Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

  Chapter 65 Xie Xihe VS Xiangsi

  I saw that the computer, which had not been turned on for more than half a year, turned on at some point. On the pitch-black screen, a bright red dialog box was particularly conspicuous.

   Just as she was looking, the computer beeped again, and a line of words in the same color as the dialog box slowly appeared on the screen: [Forgot to mention, my name is Xie Xihe, from Jiasong Media]

  Xie...Xi He?

  Xiang Si was stunned again when he saw the faintly familiar name.

  Although she has hardly been to the company for nearly a year, and rarely pays attention to the entertainment industry, she has still heard of the name Xie Xihe.

  —Besides that couple, she used to have two artists under her management. One of them lost contact after the incident, but the other girl named Jiang Luyao came to visit her from time to time.

  That girl is a small chatterbox, and loves to talk about all kinds of gossip.

   Perhaps to persuade her to cheer up, the most commonly used sentence pattern when talking to her is: so-and-so in the entertainment industry has been hacked again, it's miserable!

   Among them, the most mentioned one is a young trainee named Xie Xihe.

  Xie Xihe accidentally spilled the red wine, and the victim cried and went on the trending searches, it was miserable.

  Xie Xihe pushed the person down and left without saying a word, and was scolded for being arrogant and self-righteous again, it was miserable.

  Xie Xihe wore a Zhengyang Green Jadeite Bracelet made of glass when participating in the show today. It is said that the price is tens of millions, and the Internet is saying that it is either fake or a gift from the benefactor.

  I don't understand, Xie Xihe is the eldest lady of a century-old medical family, what a deep background, it is not normal to have a bracelet of tens of millions in the family, can this be black?

   Tsk, it's really a black physique, and it's too miserable.

  …

   She heard a lot of things like this.

  Just a few days ago, Jiang Luyao came over and talked about the Internet rumor that Xie Xi was angry with his own father and was scolded miserably.

  She never expected that a person who has always been in the gossip would find her at this time, or in this way...

  Xiang Si looked at the computer not far away emitting a gloomy light, and suddenly felt a little curious in his heart.

  She lifted the quilt and sat in front of the computer.

   After thinking about it, he typed slowly: [I was sleeping just now, I didn't see it, what do you want me for? 】

   Originally, I was just trying to see it, and I wasn’t sure if the other party could see it. Unexpectedly, within a few seconds of typing, the other party’s message came back: [Lack of an agent, are you interested]

  To be honest, Xiang Si is not very interested.

  Having been in this small rental house for almost a year, she has almost forgotten what it's like to be an agent, and she doesn't think she can still be a good agent.

  Recalling the past events, Xiang Si's eyes once again had an uncontrollable gloomy look.

  Suddenly I don’t want to talk anymore, so I typed casually: [No…]

   Just typed the first letter, and the other party's message came in again.

   Still a simple sentence: [In addition to the company's salary, I will give you an additional 10% of my income as an artist]

   Pause for two seconds: [In addition, provide accommodation]

   Another three seconds: [A small apartment on the other side of Shuguang Street, I will give it to you after one year of work]

  Xiang Si: "..."

   If you want to ask her how she feels at the moment, it is probably that a finger is hanging on the E key, but I don't know why, but I just can't press it.

  So, is this the style of a lady from a medical family?

  Throwing houses at people?

   It is a house in the Fourth Ring Road of Kyoto...

  Xiang Si took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, it took a full minute to calm down.

  But before she could figure out how to answer, the message popped up again: [? 】

   A simple symbol that represents the patience of the person opposite who is about to run out.

  Then before his mind could figure out his thoughts, his fingers quickly responded.

  Xiang Si: 【Interested】

  Xie Xihe still replied very quickly: [That's OK, at the coffee shop opposite Jiasong tomorrow at 1:30 pm, face-to-face interview]

   After Xiang Si finished typing, he froze for a while, and when he saw this line of writing, he froze for a moment.

  In the end, I didn’t know what to think of, and a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of my lips, and I replied: [OK]

  With one word, she fell back into the chair behind her as if she had collapsed.

  He leaned his head on the back of the chair. From this angle, he could see the dark and narrow roof and the cobweb that appeared at the corner of the wall more clearly.

   There are also scattered paper towels everywhere, a thick layer of dust on the ground, crumpled clothes...

  Looking at Xiang Si, the self-deprecating color on the corner of his lips became a little stronger.

   As far as her current situation is concerned, it would be great if someone is willing to find her as an agent. Why is she still hesitating here?

   Is it true that you have to wait until your savings are exhausted and lie here waiting to die?

   No...she can't die yet...

   A bit of ruthlessness flashed across the always empty eyes, Xiang Si got up and went back to the bed.

   Thoughts are still churning in my heart, but for some reason, as soon as I close my eyes this time, a strong sense of sleepiness sweeps over me.

  Xiang Si fell into a deep sleep...

  Facing the computer, Xie Xihe looked at the word [OK] on the screen in front of him, and couldn't help yawning.

   With his eyes blurred, he nestled into the bed.

   Have a good night's sleep.

  *

  The next day.

  Xie Xihe slept until ten o'clock, and after completing the discharge procedures for Mr. Xie, he sent him home.

   Then I took a taxi to Jiasong Media... the coffee shop opposite.

  Xiang Si had already arrived, and subconsciously looked up when he heard the voice.

   When she saw the girl who was slowly walking towards her, she paused, and an uncontrollable look of amazement appeared in her eyes.

   What followed was the habitual excitement of being an agent.

   With such a face and such a temperament, I can't find another one in the entire entertainment circle. How bad is Qiao Yazhen's brain to let such a person to fend for herself!

  While Xiang Si was looking at Xie Xihe, Xie Xihe was also looking at each other.

  He is thin and tall, with long, tea-brown curly hair scattered casually over his shoulders.

  A signature oval face, originally a dignified and soft appearance, but because of the slight sense of decadence on the body, it has an indescribable charm.

  Two supposedly contradictory temperaments mixed together, unexpectedly harmonious.

  Xie Xihe raised his eyebrows, and casually put the document bag in front of Xiang Si, sat down opposite him, and said, "Look at the contract, if you have no problem, sign it."

  Xiang Si: "...Is it so straightforward, don't need to discuss it further?"

Xie Xihe glanced at her, clicked on the browser that came with the phone, entered the three words [Xie Xihe] leisurely, then pushed the phone in front of her, and said, "I don't need it anymore." , you can take your time if you need to.”

   Slowly stirring the coffee ordered by the secretary in front of him, he added: "I have an appointment with Qiao Yazhen at two o'clock, and there is still half an hour, so there is no rush."

  As soon as Xiang Si lowered his head, he saw [Xie Xihe...] on the screen, all black material without exception, and couldn't help but say again: "..."

   Pressing the center of his eyebrows, he reached out and took out the contract in the file bag.

  Xie Xihe watched with a smile on his lips.

See you tomorrow

  (end of this chapter)