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

Chapter 93
Chuhe invested 100 million shares. This was the first investment in his life. He invested in the second force, Su Muyan, and he didn't know if he would lose money in the future.

After the investment matters were discussed, it was already late at night.

Liu Zhiqing made two phone calls, and she wanted to find someone to take care of Manke Music Restaurant, after all, Su Muyan and Chuhe were unreliable.

Chuhe ignored him, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep when he returned to his room.

Su Muyan wanted to go to the live broadcast secretly, but Liu Zhiqing caught her in the bathroom, washed it up and went to sleep quickly.

After a good night's sleep, Chuhe slept comfortably, and woke up the next day full of energy. As soon as the quilt was lifted, the door was pushed open, and Su Muyan came in like a wild boar.

Chuhe was startled, and quickly covered the bottom: "What are you doing? Why did you get up so early today?"

"Chuhe, you actually helped us get the autographed book!" Su Muyan was holding a book in his hand, which was the rare edition of "Poetry and the Sea I".

After she returned home after graduation, she was busy live broadcasting, and then went to the music restaurant, and only discovered the autograph book today.

It was Liu Zhiqing who told her that Chuhe got it.

Chu He smiled low-key: "It's a small thing, I have cooperated with the science fiction world, and they like my conch version of "Ya"."

Su Muyan rubbed her chin, and looked at Chuhe strangely: "It feels so strange, a little inexplicable. Chuhe, Chu Xiaohe, Chu Dahe..."

Su Muyan frowned more and more, and stared at Chuhe carefully: "Tell the truth, do you..."

"What is it?" Chu He's heart jumped, did this dude suspect that he was Liu Zhiqing's Grandpa Chu?
"Are you biu up? Why did you use the quilt to cover the bottom?" Su Muyan still frowned, staring at the bottom of Chu River.

Chuhe choked, your mother's brain circuit is really novel.

"Yes, yes, men are like this, you go out quickly, I will meditate and recite scriptures, and I will stop biu after a while." Chu He rolled his eyes.

Su Muyan turned her head to look outside, then squatted beside the bed, smiled like an idiot: "Chuhe, show me, I'm so curious, you quickly pull the quilt away."

Chuhe's scalp was numb: "I said, Miss Su, you are a bit perverted."

"Could it be that women have lost the right to see Ji Er? I'm already 22 years old!" Su Muyan became furious, her curiosity even stronger.

The corner of Chuhe's mouth twitched, and Dafang got out of bed naturally. His swelling had subsided.

Su Muyan took a look: "It's not right, why didn't you get up? With your quality, you can't have a baby with your sister, and your sister is at a loss."

Shit you.

At this time, Liu Zhiqing who had finished blowing the sea breeze came back, Su Muyan hurried over to whisper, and looked at Chuhe with disdain from time to time.

Liu Zhiqing's face twitched when she heard that, and she raised her hand to beat Su Muyan, making her scream.

Chuhe felt comfortable, and said with a smile: "President Liu, what do you have for breakfast?"

"Cook a few eggs and make a pot of porridge." Liu Zhiqing smiled, "By the way, I will go with the company's people to renovate Manke Music Restaurant later, and the information about your shareholding will also be processed."

"OK."

It was comforting to have Liu Zhiqing around.

Su Muyan was also relieved, happy to be beaten up, and hurried to live broadcast.

After breakfast, Liu Zhiqing went back to the company. Among the three, she was the only one who could deal with the dining and bar affairs.

Su Muyan ate two eggs and continued the live broadcast, feeling overwhelmed.

Chuhe swings with his pipa in his arms every day, and checks his phone by the way.

He hasn't logged into WeChat for several days.

This time, there are 99+ messages in the WeChat group in the music area.

Chu He took a look, and everyone was talking about the Jiangcheng Comic Exhibition.

"Which one of you will go to the manga exhibition on July [-]? Is the meeting of the up masters in the music area arranged by Jiang Yuan still count?"

"A lot of people want to go, right? Jiangcheng's comic exhibition is one of the best in the south, and many dancers have received invitations from the organizers to go to the dance."

"Our up master party is probably in vain, after all, Jiang Yu'an..."

Chuhe recalled it for a while, and remembered that Jiang Yuan invited him to the party, but now it seems that it was a failure.

Just as he was thinking, Jiang Yuan showed up.

"The manga exhibition is on July [-]th, and our party is on July [-]th. We can attend the party after the manga exhibition. Everyone can inform their fans and come to a fan meeting." Jiang Yuan seems to be still the leader of the group sheep.

