Boss Wang was still slowly drinking tea.
He typed slowly and sent a message.
He even told the little assistant to entertain the Great God.
The little assistant held his phone in a daze. Like most people, he was Yan Xi's fan.
He was also familiar with Yan Xi's history. From Yan Xi's debut, it was his first single that shot him to popularity on the Internet.
Then, he had been scouted to participate in a draft selection. Ever since his debut, one name was bound to him—
The God-level arranger that was a ghost in the industry, Jiang Shanyi.
Even Yan Xi's fans had tried finding out about this Jiang Shanyi. Countless musicians wanted to dig into this by bribing Yan Xi's staff members.
A paparazzi team had even followed Yan Xi for three consecutive months, investigating the people around him, but still failing to find Jiang Shanyi.
The other party was too mysterious to dig up.
Boss Wang just said…