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Chapter 494 Leave, You Are Unworthy

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    [523] Leave, you are not worthy

    It's just that the Kyushu Group was established not long ago, and its foundation is not stable.

    In terms of influence, it is still a bit weak.

    But it's only a matter of time.

    However, everyone at the scene heard that all these orders were given by Mr. Ye himself!  They all speculated,

    "Mr. Ye is not a fan of Yang Sixuan, is he?"

    "Yes, otherwise Kyushu Technology is endorsed by Yang Sixuan, and Kyushu Auto is also endorsed by Yang Sixuan. How can there be such a coincidence?"

    "Tsk tsk, our goddess Sixuan is great! The bosses of Kyushu Group are all fans of Goddess Sixuan."

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

    "That's right, why didn't I think of it, woo woo Is the national goddess going to be taken away?"

    For a while, all the wolf friends wailed.

    At this time, the somewhat wretched reporter continued to insinuate:

    "Kyushu Auto is going to be the world's most high-end car brand. Although Ms. Yang Sixuan is an Asian queen, her international influence is far from enough, right?"

    "And your company made Ms. Yang Sixuan the lifelong spokesperson of Kyushu Automobile so hastily, and it cost a sky-high price of 3 billion. Is it a bit of a joke?"

    "this¡­¡­"

    Harris rubbed his forehead, spread his hands, "Sorry, I can't answer this question for you, maybe you should ask my boss, I'm just a part-time worker."

    He answered truthfully, he didn't know that the reporters in Huaguo were all chasing after the wind, and it was raining when they heard the wind, especially the entertainment gossip reporters, who could vividly describe everything that was missing.

    Sure enough, the wretched reporter said: "Then can I say that Miss Yang Sixuan's biggest backer is Mr. Ye? Or Mr. Ye prefers Miss Yang Sixuan, and is even pursuing Miss Yang Sixuan?"

    This reporter pressed on every step of the way, just to hit the sidelines and come up with some explosive news.

    And Harles didn't know that these entertainment gossip reporters were pissed, so he replied honestly: "You should ask our boss about this."

    Next, Halles answered a few more innocuous questions, and the press conference came to an end.

    "The Kyushu Group aggressively attacks the automotive field!"

    "Kyushu Automobile was formally established, threatening to create the world's number one brand automobile."

    "Kyushu Motors acquired Rolls-Royce, Maybach, and Bugatti, vowing to make the best cars in the world."

    "Kyushu Motors spent 3 billion yuan, and asked Ms. Yang Sixuan to be its spokesperson for life."

    All kinds of news about Kyushu Group and Kyushu Automobile spread all over the sky. At the same time, some entertainment gossip and gossip spread quickly among the market.

    "The man behind Yang Sixuan: Mr. Ye, the mysterious boss of Kyushu Group."

    "A secret that Ms. Yang Sixuan and Mr. Ye cannot tell!"

    "Yang Sixuan: A woman who really married into a rich man."

    "The grievances between the goddess of the nation and the richest man in the world!"

    In short, all kinds of gossip are flying around the Internet.

    But the two parties didn't take it seriously at all.

    Ye Xuan meditated and practiced in his room every day, went to teach at Peking University from time to time, molested Shi Yibing, and lived a very happy life.

    What about Yang Sixuan?

    I'm busy with the audition for The Voice of the Empire, and I'm so busy every day.

    On this day, Ye Xuan just walked out of the classroom after class, when a woman stopped in front of him. It was Su Qian, Yang Sixuan's manager.

    "Professor Ye, I want to talk to you about something, is it convenient for you?" Su Qian blinked and said.

    Ye Xuan doesn't like Su Qian, a woman, and thinks she is a bit powerful, but in the entertainment circle, especially the manager, who is not powerful?  And a little power, it's better for the artists under his banner.

    However, for Yang Sixuan's sake, he still nodded.

    Su Qian smiled stiffly, and glanced at the surrounding environment:

    "Professor Ye, this is not a place to talk. I know there is a dessert shop nearby, which is very famous. Let's go there and chat!"

    Ye Xuan frowned slightly, but still nodded.

    ? Cloud South Island Dessert, is a global chain brand, originated in Europe, many fashionable young men?? like to come here for a date.

    "Tell me, what's the matter?"

    Ye Xuan sat down, his voice was neither salty nor weak, neither enthusiastic nor indifferent.

    "Don't rush, just speak slowly."

    Su Qian smiled slightly, and pushed the menu over: "What do you want to eat?"

    Ye Xuan scanned the menu for things like milk tea, coffee, and desserts, and frowned: "A glass of water."

    Su Qian nodded, thinking to herself, this Professor Ye is really unique, no wonder he attracts Sixuan, but Sixuan is still too young, everything I do today is for the good of Sixuan.

    Thinking of this, seeing that Ye Xuan was not in high spirits, she closed the menu and said straight to the point:

    "Professor Ye, let me tell you the truth, let's break up!"

    "What?" Ye Xuan looked at her strangely.

    "I said separate from Sixuan! It's good for you and for her." Su Qian repeated it firmly, her tone a lot heavier.

    Ye Xuan frowned: "What do you mean?"

    Su Qian took a long breath. She looked Ye Xuan up and down several times. In good conscience, Ye Xuan was really handsome. If he was in the entertainment industry, he would definitely be the most popular idol niche.

    But that's all!

    What about even the top traffic niche?

    Like Lu Yixing?

    Wu Yihan?

    Li Yifan?

    Although he is a popular little fresh meat and earns hundreds of millions of dollars for a TV series, he is nothing more than a celebrity actor, and he eats youth food!  It was the money of some little girls that was cheated!  !

    In the past ten or eight years, these little girls have grown up, married and established businesses, who will still be fans of them?

    The Eight Great Heavenly Kings back then are still fresh meat now?  No matter how popular it is, there will always be times of bleakness.

    Moreover, in the eyes of the real rich and capitalists, these little fresh meats are just tools to make money. At best, they are just celebrity actors. With their appearance, they can be popular for a few years, but there are always newcomers in the entertainment industry, and there is always someone more handsome than you.  A more beautiful and more enchanting newcomer pops out!  At that time, what can an outdated idol star do besides living on his laurels?

    ? In fact, the current popular little fresh meats are all trying to make money when they are young and popular, and when they are old, they can earn enough!

    In Su Qian's eyes, although Ye Xuan is more talented and connotative than those stars, he will at most be a cultural scholar, a famous professor and the like.

    If it was an ordinary woman, she would be a good match, but Yang Sixuan is the top queen of Huaguo, a figure at the top of Huaguo's entertainment circle, and she is still on the rise!

    What she needs is a man who can really help her in her career and change her from "rich" to "luxury".

    And Ye Xuan didn't have such energy and capital at all.

    Thinking of this, Su Qian's face darkened, her eyes were indifferent:

    "Leave Sixuan, you are not good enough for her!"

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