It was impossible to run away, so I could only survive in the cracks while listening to Lin Jinshi's begging for mercy outside the door.

"Young Master Li..." Song Weiran seemed to have ignored Lin Jinshi's screams and walked to Li Xingchen's side.

"I have a sister, but I won't introduce it to you." Unexpectedly, Li Xingchen didn't give him a chance to speak, and cut off his words first.

"How do you know what I want to say?" Song Weiran was really shocked now, he hadn't even spoken yet!

"I can tell from your face that you are a lustful person." Li Xingchen could be said to be very rude to the playboy who coveted his sister.

"What does it mean to be a hungry ghost in lust?" Song Weiran was naturally dissatisfied, "I am obviously the charm of a mature man!"

"What are you talking about?" At this time, Fu Tingshen and Lin Jinshi walked in from the door.

Judging from Lin Jinshi's posture and exposed skin, he did not suffer a severe beating from Fu Tingshen as others imagined, so what was he screaming outside just now?

Naturally, Lin Jinshi would not say that Fu Tingshen did not need to beat him severely. He only needed to take out the phone and exchange feelings with his father and grandfather, which would be enough to stop him from wanting to live or die!

But this man who made Lin Jinshi unable to survive or die was looking at the distance between Song Weiran and Li Xingchen, and he felt unhappy.

He had not forgotten how Song Weiran's mouth almost watered when he saw the little guy just now.

The speed of his feet increased, and Fu Ting walked to Li Xingchen's side in two or three steps, quietly standing between Li Xingchen and Song Weiran.

"I am..." It is impossible to tell the truth. After all, Fu Tingshen has clearly refused, "I am asking Young Master Li about his future plans, yes, his future plans!"

"Really?" Fu Ting narrowed his eyes deeply.

"Of course, An Weiyang came to the company to report two days ago." Song Weiran felt that he was a genius. "He was just planning Young Master Li's future route."

"This should indeed be carefully planned." Even if he knew that Song Weiran was not telling the truth, Fu Tingshen did not intend to go into details. "You ask him to make a few plans today, and when he gets it directly to my house tomorrow, you can come over with him.

"

"Today?" Song Weiran repeated, his tone a little uncertain.

"What? Is there any problem?" Fu Tingshen raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his tone slightly.

"No, no problem, I'll let him get ready right away!" Looking at the time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Song Weiran silently lit a wax for An Weiyang in his heart, but, "I'll go to your house to do it."

What?"

Song Weiran is not just a fool who only knows how to play with women, but he only knows how to manage a company. As for the messy operations in the entertainment industry, they are all left to the people below.

Li Xingchen's future route is a matter for professionals. An Weiyang alone is enough, and it will be useless if he goes!

"Original boss, please come over and be the mascot." Fu Ting glanced deeply at Song Weiran and finally gave him an unacceptable answer.

mascot?

Song Weiran's head was filled with questions at this time.

Is there any mascot with the charm of a mature man like him?

Then Fu Tingshen told him with practical actions.

Indeed there is!

In the spacious reception room between them, Fu Tingshen and Li Xingchen sat side by side, and An Weiyang sat opposite them. There were many materials on the desk in front of the three of them.

As for the person sitting in the corner of the room chatting boredly with the beauties, who is it if it’s not the mascot of the Song Dynasty, Weiran?

"I had a simple communication with Assistant Yan yesterday." An Weiyang was a little nervous, and his voice could not help but vibrate. "Assistant Yan said that the most important thing for Young Master Li now is the college entrance examination, is that right?"

"Don't be nervous," Li Xingchen did not answer An Weiyang's question first, but instead comforted him, "Do you want a drink of water first?"

This is my lucky cat, what if I get scared?

Thinking of this, the smile on Li Xingchen's face became softer.

"No...not nervous." An Weiyang shook his head, but couldn't help but shiver.

An Weiyang felt miserable. How many people would not be nervous when facing Master Fu Qi?

Not to mention that for some reason, Young Master Li looked at him with a strange expression, his eyes almost didn't light up.

As soon as Young Master Li cared about him, Master Fu Qi's eyes were like knives cutting into him. If possible, An Weiyang really wanted Li Xingchen to stop smiling at him.

"You..." Li Xingchen naturally knew why An Weiyang was nervous, but he couldn't let Fu Tingshen avoid him for An Weiyang's sake. He wanted to say a few more words of comfort, but Fu Tingshen's arms tightened around his shoulders.

"Okay, Agent An may be a little uncomfortable for a while. Once you get used to it, you won't be nervous anymore." Fu Tingshen said this, but his eyes didn't mean it at all.

