Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Wei Congbai made a special trip out to send Lin Jianqiu to Ding Shuangmu.

Ding Shuangmu has just started a new company, and he seems to go to and from get off work on time.

Wei Congbai simply took Lin Jianqiu to Ding Shuangmu's company.

Ding Shuangmu hurried downstairs to greet him, with a warm smile as usual.

"I thought about it so soon,? Welcome, welcome,? Then let's go up and discuss in detail,? Then Brother Bai——"

Ding Shuangmu looked at Wei Congbai again as he spoke.

Wei Congbai said: "I'm busy at the company these two days, so I'll send someone over on the way,? I can't take care of your business,? Just listen to Lin Jianqiu's opinion."

Ding Shuangmu nodded again and again: "Brother Bai, go and get busy, I've finished talking with Young Master Lin."

Wei Congbai warned him before leaving: "He is here to help you in a serious way, so don't be so narrow-minded,? Otherwise, be careful and I will cut you."

Ding Shuangmu raised his hands aggrievedly: "Brother Bai, don't you understand me yet? Am I that kind of person?"

Wei Congbai gave him a blank stare: "You just know what you know. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and call me if I need anything."

This last sentence was obviously addressed to Lin Jianqiu.

As soon as Wei Congbai left, Ding Shuangmu put his arms around Lin Jianqiu's shoulders, looking like he was a good brother, and led him to the elevator, while asking him about the situation.

"Master Lin,? Since when did you secretly hide with Brother Bai? We buddies haven't heard anything about it, have you kept it a secret? Isn't that a little bit meaningless?"

Lin Jianqiu patted his hand down, with a calm demeanor, not panicked at all: "No, I don't know, I'm not familiar."

Ding Shuangmu: "..." You are lying to a ghost.

Lin Jianqiu: "It's just a little favor for Mr. Wei before,? This time you introduced me, and it's also a favor for me."

Ding Shuangmu was dubious about this, so he couldn't help smiling, and said in a vague way: "I haven't seen Brother Bai pay so much attention to anyone before."

Lin Jianqiu also smiled at him, and said modestly: "No, it's just a coincidence. If you had sold everything to support Mr. Wei to tide over the difficulties at that time, he would definitely care more about you now. After all, you are good brothers for many years. How can a tiny speck of dust compare to it?"

Ding Shuangmu choked at the words.

He always felt that Lin Jianqiu was acting weird, but looking at the overly sincere smile on his face, it was hard to suspect that he had malicious intentions and intentions.

Dante Shuangmu has always been thick-skinned.

Soon he put on his smile again, and the scrutiny of looking at the goods quickly disappeared, and he looked like seeing a good brother affectionately again.

"I think it's really his loss that Second Young Master Ye doesn't want you. If he knows that you are so capable, he might be reluctant to let you go."

"However, Brother Bai is not such a fussy person anymore. From now on, we will see each other without looking up, maybe we have to take care of each other for everything..."

"It's easy to take care of." Lin Jianqiu also responded enthusiastically, "Just pay the money."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and asked, "By the way, when will Boss Ding pay the deposit?"

I don't know what politeness and restraint are.

Ding Shuangmu's face froze: "..."

Has this person lost money?

Was it because Ye Linyun was poor at the beginning or something, why is it that money is all about money now!

Think back to the time when Lin Jianqiu raised his chin to look at people's fake nobility...

Nowhere to go.

All equally annoying.

Ding Shuangmu gritted his teeth silently.

Ding Shuangmu was a little upset in his heart, but he didn't show it. Instead, he took someone to the office, pulled out the contract that had been prepared a long time ago from the drawer, and pushed it over.

"Look at the terms and conditions. If there is no problem, just sign it. I will prepare the dress and the like for you then."

Lin Jianqiu stood in front of the table, pressed the contract with his fingertips, and raised his eyebrows: "What does this mean?"

