Mike's retouched photos were released at 5 pm. Once released, they instantly seized the headlines of major sections, including self-media, marketing accounts, and entertainment journalists.

Not long after, #A brand officially announced that Mike was the global spokesperson#, and #Mike is so beautiful# became a hot search together.

The rice fans were happy and excited. The big fans released the lottery copy that had been written long ago. For a moment, the square was very lively, as if it was celebrating the New Year.

【Ahhhhhhhhh, my treasure, you are so awesome, I will leave for a few days to take the exam!】

【Damn it, Sister V has made a big deal and directly draws 500,000 yuan in cash!】

[I'm here to spend money on Zaizai, I hope that Dami's career will get better and better in the future! @Huanyu, please find a few excellent teachers for Zaizai. We still hope Zaizai can practice her acting skills more.]

[Yes, @Huanyu@Li Xi, please give Zaizai time so that he can study hard.]

Although the homepage is full of joy, bad remarks still appear from time to time. Most of them are Han Yang's people who are taking advantage of the situation and posting articles to set the pace.

Their method: point out that the world is biased and unfair to other artists, and then guides artist fans to come to the scene to tear Mike.

However, this hot search was originally fabricated by Li Xi, and she would not allow anyone to make trouble.

In capital game, whoever has money is the king.

Li Xi spent money without blinking, but Han Yang could not compare. He could only watch the entries he had finally made were bombarded again and again. Not to mention being on the hot search, he didn't even have the chance to be seen by more people.

Dongxing, Han Yang's office.

As the desktop computer was swept to the ground, the wires "bang", the plug sparked, and the ceiling lights of the entire office flashed.

Everyone was silent and did not dare to speak out, watching Han Yang go crazy in the office.

Han Yang's cheeks shook, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying. He was panting, and he was laughing twisted, like a mental illness.

"Awesome Li Xi, you're amazing!" Han Yang was walking around the office like a beast fighting, and suddenly kicked a chair hard. The chair with a roller flew to the two girls. The two screamed in fear.

"What are the ghosts roaring!" Han Yang roared, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

It was Han Yang's assistant calm that he signaled the others to go out first, then lowered the curtain to isolate the spying outside.

"It's useless to be anxious," he said.

Of course, Han Yang knew that he was angry. Today, he made a move of two or three million, but he didn't get any splash. The boss was becoming more and more impatient with him and thought he was burning money.

Calm down, Han Yang ordered: "Let someone stop first and continue to target Mike."

The assistant was puzzled and looked at him.

"Let them relax for a while first." Han Yang smiled and said nothing, "See me a way to contact Meng Shangyu."

"he?"

"His contract with Huanyu is about to expire? He has been abandoned by Huanyu for five years and has no hatred for Huanyu? Especially now, there is such a strong contrast in Mike..."

Han Yang's eyes were so vicious that they could overflow with juice. "I want to see if the artists in the world are making trouble, and Mike gets married and has a wave of quitting the fans, will Li Xi still protect Mike?"

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The signing ceremony was very lively, and the dinner was even more scrambled.

Artists came to the venue in beautiful clothes. The dinner not only invited artists, but also many investors and directors, which was a good opportunity to expand their connections.

So the agents took their artists to shuttle through the banquet hall, wandering between investors and directors, and everyone exchanged information reservedly with a clever smile.

Lu Wenheng, the president of Universal, also appeared. He was introduced and introduced by Li Xi. Only then did Mi Ke realize that Lu Wenheng was very young, only two years older than him, with an outstanding appearance and no inferior to celebrities at all.

"Mr. Lu." After Li Xi introduced, Mi Ke spoke politely.

Lu Wenheng gave birth to a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his handsome appearance and not cold personality, he often smiled, which easily made people intoxicated, "Hello, Mike."

His eyes paused on the brooch on Mike's chest for a few seconds. When his gaze returned to Mike's face, he smiled and said, "Did Lu Yansheng give it?"

Mike's eyes moved, and he smiled, without answering.

Lu Wenheng raised his eyebrows, "Fifteen years ago, a 19th-century royal jewelry auction in Britain, this brooch was sold by Lu Yansheng's mother at that auction."

He bent over and reported a transaction number in Mike's ear.

His eyes widened in disbelief... Seven figures, pounds are still worth his house! Mike knew that the price of brooch was not cheap, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive.

"It seems that he didn't tell you the price." Lu Wenheng said.

Since Lu Wenheng knew the origin of the brooch, it was meaningless to lie, Mike was calm, "It's true."

It is not surprising that Lu Yansheng will know Lu Wenheng.

