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"What?! Let Xiong Sangou be Sister Yao's manager?!"
Hearing Mo Yan¡¯s words, Fangfang couldn¡¯t help but exclaimed.
"Sister Yan, aren't you coming back?"
Lin Yao asked quickly.
"What are you thinking, you are so stupid, how can I feel relieved? But I will have to wait at least six months after the child is born before I can come back. In total, it will take more than a year.
Yaoyao, with your current popularity and status, you will only get more and more work. You cannot go without an agent for such a long time.
Xiong Sangou is the most suitable candidate to replace me during this period of time. "
Mo Yan said calmly.
"Sister Yan, are you so optimistic about Xiong Sangou?"
Fangfang was a little hesitant and asked again:
"There are so many old Tianhai employees in the studio who came with Sister Yao, why not choose one of them? After all, Xiong Sangou has just come to our studio not long ago, can we trust him 100%?"
"That's right, Fangfang, you know how to doubt people."
Mo Yan spoke to Fangfang approvingly and explained:
"Xiong Sangou was able to get rid of so many Hei Linyao's marketing accounts, which shows that he is indeed unique. Don't you also say that Xiong Sangou has a strong working ability?
What Yaoyao needs now is not to walk up, but to stand steadily on the top of this mountain. This is actually what Xiong Sangou is good at.
As for other specific details, Fangfang will be responsible for you.
"Fangfang, you have to remember that although you are still Yuanyuan's assistant in name, in fact your responsibilities are sometimes more important than that of your agent.
Xiong Sangou is definitely available.
As for the rest, even if he has any secrets, I judge that at least he will not be detrimental to Yaoyao. "
Mo Yan obviously had a plan in mind.
"Sister Yan, have you checked Mr. Xiong?"
Lin Yao suddenly asked.
"Yes, I did check it."
Mo Yan had nothing to hide and admitted it openly.
"But nothing was found."
Fangfang said strangely: "Since nothing has been found, Sister Yan, why do you still say that he has a secret?"
Mo Yan smiled and said: "In this circle, the most terrifying person is the person who can't find out anything."
Fangfang was a little dizzy, "Then you still want him to be Sister Yao's agent?"
Mo Yan raised his hand and pointed at Fangfang, "I just said that you have grown up not many people in this circle are completely clean. We use his ability, and other things are not important. As long as he will not harm Lin Yao, he The scarier it is, the better it is for us, do you understand?"
"I don't understand" Fangfang's brain was about to cramp.
"Okay, anyway, just do as I say."
While Mo Yan was talking, there was a knock on the door outside.
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"Yanyan, are you still talking about work? It's time to drink milk."
¡°Then there was a middle-aged woman¡¯s extremely gentle voice, which made Lin Yao and Fangfang couldn¡¯t help but get goosebumps.
"Auntie, I'll be fine soon My mother-in-law wants me to drink milk every night. Alas, I almost vomit after drinking it"
Mo Yan's wise and capable image collapsed instantly, and he sighed with a grimace.
"Hahaha, Sister Yan, you have today too. Finally, someone can cure you, haha!"
Fangfang was so happy that she held her stomach and laughed.
Mo Yan stared at her coldly, and Fangfang quickly covered her mouth, "I, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." After that, she ran away.
¡°This little girl, when I come back, I¡¯m going to make her butt swollen!¡±
Mo Yan laughed out of anger and said to Lin Yao:
"Yaoyao, you should go back early. I'm going out to deal with my mother-in-law."
"Sister Yan."
Lin Yao suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Yan asked.
"that¡¡"
Lin Yao hesitated.
"Are you feeling sorry for Yang Jiaxin?"
Mo Yan knew this silly girl very well, so he guessed after thinking about it.
"Yes I think, actually, she is quite pitiful."
Lin Yao remembered the night when she helped Xiao Ye find Yang Jiaxin to intercede. In that luxurious and cold villa, Yang Jiaxin looked cold and fierce, but Lin Yao always had a feeling?,
That villa, or everything around Yang Jiaxin, even herself, was a cage, trapping her in it.
In the end, Yang Jiaxin did not pursue Xiao Ye and fulfilled his and Fangfang's case.
So Lin Yao actually never had much hostility towards this once biggest opponent.
"Yao Yao, you can't help her, and she won't accept your help. Just be yourself. This industry will never show any mercy to worthless people Go home early and have a good rest."
"Well, Sister Yan, take care of yourself too."
Lin Yao hung up the video and sat quietly on the chair.
She took out her phone and dialed Yang Jiaxin's number. She hesitated and finally put down the phone.
If it was a year ago, she would have followed her heart, even if it was like Sister Yan said, she couldn't help at all, or Yang Jiaxin didn't disdain her kindness at all.
She would also pull out the phone without hesitation.
But now after all, she is no longer the ignorant and innocent little girl she was when she first debuted.
At this time, the phone rang, it was a video call from Fang Xiaole.
Lin Yao quickly connected.
"Honey, why are you still in the studioWhat's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Fang Xiaole could see Lin Yao's mood at a glance.
Lin Yao told Fang Xiaole about the conversation with Mo Yan just now and the fact that she gave up calling Yang Jiaxin.
"Husband, I think I have changed."
Lin Yao looked a little wilted.
"It has changed, and it has become smarter than before."
Fang Xiaole laughed.
"ah?"
Lin Yao looked up at him in surprise.
"If it was when I first met you, even if Sister Mo didn't agree, you would have foolishly gone to Yang Jiaxin and then met with disgrace.
And now, you know how to distinguish who should be helped and who should not be helped or cannot be helped. "
Fang Xiaole smiled and said:
¡°It¡¯s not that I¡¯ve become bad, it¡¯s that I¡¯ve become better at protecting myself.¡±
Lin Yao lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head with a soft smile: "Well, I understand, thank you, husband~~"
"By the way, you just said that Sister Yan had guessed that Zhang Zhiqin was going to give her a surprise, so what should we do? Should we tell Zhang Zhiqin?"
Fang Xiaole asked.
"Sister Yan said not to tell him, so we just pretended not to know that Sister Yan already knew."
Lin Yao thought about the way Mo Yan said this to Zhang Zhiqin, like she was doting on a child, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle:
"Sister Yan said that when a child becomes sensible for the first time, don't hit him."
Fang Xiaole was speechless: "Sister Mo, is she raising Zhang Zhiqin as her son?"
Lin Yao smiled and said: "Actually, I think Zhang Zhiqin and Sister Yan are the most suitable. If both are stupid, neither of them will be able to survive. If both are smart, then they will not be able to survive."
Fang Xiaole looked Lin Yao up and down on the screen, "Honey, you seem to have really changed?"
Lin Yao asked nervously: "Then, will you not like me?"
¡°It seems like he hasn¡¯t changed much now, he¡¯s just as stupid he¡¯s so cute.¡±
Fang Xiaole laughed, then remembered something, and he suddenly asked:
"Honey, do you like tfany's jewelry and rings?"
Lin Yao nodded: "I like it. I am still the spokesperson of tfany. Husband, why do you suddenly ask this?"
She was a little nervous. Did he know about her plan to propose?
"It's nothing, just ask."
Fang Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly thought of a question in the past two days, what if Lin Yao doesn't like tfany's Moonlight Goddess diamond ring?
So he tried it out, and now he is finally relieved.
¡°Wife, just wait for the big surprise I give you, hehe.
"oh."
Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Fang Xiaole had not seen through her proposal plan.
I thought happily:
¡°Husband, just wait for the big surprise I give you, hehe.
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