Chapter 844

The monsoon was confused, "ah? I've always been an artist of Yuchuan? How did I become an artist of JPJ?"

As if afraid of Bo Qing's anger, monsoon quickly explained to Bo Qing, "brother president, I didn't betray you."

Bo Qing looked at the monsoon and suddenly felt that the boy's acting was very good. He could develop in the performing arts circle in the future. After all, the current music world can't afford any big splash.

Before Bo tilted his mouth, Bo Haifeng's gloomy and angry voice sounded, "monsoon, do you want to break the contract?"

"Don't be angry, Mr. Bo." Bo Qing said, looking around with his spare light and continued to speak, "there are too many people here. Let's go. Let's talk while drinking? Or, change a place?"

"Let's talk while drinking. I didn't drink just now without the president's brother." Hey, "monsoon said, walking towards the elevator.

Bo Qing also stepped forward.

Bo Haifeng bit his teeth, turned and strode to keep up.

Into the elevator, three people are very quiet.

Bo Qing and Tang Guoyin made an appointment to meet in the Furong hall. The monsoon was the same as knowing. After getting out of the elevator, he went to the Furong hall with familiarity.

Bo Haifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and was more sure that there must be some unknown conspiracy between Bo Qing and the monsoon.

Monsoon didn't need the waiter to start. He directly opened the door of Furong hall and smiled, "brother president, please come in."

Thin tilt looked at monsoon, picked eyebrows, spoiled and smiled.

Where can I find such a obedient child?

Bo Haifeng brought the interaction between the two into his eyes, and the fire at the bottom of his heart rushed up at once.

Bo Qing, you dare to play with me, don't you?

Oh

But you may not know yet. Monsoon has signed a contract with me. If I don't release people, it's useless even if you two want to work together to pit me.

Thinking of these, Bo Haifeng stepped up and followed into the box.

Tang Guoyin hasn't come yet. There are only three of them in the box.

After sitting down, monsoon couldn't wait to say, "brother president, Mr. Bo just took me to know a lot of business leaders. They also signed a endorsement contract with me and will shoot advertisements soon. When I get out, the advertisements will be released."

Bo Qing looked at Bo Haifeng with a look of surprise and joy. "Mr. Bo, is this true? Why did you suddenly introduce resources to my artists? Is it difficult to finally realize that you have done too many immoral things and want to make up for it?"

Bo Haifeng was so angry that he clenched his fist and glared at Bo Qing fiercely, but suddenly remembered that monsoon had signed a contract with him, and he laughed, "Bo Qing, monsoon has nothing to do with you now. Haven't you two terminated the contract? Moreover, he has signed a contract with me now, which is the artist of our company..."

"Mr. Bo, you can eat medicine indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. When did I become an artist in your company?" monsoon quickly stood up and interrupted Bo Haifeng.

It seemed that he was afraid of Bo Qing's anger. Monsoon quickly explained, "brother president, don't listen to his nonsense. How can I betray you?"

Bo tilted his eyebrows and frowned, raised his hand and touched his chin, pretending to be puzzled, "I believe you, but why did Mr. Bo say that you signed a contract with him?"

The monsoon looked at Bo Haifeng with an inquiry. "Yes, Mr. Bo, I'm very grateful for you to introduce me to resources, but why do you wronged me? When did I sign a contract with you?"