I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 142 Set a Small Goal First
The theater is over, and people come and go.

Chu He took Su Muyan out, and Su Muyan chattered non-stop: "Mr. Chu, you have earned the first pot of gold in your life, although it is only [-] cents, what do you think?"

She deliberately buried Chuhe.

Chu He squinted: "I would like to thank my sister Su Muyan first. Although she is a bastard, she has helped me a lot. Without her, I..."

"Sister!" Su Muyan interrupted suddenly, and ran towards the door like a gust of wind.

Chu He blinked, looked at the door, and sure enough saw Liu Zhiqing standing there.

The shirt, short skirt and high heels are a sexy and domineering president.

It is very difficult to see such a big beauty in reality.

Chuhe's heart became hot, and Liu Zhiqing actually came to Yangcheng. She was undoubtedly here to see her performance.

Chuhe strode over, and Su Muyan had already flung himself into Liu Zhiqing's arms and acted like a child.

A royal sister and a loli are so beautiful that the men nearby stretched their necks and stared intently.

Liu Zhiqing was mature and steady, touching Su Muyan's head and smiling, like a caring big sister.

"President Liu, at first glance, I feel that there is a holy light on you, so holy." Chuhe approached and joked.

Liu Zhiqing rolled up her hair by her ears, and looked at him openly: "Really? I feel that you still deserve a beating."

"You can beat me up as much as you want, but I want a hug." Chu He opened his hands, Liu Zhiqing rolled her eyes, and blocked Chu He with Su Muyan: "You really deserve a beating."

The two smiled at each other.

In the direction of the toilet, Shao Yaoyao peeped for a while, then left angrily.

"What a beast! A playboy!" Shao Yaoyao scolded Chu He, and got into the taxi with the guzheng in her arms.

"Where is the northern girl going?"

"Mohe!"

On the other side, the three of Chuhe also left together. Under Su Muyan's suggestion, the three naturally went to have a big meal to comfort themselves.

They went to eat Haidilao and let go of their stomachs.

Su Muyan was like a vicious dog pouncing on his food, eating it with joy.

Liu Zhiqing is elegant and gentle, eating Haidilao is like eating steak.

Sitting opposite her, Chu He smiled and asked, "President Liu, how are you doing in Hangzhou? Are you ready to make your debut?"

"The song has been recorded and it will be released on July 26. I don't know if it will become popular." Liu Zhiqing smiled.

She wasn't looking forward to it very much, but it was her own song after all, and it would be best if it became popular.

"Are you the major shareholder of Jiyun Culture Company? They will definitely do their best to compose and promote you, and it should be popular." Chu He pondered, "Why don't you sing it to me, and I'll appreciate it. "

"No." Liu Zhiqing shook her head immediately, it was too shameful to sing for Chuhe, and it was her debut song, which made her even more ashamed.

Su Muyan chuckled: "Sister, you can just secretly sing it to me when you get back later, and I will appreciate it for you."

She wants to see it.

Liu Zhiqing knocked on her: "You can't do it either, be honest with me."

Su Muyan stuck out her tongue and ate obediently.

After eating and drinking enough, the three of them went to Yangcheng to have fun again, and returned to the hotel late at night.

When Liu Zhiqing entered the suite, black lines appeared: "You guys sleep in the same suite?"

"Yeah, I don't dare to live alone. Although I live with Chuhe, he always takes advantage of me, but... Hey, we women are disadvantaged if we are beautiful. What can we do?" Su Muyan complained endlessly. .

Chuhe wants to kick her.

Liu Zhiqing patted Su Muyan on the head: "Pack up your things and stay with me tonight, we will open another room."

Liu Zhiqing avoided suspicion, she didn't want to live with Chuhe.

Su Muyan was unhappy: "Sister, what's the matter? There are two rooms here, one for each of us, and Chuhe can just sleep on the floor."

Chuhe's forehead went black. Is there a sister like you?

Liu Zhiqing laughed, but she still insisted on packing her things and could not live with Chuhe.

