After the agreement to live together, I was praised by the president

The staff didn't remind Zhong Wen, but only glanced up and down at Zhong Wen. Judging from his clothes, he didn't look like a rich boy at all, and didn't hold much hope that he would be able to pay the money.After all, it's 30. If it weren't for the rich family background, I wouldn't be able to afford it.

Time passed by, even though the air conditioner in the waiting room was very low, there was still a dense layer of sweat on Zhong Wen's forehead.

He thought, if he moved the 50 today, wouldn't it be finalized that what happened that night was just a deal?But who the hell just graduated to do such dirty things as betrayal?

But if he doesn't move, will he never have the chance to turn himself into a salted fish in his life?

His fingers were clenched tighter and tighter, and the intensity of the inner struggle was no less than that of World War II.

"Squeak——" the door of the waiting room was suddenly opened, and a big boy dressed in exaggerated metal punk walked in. The first sentence he saw the staff was: "Pay the money!"

After all, he smiled disdainfully at Zhong Wen.

Zhong Wen has heard such laughter countless times since he was a child. Everyone except Li Xiaoyuan laughed at his dream, thinking it was a daydream. Only Zhong Wen himself knows how important singing is to him.

The days of being underestimated, ridiculed, and fooled by others are too much. I have heard that I must live my life!

Things have happened, what is there not to face?I have lost so much, I can't even lose the chance to finally realize my dream because of this stubbornness.

"The 30, I'll pay it!" Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, walked to the front of Metal Punk in two or three steps, and returned a contemptuous smile with the advantage of being a head taller than him.

With a beep, 30 yuan evaporated in an instant, in exchange for a fluttering notice of the preliminary round.

The mobile phone that had been adjusted to vibrate because of the competition was rubbing against his thighs in his trouser pocket. Zhong Wen picked up the phone, a little incoherently excited: "Jiang Ting, I have participated in the competition, and I can go on TV now!"

"What?" Jiang Ting was a little confused, "What competition? You won't be cheated, right?"

"No, it's true, Xingqi's 'Let the World Hear Your Voice', the talent show held every summer in Taili, the very famous one!" Zhong Wen said as he quickened his pace, with high spirits.

"So you went out early in the morning for this, then I really want to congratulate you, where are you?" Jiang Ting asked.

"I just went to sea to choose something, hey, I'll treat you to dinner tonight..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Wen, who was walking in a hurry, bumped his shoulder with someone around a corner.

With a "crash", the folder in the opponent's hand was scattered all over the floor.

Zhong Wen hastily hung up the phone, and apologized repeatedly to the person who came: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

"It's okay." The other party picked up the scattered documents, and when he raised his head to meet Shang Zhongwen's eyes, he couldn't help but froze for a few seconds.

It's him?

Zhong Wen looked a little embarrassed by him: "I'm really sorry, are you okay?"

The man shook his head, looked away, patted the folds of the suit, and asked tentatively, "Are you here for the audition?"

Zhong Wen was happy when he mentioned this: "Yes, and I have advanced, and the day after tomorrow I will be able to appear on TV and participate in the preliminary round!"

He shook the notice in his hand, then carefully folded it and put it in his pocket.

This stuff is worth 30 yuan!

The corner of the man's mouth twitched calmly: "Congratulations."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on his leather shoes and walked into the hotel.

Zhong Wen heaved a sigh of relief, and walked out with a brisk pace.

The man walked straight into meeting room No. [-] with the document in his hand. He put the document on the red velvet table, bent down and whispered softly to the person who hadn't spoken.

After a while, one of the jury seats was vacant.

Chi Huai walked out of meeting room No. [-] briskly, with a pair of sword eyebrows tightly furrowed, making his eyes more sharp and stern.

"I don't think he just came to participate in the audition. Hua Ting, I want to see all his information within an hour." Chi Huai said to the assistant who followed him.

Hua Ting pushed the gold-rimmed glasses: "At that time, I was afraid that he would have an accident. I deliberately left my business card in his mobile phone, but I haven't received a call from him until now. If there is really a conspiracy, it shouldn't be until now." Appeared. Mr. Chi, could it be that we are thinking too much?"

Chi Huai stopped suddenly, and he turned his head and glanced at Hua Ting coldly: "Then have you found out what happened that day? Who gave the medicine? How did he get on my bed?"

Hua Ting looked at him in embarrassment, half a month had passed since this incident, but he still had no clue.

Chi Huai sneered: "Go and investigate!"

It is resounding and undeniable.

Hua Ting responded, and just took two steps forward, only to hear Chi Huai ask again: "Are you sure he told you to advance to the preliminary round?"

Hua Ting nodded: "He said it himself."

"Check his account." After speaking, Chi Huai strode out.