Although Lu Yansheng transferred to S City when he was in high school, he lived in B City before he was 15 years old, and people from the same circle would know him no matter how much.

However, Lu Yansheng's surname is Lu, and Lu Wenheng's surname is Lu, would he be a relative?

Lu Wenheng seemed to have a perspective. Mi Ke just thought to himself, and he didn't express anything on his face. He had already clarified, "I have no relatives with him, and my surname is Lu's coincidence."

Miko: "…"

"Oh." He smiled awkwardly.

"It's coming so fast." Lu Wenheng said inexplicably. Mi Ke didn't react for a moment, but soon noticed that his gaze was behind him and turned his head.

Not far away, Lu Yansheng took Gu Xiangxing and walked past the stage and walked towards them.

He looked at Mi Ke first, then raised his eyes and looked at Lu Wenheng, who was about the same height as him, with a faint tone, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk about anything. Mike is now an artist in the company. I'll say hello to him." Lu Wenheng raised his hand and looked at his watch, "I'm almost leaving, and I'm going to come out to gather when I have time."

He looked at Mike again and laughed, "Nan Qi is also very curious to come with Mike."

After he said that, he waved his hand and left with his assistant first. Li Xi nodded to Lu Yansheng and walked with Lu Wenheng, telling him about the matter while walking.

When Gu Xiangxing saw this, he also walked to the side with tactfulness and brought a plate to eat.

"He and Tu Nanqi are my friends." Lu Yansheng spoke, faced Mike's gaze, and told him, "I said before that I wanted to introduce you, just to take you to see him."

Mike nodded, "He guessed it as soon as he said it."

There were many people here and it was not convenient to speak. Mike brought two glasses of juice from the tray carried by the waiter passing by, handed one of them to Lu Yansheng, and then pulled him to the balcony.

As soon as the floor door was closed, the noise in the hall was thrown behind my ears. On June night, the evening breeze had already brought warmth, and the air outside was fresh. There was a garden under the balcony. There was a lotus pond not far away. Living water was brought in from the outside, and the lotus flowers were blooming beautifully.

Mi Ke leaned against the railing and looked at Lu Yansheng sideways, "I will return it to you when the brooch is over."

When Lu Yansheng heard this, he guessed what Lu Wenheng said, "Don't listen to him nonsense, he's too bored."

"Is it sold by your mother at a royal jewelry auction abroad?"

“…”

"Seven-figure pounds?"

“…”

Mike smiled, "It's really expensive."

Lu Yansheng suddenly moved forward and approached Mike. The spare hand held Mike's wrist and gently pressed it on the railing. With his height, he almost caged him in front of his chest, "But you like it."

He added, “You said.”

...It has indeed been said.

Miko choked, "If you like it, you don't have to have it."

Lu Yansheng leaned over slightly, approached Mi Ke again, and his warm breath hit his ears, "But I want to give it to you, and I just want to give it to you."

No one else can do it.

Mi Ke raised his eyes, and Lu Yansheng was also looking at him. The ambiguous breath quietly enveloped them, like the gentle wind of the night, blowing through every corner.

Mike's ears were a little hot, and he couldn't help but want to touch them, but he remembered that he was holding juice in one hand and holding the other by Lu Yansheng, and he couldn't get it out.

He broke free, pulled his hand out of Lu Yansheng's palm, and pushed Lu Yansheng again, signaling him to walk away.

Touching his ears, he compromised, "What gift do you want?"

Lu Yansheng's eyes were slightly closed, and his tone was a little anticipated, "Is anything OK?"

Feeling that he wanted to say something strange, Miko warily said: "The scope of normal gifts."

Lu Yansheng looked a little disappointed: "Yeah."

"……what's on your mind."

Lu Yansheng is quite honest: "I just want a promise."

It was Mike's turn to be confused: "?"

Mike had a hairstyle and couldn't touch it. Lu Yansheng settled down and touched his cheek lightly with his fingertips. The eyes that fell on him were very gentle, "Never leave me."

His heartbeat was as if he was about to jump out of his chest. The enthusiasm of Mike's ears spread to his cheeks. He covered his face with one hand, turned his back to Lu Yansheng, and stared at the garden.

"You are so bad."

I flirt with him every now and then!

Lu Yansheng thought he was saying "promise" was bad, and said "yes", "I'm very greedy."

Mike let out a breath, knowing that he had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain it, so he could only vent his anger and pinched Lu Yansheng hard. But in fact, he didn't use much force, and it didn't hurt or itch.

"Forget it, I won't ask you anymore. I'll buy the gift myself. As for the promise," he pondered for a while, his voice lowered, "You can't make such promises casually and you're not responsible."
To be continued...