217 The Magical Strategy Works Again
Han Yixuan sat on the sofa in the room, and two steps away, Wang Heng sat on the edge of the bed. The two faced each other, each holding a can of beer, and pulled the tabs open.
Continuing the topic from just now, Wang Heng analyzed, “Since the program team doesn’t object, that’s good. The job of singing in the bar can be paused. The price of two hundred a day is really too low for her now. I’m not sure how much music festivals usually offer singers, but it’s definitely much higher than this.”
Han Yixuan nodded. “I think so too, but if we tell that bar directly that we won’t go there anymore, isn’t it a bit inappropriate?”
Wang Heng: “Of course we won’t be so absolute. After all, we relied on them during the hardest times. Singing there occasionally in the future to help him attract popularity is fine, but going every day like before won’t work.”
Han Yixuan: “What I’m considering is whether to change from going every day to going once every three days…”
Wang Heng shook his head slightly. “Still no. There will be a lot of trouble. For example, if someone invites Little Le to sing in the future, but learns that she sings for two hundred a show at a certain bar, will they use this reason to temporarily lower the price?”
Han Yixuan was a little doubtful. “Are there people that shameless…”
Wang Heng sighed and said with some vicissitudes, “There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. As a manager, you have to consider the worst possibilities. Especially unscrupulous investors, there are too many of them.”
Han Yixuan took a sip of beer and smiled. “Brother Wang Heng, your thinking is really mature!”
“Why are you also calling me…”
“Brother?” The girl tilted her head. “You are older than me, and since Little Le can call you brother, why can’t I?”
Wang Heng: “As long as you’re happy, whatever.”
He shook the aluminum can in his hand, but didn’t drink. He didn’t have any preference for the taste of beer, not to mention he had already drunk a whole bottle at the skewer shop not long ago. And the slightly ambiguous situation in front of him gave him a constant sense of crisis, so it was even more impossible to actively pour alcohol down his throat.
But Han Yixuan took another big gulp.
Putting down the beer can, she wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and her face seemed to turn a little redder.
“Brother Wang Heng, I want to… ask you a small question.”
“What question?”
Han Yixuan narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile, “Little Le is definitely going to stand out this time, and maybe she will soar into the sky and become a big star in the future. Do you want to play that kind of role?”
Wang Heng: “What kind of role?”
“Just…” The girl rested her forehead on one hand and smiled more and more slyly, “The kind of role where a big star falls in love with me. You must know that Little Le has a very good impression of you. If she becomes a star, would you want to become the star’s boyfriend?”
Wang Heng answered calmly, “To be honest, not much interest.”
Han Yixuan raised her eyebrows. “Oh, why? Isn’t that a good thing with both fame and fortune?”
Wang Heng: “I’m not interested in fame. To be honest, I don’t like the atmosphere of the entertainment industry. Turning myself into a commodity, pleasing every audience, being cautious in words and deeds, this kind of life is too painful. The life I yearn for is walking alone on the street, and no one knows that the whole street next to me is my property.”
The girl couldn’t help covering her mouth and giggling. “Invisible billionaire? But if you are with Little Le, you definitely won’t be short of money…”
Wang Heng thought quickly.
If he just wanted to reject Han Yixuan, then saying directly that he liked Pei Ningle would be enough. But if the goal was to maintain a distance from Han Yixuan that was neither too close nor too far, and suppress her yandere level, then this simple and crude strategy wouldn’t work.
He said, “I’m not interested in being a kept man either. To get rich, I prefer to rely on my own brains, so I will be Pei Ningle’s manager, which is an investment in her. But if I want to be with a girl, it’s definitely not because of money, but because I want to be with her.”
“Definitely not because of money…” Han Yixuan murmured, thinking of Lu Qi driving a BMW, and then thinking of Pei Ningle who was about to make a name for herself in the music industry, and suddenly felt much more at ease.
And Wang Heng emphasized again, “However, I have absolutely no idea of falling in love right now.”
Han Yixuan asked again, “Besides Little Le, there are Ye Xun and Sister Lu. They are both very attractive girls. Can’t they attract you?”
Wang Heng: “You missed one person.”
Han Yixuan was instantly a little nervous. “Who else?”
Wang Heng: “And you.”
Han Yixuan was stunned instantly—could it be that the plot was about to turn around?
However, the next moment, Wang Heng continued, “The four of you are all great, very attractive girls, no one can deny this. But I’m not in the mood to fall in love right now, not at all.”
Han Yixuan picked up the beer can and took another big gulp.
The room was quiet for about a minute.
Suddenly, Han Yixuan asked again, “Then if one day you want to fall in love, who will you be with?”
That depends on how to avoid the yandere ending—Wang Heng thought secretly.
Considering his words, he replied, “I don’t know who I will like at that time.”
Han Yixuan: “What about now?”
Wang Heng: “Now I can only say, no comment.”
The girl lifted the beer can, took another big gulp, then put it heavily on the coffee table next to her, stood up and said, “Alright, then I’m going back.”
Wang Heng also breathed a sigh of relief. “Good night.”
But just then, Han Yixuan pounced on Wang Heng like a cheetah pouncing on prey.
His vision went dark, he smelled a fragrant scent of alcohol rushing towards him, and then he felt himself being hugged tightly.
“Hehe, success…” Han Yixuan whispered in his ear, “We won’t fall in love, let me hug you for a while now, okay?”
However, the smug girl didn’t know that Wang Heng had picked up his phone at this time and was looking at the call log.
From ten minutes ago until now, no one answered the three calls to Pei Ningle. In other words, was Pei Ningle really fast asleep?
The problem was, the night was still long. If Pei Ningle never came, the situation might be hard to control…
At this moment, Wang Heng sent another text message with only nine words, and then quietly dialed the fourth call. His phone screen was behind Han Yixuan’s head, so the girl couldn’t possibly detect this operation.
The fourth call connected.
Wang Heng hung up immediately.
The room was quiet for another minute, and suddenly, there was a burst of irritable knocking on the door.
Han Yixuan froze all over—Little Le woke up now? How could it be such a coincidence!
And Wang Heng had already deleted the text message and call log, quietly stuffed the phone back into his pants pocket, and whispered, “It might be Little Le knocking on the door. Let me go check?”
His voice was calm and confident.
The so-called strategy of mutual checks and balances was just this magical and effective.