Everyone still gave him face and said yes one after another.

Jiang Yu'an called Chuhe again: "Brother Chu, remember to come too. This time I invited a great instrumentalist, he is much better than me, you must meet him."

Chu He raised his eyebrows, a master of instrumental music?
Before he responded, the people in the group asked who it was, all of them curious.

"I don't know if anyone knows Mr. Fang Guangsong. He is the president of the Southern Cucurbit Silk Association and once joined the Central National Orchestra." Jiang Yu'an didn't hide it.

Many people in the group fry the pan.

"Fang Guangsong! The boss who has appeared on Southern TV seven times!"

"Surprised, Fang Guangsong actually came. I've heard his "Myth". It's so good!"

"Is this person very powerful? I don't pay much attention to offline bosses."

"Gourd silk master, member of the Central National Orchestra, do you think you are fierce?"

Some people know and some don't. After all, there are mixed up masters in the music area, and many of them play musical instruments casually. It's normal not to know the leading figures in the industry.

But after a few people's popular science, everyone knows.

"Yu'an is so cool, you can invite such a boss? Is he willing to play with us?" The group members marveled at Jiang Yu'an's energy.

Jiang Yu'an made a smiling face: "Everyone misunderstood, I can't invite Fang Guangsong, I invite his disciple Jia Nan, who is also from Jiangzhou."

After Jiang Yu'an finished speaking, Aite Chuhe said again, "Brother Chu, aren't you here?"

"Yes, Brother Yu'an has a heart." Chu He showed his head.

"Haha, we are all friends in the instrumental music industry, so don't be so polite, I'll wait for you."

The group became inexplicably quiet, as if there was an undercurrent surging.

Chuhe didn't say much, and stopped watching the group.

He quit WeChat, and there were footsteps in the villa, and Su Muyan rushed out excitedly: "Chuhe, I have received an invitation from Jiangzhou Comic Exhibition, haha, this lady still has charm!"

She was triumphant, as if she was honored to be invited to the comic exhibition.

Chuhe glanced at her: "Then you are finished."

"Why?" Su Muyan stared.

"You are invited to dance on stage, right? Don't you think this is a public execution?"

"Ah?" Su Muyan's expression changed drastically, she held her head and yelled, "That's right, it's over, I don't want to dance, what should I do? I'll definitely be laughed to death!"

She screamed for a while and jumped over to tug at Chuhe: "Teach me how to dance, I don't want to dance "Love Cycle" into "Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens" again!"

The imperial capital, named Hao Bieyuan.

Shao Yaoyao was standing in front of the full-length mirror, trying on clothes.

What she has in her hand is a set of double-breasted Ruqun Hanfu, elegantly embroidered, matching cuffs, and a small folding fan.

For this set of Hanfu, there is no 2 yuan that cannot be taken down.

Shao Yaoyao didn't wear a strand, her whole body was as white as snow, and she gently put on the complicated Hanfu.

Finally, she put the white socks on her feet, and then put on the ancient women's shoes, and a handsome and graceful ancient girl appeared in the mirror.

Shao Yaoyao looked at her for a while, and even lifted her skirt and twirled it around a few times, just like a girl in Huaichun.

"Miss, you dress the same as the day Cuihua in our village got married, and she looks a little better than you in her bright red shape." Aunt Liu pushed the door open and entered, holding a sweeping robot in her hand.

The corner of Shao Yaoyao's mouth twitched, and she took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Aunt Liu, what's the matter?"

"How does this robot work? It can't even sweep a leaf, and it keeps getting stuck." Aunt Liu complained endlessly.

Shao Yaoyao waved her hand: "Throw it away. By the way, I'm going to the south to participate in the comic exhibition in July, so you can go back to the village on vacation."

"No, no, you have to wash your pile of Hanfu by hand. I have to wash it for you, and you have to mend the torn ones. Miss, you tear up two sets of Hanfu a month on average."

Aunt Liu talked to herself, then reached out and pulled Shao Yaoyao's neckline: "It's too tight, and you're wearing a bellyband, it's not good for your two lumps..."

When she pulled it, because of her strong hands, she tore off the Hanfu, revealing two small white flesh.

"Huh? Miss, you don't wear a bellyband anymore?"

Shao Yaoyao's pretty face was trembling, and she walked towards the bed with a sigh of relief, then climbed up and wrapped the quilt into a Mexican chicken taco.

"Pleasure value from Shao Yaoyao -333."

Chuhe, who was thousands of miles away, sighed, I need a reason, why torment me like this?

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