Peach Fortune Ring

"What a nasty guy, actually made people cry!"

But not long after, when she heard Song Yan's "Ode to Happiness", her sad emotions were swept away, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face.

After Song Yan's performance was over, a strong idea came to her mind, I want to invite him to accompany me in the concert.

Thinking of this, she quickly picked up the phone and dialed the manager's number.

Soon, her manager Yang Susu came to her room from the next room.

"Oh, my aunt, I took a break today, why did you call me here again!" Yang Susu yawned, with a deeply tired expression on his face.

During this time, Murong Xinyue was holding a concert tour across the country. As a manager, she had to run around for various things, but she was very tired, and she definitely did not sleep for more than five hours a day.

No, today I finally had a chance to rest, but I was woken up by a call from Murong Xinyue.

"Sister Susu, don't be angry!" Murong Xinyue hugged Yang Susu's arm and swayed coquettishly.

"Okay, little ancestor, you'd better put away this trick, and just say what you want." Yang Susu said a little speechlessly.

"I want him to accompany me!" Murong Xinyue pointed at Song Yan on the TV and said.

Yang Susu was taken aback, and then said with a straight face: "Little ancestor, what are you messing around with? The band and accompaniment company for each concert have already been arranged. If you want to change people, it will disrupt the company's arrangements!"

Murong Xinyue smiled mysteriously: "Sister Susu, after you have seen his performance, you will know why I want him to accompany you!"

While talking, Murong Xinyue picked up the remote control of the TV and set the time back to the part where Song Yan started playing "Fate and No Part".

At first Murong Xinyue was a little disapproving, but soon, her expression changed and she was completely immersed in the song. When the song ended, she had tears streaming down her face and started sobbing softly.

Chapter 149 Auction

The piano competition was over, and the ten commentators unanimously elected Song Yan as the champion of the competition. The other nine contestants were also very convinced, because they were all conquered by Song Yan's two pieces of music.

The organizers awarded awards to ten contestants on the spot.

As No.1, Song Yan received a bonus of 50 yuan, which was presented by Ma Jingchu, the chairman of the Piano Association.

Just after returning to the backstage, Song Yan was going to talk to Song Xuexia, but unexpectedly, he was entangled by a group of reporters again, so he had to signal them to leave first.

After finally getting rid of the entanglement of the reporters and walking out of the gymnasium, a voice came from behind.

"Mr. Song, please stay."

Song Yan looked back and saw Fu Qingfeng in formal attire walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"So it's Mr. Fu." Song Yan stopped walking.

"Mr. Song is really versatile. You play the piano really well."

"Award."

Song Yan replied lightly, he believed that Fu Qingfeng stopped him to praise him for his good piano playing, so he was waiting for Fu Qingfeng to explain why he came.

Fu Qingfeng took out a golden invitation card from his arms, and offered it with both hands: "Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, there will be a special auction in Hongye Villa. This is the invitation card. If you are free, you might as well come and see it."

"Okay." Song Yan nodded and took the invitation: "I will be there on time."

"You know that trash Fu Qingfeng?" After Fu Qingfeng left, Shi Xiaoyue came over.

Song Yan looked at Shi Xiaoyue in a daze, wondering why she called Fu Qingfeng a waste.

Shi Xiaoyue continued: "Am I wrong? I'm only 30 years old and I'm only in the middle of the day after tomorrow. If it's not trash, what is it? It's far worse than you!"

Song Yan smiled, everyone has a judgment in their hearts, so he didn't argue with her, but said: "Let's go, let's go to the traffic police brigade, by the way, will I be detained in this situation?"

"You are a young hero, so I dare not detain you. You don't have to go to the traffic police brigade, but you still have to pay the ticket!" While speaking, Shi Xiaoyue handed him a ticket and motioned him to sign it.

"Or sign the back?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

Shi Xiaoyue glared at him angrily: "What do you think?"

"Swipe!"

Song Yan wrote down his name on the signature of the ticket.

After receiving the ticket, Shi Xiaoyue looked at Song Yan and said, "Although I admire you very much, if I catch you speeding or driving without a license next time, I will never show mercy, so I suggest you go to get a driver's license ! Fifteen days of detention for driving without a license."

"Well, thanks for the reminder, I will."

Watching Shi Xiaoyue leave, Song Yan called Zhang Ziran and asked him to drive to the gym.

After a while, Zhang Ziran came by taxi and drove him to school.

"By the way, there is an auction at Hongye Mountain Villa tonight, do you want to go?" Song Yan asked Zhang Ziran.

"Boss, how do you know there is an auction in Hongye Villa?" Zhang Ziran stared at Song Yan in surprise.

Song Yan took out the invitation card and waved it in front of Zhang Ziran.

Seeing the golden invitation card, Zhang Ziran was slightly taken aback, and then hurriedly grabbed it and looked it over.

Immediately there was a burst of exclamation: "Wow, boss, where did you get this golden invitation card! My dad can't even get an ordinary invitation card, and you actually got a golden invitation card, it's really awesome!" Already!"

"Fu Qingfeng gave it to me." Song Yan said lightly.

"Boss...boss, what did you say?" Hearing Fu Qingfeng's name, Zhang naturally showed an extremely shocked expression.

"I said, this invitation was given to me by Fu Qingfeng!"

"God! Boss, Fu Qingfeng actually sent you an invitation in person?" Zhang Ziran's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.

"Isn't it just an invitation card? What a fuss!" Song Yan said angrily.

Zhang Ziran was so stimulated by Song Yan's understatement that he almost jumped up: "No, it's just... return an invitation card! Boss, I really admire you! Boss, do you know who Fu Qingfeng is? Do you know what the golden invitation card represents?" ?"

Without waiting for Song Yan to speak, Zhang naturally continued: "Fu Qingfeng is the eldest son of the Fu family and the founder of Hongye Villa, and the Fu family is a super big family similar to the Nangong family. Even the mayor and the secretary of the municipal party committee may They are not qualified to let Young Master Fu send invitations in person.

Most of the items in this auction are provided by the Fu family. I heard that there are many treasures, and countless dignitaries want to sharpen their heads to participate in this auction. However, I heard that there are only one hundred places for this auction.

In addition, the invitations were divided into three classes. In order to obtain the lowest-level red invitation, my father offered a sky-high price of 5000 million, but no one sold it, and the one level higher than the red invitation was the silver invitation.

It is said that the mayor and secretary of the municipal party committee got silver invitations.

Finally, there is this golden invitation. It is said that there are only three of them. If you want to sell this golden invitation, someone will buy it even if you ask for [-] million. Boss, do you still dare to say that this is just an invitation? "

After listening to Zhang Ziran's narration, Song Yan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns in a small invitation.

"Boss, can I ask you something?" Suddenly, Zhang Ziran hesitated.