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

After a lot of fuss, it was not until 5 or 6 pm that the four groups of guests met at the holiday home.

"Mr. Sang?"

Sang Qingjiu held Zhong Rong's hand and walked through the door. Two seconds later, he heard a rather surprising and warm greeting.

She raised her eyes and nodded slightly, "Mr. Yu, long time no see."

"It's really you. I didn't expect to meet you on the show."

Mr. Yu responded with a smile.

He is the husband of the old movie queen Zhao Lu, and their children are both in their early teens.

Mr. Yu's family has a lot of assets, and he had many business dealings with Sang Qingjiu before.

"This is my wife, Zhao Lu."

Mr. Yu introduced.

"I recognize Ms. Zhao. I always watched her dramas in the past. They were very brilliant."

Sang Qingjiu also answered politely, shook Zhong Rong's hand and said, "This is my husband Zhong Rong. He loves to play. It just so happens that this show is also on vacation, so we came over to have fun."

"Me too."

Mr. Yu turned his head and looked at Zhao Lu with a smile on his face, "My wife feels that the boy at home is too annoying, so she took advantage of the opportunity of being on the show to come out and live a life of two."

That look was full of emotion and didn't look like an act.

Sang Qingjiu curled his lips slightly, "I have long heard that Mr. Yu and his wife have a good relationship. It seems that the rumors are true."

"Isn't it the same for you? I've heard that Sang got married, but we haven't even seen him. You really treat your husband as a treasure and hide it from outsiders."

"He likes to keep a low profile."

Sang Qingjiu pulled Zhong Rong to sit down lazily, touched the fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, while asking: "Where are the others?"

"Come soon."

As we chatted, we gradually became familiar with each other.

Zhao Lu and Zhong Rong, who had not spoken much before, gradually started chatting.

"My sister and I have known each other for more than five years. We met in our junior year of college..."

Speaking of which, Zhong Rong couldn't help but want to laugh, "I was in a bad situation at that time, and my sister helped me a lot. She introduced me to a part-time job..."

Half a million part-time jobs.

At that time, Zhong Rong thought that what he was selling was his bottom line and self-esteem.

It was later discovered that he had really sold himself out.

His person.

the rest of his life.

All were packaged and sold to Sang Qingjiu.

Thinking about it, Zhong Rong squeezed Sang Qingjiu's hand - he seemed to be selling it too cheaply at that time.

"how?"

Sang Qingjiu, who was chatting with Mr. Yu, was pinched by him and turned his head to ask him in a low voice.

Zhong Rong shook his head slightly, not wanting to say anything.

But there happened to be some movement outside, and he said, "Look, someone is coming."

At this time, the live broadcast room was very lively.

[Wow~ Why are these two old couples who have been married for many years so sweet? ! 】

【My eyes are so stringy~】

[The program team responded to the country’s call to urge marriage and deliberately filmed such a sweet love to trick us into getting married, right? 】

【Hahaha~ The sweet one is coming soon! 】

[Look at Xiang Xin and Zhang Feiyu, they are about to fight. 】

[No~ What are the two ex-boyfriends and girlfriends doing in someone else's sweet love group? As a control group? 】

The show is very popular and has been on several hot searches. Naturally, there are many viewers entering the live broadcast room.

at the same time.

In the house provided by Leyou Entertainment Company for artists to stay, Jiang Zhe was looking at the hot search terms in a daze.

# sangqingjiu zhongrong five years love story#.

#情有情CP, SO cute#.

Under the entry, someone found out about Jiang Zhe's misappropriation of Zhong Rong's two songs five years ago.

It even basically restored the situation at that time.

That is to say, when Zhong Rong was under the double pressure of lack of medical expenses and theft of his works, he met Sang Qingjiu.

At that time, Sang Qingjiu, who had not yet become a god in the financial market, fell in love with Zhong Rong at first sight.

——[At that time, she said that she would provide me with a part-time job. I knew that she was just protecting my self-esteem and protecting me. 】

——[It turns out that you can really get married for love. 】

——[The soft spot for CP is true! 】

——[That night, she brought home the helpless and pitiful stray dog, who later became a rising star in the music industry. 】

——[Wish them happiness! ! ! 】

——[Is there anyone who doesn’t know that nine of Sang Qing’s subordinates hold shares in major domestic and international entertainment companies? 】

——[You can go ahead and I will protect you. 】

——[A genius giant in the financial world x a talented composer who became famous at a young age, this is so awesome! The tentacles are big and the food is produced quickly! 】

……

——[By the way, there seems to be no news about Jiang Zhe in the circle, right? 】

Of course not.

Jiang Zhe smiled sarcastically.

The year after the accident between the two pillars of the Jiang family, Mr. Jiang died of illness again, and the Jiang family was immediately divided, never to regain its former glory.

Jiang Zhe really wants to be in the entertainment industry.

But no company wanted him.

He just wanted to ask Jiang's mother to write songs for him, and he would open a studio to sing and publish them.

As expected, the studio quickly collapsed.

He did produce a few songs, but unfortunately none of them caused any waves.

After hanging around for a year and a half, I still have no name.

He was thinking at the time, why no company wanted him?

Who did he offend?

Before he could figure out the reason, someone from Leyou Entertainment came to his door and told him that they admired his face and singing voice and could sign him.

But the other party also said that there were big guys in the industry trying to block him and it would be really dangerous to sign him, so the terms of the contract were rather harsh.

Jiang Zhe didn't really want to sign.

But he had no other choice.

If he doesn't sign with this company and join the entertainment industry, what else can he do?

Become a music teacher?

He didn't test it.

Borrowing the connections left by the old man during his lifetime, joining a band to perform everywhere?

He was not content with such a mediocre and unremarkable life.

So Jiang Zhe signed a contract with Leyou Entertainment after all.

How did he know that this was the abyss pit specially prepared for him by Sang Qingjiu?

Just after signing the contract, he was still waiting for him to take off, but he was hidden again.

He was so angry that he wanted to terminate the contract, but he couldn't afford the huge liquidated damages that he needed to pay this time.

He wants to sing.

Sorry, unless you go to a KTV or karaoke bar to vent your singing in private, if you dare to go out and sing for profit, you will be in breach of contract.

Just like that, Jiang Zhe fell completely silent.

Can't make any money yet.

Fortunately, the Jiang family still has some savings, which can support him in growing old in the past few years.

But he was embarrassed to live in the Jiang family because he kept being talked about, so he moved to the dormitory provided by the company.

Year after year, Jiang Zhe has almost gone crazy with depression.

At this time, another huge pit in the abyss came towards him.

The agent said that if he wanted to get rid of his snow trap and continue to work in the entertainment industry, it would not be impossible, but he would have to pay a price.

Jiang Zhe went crazy on the spot.

Coming from a wealthy family, he also has a bit of backbone and has always refused to agree to his agent's pimping behavior.

The manager sneered and gave him a lot of unattractive activities, and even asked him to play the role of a clown in the activities.

what?

Not going?

According to the contract, all your actions must be controlled by the company.

Not willing?

Then terminate the contract!

Do you have the money?

In desperation, Jiang Zhe could only work from morning to night every day, sleeping three or four hours a day, for several months.

In the end, I couldn't hold it any longer.

In the end, he just gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation late one night, holding the key card sent by his agent and entering the hotel room.