Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

While the three of them were discussing, Sang Qingjiu had already asked a driver to drive to Huayin University.

After circling twice, she whispered softly: "Stop the car."

The driver immediately stopped the car.

Sang Qingjiu rolled down the car window, held his chin with one hand, and looked subtly at the brightly lit bar door outside the car window.

Two young and beautiful male college students were pushing and pulling each other.

Sang Qingjiu could even hear their quarrel.

"Jiang Zhe, the "Wind and Rain" and "Li Shang" you sang were really written by me!"

"You wrote it, you wrote it. Do you have proof?"

Jiang Zhe was annoyed and pushed Zhong Rong hard, "I told you, I wrote that!"

"It's useless if you pester me for another month!"

"But that's what I wrote, and I still have the electronic files of the arrangement."

Zhong Rong tried his best to explain: "I don't want much, just 50,000 yuan. I usually write songs for 30,000 to 50,000 yuan a song, but now I only want 50,000 yuan for two songs. It's very cheap!"

"As long as you send me the money, I will never tell others that I wrote it."

"scoff~"

Jiang Zhe laughed angrily, "50,000 more? Not a penny."

If you really give it, it will prove that this song was written by Zhong Rong!

"Also! I wrote that. I also have the electronic file of the arrangement, which was written last year. How old is yours?"

Hearing this, Zhong Rong's face turned pale, "Jiang Zhe, you are shameless."

"You have no shame."

Jiang Zhe said, "You obviously didn't write something, but you still come to me asking for money. You're crazy because you're short of money."

"Young master Zhong, if you have the energy to pester me, why not write two more songs and sell them."

If the song was so easy to write, why would he bother with Jiang Zhe at this moment?

Isn’t it because I have no inspiration for the moment and can’t write anything?

Zhong Rong was so angry that his chest heaved.

He has really never seen such a ruthless person as Jiang Zhe. His family obviously has money, so why can't he buy it with money?

I have to steal his songs.

It's simply... shameless!

"Step aside!"

Jiang Zhe stretched out his hand and pushed Zhong Rong aside, and then he slipped into the bar.

Big music, a noisy dance floor...

Zhong Rong looked inside and could no longer find Jiang Zhe.

He couldn't help but clenched his back molars.

In the bar, Jiang Zhe hid in the corner and breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately made a call, "Hey, who wrote "Wind and Rain" and "Li Shang"?"

A confident voice came from the other end of the phone, "I wrote it, what's wrong?"

"Then why has Zhong Rong been pestering me like crazy these days, claiming that he wrote it and asking me to pay for it?"

"He He……"

The male voice hesitated for two seconds and then whispered: "He is very short of money recently. He probably saw me writing the music, so he said it was written by him and came to you to ask for money."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't he blackmailing?"

"My family is rich and he can't do this."

"Forget it, as long as you wrote it. Remember the confidentiality agreement, these two songs are written by me."

"I know, you wrote it."

The male voice responded in a low voice.

Jiang Zhe then hung up the phone and ordered two bottles of wine with a smile. He didn't drink either and gave them to the beautiful girls who gathered around.

Outside the door, Zhong Rong pursed his lips.

"Drip~"

Sang Qingjiu asked the driver to blow the horn.

Zhong Rong looked up, then lowered his eyes and walked to the side, as if he wanted to wait here for Jiang Zhe to come out.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to give the evidence to Jiang Zhe.

It's because for some unknown reason, all the records about "Wind and Rain" and "Li Shang" in his computer disappeared.

There is simply no way to prove that he wrote it.

Jiang Zhe refused to admit it again.

What should I do?

He frowned with worry.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of him.

Zhong Rong didn't even raise his head, but moved to the side.

The figure also moved with him.

Zhong Rong then raised his head and asked, "Do you have a problem with me?"

uh~

Such a beautiful sister.

He has high eyebrows, a straight bridge of nose, very bright lips, and very clear facial contours. He looks very smart and capable at first glance.

Through her glasses, you can feel her sharp and dangerous gaze.

The pearls on her ears make her look more feminine.

Zhong Rong's eyes were blank for a moment.

Sang Qingjiu looked him up and down.

How is this completely different from the decadent and dark villain in the world plot?

Looking at...

It doesn't look like a being capable of causing trouble at all.

The temperament is quite gentle.

She is white and tender, with broken curly hair, and is wearing a white shirt. She has big double eyelids and curled eyelashes that tremble.

Oh~

Doesn't this look like there's even the slightest bit of smoke and alcohol in the plot?

Sang Qingjiu subconsciously raised his hand and pinched his face.

Zhong Rong:? ? ?

"W-what are you doing?"

He was so frightened that he took two steps back. His face could be clearly seen under the light, and he suddenly turned red.

Shy and clean.

Ouch~

I like!

The corners of Sang Qingjiu's mouth became higher and higher, and his eyes became more and more subtle.

Zhong Rong:......

Zhong Rong felt like he had met a pervert.

He silently took two more steps to the side.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

Sang Qingjiu asked with a smile.

Zhong Rong nodded silently.

"Why don't you go in?"

"No money."

Jiang Zhe went to the top bar near the school, and he had to pay 800 first to enter.

With this money, what could he not do?

Do you have to send it in?

"I invite you~"

Sang Qingjiu pointed inside.

Zhong Rong still shook his head, "No need, I'll just wait here for him to come out."

"Are you short of money?"

Sang Qingjiu asked again.

After these two or three questions, 1199 gradually gained some flavor and hesitated: "Host, is this, isn't this bad?"

"Shut up, it's none of your business."

"Ok."

1199 didn’t dare to say anything.

Sang Qingjiu's eyebrows arched into a smile again, and he continued to ask: "Have you ever been in love?"

Zhong Rong lowered his eyes and only answered the second question in a low voice, "We haven't talked about it."

His family is very strict and he doesn't allow romance in high school.

He originally wanted to have a relationship when he went to college, but something happened at home, and then he was busy with medical expenses and debts, and he had no intention of growing up with his son and daughter.

"How about I introduce you to a part-time job? High salary!"

"How tall is it?"

"You make an offer."

"what?"

Zhong Rong was stunned.

Can I still set a price casually for this part-time job?

"Then...five hundred thousand?"

Zhong Rong gritted his teeth and shouted a high price.

"Row."

"what?"

Five hundred thousand is fine?

Zhong Rong took another step back and looked at Sang Qingjiu as if he was looking at a mental patient, "What kind of part-time job costs 500,000 a month?"

She's so good-looking, but it's a pity that she doesn't have a good brain.

"What are you hiding from?"

Sang Qingjiu chuckled and scratched the back of his hand with his fingertips, "How about five hundred thousand a month and be my little lover?"

"Xiaoqing..."

Halfway through the words, Zhong Rong was stunned and his face turned redder, "This, this..."

This is not good.

He doesn't have the experience to be that person.

He was just studying in the art department. When he listened to people's gossip, he heard that there were a few good-looking people who did have some unclear relationships with some people.

But he is a man!

Is it okay for men too?