Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Is it surprising that Jiang Zhe can relax?

His mind was filled with worries about Father Jiang, anxieties and worries about his future...

No company is willing to hire him now. Does he really want to continue to work in the entertainment industry?

Or...forget it?

Just join the band, join those pure music circles with piano and violin?

No, no!

With his little ability, he can beat a group of people by showing off in the entertainment industry, but in another circle, he can only be beaten by others.

I can't get ahead at all!

Is he destined to be suppressed by his cousins ​​in this life?

The more he thought about it, the more Jiang Zhe’s eyes flickered——

No!

He still has to go to the entertainment industry.

Even if he is not as capable as his cousins, when he comes out and becomes a well-known singer, he will still be able to surpass them.

Moreover, it’s easy to make money in the entertainment industry!

I thought that after only being on three episodes of the show, I would get millions.

Those mentors can easily earn tens of millions per term.

If he gets to that position...

Thinking about this, Jiang Zhe felt a rare sense of relief, and the corners of his lips curved upwards.

at the same time……

"Sister, you are back!"

Zhong Rong felt a little sleepy from waiting. Hearing the sound at the door, he looked up in surprise.

Seeing that Sang Qingjiu was still holding the box in his hand, he immediately ran over to catch it.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Sang Qingjiu touched the dog ears he wore on his head, smiled brightly, hooked his chin and kissed him.

Zhong Rong seemed a little dissatisfied and took the initiative to hug her slender waist, leaving two red marks on her neck.

"No rush, I just miss my sister."

We've only been apart for a few days.

He actually felt as if they had been separated for many years.

The lights in the living room were bright, but only two overlapping figures were reflected on the ground.

The housekeeper and nanny had been sent away in advance by Zhong Rong.

Now there are only two of them in the huge house.

This made Zhong Rong's courage continue to grow.

He put the fluffy tail behind his waist into Sang Qingjiu's hand, bent down and picked her up, "Sister, did you miss me?"

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at him meaningfully, "What do you think?"

Under the light, her slender white fingers grasped the dark brown dog's tail and pinched it gently.

The ambiguous and lingering look in his eyes made Zhong Rong's heart beat fast.

"Sister, am I your boyfriend?"

Jiang Zhe stared at her with burning eyes, full of expectation.

Sang Qingjiu only smiled, "Baby, if you ask this, you can't get any answers."

"Then how can I ask?"

Sang Qingjiu didn't respond, but gently opened his clothes with his fingertips.

This time, it was like turning on some switch on Zhong Rong, making him excited instantly.

Warm hands tightly grasped the slender waist.

The body rises and falls with the loud sound of the TV.

Zhong Rong's expression was very gentle.

It was completely different from his extremely ferocious movements.

After entering the door, the suitcase sat alone next to the cabinet. It turned its wheels when no one was paying attention, and was ashamed to see everything in the living room.

"Sister, am I your boyfriend?"

In the midst of the confusion, Zhong Rong pressed close to Sang Qingjiu's ear and asked.

"Sister, isn't it?"

"Why doesn't sister speak?"

"Yes, yes, baby, give your waist a rest..."

"No, it misses my sister too~"

Sang Qingjiu twisted him, which was quite exciting.

"Sister, can you call me husband?"

"Baby~ This habit of yours is not good~"

"Scream, sister, just scream..."

Zhong Rong tried his best to coax Sang Qingjiu into screaming.

But she never screamed.

Not only that, but I also wanted to compete with him for the upper hand.

Huh~

Zhong Rong won’t do it!

Do you really think that the few "study materials" he has obtained from his roommates in the past few days are for nothing?

After being away for a while, the tossing seems endless.

Sang Qingjiu was a little tired, so he scratched Zhong Rong twice and asked him to tidy up, and then fell asleep.

Zhong Rong is happy and willing to do anything.

The next day, I woke up quite late.

Both of them were basically woken up by their stomachs growling "Gululu".

I tidied up lazily and went downstairs in my pajamas.

At this time, the housekeeper and the nanny were here. The box that Sang Qingjiu brought back last night was still placed beside the cabinet without moving.

After lunch, she asked Zhong Rong to carry the box up.

There are Sang Qingjiu’s changes of clothes inside, and...

"what is this?"

Zhong Rong found a box from the box.

Sang Qingjiu pursed his lips, "Open it and you'll know."

Zhong Rong was a little surprised, but he still opened it and took a look. It contained a stack of music scores and several large volumes of thick handwriting on the music.

Turning it over, it turned out to be Balor's composition manuscript!

There are also experiences and thoughts written by Balor himself.

Balor is arguably the most awesome composer in modern music history.

Their composition department even has a course that studies Balor’s composition style and ideas.

This manuscript is extremely valuable to the music industry.

"Sister, is this a gift from you?"

Zhong Rong looked over with shining eyes, his eyes curled up in laughter.

"like or not?"

"like!"

There is no songwriter who would not like this gift!

"Too expensive."

Zhong Rong put down the manuscript and approached Sang Qingjiu with a smile, "Actually, I also prepared a gift for my sister."

"Oh?"

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "What gift? Did you write me another song?"

Zhong Rong nodded first, then shook his head slightly.

Immediately, he turned around and pulled out a box from the cabinet, which contained a pair of single pearl earrings.

Pearls have an excellent luster under the sun. They are the best peacock green black pearls and sea pearls.

The cost is high.

"When I saw this pair of earrings, I thought they would suit my sister very well."

As Zhong Rong spoke, he approached Sang Qingjiu and put the earrings on her ears gently.

The interweaving of light looks mysterious and elegant.

Sang Qingjiu smiled softly, raised his hand and touched the pearl, "Not bad, I like it too."

"I bought these earrings for you with the royalties from the song."

The copyrights for Zhong Rong's first two songs, "Wind and Rain" and "Li Shang", have returned to his own hands, and he has become rich immediately.

Later, he collaborated with Zhang Rong, and the song "On the Cloud" earned hundreds of thousands.

Overall, he can barely be considered a wealthy person now.

"I did write a song for you. How about I play it for you? It's a violin piece."

He said, getting up and going to get the violin.

He turned around and kicked the box gently but not hard, then lowered his head to help Sang Qingjiu clean up everything in the box.

Sang Qingjiu lay half-lying on the bed and looked at him, with a tired and charming look on his face.

From time to time, Zhong Rong would give orders, and Zhong Rong would obediently obey.

——What a good wife and mother~

Sang Qingjiu thought to himself - if only this guy could be as obedient as he is now after he wakes up!

Tsk~