Zhao Yixin's heart was pounding loudly when he heard it.

He knew how ruthless Mr. Zhai was, and the fate of the Jinghong Band was all due to Mr. Zhai's single-handed operation.

Zhao Yixin was afraid of being implicated, so he quickly looked at Han Sen and was about to stop Han Sen from speaking——

But Han Sen didn't seem to hear it and looked at Fang Qiwen thoughtfully: "What are you betting on?"

Fang Qiwen smiled faintly: "Bet on whether you can win the championship of "Xiangjiang Star". If you can't win, it means that I was wrong. If you win the championship, I will personally send you to Beijing to develop."

"The person I, Fang Qiwen, want to admire has never failed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door opened and the floor arrived.

"Not interested in."

Han Sen walked out of the elevator first.

He was habitually cautious, and he didn't trust this woman in his heart.

After all, thirty seconds ago, the other party was standing with the so-called Mr. Zhai.

Fang Qiwen looked slightly cold, walked out of the elevator, and asked aloud: "Are you not interested, or do you lack the ability?"

Han Sen said nothing, leaving behind a lonely figure of a master.

behind.

Zhao Yixin shouted: "Han Sen, you are going in the wrong direction! The studio is over here!"

Han Sen paused and thought quietly for a while.

He turned around and walked back as if nothing had happened.

When passing by Fang Qiwen, he asked: "Do you mean what you say?"

Hearing this, Zhai Wenjun seemed to have heard a big joke and sneered: "You, you still want to win the championship? You're just dreaming!"

Fang Qiwen nodded slowly and said: "A gentleman's words are extremely important, you should believe me, just like I believe you."

A person who can eat dried carrots and still study...
Chapter completed!