"Yes." After Ouyang Xing finished speaking, she backed out.

Huo Jiliang was left alone in the office.

After a while, he made a call, his tone gloomy and murderous, "Help me deal with a woman."

*

Cheng family.

Cheng Ziyin was lying in bed listening to music boredly.

She can't go out shopping either, the cabinet sisters all know her now, and no one is willing to sell her things.

She has no interest in going out shopping.

She doesn't have any good sisters, so she can only lie at home and pass the time.

Just when she was bored, suddenly the phone rang.

Caller ID shows He Qiuqiu.

The daughter of the He family, she is also a joke in the upper class.

As an eldest daughter, she ran to become a stewardess.

I don't know why.

"Hey."

"Ziyin, I just got off the plane, today I followed Captain Bo to London." He Qiuqiu's voice came from the phone.

"Captain Bo? You mean..." Cheng Ziyin suddenly sat up from the bed, "You mean, you and Bo Xing are the same crew?"

"Yeah, don't you know?" He Qiuqiu looked surprised. "Several big shopping malls in London are discounted today. Would you like me to take some bags back for you? I'll send you."

Cheng Ziyin had a slight move.

She and He Qiuqiu are not good sisters, but they are high school classmates.

This He Qiuqiu suddenly showed her favor, why?

"No need." Cheng Ziyin gave a ditch, "I have a bag."

"Why are you polite with me? Every time I fly abroad, I always bring gifts to my friends at home. That's it, I'll hang up!" He Qiuqiu hung up after speaking.

Then, with a few flight attendants, they entered the luxury goods counter.

I picked a few new bags of the season.

"Hey, look at it, our captain is at that counter..."

An air hostess said.

When several flight attendants heard the words, they all looked in the direction of her fingers.

I saw a tall and handsome man standing in front of a top big-name bag counter, and then said to the counter sister, "Wrap all the new bags for me. Every color and every style are required."

The stewardess all gasped, "What a big hand!"

"Mrs. Bo is too happy, too."

"All the new models!"

"My God, if it were me, I would have passed out happily."

"The cheapest bag of that brand is hundreds of thousands."

"Buying this large pile... it will cost a lot of money."

He Qiuqiu almost fainted with anger.

She brought two new bags of the season to Cheng Ziyin, and they were all bought cheaply, more than 10,000 yuan each.

Did not dare to buy too expensive.

It's better to be thin, and the cheapest one is hundreds of thousands.

Mrs. Bo!

I'm so jealous of Mrs. Thin!

I'm going crazy with jealousy!

*

In the municipal government studio.

Drink LaCrosse milk tea in the morning and LaCrosse dim sum in the afternoon.

These actors feel that they are not rehearsing, they are here to enjoy.

Many of the dissatisfaction with Ruan Su before has become a little more subtle now.

Curious, wondering why Lacrosse, who never delivers food, would give her food.

Curious, curious why she is so wealthy, there are more than one hundred shares at one point, and everyone has it.

Curious, curious about how much Jiang Xinyu spoiled her, that would make her spoil such a wealthy boy.

And she is really talented.

Li Zhuoyan's Guzheng piano art can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds under her guidance.

Many people who don't understand music can hear Li Zhuoyan's changes.

Just when everyone thought she could only play the piano.

Teacher Weilun called her to study choreography together.

The two studied for a long time before finally determining which dance step and which rhythm to choose.

The woman and Teacher Weilun communicated from time to time, including non-stop test jumps.

These actors can immediately understand... Ruan Su's dancing style, the dancing rhythm... not a layman.

From time to time, they could hear teacher Weilun’s exclamation, "Wow, Miss Ruan, perfect! You danced great!"

"Wow! This is it, this is what I want to express!"

When you think she can dance?

The instructor who played the sketch would call her again, and study the script with her, and study the expressions of the characters together.

She is able to put forward the most pertinent and best opinions and suggestions.

Until... a tutor said, "All the scripts of the sketches we perform are all scripts written by Master Su himself, so you all have to perform well, you know?"

Song Jiayan was blinded, "What did you say? Master Su?"

"Yeah! Master Su Yan has a brilliant literary talent, and his literary attainments are quite high. Don't think that Master Su is just a genius who can play piano and paint. She is a genius. Miss Ruan has a very good relationship with Master Su. She can ask Master Su to write. The script, it is conceivable that Miss Ruan should have taken a lot of effort."

The instructor took a sip of water and said, "Don't let Miss Ruan be young, you are not convinced. People really have two brushes."

