Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng came out of the reception. The reception had not ended yet. There were many reporters squatting outside. Chuzheng did not go out from there and walked to the back door to leave.

There were only a few cars parked sporadically behind, and it was deserted.

"Damn it! What's wrong with me drinking? It's none of your business. I didn't give you any money to spend?"

Suddenly there was a scolding, and a man dragged a woman and walked roughly this way.

"You bastard!" the woman scolded with a cry: "I take care of your son and parents at home, while you raise other women outside, you..."

Snapped--

The woman was slapped by the man.

"Don't you look at what you look like? Look at your face. You still have the nerve to argue with me. I spend money to support you. Why don't you take care of your son and your parents?"

Chuzheng stood aside and watched, seemingly not planning to do anything.

【Little sister...】

I know, I know.

Isn’t it just about being a good person?

It’s all for good guys!

Be...a good person!

call!

Chuzheng raised her hand and flipped it, and there was a wooden stick in her hand. She walked towards the man who was already beating the woman, raised her hand and struck down with the stick.

The woman was so frightened that she let out a short scream and looked at the sudden appearance of the assailant in horror.

Chuzheng propped up the ground with a wooden stick: "It's okay."

-

Half an hour later.

Chuzheng was sitting in a relevant department with a serious look on her face, opposite two people's servants who asked her questions.

Next to him was a woman who was frightened and crying.

One of the young people asked Chuzheng: "Why do you want to hit someone?"

Chuzheng said confidently: "That man hit her. Isn't that considered a good deed?"

The corner of the young man's mouth twitched: "You can't hit people even if you do good deeds! And you beat them like that..."

It's okay if people don't sue you, but you still do good deeds?

The young man endured it and said, "Tell me what happened."

Chuzheng recounted what happened in a few words, emphasizing that she was doing good things.

As a result, the woman said that Chu Zheng was meddling in other people's business. She and her husband were quarreling, so it was none of her business. She suddenly rushed over and beat someone, and the situation got out of control.

Chuzheng: "..."

You bastard, look at it! !

This is what happens if you ask me to do good things!

[…] It’s so unlucky to do a good deed, what can I do?

Chuzheng paid the fine and left depressed. The woman was still crying, with wounds on her face from being beaten by the man.

Chuzheng secretly made a decision.

【What? 】The King is curious.

To do good things in the future, you must not choose this kind of couple!

[…] What’s wrong with being a little bit square! Can’t the young lady learn from the young lady next door and be more positive? ?

-

Mr. Zheng called Sheng Yan a day later and asked him to meet at a teahouse. He brought the contract.

Sheng Yan listened to Chu Zheng's words and read the contract carefully, but Mr. Zheng seemed not to let him read it carefully.

"If you want to sign, hurry up. My company has a lot of things to do, and I don't have time to waste it here with you. I have been running around the company a lot because of your matter..."

"I want to take a closer look..."

Sheng Yan insisted on reading the entire contract, but Mr. Zheng naturally refused.

"How can I have time to watch with you? How can such a big company cheat you?" Mr. Zheng was a little annoyed and threatened him verbally: "I will leave if you don't sign. This is the opportunity I finally gave you. You can't do it yourself." Don’t blame others if you don’t cherish it.”

As he said this, he put away the contract and pretended to leave.

I thought Sheng Yan would stop him, but the young man just looked at him and had no intention of stopping him.

Mr. Zheng was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he gritted his teeth and left at the last moment, but Sheng Yan didn't stop him until he walked out of the shop.

If Mr. Zheng didn't show him the contract, there must be something wrong with it.

If he hadn't met that girl, he might have signed it without even looking carefully...

Sheng Yan's hands on the table were crossed and clasped.

-

Chuzheng received a call from Sheng Yan a week later, and Chuzheng asked him to meet and chat.

Sheng Yan hesitated: "I... don't have time in the afternoon, can I do it in the evening?"

"Yeah. Do you need me to pick you up?"

"……Need not."

After making an appointment at a specific time, Sheng Yan hung up the phone.

Chu Zheng arrived first, and Sheng Yan was five minutes late. He was probably running over with his guitar, panting constantly.

"What are you doing running so fast?"

Sheng Yan was a little uneasy: "Am I late?"

"sit down."

Sheng Yan put down his guitar and sat across from Chu Zheng: "I didn't mean to be late, something happened, so I had no choice but to run over..."

Chuzheng listened to his explanation quietly. The waiter brought a glass of warm water, and Chuzheng motioned for him to drink some water first.

"What do you want to drink?"

"No, no need." Sheng Yan subconsciously refused: "Just plain water will do."

Chuzheng didn't force it, she held her chin up indifferently and looked at the boy opposite: "You've made up your mind to call me?"

The young man held the cup of warm water with both hands: "...don't you listen to my song first?"

He put down the cup, took out his mobile phone, plugged in the headphones and handed it to Chuzheng: "Why don't you listen to it first?"

Chuzheng: "..."

I understand shit!

Professionals don’t know much about it, but Chuzheng can still tell whether it sounds good or not.

Sheng Yan looked at the girl opposite nervously, and she slowly pulled off her earphones: "I think it's fine."

Sheng Yan could probably tell that Chu Zheng didn't know much about music, but not everyone in this industry knew music. They were businessmen, and they packaged artists just to make money for themselves.

"Are you ready to sign a contract with me?"

Sheng Yan held the glass of cold water, turned it over and over, and finally nodded: "Can I make a request?"

He observed Chu Zheng's expression, fearing that she would be angry because of his words.

However, the girl opposite nodded calmly: "Yes."

“Can you sign the band?”

Sheng Yan formed a band, but because there was no future, although the band did not disband, everyone did their own thing. At first, everyone took time to rehearse, but now they have gone their separate ways. Only Sheng Yan stubbornly guards the band. Keep looking for opportunities.

For Chuzheng, all she cares about is the good guy card.

But good guys have made this request, so what can she say?

"Can."

Sheng Yan's eyes flickered, as if all the lights were on at the same time in the dark night.

The young man's voice was slightly excited: "Thank you."

In the past, he found a few people who were willing to sign him, but when they heard that they wanted to sign the band, they all refused in the end...

Chuzheng felt that Sheng Yan said thank you a little too early.

When Sheng Yan signed a contract with Mr. Zheng, he also proposed signing a band.

However, in the end, Mr. Zheng only signed him, which proved that none of his band members came.

"After you find all the people, call me and I will prepare a contract for you."

Sheng Yan nodded repeatedly, like a puppy, very cute, and those few strands of blue hair looked very dazzling.

"Let me treat you to a supper." Sheng Yan took the initiative: "I wanted to treat you before, but I can't treat you too well. I hope you won't dislike it..."

After speaking, Sheng Yan's voice lowered.