20 years of restarting life

Chapter 512

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Changan, who had bought a new gift, called Jingxiu because he didn't know whether it was convenient for Jingxiu to answer the phone at home.

Jingxiu's call came back immediately.

"The place at home is too small, but my mother insists on staying at home. Su Wei, Tian Zi, Pan Gao, Song Jing, my mother, you and I, and my neighbor's child."

Jingxiu was on the phone, very happy: "Su Wei and Tian Zi are already here. We are shopping in the alley. Come here quickly. It's actually very interesting to go shopping together."

"A neighborhood kid, how old is he, and what grade is he in?"

Zhao Changan is very sensitive.

"I'm sixteen or seventeen, and I'm a sophomore in the middle school attached to Fuda."

"Hehe, you are a big kid!"

"What do you mean, Xiao Hairen is very good, he is sensible and obedient, and his grades are also very good. You will definitely like him very much when you meet him."

"I don't have this hobby. I'm male, but I like women."

"You~, come quickly."

"All right, I'll be at your door within half an hour."

"Don't drive in, there is no place to park, there is a parking lot outside the street."

Then Jingxiu's voice dropped suddenly, and the originally noisy voice on the phone also became far away, needless to say, she was talking in a quiet place.

"Zhao Chang'an, Wei Wei and Pan Gao gave me a copy of Old Wolf's album, which is genuine; Xiao Zi gave me a bottle of perfume, which was blended with rose osmanthus and jasmine she bought herself, and it smells good; Song Jing and I I told her that the gift should not be too expensive, not more than 100 yuan."

"Jingxiu, you can do it now, but you actually put forward such a high request, and I am too embarrassed to take out a small gift that I bought for a few dollars."

Zhao Changan is joking here.

"I'll be very happy even if you fold a bottle of thousand paper cranes for me."

With Jingxiu's words, Zhao Chang'an was 'beat' until cold sweat broke out on his body.

-

Jing Xiu hung up the phone and walked out from the small garden in the alley.

"Xiaoxiu, what is the relationship between you and Zhao Changan?"

The fast-talking Tian Zi saw Jingxiu hung up the phone, her pretty face was flushed, and she couldn't help asking.

"Ordinary friendship, Xiao Zi, are you talking nonsense?"

Su Wei, who was at the side, interjected: "Is there not much pure friendship between men and women in college, so why make such a fuss!"

"I didn't make a fuss, I just asked casually."

"There is something wrong with your question."

"Hey--"

"There are ice porridge sellers there, are you two arguing or drinking ice porridge?"

"Where did we fight?"

Tian Zi.

"Of course it's ice porridge!"

Su Wei and Tian Zi looked at each other and smiled, they were not arguing, but giving Jing Xiu a warm-up lesson.

Because when Zhao Changan came over later, he not only wanted to see them, but also Jing Xingmei who was serious and serious.

That's the big game boost.

-

Zhao Changan called Pan Gao when he knew who the guests were invited for Jingxiu's birthday at noon.

"I've been there a long time ago. Su Wei, Jing Xiu, and Tian Zi went shopping. I'm watching a game of chess at the door."

On the street, the biggest difference between 99 and 98 is that in Zhao Changan's view, the 'bricks' (big mobile phones) on the streets of Mingzhu are disappearing at an alarming rate.

Minicomputers became popular in the market.

Because the price dropped fast, the three people of Thunderbolt also officially became the organic family.

And Pan Gao also bought one for Su Wei, but Su Wei couldn't explain to her family how she had the money to buy a four or five thousand mobile phone, so she used it in school all the time, and never dared to take it out when she was going home on weekends .

Zhao Changan hung up the phone and called Song Jing's cell phone again.

"You guys go first. I'm talking to Mr. Li of Guangbo Media. It's a good thing. Don't worry. Be there on time before twelve o'clock. It's not too late."

Song Jing seemed very busy over there, she hung up the phone after speaking in a hurry.

"Light Wave Media?"