"The other thing is, Miss Jun Yue, who has been hot in the past two days, have you heard of it?" said the instructor who teaches singing. "You can taste Miss Ruan's voice carefully, and listen to Miss Jun Yue's song again and again. , You will understand."

Several of their mentors are insiders, and you can hear them right away, that is, the voice made by a single person.

"What are you kidding? Mentor? Do you mean Miss Jun Yue is Miss Ruan, right?" Song Jiayan was shocked.

She sang and danced since elementary school, and thought she knew music well.

She also listened to the song of Miss Jun Yue. Although it was an old song, whether it was a breath or an echo, including false accents, Miss Jun Yue handled it very well.

It is a professional level.

This is also the reason why some record companies go to LaCrosse to find someone.

This listening is not an amateur, but a professional singer.

Although it is a familiar old song, although everyone can sing two lines, it is another matter to really sing well.

Miss Jun Yue is the one who sings particularly well.

Although Song Jiayan was spoiled and arrogant, she knew clearly that if she was asked to sing, she would never sing the high level of Miss Jun Yue.

"Song Jiayan, you also learned to sing, can't you tell me?" A tutor said with a smile.

Song Jiayan's face blushed and white.

It was embarrassing for her to admit that she was not good at learning on the spot.

But in previous years, her attitude towards these mentors was really arrogant.

Now people deliberately slap her in the face, and there is another Ruan Su behind her back, and Song Jiayan can only swallow her anger.

Her eyes drifted to Ruan Su from time to time.

Is it really... Miss Jun Yue?

*

Su's Villa.

Mrs. Su has been a little dizzy these days.

Yesterday in the mall, she inadvertently looked up and saw the college student whom she donated to help and a girl shopping. The two were wearing couple clothes, and...they were shopping in a luxury store.

That college student's life experience is extremely miserable.

At the time in Tulip Flower City, the college student cried with his nose and tears, which made Mrs. Li extremely sympathetic.

I donated 500,000 yuan to this boy directly.

The Su family makes sanitary ware and sanitary ware.

All the sanitary ware brands in Jiangcheng are represented by the Su family, and Su family has its own factories and brands of sanitary ware.

Although not comparable to the Huo family and the Jiang family, the Su family can be regarded as a wealthy family.

The Su family has been in business for generations and has a solid foundation.

For Mrs. Su, half a million is just the value of a bracelet and a necklace.

only……

She didn't quite understand why that boy would take a girl to the luxury store.

Didn’t you say that your home is in a mountainous area?

Isn’t it easy to get admitted to university?

Doesn’t it mean that you can’t afford to pay the tuition?

Didn’t it mean that both parents in the family were seriously ill, and my sister rolled down the hill again and broke her leg?

She is compassionate and willing to donate to help these miserable children.

However, if the other party made up a story to deceive her, she would be very upset and very angry.

At any time, deception is the most unacceptable fact.

Mrs. Su was puzzled.

Her husband looked at her unconsciously and couldn't help asking her, "What's the matter with you? Are you fidgeting?"

Mrs. Su did not speak. If her husband knew she was cheated, he might scold her.

Although she was kind to her when she was always fair, she was like a locked canary at home. She had no status and no right to speak.

The pocket money is enough to allow her to make various purchases so that she will not lose face in front of other rich wives.

However, it was her husband Su Daqiang who really made the decision in the family.

"Why don't you say anything?" Su Daqiang lit a cigarette. "You're fine with the second aunt of Huo's family. If Huo's hotel can take our bathroom, we can make a small profit at that time. Pen."

"About how much money can you make?" Mrs. Su asked.

Su Daqiang lifted his legs and said, "Huo's hotel is said to have 58 floors, and each floor has 30 rooms. You count it, if the bathroom in each room is ours, we can make at least 5 million."

Five million...

Mrs. Su was silent.

Since she joined the Huo Charity Foundation the year before last, she has donated more than five million... She can't remember how many poor and poor young talents she has donated.

In particular, Huo’s annual auction will be held, and a variety of charity dinner parties will also be held.

At the end of the year, there will be at least seven or eight meetings of this kind.

What if Huo’s really set up a monstrous scam?

"Are you scared?" Su Daqiang glanced at her again, "Why are you weird?"

"Nothing, I just think it's a bit impossible to make money from Huo's? Even if they sign a contract with our family, it is estimated that the price will be extremely low." Mrs. Su raised her hand and straightened her hair. , Said restlessly.

I always feel that Huo's is not as simple as it appears.

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