After visiting the website for two hours, Xiao Ran finally decided on which website to choose to publish songs.

He chose the Seine River, of course, not published on the river, but the website's name is the Seine River.

This song website is not the largest song website in France, but it is also in the top three.

Xiao Ran chose to upload songs here not only because the scale here is quite large, but what interested him is that Xiao Ran saw the name of a Chinese in the website manager.

Xu Mochou is the director of Seine Music Website.

The website has been selected, so he immediately prepared to contact the director to see if he could promote it.

But he was about to make a call when a pop-up window suddenly appeared on the website.

"The new song of the famous singer Ailijie is coming, and will be released on this site in three days!"

There was also a beautiful photo of Ailijie on the pop-up window, but Xiao Ran frowned.

This matter seems to be a bit too coincidental.

Or does the person named Ailijie really want to plagiarize his songs?

Xiao Ran's face changed slightly. He always took advantage of him, so there was no reason to let him suffer.

If that Ailijie really wants to make trouble, Xiao Ran is willing to accompany him.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Ran called the website's work number.

After several transfers, Xiao Ran finally heard the voice called Xu Mochou.

"Hello, Mr. Xiao Ran, I am Xu Mochou. I am honored to have the opportunity to call you." A rough and full of energy came from the opposite side.

Xiao Ran opened his mouth wide. He looked at his phone and the introduction on the website. He fell into a doubt about life.

He originally thought this was a girl, but who knew, okay, he knew that he was a strong man when he heard this sound.

"Hello, Mr. Xu, I am Xiao Ran. I want to find you for something, but I don't know if it's inconvenient for you." Xiao Ran said with a tough bullet.

"Of course, buddy, you are the pride of our China. I have bought all the tickets for your competitions and are going to cheer for you." The man opposite said with a hearty smile.

Xiao Ran didn't expect that this person was still his supporter, and his mood suddenly improved.

After arguing the time, Xiao Ran hung up the phone.

He did not tell Yao Ming about this matter. He was going to handle it himself. Besides, it might be a misunderstanding.

Turning off the computer, Xiao Ran stretched.

It's only about two o'clock in the afternoon, so he is not in a hurry to go to the appointment.

Walking out of the door, Xiao Ran looked around and then Xiao Ran showed his face.

"Murong Ai, are you at home?" Xiao Ran knocked on Murong Ai's door.

Soon, the door opened.

Murong Ai opened the door for Xiao Ran with a sleepy look on her face. It was obvious that she was taking a nap.

Murong Ai, who was in pajamas, looked extremely tempting. The ghost knew why women's pajamas were all open, and their white skin almost blinded Xiao Ran's eyes.

"Is there anything you have?" Murong Ai asked weakly as she walked inside.

She walked to the water dispenser and took a glass of water with a disposable cup. After drinking it, she felt much better.

"It's very simple, I'm hungry." Xiao Ran said calmly following Murong Ai.

"You..." Murong Ai almost sprayed out the water he had just drunk.

Is this guy Xiao Ran a child? Go to have a meal when you are hungry. What's the use of finding her?

"Mr. Xiao Ran, how old are you this year?" Murong Ai turned around and asked with a serious face.

"Keep confidential." Xiao Ran said calmly.

"You have two choices now. First, there are restaurants below, whether it is Chinese or Western food, all of them are available."

"Second, your room has a front desk phone and you can call him and they will deliver the meal to your room."

Murong Ai looked at Xiao Ran with a serious face and said.

"Third, I suddenly felt weak all over, so I wanted you to feed me." Xiao Ran said with a smile.

Murong Ai's face turned red in an instant. She was still vivid in her mind about what happened yesterday. If it weren't for the bastard in front of her, she wouldn't have had insomnia all night. Then, now she's sleeping, so he's so embarrassed to say it.

"I'll tell you directly, there's no way." Murong Ai said with a red face.

When she thought of what happened yesterday, her face couldn't help but turn red.

I originally agreed to kiss me, but this guy was so rude that he basically broke through all except for the final bottom line.

What's even more annoying is that he could control it. Murong Ai thought he couldn't even control it at that time.

God knows who this is. Did God take a photo of the fairy who tortured her?

Murong Ai decided to try to avoid contact with Xiao Ran before she thought about how to deal with this relationship. This guy was someone she couldn't handle.

"Okay." Xiao Ran also saw Murong Ai's determination. He had a slight regret on his face. He originally wanted to tease her, but it seemed that there was no chance.

"Actually, I'm here to tell you that I may have something to do in the past few days, so the group activities can only be cancelled. However, you can pay attention to Tarasher's activities. If she comes to Paris, you can notify me." Xiao Ran shrugged and said.

He must have done what he promised Murong Ai.

But Tarasher has not arrived in Paris yet, so all this cannot be done yet.

"Well, I will notify you then. I have contacted the bosses over there again this morning. Unfortunately, that old guy will not retire in the past few years. It seems that you can only help." Murong Ai had a deep resentment towards that guy.

"You don't have to contact us for the time being. Let's wait for Tarasher to come and we'll see you later." Xiao Ran said.

In his opinion, this kind of contact is meaningless. Others just don’t want to authorize you, so what can you do?

So it can only be done by Xiao Ran. Of course, it is not a thug, but an authorization is required.

"You are right. In fact, it's not just my family, but at least more than 30 shooting halls want this authorization. The competition is too fierce now." Murong Ai sighed.

As China's economy becomes more and more developed, the demand for shooting halls is also increasing.

After all, guns are the dream of almost all men, and more importantly, most people have never touched them.

Now that people are rich, they naturally want to realize their wishes, so there are more and more shooting halls, and they are naturally becoming more and more intense.

A name may be able to save a shooting hall, which has been confirmed. At the beginning, if it weren’t for Wang Yifu’s name, Murong Ai’s shooting hall would never have developed so rapidly. This is inevitable.
Chapter completed!