Su Muyan had no choice but to pack up her things and leave before opening another room.

Of course, they opened the room and did not alienate Chuhe, but ran over to chat.

Su Muyan started twittering again: "Chuhe, my sister just said that you earned 8 yuan a lot, which is worthy of praise. Please make persistent efforts and climb to the top of the instrumental music industry!"

Liu Zhiqing, who was tidying the quilt at the side, glanced over: "I didn't say he was very powerful."

"The pleasure value from Liu Zhiqing +300."

"Oh, it's amazing." Su Muyan stood tall on the bed, condescendingly looking down at Chuhe who was sitting there.

"Chuhe, you can't relax. I've decided to help you set a small goal. After completing this goal, you will meet your sister's parents and propose marriage!" Su Muyan was in high spirits.

Liu Zhiqing paused her hand and pursed her lips lightly.

Seeing parents, how far away is that.

Chuhe raised his head to look at Su Muyan: "Go on, I'm listening."

"This small goal is to make it [-] million! When you have [-] million in your bank card, we will go to meet your parents and take you into the circle of rich people." Su Muyan wiped her nose, "How? Very ideal, right? "

Chuhe coughed, one hundred million?Do you think I'm a cornucopia?
"Can it be less?" Chuhe was paralyzed with salted fish, shaking Erlang's legs.

"It can't be less, [-] million is not enough, don't you even have this ideal!" Su Muyan put his hands on his hips and stepped on the Chu River with his feet.

Chu He opened her feet: "Please be realistic. Even if your music restaurant earns 200 million a year, it will take 50 years. Do you think it is easy to earn [-] million?"

Su Muyan thought, is it so hard to earn?

She counted with her fingers, like a fool.

Chuhe said it was impossible, but he also thought about it in his heart.

If you really want to earn [-] million, it is impossible to rely on being an Internet celebrity and opening a music restaurant, but "Poetry and the Sea" may have the power to fight.

Physical publishing, animation adaptation, TV series adaptation, film adaptation, international awards... etc., this prospect is still very promising.

And when it comes to that point, money is the second priority, and fame is the key.

"Chuhe, rest, you are tired today, don't listen to Yanyan's nonsense." Liu Zhiqing said suddenly, and smiled lightly at Chuhe.

She pulled Su Muyan to leave, and sensitively avoided the topic of meeting her parents.

Chuhe didn't think much about it anymore, he was a jerk, why did he think about a hundred million, he might as well think about President Liu's big white legs.

He stretched, went to the balcony to collect his clothes, and planned to take a shower and sleep.

Unfortunately, Shao Yaoyao was blowing on the balcony next door, her wet hair fluttering.

She looked at Chuhe, turned around and hummed without saying a word.

Chuhe whistled: "Miss Shao, I wish you the championship. This guest will not accompany me. Come on."

Shao Yaoyao glanced at him, and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Chu, I admire you so much, your pipa makes people's hearts flutter, it's great."

Ok?Have you changed your sex?

Chuhe couldn't figure it out, Shao Yaoyao continued: "Is it convenient for you to come over? I want to ask you about instrumental music, oops, I'm a little shy."

Something is wrong, absolutely something is wrong!
Chuhe was vigilant in his heart, he could already see the fierce look in Shao Yaoyao's eyes, she must be cheating himself.

Chuhe turned his head abruptly, and on the balcony next door to the right, Liu Zhiqing looked at him quietly, as quietly as a snow mountain fairy.

Shao Yaoyao snickered, turned around and ran, and then slammed her head against the door again.

But she was still very happy, and went into the room with her head covered.

"Young master Chu, go ahead. I know you are innocent. She wants me to misunderstand you. I won't misunderstand you." Liu Zhiqing smiled slightly, and raised her hand to brush her hair.

When the evening breeze hits, her flourishing beauty is intoxicating.

"Pleasure value from Liu Zhiqing -250."

Alas, woman.

(End of this chapter)