no ambiguity

Qinghe couldn't listen to the last sentence, her heart was not disturbed, and she didn't feel deeply, but for a moment, she suddenly thought about what she was doing ten years ago.

Ten years ago, she was only 15 years old. She messed around and didn't study well. She ran around with a broken bass all day long, and was picked up by her mother Qing Zijun every three days. She jumped from the street to the end of the street, from Chunjiang Road to Luogu Lane. , so wild that there is no limit.

At the end of that year, one night she and Jiang Zi mixed into an informal small bar, performing for free on stage with a shy face, and after stepping off the stage, a man satirized Jiang playing the guitar as if he was holding a broom, and she was angry with Jiang Zi However, I fought with that person on the spot, two fought one, and the winner was a win, but then the police came.

When I was a teenager, I was too promiscuous, and I wanted to tell the world the rebellion in my bones, so I embarked on the road of rock and roll, but I have not achieved anything so far, so I have become restrained and introverted.

Wen Ning's life has nothing to do with these messes, even He Min's, these two are the ones along the way.

Qinghe doesn't think deeply about some things, and likewise, doesn't ask too much about some things.

She is self-aware, too knowledgeable.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and arrived at the airport four or ten minutes later. Wen Ning was already waiting there, and Uncle Yang was also there.The time was short, so we had to leave after the meeting. Uncle Yang took care of the rest, and the three of them went to check in first.

Qi Rui'an took care of all the matters of the first-class cabin he bought on the plane.

Wen Ning's complexion was not very good, he stayed up all night without sleep, and looked very tired.Before boarding the plane, this person sat in the waiting room and took a nap for more than ten minutes, probably because he was so tired that he couldn't control himself, and his eyelids were too heavy, and they stuck together when he closed them.

Qing He sat next to him, glanced sideways, didn't make a sound, and didn't do anything.

Wen Ning was still wearing yesterday's outfit, no makeup, not even lipstick, with a plain face, I don't know if it was because he was running out of time or what.She should have washed her face this morning, and she looked very clean, so she didn't have time to wash her face, but she didn't know where she did it.

Qing He settled down, let go of her eyes and looked into the distance.

Qi Rui'an went to Costa to buy three cups of hot coffee, handed one to Qing He, drank one for himself, and left the rest for Wen Ning.

"It's cold, drink something warm." He said to Qinghe, keeping his voice down so as not to disturb the person sleeping in front of him.

Qing He took the coffee and whispered, "Thank you."

Qi Rui'an said, "You're welcome."

They didn't know each other well, they had nothing to talk about, and they couldn't get along.

Qinghe took a sip of the coffee, found it unpalatable, and disliked it once she tasted it, but she never showed it on her face, she just calmly held the paper cup in her hand and turned it around, silent.

Qi Rui'an sat down next to each other, took several sips of hot drinks one after another, and casually asked, "Has Miss Qing ever been to City S before?"

Qing He said: "I have been there twice on business trips."

Qi Rui'an smiled casually, "That's good, I'm worried that you will not be familiar with the place when you go there."

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Qing He said in a light tone.

"It's not troublesome, you don't need it, it's not your boss, it's her who troubles me." Qi Rui'an replied, his words and demeanor were generous, and every word he said made people feel at ease. He turned his head and glanced at the Wen Ning next to her whispered again, "She didn't plan to go at first, and she couldn't even invite her. She is going again in the past two days, and she is very tired from running back and forth."

These words should just be said casually, like in the car, with no other meaning.

Qing He looked down at the hot coffee in his hand, tapped the cup wall twice with his fingertips.

The waiting time is short, and it's time to get on the plane soon.

Before going up, Qi Rui'an woke up Wen Ning and gave him two warm sips to wake him up.The exhaustion on Wen Ning's face was even worse, he barely drank half a cup before he picked up his things and set off.

Qinghe was at the end of the team, put on earphones, listened to music and fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane, and didn't communicate much with Wenning during the whole process.She didn't show her emotions too obviously, she was no different from the usual outside, and at first glance there was nothing wrong.

It took nearly three hours from Nancheng to S City, and the plane landed at two o'clock in the afternoon. The private driver was already waiting outside the airport, and he could go to the hotel as soon as the three of them arrived.

Qi Rui'an is a person who can handle affairs, invite people to participate in exhibitions, and take care of the whole process of food, lodging and travel, absolutely unambiguous.

Wen Ning has been resting since he got on the plane, and he only slowed down a little when he got in the car.

The car that came to pick them up was an extended version of the nanny car. The three sat separately, but not too far apart. Qing He sat at the end silently, not in the mood. Work, life, talk non-stop.

Wen Ning would answer the phone from time to time, chatting with this person about work and investment.

Qi Rui'an consciously didn't mention too personal topics, and there might be nothing to say later, he suddenly talked about some rumors, which can be regarded as gossip.

"I heard that Neon has signed a new rock band recently. What's the name? It's making a lot of noise. Is there a new member coming over there?"

