My daughter is so annoying

"Infatuated genius, I am a romantic man, I have been praying for thousands of years before that Buddha."

"..."

Seeing the audience's reaction, Yu Qian smiled and said, "Qi Lin is going to be popularized by Fang Cheng tonight."

"My lord."

"..."

In the last three shifts, it was Fang Cheng and Guo Qilin who sang together. After all, it was their home stadium. Fang Cheng gave Guo Qilin more chances to perform, and he was mainly responsible for the padding.

After the complete song "Zhaohuatai" was sung, the audience burst into endless applause.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

Seeing the applause from the audience, Guo Qilin breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time in his life, he felt such a great sense of satisfaction, even more than the satisfaction he felt when he bought the Aston Martin.

The three walked off the stage and the host came on stage.

As soon as he walked out of the waiting room, Guo Qilin bowed to Fang Cheng, and Fang Cheng hurriedly helped him up: "It's okay, you performed very well tonight, maybe you will be popular tomorrow."

Guo Qilin thanked again and again.

Guo Degang and Yu Qian also came up.

"He should thank you. If you don't come on stage today, I don't think he can perform so well."

"Hey, it's a little effort, I should also thank you for fulfilling my dream of being on the cross talk stage."

Guo Degang immediately said: "The door of Deyun Club is always open to you."

Fang Cheng laughed: "One or two rounds is okay, but if there are too many rounds, the horse's feet will be exposed."

Yu Qian also said with a smile: "There is basically nothing else tonight, Lao Guo and I will be on stage soon, Xiao Fang, we have an appointment to go to my racecourse tomorrow."

"it is good."

……

Chapter 221 Time and Fate

The performance lasted until after eleven o'clock in the evening.

A group of reporters had already gathered outside, waiting for interviews.

Fang Cheng had expected this would happen a long time ago, and went directly to the underground parking lot from the back door with Guo Qilin.

at this time.

The other celebrities and entertainers were all blocked by the elevator door.

The entire underground parking lot was silent.

Guo Qilin and Fang Cheng walked towards the parking place talking and laughing, and when they turned a corner, some indescribable sounds came to their ears from somewhere.

"Uh...oh...quick..."

In the corner, a white Mercedes-Benz was shaking up and down, and there were groans from the car from time to time.

Guo Qilin was a little embarrassed.

Fang Cheng sneered.

He was familiar with that moaning sound, it was Zhao Xiaomin's voice, and Fang Cheng didn't care who the man was.

Fang Cheng was very glad that he didn't do anything excessive due to physical impulse last night. When he thought that the high-sounding Zhao Xiaomin turned out to be the one who killed thousands of people, Fang Cheng hated her even more.

The two walked into the car, Guo Qilin started the car, and quickly left the parking lot. After Guo Qilin drove the car out, he shook his head and said, "I can't believe that Director Feng is such a person."

"Is that Director Feng's car?"

"Ah."

Fang Cheng looked out the window and thought to himself, this Zhao Xiaomin is really not picky.

No matter how old a man is, he dares to climb up the bed for the sake of the public.

Fang Cheng pushed down the window, a gust of wind passed by, and Fang Cheng relaxed.

Beijing, a city full of hope but breathless.

In his previous life, Fang Cheng also came here once.

It's just that he was just the most ordinary person in the crowd at that time, but now, he has become a person sitting in a 400 million luxury car talking and laughing happily with the young class leader of Deyun Club.

Life is impermanent, and time is fate.

……

I slept soundly for a whole night in a five-star hotel, and I didn't meet a crazy woman like Zhao Xiaomin again, nor did I see a special little card under the door.

That night, Fang Cheng slept deeply.

At [-]:[-] am the next day, Fang Cheng was eating breakfast at the hotel.

The phone rang suddenly.

Fang Cheng glanced at the caller ID, and after connecting, he smiled and said, "Hey, Brother Qian, I'm having breakfast."

"Then I won't go up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"it is good."

Fang Cheng finished his soy milk and fried dough sticks, washed his face and took the elevator to the first floor of the hotel.

Once at the door.

A big G stopped in front of Fang Cheng.

The windows come down.

Yu Qian beckoned and said, "Come on."

Fang Cheng directly sat in the co-pilot, and there was another person in the car, who was about the same age as Yu Qian, with much grayer hair, a cropped cut, and an old Beijing appearance.

"Xiao Fang, let me introduce you. This is Ma Weidu, the owner of Guanfu Museum, and also my good friend."

"Ms. Ma, I've heard of your name a long time ago, hello, hello."