Ding Shuangmu explained: "There will be many celebrities attending the bazaar, and one of them, Mr. Ren, has been interested in buying my villa before, but he is still hesitant. He likes music the most, and he will attend any concerts that he can catch up with. Don't you Is it a musician? When the time comes to perform on stage, maybe he will be moved and make up his mind to buy my villa."

He didn't ask Lin Jianqiu to help him figure out a solution.

Instead, the "method" is directly given.The original owner studied music since he was a child, and he considers himself a musician. He still has a certain background and has experience on the stage of a party, so he won't be frightened.

Logically speaking, Ding Shuangmu's request was understandable.

Lin Jianqiu looked down at the contract, and said casually, "I thought President Ding wanted me to find out why the villa was haunted first."

Ding Shuangmu waved his hands disapprovingly: "It's going to be sold anyway, so what does that have to do with me?"

He doesn't care at all.

Maybe someone deliberately made troubles, maybe it really lingers.

But he never lived there at all, and when it was sold, the house had nothing to do with him at all.

The rest is for the new owner to consider.

It was already a fact that someone died in that house, and even if the truth was found out, the price would not be raised much at all, and it was a profit if he could sell it.

It is simply not worth the loss to spend a lot of time to find the truth.

"Besides, you are a music student and not a policeman. What clues can you find? It's better to perform your duties."

Ding Shuangmu comforted Lin Jianqiu with a smile: "And this is a good opportunity for you, you also know how famous you are outside, but those who can appear in the bazaar don't care about that little problem, if you behave Well, returning to the entertainment circle is a matter of minutes."

Lin Jianqiu double-checked the contract.

There was nothing wrong with the content above, it just clearly stated that he needed to perform on stage in order to assist Ding Shuangmu in selling the villa at the bazaar.

The contract did not stipulate what responsibility he would have to bear if he could not sell it.

All he needs to fulfill is actually the obligation to perform a show on stage.

It looks like an invitation contract for a party, with even looser requirements and higher pay.

Lin Jianqiu had no reason not to agree.

He flipped the pages quickly and read quickly. Ordinary people only had time to scan a few words, but he had already read them.

Ding Shuangmu only thought that he was impetuous, but the smile in his eyes deepened a little. The old god was on the ground and put his hands on the table, and asked again: "What do you think?"

Lin Jianqiu drew a pen, hung it on the paper, and stretched out his hand before signing.

"When will the deposit be paid?" he asked.

"I'll call you now." Ding Shuangmu called his assistant and asked for an account with Lin Jianqiu, "I'll call you after you finish the performance."

The latter contract clearly states——

Ding Shuangmu will settle all the payments within half an hour after the performance.

The specific amount is reserved for Lin Jianqiu to write for himself.

Lin Jianqiu began to draw "1" behind the number "0" stroke by stroke.

Ding Shuangmu was calm at first.

As Wei Congbai said, he is so poor now that he has only money left.

Whether there is any money for the "good brother" is another matter, but it is very straightforward for Lin Jianqiu to spend money to pay "remuneration".

But Lin Jianqiu seems to be addicted to painting "0".

The corners of Ding Shuangmu's eyes twitched. Seeing that the person on the opposite side had no sense, and he couldn't stop writing, his hands also shook.

When he reacted, he reached out to stop him.

"Hey, it's almost enough, aren't you tired after writing for so long?"

Lin Jianqiu replied with a smile: "Thank you Mr. Ding for your concern, I'm not tired."

How can such a simple matter of making money be tiring?

Ding Shuangmu: "..." He was tired.

Tired.

Taking advantage of Lin Jianqiu's raising his head, Ding Shuangmu took the contract back with a swipe, and looked down furtively again.

It almost reached 1000 million.

Ding Shuangmu: "..."

This person is too shameless! ! !

He was terrified when he saw it, and thought that this person really wanted money and was shameless—1000 million is enough to invite the world's top musicians.

More than one.

Looking at Lin Jianqiu again, his face was full of disappointment. If Ding Shuangmu didn't stop him, he would definitely continue writing.

