The daughter is reborn: the abstinent boss pampers her and becomes addicted to her

"It is said that Xu Jiaxin ordered 5 male models to come to her home last night. When the police officer asked someone to open the door... my friend took a video. The scene was really shocking. Do you want to see it?"

An Yu quickly hugged his arms and legs, "No, I'm afraid I'll get stye."

She was just waiting for Xu Qingshan to sell his land so that she wouldn't bother with Xu Jiaxin anymore.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaxin still couldn't escape the fate of spending a few days in jail.

An Yu put down his schoolbag and tidied the desk. "By the way, I asked for a few tickets for the YB band for you. I asked them to send the tickets to you by express delivery in the city at noon. The tickets will be given to you after lunch."

"Ohhh...Ah? What did you say?!"

The three people who were busy with their own things suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Liao Chuxin was a little confused. He thought he was hallucinating.

Lin Shengsheng: "Is this true or not? Did you get the ticket?"

"That's it."

Fan Zhizhi said that she had a bunch of tickets for relatives and friends in her hand and had not decided who to invite. Fortunately, An Yu told her in advance, otherwise she would have given them away long ago.

Liao Chuxin didn't quite believe it. "An Yu, you don't have to comfort me. Just because I couldn't get a ticket this time doesn't mean I won't be able to get one next time. One day I will go to the scene in person to cheer for my Zhizhi!"

An Yu took a sip of water and tightened the lid of the cup, his expression unchanged, "It's okay, Jingcheng, you can go to see your goddess in person this time."

The phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, and An Yu took it out and took a look.

It was the same-city logistics information shared with her by Fan Zhizhi.

The ticket is on the way and is expected to arrive at 12:25 pm.

Liao Chuxin wanted to say something, but Ye Feng cleared his throat and asked An Yu: "Boss, how much did the ticket cost? I'll transfer the money to you."

Ye Feng thought An Yu bought the ticket from a scalper.

He had been sold fake tickets by scalpers before, so he no longer has a good impression of scalpers as a group. Now he thinks scalpers are scammers.

However, if it was the scalper found by An Yu, Ye Feng had an inexplicable trust in her and felt that anyone found by An Yu was reliable.

"No, I didn't spend any money. The ticket was given to me by someone else."

She originally wanted to transfer some money to Fan Zhizhi as a token of her appreciation, but Fan Zhizhi was not happy about it, saying that if An Yu was so fair in his calculations, she would return all the money An Yu had given her before without leaving a single cent.

The students who were standing nearby cast envious glances at them.

Liao Chuxin and his friends just casually mentioned the YB band yesterday, and today An Yu got the tickets for them.

They couldn't help but wonder if An Yu would have helped them get the tickets if they had come over and mentioned it yesterday.

Money is not the problem; the problem is that they can't get tickets.

"An Yu, is your ticket source reliable? Can you buy one for me too?"

After the first person spoke up, others who wanted tickets started asking An Yu if they could still buy a ticket.

The later a person speaks, the more embarrassed he or she feels, and he or she only regrets that he or she did not speak earlier.

After all, there are so many people who want to buy tickets, and you can imagine that it is impossible to get so many.

An Yu thought so too.

She roughly knew that the YB band was quite popular, but she didn't know that almost all the students in Class 13 were their fans.

Even Huang Linhai and the others secretly turned around and pricked up their ears to pay attention to the movements behind them.

An Yu told them: "It's too late this time, there's nothing we can do. I can ask for you at the next concert, but I'm just asking, I'm not sure whether there will be one or not."

After hearing what she said, they had no choice; it was something that couldn't be forced.

noon.

When An Yu received the express delivery, it was a square rectangular box.

An Yu thought Fan Zhizhi had stuffed some skin care products in there again, so when he opened the outer packaging, he saw a stack of bills inside.

A message from Fan Zhizhi popped up on the phone.

An Yu handed the ticket to Lin Shengsheng, who immediately saw the words "Inner Field VIP Area" written on the ticket.

I also made a thick bundle.

If An Yu has no other arrangements, it wouldn't be too much to give this VIP seat to Liao Chuxin.

While Lin Shengsheng was secretly admiring An Yu's generosity, she casually flipped through the tickets and discovered that all the tickets she had were for the VIP section!

She almost screamed! She immediately covered her mouth and looked at An Yu in shock.

YB Band is the most popular girl band in Xiaguo this year. Everyone knows that their tickets are notoriously hard to get.

Not only did An Yu get such a big bunch, but every one of them is a VIP in the backstage!

Others have been trying to get tickets all night long but still can’t, but now she has a bunch of them in her hands. Who knows this feeling!

An Yu glanced at Lin Shengsheng, probably a little shocked, and read the message sent by Fan Zhizhi three times.

[Xiao Yu Mao, I heard that you are coming to our concert, and the sisters in the group have contributed tickets for relatives and friends. ]

[I have asked, there are 30 people in your class, we invite you all to come to our concert. ]

[How about Xiao Yu Mao, is this enough? 】

She also posted an emoticon package that was frantically asking for praise, and an emoticon package of a cartoon image of a YB band member raising his fist proudly with the text "Go, go, go".

[Knowing that you are coming, my sisters and I are very excited! So nervous! 】

An Yu was very calm.

[There will be a black fan in our class later. Tonight you will see people on the Internet saying that the reason why YB band is so popular is that the fans are bought by the members themselves.]

Fan Zhizhi didn't care at all, "You already said I'm a hater, so I don't need to pay attention to what haters say."

Lin Shengsheng had been hooking her arm around An Yu's, and she wasn't intentionally trying to peek at An Yu's messages. She just glanced over and saw that the avatar in the chat window looked very familiar. Wasn't this Fan Zhizhi when she was a short video celebrity?

"An Yu, is your friend also a fan of Fan Zhizhi?"

When Lin Shengsheng got closer and accidentally saw the chat history above, she instantly lost her composure.

There are tickets in front and people behind.

"Is this...Fan Zhizhi herself?"

God knows how hard she had to try to suppress her voice and not scream!

Lin Shengsheng danced and gesticulated, attracting the attention of students passing by.

An Yu nodded, "They invited our entire class to her concert, and we'll divide the tickets up when we get back to class."

When queuing for tickets, the atmosphere in Class 13 was very funny.

"What the hell? What the hell? Hahaha -- I actually have a ticket too?"

"Others can't get tickets even if they rely on luck or hand speed, but everyone in our class has a VIP ticket. This is a unique arrangement for Class 13. Who knows!"

“Does it feel like you’ve booked the place?”

"Yes, yes, yes. When the time comes, our entire class will go there together. Wow, this will definitely be the highlight when we reminisce about our youth!"

"What? Is there anyone who isn't a YB fan? We all have to go. We have to maintain the lineup of Class 13!"

"Go, go, go, I'll go even if you kill me!"