"Will this be too troublesome to Mr. Wang?" Jin Zhongji showed some embarrassing expressions again.

The man surnamed Wang laughed and waved his hand and said, "I, Wang Linsan, are the most loyal. My friend's affairs are mine. What's the trouble? This matter is for me."

"Then thank Mr. Wang. If there is a place to help me in the future, just speak up." Jin Zhongji smiled with satisfaction and reached out to shake Wang Linsan.

"Okay." Wang Linsan was the words of Jin Zhongji.

After a while, his family planned to open a large shopping mall. The reason why he came to help Jin Zhongji was thinking of asking Jin Zhongji to owe him a favor, and then when the shopping mall opened, he called him, a big star, to support him.

With him as an Asian superstar, do you still need to worry about not being popular in the future?

The two chatted for a few minutes, and then Jin Zhongji returned to his original seat with a smile. He didn't care if he saw Song Baojun's smile on his face, thinking that after the banquet was over, you would suffer a lot.

After all the more than 60 items at the auction were auctioned, the host Mrs. Bai He took the stage again and said with a microphone: "The auction has been a complete success. Thank you very much for your strong support."

"This auction eliminates seven items that failed to be sold, and the remaining 58 items were auctioned for a total of 32.4 million yuan. We will donate this money to the Teazhou Charity Association. Thank you very much for your love and helping those poor people in need."

"The auction has ended. Next, there will be a few entertainment programs to bring to everyone. I will invite the music godmother, Mr. Tu Fen, to come on stage, and they will first present a beautiful piano piece to everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Baojun asked Mai Xuanlin to hold his arm. The two of them stood up and walked to the stage, and bowed deeply to the audience.

The staff carried the piano that had been prepared long ago. After the tuner tried the audition, he confirmed that there was no problem, and then he signaled that Song Baojun and the others could start playing.

"Junior sister, come first." Song Baojun looked at the precious piano and smiled slightly, letting Mai Xuanlin next to him go first.

Mai Xuanlin nodded, sat in front of the piano and took a deep breath to adjust her mood, and then started playing with her eyes closed.

Her musical talent is actually quite good, otherwise she would not have been favored by Tu Fen as a disciple. Moreover, she trains very hard herself and trains for more than four hours a day.

But the reason why she is not valued by Tu Fentai is that Song Baojun is too dazzling. This comparison makes her look not so outstanding.

Song Baojun also knew this very well, so he felt a little disgusted with this junior sister. After all, his artistic personality is too strong, and the junior sister really cannot match her.

As the sound of the piano began to sound slowly, the lights around began to dim, immersing everyone in the wonderful music.

Mai Xuanlin played Chopin's nocturne and chose the extremely difficult "Nocturne in C major". Mai Xuanlin performed this piano piece perfectly, and a rich and subtle emotions such as melancholy, meditation, excitement, sigh, and anxiety perfectly reflected.

After the piano music was finished, everyone was quiet for several seconds at the scene, and then the thunderous applause rang out.

"Thank you everyone." Mai Xuanlin had slowly adapted to the atmosphere on the stage and bowed to everyone below the stage to thank everyone.

After Mai Xuanlin finished performing, Song Baojun made the artistic personality appear and played a song "Moonlight Sonata" for everyone.

Artistic personality almost brings the moonlight sonata into a perfect state, even if Beethoven himself plays it.

After this performance, everyone in the audience was almost intoxicated for two minutes, and then they stood up and applauded Song Baojun.

Lin Zhenxian was also shocked. Even though Song Baojun's performance had been over for ten minutes, her mood still had not calmed down and she was immersed in the beautiful artistic conception of piano music.

Perhaps because Song Baojun was ahead of his jade, the performances of the next few people were quite good, but they couldn't get much interest from everyone, and the applause was also very coping.

As soon as the performance ended, Lin Zhenxian couldn't wait to go on stage and hugged Song Baojun directly, and said excitedly: "Mr. Song, you can bring surprises and climaxes to people every time. I have heard many international piano masters' performances, and they are not comparable to you."

With her background, she has been to perform even the top piano masters in the music industry. The performances of those people are indeed impeccable and even penetrate into the soul.

But Song Baojun is different. When he played the piano, Lin Zhenxian felt that she had returned to centuries ago. She sat in Beethoven's room and listened to Beethoven's affectionate performance.

"Where is it, it's just that I performed well this time." Song Baojun quickly smiled modestly, thinking that I didn't know how much secret energy I had wasted to play such a song.

