"Look at my memory, there seems to be no broom here, why don't you work hard and pick up the garbage on the ground?"

Li Xingchen opened the door, and Feng Shaoyuan's voice outside the door became clearer. The malice made many people in the house frown.

Killing is just a lie. How much hatred should we humiliate the other party like this?

But people who don’t know the inside story are also very curious about An Weiyang. When they reach this point, can they still bear it?

Also a werewolf.

At this time, An werewolf, slightly raised his fist, which was hanging beside him, weighing the pros and cons of his current punch on Feng Shaoyuan's annoying face.

"I'll tell you..." An Weiyang remained motionless, Feng Shaoyuan felt a little impatient and began to urge him.

At this moment, a cold and unique voice came from behind him:

"What do you want my agent to do?"

Looking in the sound, Feng Shaoyuan saw the gentle and elegant man standing behind him at a glance. His eyes hidden behind the lens seemed to be still flashing with a cold light.

I'm afraid this person is not easy to mess with.

The sense of crisis in Feng Shaoyuan's heart flashed, and he ignored the words "My agent" in Li Xingchen's words just now.

Qin Xuyang in the room did not ignore the things that Feng Shaoyuan ignored. He immediately opened his mouth wide and looked surprised:

The person who looked very good at first sight and seemed to be very powerful is actually An Weiyang’s artist?

Even Brother Zhang felt a little surprised. Even if he just glanced at me, he could see that Li Xingchen was not a simple person. It was a pity to meet An Weiyang.

At this time, An Weiyang didn't know the psychological activities of the people in the room. He quickly stepped over Feng Shaoyuan, walked to Li Xingchen, and asked in a low voice:

"Why did you come out?"

"It's so annoying." Li Xingchen was already extremely powerful, and Feng Shaoyuan's voice that he wished everyone could hear made him unable to ignore it even if he wanted to.

"I'll handle it right away." An Weiyang rarely felt embarrassed, especially when Li Xingchen looked at him lightly, he felt unprecedentedly embarrassed.

"Treat it? How to deal with it? Listen to his words and sweep the floor?" Li Xingchen didn't believe An Weiyang's nonsense. If he could handle it, he would have been silent for so long just now?

The familiar attitude between the two finally made Feng Shaoyuan realize what Li Xingchen said just now, and immediately frowned:

When did An Weiyang have another artist under him? Why didn’t he hear any news?

"I don't know what this gentleman is called?" No matter what, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. Feng Shaoyuan decided to find out first.

"Li." Li Xingchen said a word but was worthy of his wish, and he was also looking at Feng Shaoyuan.

But in terms of appearance, it is indeed awesome. In the eyes of outsiders, it may be as good as An Weiyang.

However, in Li Xingchen's eyes, this life palace is narrow, sharp-eyed and thin, and he looks like a villain at first glance. He is used to conspiracy and tricks and cannot be used.

"Mr. Li is a newcomer, right?" Feng Shaoyuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked a question that almost everyone in the circle would ask when they first met Li Xingchen.

In fact, it’s not their fault. Li Xingchen’s face is one of them even if it is placed in the entertainment industry, let alone his unique temperament, which makes people feel good.

This is an unforgettable character that has never been mentioned before. Except for newcomers who have just entered the circle, he will not do what he wants.

"What do you want to do?" Feng Shaoyuan's behavior aroused An Weiyang's vigilance. He stepped forward and blocked Li Xingchen behind him, looking at Feng Shaoyuan with caution.

"I don't want to do anything, I'm just afraid that Mr. Li will not be able to see your true face clearly." Feng Shaoyuan was not afraid. With Li Xingchen's qualifications, as long as they operated a little, they would become famous. If they let it go, An Weiyang could turn over with Li Xingchen.

Originally, he thought An Weiyang would be afraid to say this, but Feng Shaoyuan found that An Weiyang didn't even blink his eyelids. Just when he was confused, the next moment, he knew where An Weiyang's confidence came from.

"I don't need anyone else to tell me about my agent, but I can see Mr. Feng's face very clearly." He pulled An Weiyang, who was blocking his side, and Li Xingchen took off the flat glasses that were placed on the bridge of his nose.

"Mr. Li has just entered the circle and doesn't understand the rules in the circle. Haven't An Weiyang told you?" Feng Shaoyuan narrowed his eyes and was very displeased with Li Xingchen's rebuttal.

At this time, he found that he did not dare to look at Li Xingchen at all.

What kind of eyes are that?

When Li Xingchen took off his glasses and looked at him directly, Feng Shaoyuan had a clearer understanding.

The killing aura in it can make people frightened at a glance, and it doesn't look like an ordinary person at all.

Realizing this, Feng Shaoyuan's eyes shifted slightly, and finally stopped on An Weiyang's face standing beside him.

"The rules in the circle?" Unexpectedly, Li Xingchen sneered lightly, his tone was quite disdainful, "I don't think I need to understand it. Even if I want to understand it, it has nothing to do with Mr. Feng."

The National Normal University never knows what rules are.

To put it bluntly, when I was in Nanyuan, what the National Normal University said was the rule.

When we arrived in China, this arrogant aura still did not restrain itself at all.

Not to mention Feng Shaoyuan, even the onlookers who had been eating melons and watching the show in the waiting room could not help but want to applaud Li Xingchen.

