The first top lady

Chapter 361 Sister Xian always takes pictures of others

"What are we going to eat?"

"Eh? Did we forget about Sheng Kai?"

"Forget it, leave him alone. He won't starve anyway."

"So, what do we eat?"

……

Guan Qian smiled without saying anything, letting Song Yixuan chatter on and on, asking and answering his own questions.

She has been chattering all the way.

"Hello! Five-star hotel!" Song Yixuan was suddenly attracted by a magnificent hotel in front of him.

A high-end restaurant!

It’s just that the decoration looks rather expensive and the aesthetic is a little hard to describe. Could it be that the boss wants to follow the path of “the most vulgar is the most elegant”?

The people who went in were all middle-aged wealthy men and women. It seemed that she was not old enough to appreciate them.

"Brother, welcome, thank you for coming to my place!"

"..."

"He's coming! He's coming! He's coming with gifts!"

"He's coming! He's coming! He's coming in on a cloud of auspiciousness—"

……

"Let's go in and take a look..." Before Guan Qian could finish his words, they were drowned out by the DJ music playing from the big speakers in the store next door.

Song Yixuan stretched his neck to look at the store in front of him, and saw red carpets and large flower baskets placed in front of the door, and sequins all over the ground. It was obvious that a new store had just opened.

To celebrate the opening of the new store, the boss organized an elaborate opening ceremony and specially invited a famous local song and dance troupe to perform.

The shabby iron stage contrasts sharply with the five-star restaurant next door, as if one is the city center and the other is just an urban village. But the owner loves the noise, the louder the better, and doesn't care about anything else.

This "rough" performance that seemed to liberate nature attracted many passers-by to stop and watch.

The rich have their own elegance, and the common people their own revelry. A tall glass of wine in a five-star restaurant isn't necessarily as good as a bottle of happy water for $2.50.

The stage and the audience dance together to the fullest.

After the passion, a slow lyrical song tells a story, which makes people feel relaxed physically and mentally.

Song Yixuan stared at the person singing on the stage without blinking, the smile on his face growing deeper and deeper, and he slowly said, "Let's choose this one." His tone was firm.

Guan Qian was slightly puzzled, but after only one glance at Song Yixuan's blazing eyes, he knew she had other intentions. He sighed helplessly and said, "Okay! Let's have hot pot."

This is a hot pot restaurant.

Song Yixuan continued to stare at the people on the stage, not even glancing at Guan Qian, and said, "Go in and order first."

"Then you..." Guan Qian already knew the answer.

"I'm going to find her first." After Song Yixuan finished speaking, he walked towards the stage, leaving Guan Qian no time to react.

"Oh!" Guan Qian shook his head and sighed heavily.

He expected that Song Yixuan would go further and further down the path of "falling in love with others".

But the good thing is——

This time, Song Yixuan was attracted by this man's singing.

The singer was a young lady with a plump figure, wearing a loose sweatshirt and sweatpants. She was ordinary and had no highlights. But as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was eye-catching, as if she was listening to heavenly music and her ears were suddenly enlightened.

Song Yixuan slammed on the brakes and stopped someone on the way off the stage. He asked, "Are you a singer?"

“…No…” The singing girl was startled by Song Yixuan’s sudden rush and responded politely, “I’m just an ordinary citizen trying to make a living.”

"Oh..." Song Yixuan looked at the person in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the words were true or false. "But I think you sang well."

How come someone who sings so well hasn't been discovered by other companies and debuted?

"Ah... thank you, thank you." She seemed a little at a loss, although she was not at all stage nervous when she stood on the stage.

"Then are you interested in signing a boss?" Song Yixuan was too lazy to distinguish. An ordinary citizen would be better, as it would save her the trouble of terminating the contract. Anyway, she had chosen this person, so she might as well follow her original intention.

The young lady was visibly stunned. To her, someone suddenly appearing and wanting to sign a contract with her was like pie in the sky. She couldn't believe it. "...You?"

"It's not me." Song Yixuan said, "But I have the final say!"

She is not the boss, but the boss listens to her!

After knowing the truth, Huo Beiting would definitely say to Song Yixuan with gritted teeth, "Thank you so much", after all, Song Yixuan is always thinking about him and his company.

"Oh..." She hesitated in silence.

Song Yixuan was afraid of a dull atmosphere, but luckily, she began to hear the sounds of music and performances, which became increasingly passionate. She quickly said, "My name is Song Yixuan, what's yours?"

"Yan Zhi."

After leaving Jiang Jinxiao, Yan Zhi had to find work in a folk song and dance troupe to make a living. Whenever there was a new store opening or a wedding or funeral, she would sing on stage with the troupe, earning a few hundred yuan. But more importantly, it gave her something to eat.

"You can think about it first." The noise at the scene was so loud that Song Yixuan had to speak in a hoarse voice, "You can also go to the company first and make a decision when you are satisfied."

"Okay!" Yan Zhi decided to take a gamble. After all, she was penniless now. Even if the person standing in front of her was really a liar, he couldn't deceive her. "Where is it?"

"Shenhai." Song Yixuan took out her phone and spoke faster because of her rumbling stomach. "Add WeChat and I'll send you the address. I'll contact the company later, and you just go."

Yan Zhi looked at the two lines of text on the chat interface and fell into deep thought, "Yuan Yi? Shen Hai... Yuan Yi... Could it be the Yuan Yi I'm thinking of?"

She was in extreme shock, and when she looked up again, she found that Song Yixuan was no longer in the crowd.

"That person just now looked familiar. Song Yixuan... I think I saw him in some gossip article... Oops! I can't remember him at this critical moment."

Thinking about the countless resumes she had submitted before but all of them fell into the sea, she wanted to give it a try this time to see whether Yuan Yi was real or fake, and whether it was a dangerous situation or a dangerous one.