you are deep in the stars

Although Mr. Han seems to be very sure about everything, Bai Xi still has many concerns, the most critical of which is Liu Chunchun's safety.Since the other party would kidnap and follow him, he might do the same thing to Liu Chunchun, not to mention that he was slapped out of thin air this time. For all kinds of reasons, it was hard for him not to worry.

"Trust me." Han Zhuo wiped his glasses, "There will be no problem."

"Is there any problem? You can't just talk about it." Bai Xi pushed him down on the sofa and sat down, "At least tell me the plan. What if Chunchun is kidnapped by them in the future? Also, You can't always keep in touch with the other party on the phone, where can we find a trustworthy manager named Wang?"

"We can solve these two problems together." Han Zhuo casually dialed a phone number, and it took a full 2 ​​minutes before someone answered with a yawn, "What's the matter?"

"I need you to change jobs temporarily." Han Zhuo got straight to the point, "There is a young painter who currently needs an agent named Wang and a bodyguard named Wang."

Bai Xi: "..."

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then screamed in the noise: "What does this have to do with me? My surname is not Wang, nor is it a manager, nor is it a bodyguard!"

"You can be." Han Zhuo glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "Come see me before five o'clock, remember to bring your fake ID card."

The other party was still yelling something, but Han Zhuo had already hung up the phone and said to Bai Xi, "It's done."

Xiaobai was always in a complicated mood, and commented truthfully: "You don't even seem to have a dime of credibility now."

"Chunchun is your friend, of course I will be responsible for protecting his safety, and there will be no mistakes." Han Zhuo helped him change the cold tea, "Besides this, you should think carefully about whether to tell Chunchun the truth of the matter , including your doubts, and our future plans."

Bai Xi was silent when he heard the words, and frankly speaking, of course he didn't want Liu Chunchun to be affected because of himself, but the reality was before his eyes, that is, whether he wanted to or not, Liu Chunchun had already been involved. There will be more things, and he is not sure that he can keep hiding them.

"Want to hear my advice?" Han Zhuo asked.

Bai Xi nodded.

"Tell him." Han Zhuo said, "Then we will solve this matter together."

"I'll tell him." Bai Xi leaned back in the chair, frowning slightly, "But I still feel... a little sorry for Chunchun, because of my affairs."

"So we asked for 500 million as compensation." Han Zhuo stood behind and helped him massage his shoulders, "Or you can have a good talk with Chunchun first, or he can choose to refuse this art exhibition, I guess the other party will not Too much time wasted on him."

Bai Xi agreed, and after a while, he asked again: "By the way, who is the bodyguard you found for Chunchun?"

Han Zhuo smiled: "In another hour, you will be able to see him with your own eyes."

In fact, only 10 minutes later, the assistant knocked on the door, saying that a vicious visitor came to the front desk, claiming to have an appointment with Mr. Han, surnamed Wang.

"Let him in." Bai Xi put down the documents in his hand, looking forward to meeting this Mr. Wang who is said to have hundreds of false documents.

The glass door was pushed open by someone aggressively. The young man was wearing a white suit, his pointed nails were impatiently pulling on his tie, his slightly long hair was casually tied behind his head, and a few strands of dangling bangs covered the darkness. His eyes, his lips are very white, and his complexion is also very white, like some kind of elf who hasn't seen the sun all year round... er, an elf with a bad temper.

Bai Xi watched helplessly as he scratched three or four rough dents on his desk.

"Wang Beibei?" Han Zhuo threw his fake ID into the trash can, "This name doesn't work, change it."

The man slammed his fist on the desk, and threw out seventeen or eight more viciously.

……

"Wang Yuanchen?" Han Zhuo stuffed one of them back into his trouser pocket, "OK, you will be Wang Yuanchen from now on."

Bai Xi: "..."

If he remembers correctly, the new Mr. "Wang Yuanchen" in front of him should be the bartender in the previous bar. He likes to breathe close to customers, wear red contact lenses, and bark out his sharp vampire fangs. It's hard not to impress.But to be honest, after removing his make-up, this person does look a bit aloof and aloof in the literary and art circles.But that alone didn't seem to be enough, so he asked Han Zhuo in a low voice, "Can you fight?"

The man raised his foot with a gloomy expression, and trampled Mr. Bai's imported metal trash can into a discus.

……

"Don't worry, you won't suffer." Han Zhuo handed him the phone, "This is your employer. His name is Liu Chunchun. We'll meet him in an hour."

The man agreed resentfully, but he was a little unwilling, so he rolled his eyes and "casually" cast his gaze on Bai Xi.

Han Zhuo blocked his sight, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Dream."

The man made fun of himself, let out a "sneer", and nestled on the sofa alone to read the materials. At the same time, he did not forget to use a pair of white hands to scratch Liu Chunchun, who was smirking on the screen, like a dog.

"Today is a good day..." At [-] o'clock in the evening, the square dancers downstairs had already started to gather. Liu Chunchun hummed along with the music and happily brought chicken soup out of the pot.

