Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 797 Women's Intuition

Lin Qingfeng almost fled back.

Sitting on the sofa, he smiled wryly.

What kind of thing is this? How did I do it like a thief.

He sighed and muttered to himself.

"It seems that I still haven't concealed it. A woman's intuition is simply terrifying."

Lin Qingfeng would think of the morning, but he really didn't expect that the woman Wei Hong could guess right.

It can be considered that Old Liu has lost the chain, but he is a married man now, if this is known, he will definitely be called a scumbag.

But Lin Qingfeng knew that he was not, the only way for this guy to relieve his worries was to drink, from Lin Qingfeng's contact with him for so long.

He has never been to those places where people are looking for flowers and willows, not only that, but also very contemptuous.

"Should I call Mr. Yan and ask?"

Lin Qingfeng thought about it for a while, but in the end, he chose to give up.

"Forget it, I won't interfere in this matter anymore, I'll talk about it when I go back."

He knew very well that Old Liu would not make mistakes of principle, and that was enough.

After making up his mind, Lin Qingfeng immediately began to arrange manpower.

The reason why he arranged for people from Qingyun Society to come over was actually somewhat selfish.

The people of Qingyun club have never performed on such a big stage before, so they can take advantage of this time to rehearse first.

Don't underestimate the two days, you know, this is purely two days of practice on the spot, no one will compete with you, and absolutely no one will disturb you.

In short, it is the absolute most favorable opportunity.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingfeng didn't care about it. He called back directly, and in the name of helping out, he asked all the Qingyun Society personnel to gather on the plane.

"If you do this, you won't be suspected, will it affect the reputation."

After hearing Lin Qingfeng's thoughts, Qin Hui agreed very much. She also knew that if she could practice for two days, it would be of great help to her.

Especially in the case of few people, the effect will be very good.

It's just that if you do this, if others find out, I'm afraid there will be a lot of gossip.

"Then how about inviting everyone?"

Lin Qingfeng said helplessly that he didn't really care about this, but now Qin Hui cared very much.

It can't be said that he doesn't care. In his opinion, paying for it himself is just borrowing a name to avoid causing trouble.

But other people can also come, as long as they come, Lin Qingfeng can still intercept them outside.

But in Qin Hui's opinion, it's better not to do it.

"I agree with us paying the money. If you want to come, you can come directly. Anyway, it will only take two days."

What Lin Qingfeng didn't expect was that Qin Hui actually agreed to one of his complaints.

"Alright, I'll contact the major associations and individuals. As for you, pack up and go to the airport."

Lin Qingfeng glanced at the time, it is now nine o'clock at night, generally speaking, some old artists probably have already gone to bed.

"Announcement, because time is tight and the performance venue is beyond imagination, so I am personally willing to pay. If you want to come now, you can come directly by plane, and the food and lodging are free."

Next, Lin Qingfeng set a date, and then kept copying and pasting.

He is still very kind. After some organizations received it, they immediately said that they had accepted it and expressed their gratitude.

If there is no reply, he will call directly.

Basically, everyone has been notified.

For a while, countless people who had already gone to bed got up.

"Old man, isn't there still a plane tomorrow morning? It's too late, and Captain Lin is really, why didn't you send it earlier."

In a certain room, an old lady said with some dissatisfaction that on the surface, her complaints were not even a problem.

They didn't know until after nine o'clock, and before twelve o'clock, if they wanted to go, they had to rush to the airport.

"Old lady, without Lin Qingfeng, I'm afraid I won't be able to have such a big stage in my life."

The old man said slightly dissatisfied that he actually knew very well that his wife didn't hate Lin Qingfeng, and even thanked him very much.

It's just that she was dissatisfied with the news that it came so late.

"Okay, let's go early and come back early. Anyway, it's only two days. Pay attention to your health. If you have anything, please contact me."

The old lady got up too, she said while packing her things, it's only been two days, the luggage is very little.

"Then I'm leaving, you go on to sleep."

After Lao He finished speaking, he hugged his wife. He is also an old musician, but he was still excited.

Like him, there are many families in the whole city.

After almost everyone heard about it, they immediately chose to catch the last flight.

The reason why they were so nervous was not a question of money, and even many people were not prepared to ask Lin Qingfeng to pay.

Most people still have that money, even if they live in a hotel by themselves, as well as food, lodging, and air tickets, they can still afford it.

The main problem is still the time, the day has passed today, and there are still two days left.

If you go at night, then sleep on the plane, and you will arrive when you almost wake up. Then you can go directly to the stadium to adapt.

And if it is daytime, the earliest flight is also at ten o'clock in the morning, which means that after arriving, the stadium will almost be closed.

No one is really stupid, they quickly lost the question,
One less day would be a major loss.

You must know that they are also very anxious to wait. Some people even practice conditioned reflexes when they are sleeping.

It's a pity that they can only be in the practice room or at home.

It's been too long. Now that they finally have a chance, it's no wonder they are not excited. Even if it is two days, it is enough.

A miraculous scene happened, the last flight to Xiguo was miraculously almost full.

Even the stewardess on the plane was stunned. She had never seen such a full crew in her life. It wasn't because of how many people were dissatisfied, but with the time.

There are very few people flying at this point.

The stewardess quickly contacted the above. The matter was a bit weird, and many people were old men and women.

What scares her even more is that it seems that everyone here knows each other, even if there are only a few people separated, they can still chat.

"It's a member of the performance troupe going to the West Country, don't worry."

The above quickly issued a reply.

Seeing this, she also relaxed, as long as she wasn't a bad person, but she could only admire those old men and old ladies.

(End of this chapter)