Zhao Changan lit a cigarette, not knowing whether Song Jing was targeting Jingxiu or Thunderbolt.

He is not against Jingxiu's entry into the Chinese music scene, but now is clearly not the right time.

The reason is that Zhao Chang'an is not strong enough, or more precisely, Zhao Chang'an is still very weak, like a small shrimp.

If Jingxiuge is an ordinary person, then forget it.

But Jingxiu is indeed very beautiful, and has a very gentle personality, which is a kind of treasure that makes those "successful uncles" with fat stomachs greedy.

"It's fine if it's the Human Torch. If a rich woman really likes it, the three of them can contribute to the cause together; but Jingxiu,"

Zhao Changan smiled: "Then Song Jing has to beat and beat again."

He, Zhao Changan, is still a small shrimp now, but if he really wants to beat Song Jing, who is not even considered a small shrimp, it is a piece of cake.

-

Top class coffee shop.

Song Jing and Li Xingzhi, the major shareholder of Guangbo Media, chatted happily.

"This Jingxiu has a beautiful person and a sweet song. Her own hardware is good. What she lacks is that she is admired by others. Let me tell you this, as long as you recognize me as a godfather, I guarantee that she will be very popular,—"

Li Xingzhi has a skinny figure. Although he is almost sixty years old, he has all kinds of hair dyes and hyaluronic acid in one set, and he is dressed in a modern way to make him look younger. He looks about forty years old.

He said dirty things in his mouth, but the expression on his face was serious.

Hearing Li Xingzhi talk about this matter in such a way, Song Jing was slightly taken aback, and then her expression changed.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Li, didn't we say to release an album for Jingxiu? In my opinion, this is a reciprocal benefit, which is beneficial to both us and Gui—"

"It's useless to say these things. Ms. Song, you are an adult, right? I've heard something about you. A woman wants to climb up. Why should others give her this chance? The advantage between you and Jingxiu lies in your youth. Beautiful, if you don't use these advantages to make money at this time, don't you want to wait until you are old and spend money to invite others to play, no one is interested."

Seeing that Song Jing was about to get angry, Li Xingzhi said slowly and uncertainly: "Let's not talk about anything else, as long as you can convince her, the two of you will go up together. Miss Song, you understand what I mean. I will give you 100 yuan a year." Ten thousand."

"Scumbag!"

Song Jing picked up the coffee cup on the coffee table in front of her, and poured a whole cup of boiling hot coffee on Li Xingzhi's face.

"Ah! Damn bitch, I will beat you to death!"

Li Xingzhi, who was screaming from the heat, stood up with curses in his mouth, leaned over to Song Jing's face, and slapped him fiercely: "If you don't eat the toast, you're a stinker, really!" Do you think you are three chaste and nine strong?"

"Snapped!"

As a result, Li Xingzhi was horrified to see that Song Jing, who had been slapped, suddenly lifted up the big white porcelain vase on the coffee table.

Swing to his head.

"Snapped!"

The thick white porcelain vase exploded on Li Xingzhi's forehead.

-

Zhao Changan drove towards the street where Jingxiu lived in his memory, and came to the parking lot. Just as he was about to drive in, his cell phone rang.

It's Song Jing's call.

"what?"

"I can't come here because I have something to do. On the way, you can help me choose a gift for Jingxiu. I will give you a budget of two or three thousand. Don't spend too little. On my birthday, Jingxiu can give me a silk scarf and lie to me." More than 100, hehe, she is tender in this regard! I am very busy here, so stop calling and hang up."

Then, a blind tone sounded in the phone.

"What do you mean, how long has it been since you changed your mind?"

Zhao Chang'an didn't need to think about it to know that it must be that Song Jing had a good conversation with that stupid Mr. Li, and ended up releasing Jingxiu's pigeons.

"It's good to have one less you, I still think there are too many people sitting and crowded."

Zhao Changan grumbled unhappily and parked the Daben in the parking lot.

(End of this chapter)