Bai Xi brought Han Zhuo to eat on time, and even bought hairy crabs.Liu Chunchun happily asked: "How about the art exhibition?"

"Eat first." Han Zhuo pulled out the chair for him, "Then we'll talk about it."

"Brother Bai, the third child has already figured out the stage name for me." Liu Chunchun put one arm around Bai Xi, "Xiao Daqian! What do you think?"

Bai Xi made an evaluation from the bottom of her heart: "I don't think it's good at all."

"If you don't think it's suitable, then I'll change it." Liu Chunchun helped him pick out crab roe, "Come on, open your mouth."

Bai Xi smiled and slapped him. She didn't know what mood she should be in. After finally finishing the meal, Liu Chunchun sat on the sofa full of expectation, looking at Mr. Han with twinkling and bright eyes: "Hurry up and say Tell me, how did the other party communicate with you?"

"The other party will help you hold the art exhibition as agreed, but there is one thing you should know in advance." Han Zhuo handed him a cup of hot water, "It has something to do with Mr. Bai."

"Why are you so serious all of a sudden." Liu Chunchun finally noticed the abnormality, and he tentatively called out, "Brother Bai?"

"Someone wants to kidnap me, although I don't know the reason now." Bai Xi didn't beat around the bush, "The other party has been in and out of Moses Gallery, so..." He hesitated, "I think I should tell you."

"Someone is going to kidnap you?" Liu Chunchun was shocked when he heard the words, "Who is it, do uncles and aunts know?"

"Yeah." Bai Xi said, "But that's not the point, the point is—"

"Why isn't that the point." Liu Chunchun interrupted him sternly, thinking divergently, "Are they trying to kidnap you at my art exhibition? This is really despicable!"

Bai Xi shook her head: "Probably not, but I can't guess their next plan for the time being."

"You wait, I will reject them right away." Liu Chunchun took out his phone, "Then I will accompany you to call the police!"

"Wait a minute first." Han Zhuo pulled the phone away from him, "Do you like painting? If not, would you accept the invitation from Moses Gallery?"

"Of course!" Liu Chunchun first slapped the sofa vigorously, then coughed twice, and said sincerely, "But I am at this level..." I was still wondering before, guessing whether I really have some strange artistic skills , can attract the attention of industry leaders, but just after listening to Bai Xi's words, the whole thing has a clear reason, and the daydream also shattered into slag with a "crash".

Liu Chunchun hugged Bai Xi sadly: "Brother Bai, I probably won't be able to afford the 1888 lobster set meal until next year."

"I'm sorry." Bai Xi felt a little guilty. He felt that if it wasn't for him, Liu Chunchun wouldn't have these inexplicable hopes and disappointments.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Liu Chunchun sat up straight, "But to be honest, you should pay attention to your safety in the future, and don't really get tied up."

Han Zhuo coughed twice beside him: "May I make a suggestion?"

Bai Xi and Liu Chunchun looked at him at the same time.

"If you really like painting, I hope you can accept the other party's invitation." Han Zhuo leaned against the window with a glass of water in his hand, his eyes gleaming behind the lenses, and he looked a little inexplicably evil.

Liu Chunchun immediately refused: "Then if I agree, what will happen if Brother Bai is kidnapped?"

"With me here, Mr. Bai will be fine." Han Zhuo smiled, "You just need to consider the following things, do you really like painting, do you want to develop in this circle in the future, and I have to declare in advance that this This matter may cause you some trouble, including threats to personal safety, but I will provide you with bodyguards, and Moses Gallery will also pay 500 million for the exhibition."

Liu Chunchun was stunned: "How much?"

Bai Xi was helpless: "500 million, all for you."

Liu Chunchun stammered: "Is it the 500 million from the welfare lottery?"

"500 million for the welfare lottery." Bai Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he rubbed Liu Chunchun's forehead with the back of his hand, "It's what Han Zhuo negotiated for you, first-class exhibition hall, first-class media, and 500 million rewards, if you are willing to hold For art exhibitions, Moses Gallery will agree to all of them.”

Liu Chunchun got goose bumps all over his body. He thought about it for 10 minutes with his hair on end, then cried and hugged Bai Xi: "The great friendship finally defeated the monster of fame and wealth, I still choose to give up."

"You can agree." Han Zhuo sat up with him, "And if I were you, I would agree."

"What about Brother Bai?" Liu Chunchun asked pitifully, "The other party obviously has ulterior motives."

"Trust me." Han Zhuo smiled, "This art exhibition will not bring Mr. Bai any loss, whether it is now or in the future, and it may benefit us. The only thing it can affect is you, so you have to answer My question just now was, do you really like painting?"

"This..." Liu Chunchun was still hesitating, but someone was getting impatient. The anti-theft door was kicked open vigorously, making a loud noise, comparable to thunder on the ground.

Liu Chunchun froze and raised the cushion: "Who is it?!"

Bai Xi was in a complicated mood: "Let me introduce, this is Wang Yuanchen, Mr. Wang."