Chapter 82 Marketing Account
However, what Qiao Yan is looking for is Qin Zijun. Qin Zijun is an artist, and he has a bit of the aloofness and loneliness of an artist.
Hearing Qiao Yan's words, Qin Zijun not only didn't stop, but even walked faster.
Although she didn't look back, she could vaguely hear SB.
Seeing that Qin Zijun had already boarded the bus, Qiao Yan looked back and glanced at Su Ran and Lu Xi in confusion, "Forget it, you must be as strange as her and don't like me at all. Money.”
"No, I need to explain this." Su Ran said seriously, "I like it."
"I like it too." Lu Xi nodded quickly, "If you want us to stay and chat with you, You can throw money at us as much as you want.”
Qiao Yan didn't believe it, "Your eyes tell me that you don't like it."
Because the people around him who like money look at him with an uncomfortable eagerness and desire, like It was like eating him alive, but Su Ran and Lu Xi were not.
Su Ran and Lu Xi were speechless at this time. No, handsome boy, how did you see that we don’t love money? Our eyes are filled with "I want money", can't you see?
"Forget it," Qiao Yan stood up as if disappointed, "I'm not the one who forces others to do anything. I'm leaving too. Whenever you want to shoot, you can just call me."
As he said that, Qiao Yan Yan placed a business card in front of Su Ran.
Then he pulled out a suitcase from under the table.
Su Ran and Lu Xi were confused, "What are you doing with your suitcase while eating?"
"It's all money." Qiao Yan said, opening a small opening to let Su Ran and Lu Xi Xi took a look and said, "I originally wanted to give it to you, but you didn't like it, so I took it back."
"!!!!!! We like it!" Su Ran and Lu Xi looked at Qiao Yan, "I really like it."
Qiao Yan shook his head, "You don't have to lie to me, I can see it. ”
With that said, Qiao Yan pulled the suitcase and left. From the weight of the suitcase, you could see how much money was inside. Su Ran and Lu Xi were heartbroken, "What have we done to make him think that we don't love money? Can't we change it in the future?"
"White-haired weirdo" Can you understand why logic is different from normal people?" Lu Xi looked at Su Ran.
Su Ran was still heartbroken over the lost money, "I don't understand either. After all, he is also a programmed character, and his worldview is different from that of normal people."
"Oh." Speaking of money, Lu Xi thought of his poor bank card balance, "I was caught by Ye Yu going to a bar and fined me 500,000 yuan. Now I don't have more than 2,000 yuan in my whole body. "
"I just transferred 500,000 yuan to you." Su Ran pinched Lu Xi's face and said, "Use it first. I don't have any more. The money will be invested in Cen Shen's company. "
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Lu Xi subconsciously hugged Su Ran's arm, trying to act coquettishly, but when she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone secretly filming her.
So, folding arms turned into pushing Su Ran, "There are paparazzi taking pictures, let's pretend to have a quarrel, and then let's go."
"Okay."
So, the two of them pretended to have a few words and then left the hotel.
But the two really underestimated the paparazzi's ability to make up stories based on pictures.
With just such a meal and a few pictures, Su Ran, Lu Xi and Qiao Yan were on the hot search together.
Qiao Yan, everyone knows him, he is a famously wealthy man.
Su Ran and Lu Xi stayed with him, and the scene of the money in the suitcase was captured by the paparazzi.
So, this meal, in the marketing slogan, became:
Qiao Yan’s Concubine Selection Rice, Su Ran and Lu Xi fought in the restaurant for Qiao Yan.
(End of this chapter)