The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 238 Invitation, Concert

"Ding dong."

The mobile phone on the table rang, which was the unique ringtone of WeChat.

Ming Qi clicked in.

Xi Wennian: Ms. Ming, tomorrow is Mr. Quan's concert. Both Mr. Quan and I welcome you.

It was only then that Ming Qi remembered the invitation he had agreed to more than 20 days ago. He had nothing to do recently, and all the urgent documents had been processed, so he just had time to go out.Moreover, Yu Xiangdi, who agreed to the invitation, ran back to the north of the tower to deal with work. Ming Yu rushed over this afternoon, and it would be good to take him to have a look tomorrow.

The corners of Ming Qi's lips hooked slightly, and he replied casually: "Okay."

On the other side, facing the clean chat interface, Xi Wennian stared at the other party's simple word "good", and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

"Hey! What are you laughing at?" Kwon Hyun patted him from behind: "Smile so brightly, are you chatting with my goddess again?"

Quan showed a suspicious look.

"No." Xi Wennian took back his phone, put his hands on the keys again, "Rehearse again."

Kwon Hyun couldn't believe it even more. When has he been so active in rehearsing for a performance?
But seeing that he had closed his eyes and devoted himself wholeheartedly, Quan Xian didn't care anymore.

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The center of the imperial capital, an oval white hall.

"Jiang Zhen?"

The man sat at the top, glanced lazily over the document, "If it falls, it will fall, what a big deal."

Without one Jiang family, there will be tens of thousands of Jiang families.

Wei He stepped forward and explained hesitantly: "This time, there seems to be something unusual."

"seem?"

Pei Yuanwen sat up a little, threw the documents together, and raised his eyebrows: "If you don't have anything confirmed, how dare you bring it to me?"

His pupils were black, and when he deliberately stared at people, he was very oppressive, and he asked a non-heavy question, which gave him a dangerous illusion.

"Yes!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out behind Wei Hetong, and he respectfully stepped forward to apologize.

Pei Yuanwen leaned back, his expression still lazy, "Also, don't bring these trivial matters to your face in the future."

He's not interested in dealing with trivial matters.

No matter how noisy the people below are, can they still blow up the entire Yatlin?
With him in charge, who else would dare to move except the lawless Lu Wusheng who is now utterly dead?
Thinking about it makes it a bit tasteless.

It's only been a few years since Wei Hetong seemed to understand his thoughts, he stepped forward and said tentatively: "My lord, the famous international musician Quan Xian will hold a concert in the Najito Golden Hall tomorrow, I wonder if you are interested... "

"Oh?"

Pei Yuanwen was indeed aroused, so he sat upright and said, "That's okay, the little princess is very interested in musical instruments recently, so I just took her to the concert."

"Yes." Wei He was not surprised: "I will send someone to inform Miss Ming immediately."

Pei Yuanwen interrupted him with a wave of his hand, stood up and the brocade robe slipped off his body, the fabric was silky and of excellent texture, his steps overlapped, his posture was leisurely and somewhat interested: "I'll go and talk to her in person."

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The next day, at eight o'clock in the evening.

Ming Qi took Ming Yu to the Najito Golden Hall.

This is the music hall with the largest scale and the highest threshold opened by the Music Association in the imperial capital. Those who can enter this venue to perform are world-renowned musicians.

Tickets are often hard to come by here.

When Ming Qi and Ming Yu stood at the entrance of the hall, Xi Wennian was standing beside him in a black tuxedo and white gloves.He has an outstanding temperament, his hair is combed to a fixed shape, his handsome face is a bit gentle under the warm yellow light, and even the frames of his glasses are particularly stylish.

Seeing the Ming family's vehicle and license plate number, Xi Wennian's eyes lit up through his glasses. He stepped forward to greet them, with his arms outstretched and a smile on his face just right: "Welcome to participate..."

Halfway through the conversation, the car door opened, and a young boy in a black suit jumped out of the car, facing the warm and smiling face of the seat, Wen Nian.

The two froze for a second at the same time.

The next moment, Ming Qi followed closely.

"Wen Nian?" Ming Qi was somewhat surprised: "Shouldn't you be preparing in the background?"

Xi Wennian moved his eyes to her, and kept a peaceful smile: "I knew you were coming, so I came here to pick you up."

"Don't be so troublesome." After Ming Qi said something, he changed the topic and introduced: "This is my younger brother, Ming Yu."

"Yuyu, this is the 'Music Son' Xi Wennian."

Mingyu raised his head, all the marks of his previous injuries had healed, and now his hair was flaring in front of his forehead, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were bright, and he was wearing a well-tailored suit. Anyone who saw him would have to praise him as a handsome young man.

Mingyu raised his eyes, and his bright cat eyes flashed a harmless smile: "Mr. Xi, hello." He proactively and obediently stretched out his hand.

Xi Wennian entered the arena with an expression on his face, also raised a gentle smile, and boasted: "Hello, little student Mingyu. I haven't had time to congratulate you, and you have won the national champion. You are really outstanding."

He shook hands with Mingyu, both palms were cold.

Mingyu's smile didn't change: "Thank you."

He did not forget that on the night before Deng Shuwen's death, he took people to intercept him, listened to Deng Shuwen's car, and heard with his own ears that Deng Shuwen was planning with someone else, and the other party was this Xi Wennian.

And he obviously didn't kill the killer, Deng Shuwen still died in the imperial capital.

He remembered, and Xi Wennian knew it too.

That night, the phone was only halfway through when Deng Shuwen was tied up by him.It's just that although Deng Shuwen was arrested, the phone call was not interrupted, so Xi Wennian listened to the whole process of how Ming Yu dealt with Deng Shuwen.

Both knew each other's existence, but never expected to meet in this form.

The atmosphere on the surface was peaceful, and no one noticed the turbulent undercurrent below.

"Let me take you to visit the backstage."

After shaking hands, Xi Wennian took the initiative to say, and both of them agreed.

He brought the two of them into the music hall, and took them into the backstage preparation place through a special passage.

Ming Yu is actually not slow to feelings, or rather, he is very sensitive.

When he opened the door and met his burning eyes that he tried to hide, Ming Yu knew what was going on in this guy's mind - another guy who coveted his sister.

Ming Yu was upset, especially when he saw Xi Wennian talking and laughing with Ming Qi while guiding them.

At this time, even looking at Ming Qingyun is much more pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of this, Mingyu rolled his eyes, and suddenly interjected and asked: "By the way, sister, why hasn't Brother Qingyun been by your side these days, and I didn't see him living in the villa, did you drive him away?"

As he spoke, he cast a provocative glance at Xi Wennian from a corner that Ming Qi couldn't see.

Brother Qingyun? By her side? Live with her?
Xi Wennian put his hands in his pockets, still smiling, leisurely, without any emotion.

But Ming Qi said with a smile: "Ah Yun has some personal matters to deal with, so I'm going back first."

Ah Yun?
The smile on Xi Wennian's face could no longer hold back.

(End of this chapter)