Then it's not a question of tens of millions, it's about making him bankrupt and in debt.

Didn't this guy really be tricked by the undercover sent by the other side on purpose!

Ding Shuangmu couldn't help but fell into doubts about life.

But fortunately, Lin Jianqiu didn't bother to continue writing.

Ding Shuangmu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly called his assistant to back up the contract first, and then take three copies to sign together.

When the backup was completed and the contract was handed over to Lin Jianqiu for signature, Ding Shuangmu deliberately blocked the column of the amount, for fear that the other party would continue to add "0" while he was unprepared.

Not to mention, now he suddenly felt that Lin Jianqiu might really be able to do such a thing.

Ding Shuangmu stared at Lin Jianqiu as he signed his name.

The corners of Lin Jianqiu's mouth twitched slightly.

Ding Shuangmu withdrew the contract with slightly trembling hands. When he raised his head and accidentally bumped into the smile on Lin Jianqiu's lips, he couldn't help but pause.

He felt he was being fooled.

Ding Shuangmu's face suddenly darkened.

But he didn't say anything, and soon smiled again.

"One tenth of the deposit has been transferred to you. I will trouble you the night after tomorrow."

After the contract was signed, Lin Jianqiu's mobile phone also popped up an account reminder. Mr. Ding was indeed generous, and 10 yuan was credited in the blink of an eye.

Lin Jianqiu was in a good mood, so he asked one more question: "Mr. Ding, can I go to your villa first?"

Ding Shuangmu nodded: "Yes, yes, but what are you going to do?"

Lin Jianqiu babbled nonsense: "I'm afraid I'll be nervous, and I want to familiarize myself with the environment in advance."

Ding Shuangmu agreed.

On the way back, Lin Jianqiu received a condolence call from Wei Congbai.

Wei Congbai knew that his friend was a little out of tune, and worried that Lin Jianqiu would be tricked, and he didn't dare to speak out, so he called to ask about the situation right after the meeting.

He hasn't paid that much attention to Lin Jianqiu, but after all, he was the one who introduced him, so he feels that he has an obligation to ensure that he doesn't suffer.

Lin Jianqiu didn't tell him the details, and Wei Congbai felt that he had his own set of codes of conduct, so he didn't ask too much about the specific method of selling the house.

Wei Congbai just asked him insincerely, "What do you think of Ding Shuangmu?"

Lin Jianqiu thought for a moment, and concluded: "People are stupid, but they have a lot of money."

But not as cute as Wei Congbai.

It's not as simple as Wei Congbai, and his appearance is the same.

If it is not very necessary, it is the kind of person he does not want to contact.

Wei Congbai didn't realize that he had become a comparison unit, guessing that Lin Jianqiu's words meant that he didn't suffer, so he was relieved.

"...In short, he didn't cheat you, did he?"

"not yet."

"What is 'temporary'?"

Wei Congbai was a little puzzled, but did not get a response.

He heard the sound of collision coming from the other side of the phone, and after a short busy tone, the phone was hung up.

Street corner.

"..."

Lin Jianqiu looked at the mobile phone that was knocked flying and fell to the ground, his expression gradually became numb with a bit of sluggishness.

There is also a bit of heartache mixed with the sluggishness.

The phone screen was pitch black, and there were two more obvious cracks.

I don't know if it can be used anymore.

The instigator hurriedly leaned over and picked up the phone and handed it over, apologizing repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, I was too busy sending messages and didn't look at the road. You can see if there is anything important. If there is a problem, I can compensate—"

Before the words were settled, one raised his head and the other lowered his head, and they were stunned at the same time when they met their gazes.

They saw each other's faces clearly.

The face of the person opposite changed: "Are you Lin Jianqiu?"

Lin Jianqiu's expression gradually changed from numb to clear, and he also recognized the person opposite——

Qi Yueze.

Ye Linyun's Bai Yueguang, the real hero in the original plot.

It was also the main reason why the original owner was kicked out of the house by Ye Linyun.

It's such a small world.