This kid is a warrior. How dare he say such things to Feng Shaoyuan?

"An Weiyang, do you just let him speak so unrestrained?" Feng Shaoyuan was so upset by Li Xingchen's words. What does this mean? Do you look down on him?

"I don't dare to care about him." Unexpectedly, An Weiyang spread his hands slightly and answered very scoundrelly.

Don't you dare not care?

As for Li Xingchen's personality of riding on the Qi Master's head, how could he dare to speak?

"Okay, very good," An Weiyang's truth fell into Feng Shaoyuan's eyes, but it seemed like a bright provocation. He pointed at Li Xingchen, and then pointed at An Weiyang, "If you want your artist to make a name for yourself, I won't be Feng!"

"Then let's wait." Just now, An Weiyang chose to remain silent, but now Feng Shaoyuan knew that he was Li Xingchen's agent, and An Weiyang's waist naturally stood up.

Feng Shaoyuan thought he was An Weiyang who was kicked out of the company by him and Fan Yiqing two months ago for help?

Think Li Xingchen is a newcomer who can ban it casually without background?

Stop kidding, do you think Mr. Fu is a good person for a good meal?

"I hope you can be so tough tomorrow!" Feng Shaoyuan's eyes swept in front of An Weiyang. When he found that his expression was dull and even had a hint of smile, he finally couldn't help but feel a little angry and was about to leave immediately.

"Wait." Unexpectedly, Feng Shaoyuan had just taken two steps when Li Xingchen's voice came from behind.

Feng Shaoyuan, who thought Li Xingchen was afraid of being prepared to beg for mercy, curled his lips and turned around leisurely:

"How, I know I'm scared? It's not impossible to ask me to forgive you."

Compared with the anger and anger just now, Feng Shaoyuan's face was full of success and looked at Li Xingchen leisurely, as if looking forward to his performance.

Not to mention that Feng Shaoyuan had such a misunderstanding, even the onlookers in the waiting room thought so, and they couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I thought it was a script that slaps the face, but now I am pretending to be a slap in the face, but I am still being traumatized?

But Li Xingchen was destined to disappoint Feng Shaoyuan. He raised his delicate chin and glanced at the ground:

"Take the garbage you made."

At this time, everyone realized that there were still tiny and messy paper confetti scattered on the ground.

After a little thought, you will know that this is probably the garbage specially made by Feng Shaoyuan to make things difficult for An Weiyang.

"What did you say?" Feng Shaoyuan, who was originally waiting for Li Xingchen to beg for mercy, felt a sense of weightlessness in his heart. Why did this develop differently from the script in his heart?

"There is no broom, you can choose to pick it up." Li Xingchen, regardless of whether Feng Shaoyuan heard it clearly, returned what Feng Shaoyuan said to An Weiyang just now.

"What if I don't?" Feng Shaoyuan was sure that Li Xingchen was going to compete with him at the end, but where did Li Xingchen get the confidence and think he would listen to him?

"You can choose not to do it," Li Xingchen curled his lips, moved his arms slightly, and his slender fingers rested on the door lock on the side door. "Maybe you prefer to be carried out?"

The palm was slightly pressed, and the door handle immediately changed to a different shape under the slender fingers. When Li Xingchen took his hand away, the door lock was shaking. After shaking slightly in the air, it finally couldn't hold on and fell off the door.

"Bang--"

The sound of metal hitting the ground hit the hearts of everyone present. He looked down and saw that there were five extremely clear fingerprints on the turtle and the deformed door handle.

"Gudong——"

I don’t know who it was, so I couldn’t help swallowing my saliva. At this time, the needles were so sniffed that it was extremely clear in the waiting room.

Not to mention outsiders, even An Weiyang was full of questions.

What's wrong with not this person?

Can't he hold on to his piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays?

Now, both civil and military are still there?

At the same time, he quickly recalled in his mind that he did not offend Li Xingchen, right? What if Li Xingchen was unhappy one day and pinched his head as a door handle?

"You, you... this is a society ruled by law!" Feng Shaoyuan no longer had the pride he had just now and looked at Li Xingchen tremblingly.

He thought this person was not easy to mess with at the beginning, but he didn't expect that it was really not easy to mess with.

This door lock is the same as his home use, and it is solid inside. This person easily pinched it and it became deformed. Is this a human?

"Then do you want to try what it is like not having a checkup in the hospital after being beaten?" Li Xingchen smiled slightly, and his face still looked gentle.

Just what you say is a bit creepy.

"What do you...what do you want to do?" Feng Shaoyuan naturally knew that there was such a person in this world who beat him half to death. Then he went to the hospital for a test but was slightly injured, which made people have no choice.

He immediately asked tremblingly.

"Didn't I just say it? Take away the garbage you made." Li Xingchen glanced at the ground again. At this time, there were not only the paper scraps that Feng Shaoyuan tore out, but also the deformed door handle on the ground.

"Okay!" Feng Shaoyuan is a master of the times. He is also a person who can bend and stretch, and he nodded quickly.

There was no need for Li Xingchen to remind him, and he squatted down and began to clean up the garbage on the ground.

"Remember to pick it up cleanly." Li Xingchen didn't have the interest of being a supervisor. He turned the glasses he had just taken down to the bridge of his nose, and turned back to the reception room.

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