The Long-awaited Mr Han Chapter 358 - I Hope That You’re the Only One at Home

The smile on his face was so gentle.

w.a.n.g Qianyun wanted to seize the opportunity and scooted over to take a peek. Who exactly was Han Zhuoli talking to? Was it his girlfriend?

Han Zhuoli coldly hid his cellphone. “Nothing.”

After that, he stood up and spoke to w.a.n.g Juhuai sitting across him. “Uncle, I will make a move first then.”

“You’re leaving so soon?” w.a.n.g Juhuai stood up, feeling a little regretful.

“I still have another meeting later. The next time I’m here for work, I’ll visit you again,” Han Zhuoli said.

This time, he was entrusted by Han Xijin and thus came to visit w.a.n.g Juhuai.

w.a.n.g Juhuai was a famous composer. He had composed music for many Hollywood films, and had even won an Academy Award for Best Original Score three times.

Such an honor was even very hard to come by Americans themselves, let alone Asians who are discriminated against in Hollywood.

Here, Asians were discriminated more than black people.

Moreover, in such a compet.i.tive field, w.a.n.g Juhuai had achieved great success. It was obvious to anyone how impressive his status was in the musical field, and even in the movie industry.

Small screen television shows wouldn’t even think of asking w.a.n.g Juhuai.

Be it locally produced or overseas produced big productions, all were more than willing to work with w.a.n.g Juhuai.

Right now, w.a.n.g Juhuai didn’t even have to look for any work, and tons of movies producers were already inviting him, waiting for him to select them.

When they were younger, w.a.n.g Juhuai and Han Xijin were good friends.

When Han Zhuoli was a child, Han Xijin would sometimes bring Han Zhuoli over when he went abroad for work.

Back then, w.a.n.g Juhuai’s younger brother and sister-in-law would often bring w.a.n.g Qianyun along to w.a.n.g Juhuai’s house.

Other than their regular family visits, they were mainly trying to gain some benefit from w.a.n.g Juhuai.

Han Zhuoli always didn’t like w.a.n.g Juhuai’s younger brother and sister-in-law. Their eyes were always gleaming with schemes and tricks.

And after the first time they met Han Xijin and Han Zhouli and learned about their ident.i.ties, as long as Han Xijin brought Han Zhuoli over, w.a.n.g Qianyun and her family would always be there too.

This annoyed Han Xijin and Han Zhuoli greatly.

This time too, he, unfortunately, met w.a.n.g Qianyun again.

w.a.n.g Qianyun was smarter than Dai Yiran. She didn’t keep saying that they were “childhood sweethearts”, but her behavior and actions stemmed from her a.s.suming that they were childhood sweethearts. Han Zhuoli hated it a lot and was sick of it already.

He had already shown extreme rejection and coldness towards her, yet w.a.n.g Qianyun’s skin was extremely thick and she pretended as if she didn’t see it at all.

Seeing that Han Zhuoli was standing up to leave, w.a.n.g Qianyun stood up too. “Brother Han, you’re here to discuss a partners.h.i.+p with Maxus Company, right? How is it coming along? If there’s anything you need help in, feel free to let me know, I’m working in the production department in Maxus.”

“No need.”

A Hollywood producer did have much say.

But w.a.n.g Qianyun was just an a.s.sistant producer. She didn’t even have that much authority.

She had only got into Maxus Company because Maxus liked w.a.n.g Juhuai and wanted to benefit from w.a.n.g Qianyun’s relations.h.i.+p with w.a.n.g Juhuai and make it easier for him to invite w.a.n.g Juhuai to compose for movies produced by their company.

w.a.n.g Qianyun completely couldn’t come in any contact of the official business that Han Zhuoli was discussing with them.

Moreover, even if she could help, Han Zhuoli wouldn’t give her any chance to stick her hands into this.

Han Zhuoli was really absolutely annoyed by her. He didn’t even bother hiding his frustration and annoyed expression on his face, letting w.a.n.g Juhuai and w.a.n.g Qianyun see it all clearly.

“Uncle, I’m here to greet you on behalf of my father. Next time I’m here, I hope that you’re the only one at home,” Han Zhuoli enunciated his last sentence loud and clear.

Yet w.a.n.g Qianyun really deserved quite some praise. Even after Han Zhuoli’s words, she could still smile without batting an eyelid, as if he wasn’t talking about her at all.