If it was just to refuse Han Yixuan, he could directly say he likes Pei Ningle now. But if the goal was to maintain a neither too close nor too distant distance with Han Yixuan and suppress her corruption level, then such a simple and crude strategy wouldn’t work.
He said: “I also have no interest in eating soft rice. To get rich, I prefer to rely on my own mind, so I’ll be Pei Ningle’s agent, which counts as an investment in her. But if I want to be with some girl, it definitely won’t be because of money, but because I want to be with her.”
“Definitely not because of money…” Han Yixuan murmured, thinking of Lu Qi who drives a BMW car, then of Pei Ningle who is about to make a name in the music world, and suddenly felt much more at ease.
Wang Heng emphasized again: “However, right now I have absolutely no thoughts of dating.”
Han Yixuan asked again: “Besides Xiao Le, there’s also Ye Xun and Sister Lu, both very attractive girls—neither of them can attract you?”
Wang Heng: “You missed one person.”
Han Yixuan immediately got a bit nervous: “Who else?”
Wang Heng: “There’s also you.”
Han Yixuan was immediately stunned—could it be that the next part is a plot twist?
However, the next moment, Wang Heng continued: “You four are all great, very attractive girls, no one can deny that. But right now I have no mood for dating, none at all.”
Han Yixuan picked up the beer can and took another big gulp.
The room was quiet for about a minute.
Suddenly, Han Yixuan asked again: “Then if one day you want to date, who will you be with?”
That would depend on how to avoid the cleaver—Wang Heng thought to himself.
Weighing his words, he replied: “I don’t know who I’ll like by then.”
Han Yixuan: “What about now?”
Wang Heng: “Now I can only say, no comment.”
The young girl raised the beer can, took another big gulp, then heavily set it down on the coffee table nearby, stood up and said: “Okay, then I’ll go back.”
Wang Heng also breathed a sigh of relief: “Goodnight.”
However, at that moment, Han Yixuan pounced onto Wang Heng with the posture of a leopard hunting prey.
His vision went black, he smelled a rich alcohol scent coming at him, and then felt himself being hugged tightly.
“Hehe, success…” Han Yixuan whispered in his ear, “We won’t date, let me hug for a bit now, okay?”
However, the complacent young girl didn’t know that Wang Heng was holding his mobile phone at that moment, looking at the call records.
From ten minutes ago until now, three calls to Pei Ningle had gone unanswered. In other words, had Pei Ningle really fallen sound asleep?
The problem was, tonight was still long, and if Pei Ningle never came, the situation might be hard to control…
At this moment, Wang Heng sent a text message with only nine characters, then quietly dialed the phone for the fourth time. His mobile phone screen was behind Han Yixuan’s head, so this operation, the young girl naturally couldn’t notice.
The fourth call connected.
Wang Heng immediately hung up.
The room was quiet again for a minute, when suddenly there was a furious knocking on the door.
Han Yixuan’s whole body stiffened—Xiao Le woke up now? How could it be such a coincidence!
Wang Heng had already deleted the text message and call records, quietly slipped the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, and said softly: “It might be Xiao Le knocking, let me go check?”
His voice was calm and full of confidence.
The so-called strategy of mutual checks and balances was just that magical and effective.
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