Neon, currently the largest independent record company in China, has many branches, including audio music, video, etc. It is involved in bands, hip-hop, pop and folk songs, and its status is very important.

Wen Ning is not interested in this, so he has no time to care about these things. In the fashion circle, the speed of updating is faster than that of mobile phones. It is common for one day to be popular and the next day to be confused.She leaned against the back of the seat and said softly: "I don't know, I didn't pay much attention."

Qi Rui'an, however, was very interested, picking up this rumor and going through it carefully.

"The last time I met Lao Zhang in City B, we chatted and talked about it. Didn't Lao Zhang hold a singer contest in their station before? Sister Ying went to the competition. Anyway, it went smoothly, but it was just a temporary one in the middle. The competition system has been changed, and a band has to be added. On the surface, it is an exhibition game, without ranking, but in fact, it is to stuff this band into it. After that, it is a promotion and a hot search. It is very exciting. Neon this time. It looks like it’s going to be real, and I’m willing to spend my money to create new blood.”

As far as the country is concerned, band culture has been relatively small and popular since the 90s and [-]s, and the development of the mainland is not as good as that of Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, especially the rock culture. The circle is in full swing, but there is basically no sound outside the circle.This is related to the choice of public tastes, as well as domestic customs, traditions and concepts. It started late and it is difficult to popularize customs, so many times it can only be self-admired.

In recent years, the music circle is gradually developing and expanding niche music fields, such as folk songs and rap, but rock and roll is always a difficult nut to crack, and many people are hesitant to it.Neon is very ambitious, and wants to use the way of making stars to pull the circle, and wants to be at the forefront to eat meat, and the next game is a big deal.

Qi Rui'an said this is nothing more than talking about investment trends, and wanted to hear Wen Ning's opinion.He is not only a lonely artist, but also a capitalist in the market, playing photography and making money.

Wen Ning couldn't understand the deep meaning in the words, but he never gave a clear answer.

Qi Rui'an handed over the bottle of water, winked and insisted on asking.

"What do you think? Can Neon make a name for itself?"

Wen Ning didn't take the bottle of water, closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Silence is better than sound, don't be too clear about your attitude.

The thing is so big, and Qi Rui'an is not the only one who wants to share the meat. Whether he will be able to eat after working hard is a problem.Nihong is not a fool, dare to spend money and is afraid of being robbed by others?Don't go in and wander around for a long time in a daze, but in the end you are doing your best to run with others, the gain outweighs the loss.

Qinghe sat in the back listening to their conversation, frowning slightly.

She didn't have the slightest idea about investment and inside information, but she couldn't help but listen to it for a while when it came to her own related points.

It may be that she is already irritable, and it is her own problem.She pursed her lips and turned up the volume of the earphone music.

The car went all the way to the hotel, followed by accommodation arrangements.

Wen Ning lives in a suite, Qing He lives in a common room, and they are not on the same floor.But after all, it is a five-star hotel, and ordinary rooms are not bad. Qinghe is quite satisfied with this arrangement.

Wen Ning didn't say anything about it, just let Qing He go there at night.

Qinghe went straight back to the room, pretending not to hear.

Since there was an exhibition in the evening, we had to meet some friends and partners. In the following time, Wen Ning kept preparing, and Qi Rui'an left in a hurry. There were other things to be busy.

Qinghe was leisurely, she cleaned up in the room for an hour, and then changed into the dress she sent when she calmed down, and went out according to the time.

She didn't want to talk much, and she didn't get along well for the next half night. She didn't do anything except follow Wen Ning, and she really seemed to be a qualified follower secretary.

The exhibition will be held for a total of three days, and tonight is just the opening and the formality.

Qinghe met the Faith Band as she wished, but did not have much communication.

The lead singer of Faith was brought by Qi Rui'an to meet her. The whole process should not be too formal, and it should be a formality.The lead singer didn't know her at all, so when he learned that she was a rock player, he asked a few questions and exchanged WeChat messages.People have no feelings for her, and they didn't even ask the name of the band she was in, just to give Qi Rui'an a face.

Probably because of being too hypocritical, Qing He was not excited to see his idol, but panicked instead.

Wen Ning glanced at her several times, probably having noticed something.

When the exhibition ended and returned to the hotel, it was Wen Ning's green room.

The room was dark with no lights on.

Wen Ning hugged Qinghe to the table, leaned into her ear and asked in a low voice: "Unhappy?"

Qinghe refused to admit it, and said bluntly: "No."

Wen Ning put his lips behind her ears, "Don't lie to me."

Touching the cold table, Qinghe was impatient and directly covered the man's mouth.

Wen Ning kissed her palm, just like last night.

Qing He felt aggrieved and had nowhere to vent.

She bit the man's shoulder with great force, sinking her nails deep into the man's white and smooth flesh.

Wen Ning froze, but still indulged, stroking the back of her neck soothingly.