"No, it's really good. By the way, you haven't had dinner yet, right? Why don't I treat you to you?" Lin Zhenxian let go of Song Baojun and then looked at the two of them and invited him.

"Okay." When Song Baojun heard someone invite him to dinner, he agreed without hesitation.

Mai Xuanlin hesitated slightly, thinking that she couldn't go to do a light bulb to disturb her senior brother's date with Miss Lin, and then shook her head and said, "I'll go back tonight. Senior brother, you two."

"Okay, I'll treat you to eat if I have the chance." Lin Zhenxian nodded with a smile, and she was in a better mood.

She wished she could get along with Song Baojun alone, so she could say anything.

Mai Xuanlin said hello to the two and turned around and left. The driver picked her up and dropped her off, so she didn't need to worry about walking back.

Although the villa is located in the suburbs, there are still some farmhouses nearby, so there is no need to spend a lot of effort to go to the city for two people to have dinner. They go out directly from the back door of Caishan Villa for a few hundred meters away.

It was already late at this time, and there were no street lights nearby because it was a suburb.

Fortunately, the moon is bright in the sky tonight, and the soft moonlight illuminates the earth. The two of them are walking on the path, and the breeze is waving with a faint fragrance of flowers. The quiet environment makes the atmosphere a little romantic.

The two walked quietly for a while, and Lin Zhenxian said, "There is a restaurant nearby that makes good seafood. When I first came here, someone took me here to eat it. Does Mr. Song like to eat seafood?"

If Song Baojun likes to eat seafood, then go to eat seafood later. If you don’t like it, go to other stores.

"Seafood is OK, I like it as long as I have enough." Song Baojun smiled. In fact, he had no idea about seafood.

There is no way, Chazhou is not a coastal city, the price of seafood is extremely expensive, and ordinary families really can't afford it.

Song Baojun has lived for so many years and has only eaten it a few times, and he has almost no idea about seafood.

"Don't worry, it's a lot of weight." Lin Zhenxian couldn't help laughing. She had seen so many men, and Song Baojun was the first to tell her that she could eat enough.

Other men are gentle in front of her. They don’t care about how much they eat, but they must have a high character. Then when they eat, they can take the opportunity to talk and show off their knowledge.

"That's good. I eat more, maybe because I use my brain too much and exercise for two hours every day, and my body consumes too much energy than ordinary people." Song Baojun started to brag again with shame.

Just as he was bragging, several men were following them dozens of meters behind.

One of the guys with a white strap tied on his head and the same as the dead person in the family pointed to Song Baojun's back and asked, "The boy is the one who asked us to beat him up, right?"

"Yes, it's this little dwarf. How can he get along with this kind of beauty if he doesn't look very good? It's really like flowers and cow dung." His companion nodded and said.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. This place is so far away from the villa. Just do it." Someone said impatiently.

So they nodded one after another, then quickly walked towards Song Baojun. One of them started sprinting when the distance was nearly ten meters, rushed directly behind Song Baojun and jumped and kicked out.

Song Baojun, who was talking and laughing with Lin Zhenxian, only heard footsteps coming from behind. Before he could turn back, he felt a huge force pushing behind him. His body's center of gravity was unstable and he fell down and ate shit.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhenxian next to him screamed when he saw someone suddenly rushing out and kicking Song Baojun away.

The men immediately gathered their eyes on Lin Zhenxian's beautiful face, and then they were stunned for several seconds.

They have seen such beautiful women on TV before, but this is the first time they have seen them in reality. They are even more beautiful than the stars on the screen.

"Oh, I'll fuck your mother." Song Baojun also grinned and got up from the ground, rubbed his painful back with his hands, and looked at the people with bad eyes.

This was the first time he saw these people, which made him feel a little confused and cursed: "Who the hell are you? How dare you touch me?"

Those people were staring at Lin Zhenxian, and they immediately came to their senses when Song Baojun scolded him.

Several people looked at each other, and the young man with a white strap tied on his head smiled sinisterly, pinched his fists and said, "It seems that you are not happy, so I want to teach you a lesson. Are you not convinced?"

"That's the reason?" Song Baojun stared at the other party, and his tone became more and more angry.

He had no grudges and grudges with these guys, and suddenly he was kicked on the back by someone. How could he not get angry with such an unintentional disaster?

"Subject, don't believe his words. There is no love or hatred in this world for no reason. It should be someone who instructs them." Just when Song Baojun was angry, the voice of philosophical personality came from his mind.

Song Baojun believed in the philosophical personality. After calming down a little, he felt something was wrong, and then he quickly thought about the previous incident of having a bond with Jin Zhongji.
Chapter completed!