If he had known that An Weiyang was only a twenty-six-year-old man with a slightly worse appearance than him, he would never have agreed to Li Xingchen choosing him as his manager.

But now that we have all the options, it makes no sense to replace people for no reason.

"No, that's right. Master Fu Qi is right, I'm just not used to it." What else can An Weiyang do besides following Fu Tingshen's words?

"In this case, let's get straight to the point." Li Xingchen could naturally see the trick, but no matter how much An Weiyang tried to attract wealth, Li Xingchen's status in Li Xingchen's heart couldn't be compared to Fu Tingshenxiang, so he simply pretended not to see it.

"Okay, I just asked about the college entrance examination." An Weiyang brought up old matters again.

"The college entrance examination... is indeed more important, but it is not everything." Li Xingchen thought for a moment before giving the answer.

"May I ask, how are Young Master Li's grades?" An Weiyang asked, taking notes in the notebook in his hand.

"It's not bad, I'm the first in grade." Li Xingchen answered without thinking.

"Wha... what?" An Weiyang paused with the pen in his hand, feeling that he was hallucinating. He remembered Assistant Yan once mentioned that Young Master Li's grades were average?

Yan Zhou said that his grades were average, but according to An Weiyang's experience in judging people, Yan Zhou's words were polite, and Li Xingchen's grades might be even worse.

"You are the first in grade." Li Xingchen repeated it very patiently.

"Which school does Young Master Li attend? What were his scores in the last test?" An Weiyang thought for a moment and decided to ask in more detail.

There are many aristocratic schools in City H. The goal of the students is to go abroad or live a life. Most of them have average grades. They are the first in the grade and they don't seem to be outstanding.

"Jincheng High School, the last midterm exam score was 748." While saying this, Li Xingchen did not forget to take out his mobile phone, log in to the campus website, and call up the transcript of the last midterm exam.

Not to mention An Weiyang, even the mascot on the side was startled.

Everyone in City H knows how valuable Jincheng High School is to be ranked first in grade, let alone a high score of 748.

Is the person who got this score a human being?!

Don't be the reincarnation of an animal, right?!

"It seems that there is no need to worry too much about Young Master Li's grades." After glancing at the transcript, An Weiyang recovered from the shock and adjusted his glasses, "I don't know if he can maintain such grades.

Does Young Master Li still have the energy to complete some small tasks?"

"That's no problem," Li Xingchen nodded cheerfully, "After all, I only had one month to review from the last grade to the top."

???

An Weiyang exerted such force in his hand that the tip of the pen was almost broken by him.

As for the other side, the mascot's reaction was more intuitive, and the phone fell directly to the ground.

One month?

From the last grade to the first grade?

Are you sure you're not writing a novel?

"Oh, I also took some time to film "Mountains and Rivers"." As if that wasn't enough, Li Xingchen continued to add.

???

Is this a fucking human?

ah?

Are you a human?

Can a normal person say such arrogant words?

"Okay, I understand." Taking a deep breath, An Weiyang told himself that he must be calm and never show any timidity, otherwise he would look like an ignorant mountain man. "Young Master Li, you can take a look at this first."

Then, An Weiyang flipped through the folders on the table, finally pulled out one and placed it in front of Fu Tingshen and Li Xingchen.

"According to Young Master Li's situation, we can arrange a job for Young Master Li from now on. However, Young Master has not gone through systematic study, so there will be three classes a week, each class will be two hours. If there are no problems, it will end.

Later I can finalize the teacher..."

"Teacher, who are you going to invite?" Fu Tingshen asked aloud.

"We are going to invite Teacher Yi. Teacher Yi will be in City H until June next year." An Weiyang had obviously thought about this question for a long time and answered it calmly.

"Yi? Yi Gaoyang?" Fu Tingshen thought for a while and then identified the most likely candidate.

"Yes, Teacher Yi Gaoyang Yi." An Weiyang nodded while observing the expression on Fu Tingshen's face.

"Okay, if he doesn't want to agree, let Yan Zhou go there." But after a moment's thought, Fu Tingshen nodded. He is indeed a candidate for a good teacher.

It's just not easy to invite, but this is not a problem for Fu Tingshen.

"Then you also need some training in other aspects, such as vocal music. You don't need to be too proficient in it, just have a basic understanding. Is there anything you are interested in, young master?" After receiving Fu Tingshen's affirmation, An Weiyang continued to talk.

.

Li Xingchen's face is very advantageous, but just because of his appearance, other aspects will naturally suffer.

For example, in terms of acting.
To be continued...