You Are Deep in The Stars

Although Mr. Han seemed to be sure of everything, Bai Xi still had many concerns, the most critical of which was Liu Chunchun’s safety. Since the other party would kidnap and follow him, he might do the same thing to Liu Chunchun, not to mention that the other party was robbed of a huge sum of money out of thin air this time. For all the reasons combined, it was really hard for him not to worry.

“Believe me,” Han Zhuo wiped his lenses, “There wouldn’t be any problem.”

“Whether there will be a problem or not, you can’t take it casually,” Bai Xi pushed him down and sat on the sofa, “At least tell me your plan. What if Chunchun is kidnapped by them in the future? Also, you couldn’t keep in touch with the other party all the time. Where could we find a trustworthy person named Wang?”

“We could solve this problem together,” Han Zhuo casually dialed a number.

It took two minutes before someone answered the call with a yawn, “What’s the matter?”

“I need you for a new job temporarily,” Han Zhuo Zhuo got straight to the point, “There is a young painter who currently needs an assistant and a bodyguard named Wang.”

Bai Xi: “…”

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, then screamed in the noise: “What did this have to do with me? My surname isn’t Wang, nor am I an assistant or a bodyguard!”

“You could be,” Han Zhuo glanced at the clock on the wall, “Come to see me before five o’clock, remember to bring your fake ID.”

The other party was still shouting something, but Han Zhuo had already hung up the phone and said to Bai Xi: “It’s done.”

Xiao Bai was in a complicated mood and commented truthfully: “You don’t look like someone with good credibility.”

“Chunchun is your friend. Of course, I will be responsible for protecting his safety without any mistakes,” Han Zhuo helped him change the cold tea. “Apart from this, you should carefully consider whether you wanted to tell Chunchun the truth of the matter, including your suspicions and our future plans.”

Bai Xi was silent after hearing this. Frankly speaking, of course, he didn’t want Liu Chunchun to be affected because of him, but the reality was already in front of him, that was, no matter what he wanted. Liu Chunchun had already been involved. Now it was an art exhibition, and there might be more things happening in the future. He wasn’t sure that he could keep hiding it forever.

“Did you want to hear my advice?” Han Zhuo asked.

Bai Xi nodded.

“Tell him,” Han Zhuo said, “Then we could solve this matter together.”

“I would tell him,” Bai Xi leaned back in the chair and frowned slightly, “But I still felt… a little sorry for Chunchun, because of my affairs.”

“That’s why, I asked for five million as compensation,” Han Zhuo stood behind him and massaged his shoulders, “Or you could have a good talk with Chunchun first, then he could choose to refuse. I guessed the other party wouldn’t waste too much time on him during this art exhibition.”

Bai Xi agreed, and after a while, he asked again: “By the way, who is the bodyguard you were looking for for Chunchun?”

Han Zhuo: “In another hour, you could see him with your own eyes.”

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In fact, only twenty minutes later, Bai Xi’s assistant knocked on the door and said that a fierce visitor came to the front desk, claiming to have a relationship with Mr. Han. His surname was Wang.

“Let him in,” Bai Xi put down the documents in his hand, looking forward to meeting Mr. Wang, who was said to have hundreds of false certificates.

The glass door was pushed open aggressively. The young man was wearing a white suit. His sharp nails were picking at his tie impatiently. His slightly long hair was tied back casually, with a few strands of bangs hanging down to cover his eyes. His skin was very white, like some kind of elf who hadn’t seen the light of day all year round…well, an elf with a bad temper.

Bai Xi watched helplessly as he made four deep dents on his desk.

“Wang Beibei?” Han Zhuo threw his fake ID card into the trash can. “This name didn’t work, let’s change it.”

The man punched the desk and threw out seventeen more cards.

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“Wang Yuanchen?” Han Zhuo stuffed one of them back into his trouser pocket, “OK, you would be Wang Yuanchen from now on.”

Bai Xi: “…”

If he remembered correctly, the newly promoted Mr. ‘Wang Yuanchen’ in front of him should be the bartender from the bar before. He liked to get close to the guests and talked ambiguously, liked to wear red contact lenses, and liked to show off his pointed vampire fangs. It was really hard not to leave a deep impression on others. But to be honest, after taking off his makeup, this person did look a bit cool in the literary and art circles. But that alone didn’t seem to be enough, so he asked Han Zhuo in a low voice: “Can he fight?”

The man raised his foot with a gloomy expression and trampled Mr. Xiao Bai’s imported metal trash can into a pancake.

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“Don’t worry, I won’t let you suffer,” Han Zhuo handed him the phone, “This is your employer, his name is Liu Chunchun, we will meet him in an hour.”

The man agreed sadly, but a little bit unwilling to give in, he rolled his eyes and looked at Bai Xi.

Han Zhuo blocked his sight and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: “Dream on.”

The man asked for trouble and let out a scoff in his mouth. He sat alone on the sofa and read the information. At the same time, he did not forget to use a pair of white hands to turn the screen on.