How was it before?

It took three years to prepare for a concert and asked the company for a long time, but the senior management reluctantly agreed and did not do any publicity.

It seemed that they had no credit and worked hard for many years, so they gave them a comfort reward. The sales revenue of 700 tickets and the empty seats in the deserted stands are still unforgettable. Leng Hui is still unforgettable.

Soon! Everything will change!

I also want to hold a super concert in the Workers' Stadium like Murong Bingyu, enjoying the cheers and worships of 60,000 viewers!

Thinking of this, Leng Huiqing couldn't help but glance at the young man, thinking that those who gave birth to me, those who knew me were the youngest.

Liang Bohua waved his hand and asked Zhang Bingkun to leave, and Qiao Song once again expressed his lofty respect in his heart.

"How long will it take for your new work to come out?" Song Baojun asked.

"Well, about three months, uh, uh, at most one month..." Leng Hui looked unhappy when he saw the other party's face and shouted: "Fifteen days! I can make it for you in fifteen days!" When he was rushing to the album progress, he had a crazy experience of writing two songs a day.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to your new work." Song Baojun left him a phone number.

After the Black Snake Photon thanked him for a long time, it was already late. Liang Bohua looked at his watch and said, "Let's do this, tomorrow is the National Day holiday, and everyone needs to relax. I will contact Jun Shao and talk about what the Second Young Master explained. How about it?"

"Okay, Mr. Liang will call me then." Song Baojun agreed, holding his sister back and said, "Xiao Guai, can you go home with your brother after watching the show?"

Song Jingtong came to her senses and said, "Oh, then you are not allowed to tell her parents about me going out tonight to go to bar with her classmates, do you know?"

"Do you see, my brother is the kind of person who makes small reports?"

Saying goodbye to the classmates, He Zun and others were still in a state of dismay and did not react for a long time.

After getting into the taxi, Song Jingtong saw his brother's smug smile. Since he didn't take the initiative to speak, he refused to ask. He returned home and had nothing to say.

…******…

The next morning, Tan Qingkai called quickly and said he was waiting in Phalaenopsis Square. This time, Song Baojun went out and observed the alley for a while, and then he carefully got on the bus.

If he was blocked by the young man for the third time, he would have no good ideas to fool him.

There are many people traveling during the National Day holiday, and there are crowds of people everywhere. Phalaenopsis Square was turned into a product promotion conference by merchants on all sides. There are stalls everywhere, and young people sending leaflets every three or five meters.

Since they were visiting the patient, Song Baojun politely bought the gift. When Tan Qingkai and Lin Mengxian saw him holding a bag of red apples in his left hand and a bouquet of red roses in his right hand, his nose was so filled with laughter.

"Brother Jun, are you too cliché?" Tan Qingkai smiled and wanted to reach out to take out the apples to eat.

Song Baojun slapped his claws calmly: "Haha, it's not a big deal that many people don't blame me, it should be."

We got into Lin Mengxian's small car, a Volkswagen with an ordinary appearance, equipped with a middle-aged driver. Lin Mengxian invited her to help from the company, and she had not obtained her driver's license yet.

Wang Lingjuan's home is far from the city. In Baiheshan Community outside the Sixth Ring Road, it is another peak holiday travel, and it took more than two hours to drive.

Baihe Mountain has a gentle mountain, beautiful scenery, shady forests and a positive greening surface. After Chazhou vigorously developed the economy, it developed a residential community, and basically the rich people lived in it.

There are high-end villas in front of and behind the mountains. Two-story European-style villas with swimming pools, or a Chinese-style courtyard with a curved corridor and a small pond. Can you afford to live without money?

The car drove to the foot of the mountain and stopped in front of Villa No. 126. A black iron gate, red walls and green tiles, and red maples were planted in the corridor in front of the door. At this time, autumn has arrived, the tree crown is dyed red and yellow, the mountain looks clear and slightly yellow, and the blue sky is even higher. I feel that the autumn color is as beautiful as a music.

Tan Qingkai hurriedly took his cell phone and took photos of the surrounding scenery. Two or three million pixels dared to directly transmit them to Fei Etong's friends circle, and he also added a light sentence, "Baihe Mountain is beautiful; my heart is very lonely." It seemed to have a petty bourgeois mood.

After Lin Mengxian called, the iron door slowly opened and the car drove in.

There is another view inside. A three-story Baroque-style building is decorated in gorgeous colors, with tassels on the vaults very complex and artistic. There are pillars on both sides of the main entrance, and religious sculptures are installed on the front of the door. If you are not careful, you will also enter Europe in the seventeenth century.

The lawn in front of the door is wide, and a imitation of "St. Louis Praying to the Sky" marble sculpture is placed. On the left is a camphor tree with a breast diameter of half a meter, and a small swing is swaying under the branches. On the right is a garage, and there are two small cars parked. Judging from the trend of the wall, there is a large open space behind the villa. The overall area is about 400 square meters, which is not very wide.

A maid in a black long skirt was waiting in front of the door. When she saw them get out of the car, she bowed and said, "Miss Lin, the master and wife are not at home today. The lady is in the room on the second floor. Please go up and talk."

Lin Mengxian was obviously a regular visitor here and said, "Okay, you can do your business."

Another maid was cleaning the table in the lobby.
Chapter completed!