Hua Ting has followed Chi Huai for five full years, and has always followed Chi Huai's instructions, but he doesn't think that Zhong Wen, who had looked at him with him today, would have any bad intentions.

While waiting for Jiang Ting to get off work, Zhong Wenzai researched Meituan carefully, and finally found an affordable and delicious barbecue restaurant, and when Jiang Ting got off work, he dragged him there excitedly.

During his stay in Yuancheng, Jiang Ting has given him great help no matter in the hospital or in life, so he just took this opportunity to express his thanks.

"It's this one. I think the reviews are all five-star." Zhong Wen opened the store door and waited for Jiang Ting to enter with a smile. "But it seems that the boss has a temper. It doesn't matter, as long as it's delicious."

Jiang Ting nodded, agreeing with his words very much: "When I first met you, your temper was not small."

Zhong Wen grinned wryly, who could have a playful smile under such circumstances.

"Don't mention that, it will ruin your mood." Zhong Wen walked in after him, took a look and found a seat by the window and sat down.

Jiang Ting picked up the glass and refilled him with a glass of water: "Okay, I won't mention it in the future, this glass will be regarded as an apology."

"What kind of apology is drinking water? You have to drink," Zhong Wen raised his eyebrows, and waved to the boss with a smile, "Let's have a pint of beer first."

The boss who was keeping accounts at the cash register glanced at him through the reading glasses, then slowly picked up an order menu from the counter and walked over.

He is short and stocky, wearing a tan bear print bib, and his ball-like belly makes the face of Bear Big Bear II on the print extra round.

"Look for yourself, call for someone after ordering." The boss put down the menu, turned around and went back to the cash register to continue to pick the bill. The sensor at the door kept repeating the words "Welcome", but he couldn't stop talking. I don't even bother to lift it.

Sure enough, he has a temper.

Zhong Wen shrugged with a smile, pushed the menu in front of Jiang Ting, and said generously, "Order whatever you want, I'm treating you today."

"You?" Jiang Ting took the menu and glanced roughly, while drawing circles next to "Niu Wuhua" and "Niu Shangnao", and asked, "When did you make money?"

"I still have a little savings. Can you please stop spoiling the atmosphere? Treating you to a meal is really exhausting."

For the first time, Jiang Ting, who was disliked by others for talking too much, closed his mouth helplessly, and ordered the dishes seriously.

Zhong Wen pouted at him, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the camera, turned the camera and stroked the two bangs on his forehead.

Just as he was concentrating on fiddling with his hair, the image captured by the front camera was suddenly flashed by a beam of white light, and he was stunned and immediately turned his head to look out the window.

The place where the white light flashed happened to be a corner, and there was a row of trash cans half a person's height, colorful.

The beam of light just now is clearly the flash in the night shooting mode. Who would take pictures in that kind of dirty and smelly place?

Zhong Wen frowned, feeling like the beam of light was directed at him.

"Zhong Wen? Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Ting called him several times, until he stood up and pushed Zhong Wen twice before calling his soul back.

"It's okay, I read it wrong, I thought that kid from Yuancheng tricked me," Zhong Wen told a lie to prevaricate, and then greeted the boss, "The order is over."

Boss "Bear" didn't come in person this time, but just pushed a little waiter to them.

When looking at the dishes, Zhong Wen was a little careless. He watched the waiters draw big circles on the dishes they ordered with a pencil, but his vision was blurred.

"Could it be related to what happened that night?" Zhong Wen thought, clenching his fists under the table more and more.

After the waiter left, he picked up his mobile phone and aimed the front camera at the place where the white light just came out, but there were only three or two wild cats fighting for leftovers in front of the trash can.

Maybe I really thought too much, and I'm not a celebrity, who would take pictures of me for nothing.

Zhong Wen breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head, he saw a pair of Sherlock Holmes eyes.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Zhong Wen shrank back reflexively, pressing his back tightly against the sofa.

"You have something on your mind, what's the matter?" Jiang Ting asked.

"Who doesn't have anything on his mind..." Zhong Wen said, just as the waiter was serving the dishes and barbecue.

Zhong Wen quickly picked up the tongs for the barbecue, and poured all the beef cubes and diced chicken onto the baking tray.

There was oil dripping from the baking pan, and the aroma was tangy, Zhong Wen swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Drinking porridge every day in the hospital suffocated me... Hey, eat it quickly, or don't blame me for not serving you." Hello."

Seeing that he didn't intend to say it like that.Jiang Ting didn't have the habit of forcing people to talk about their thoughts, so he pretended to be brought over by his topic: "Where are you talking about drinking? Let's have a drink first, and I wish you success in the preliminary competition."

"Thank you."

Zhong Wen raised his wine glass, and there was a "bang" as the glass touched lightly, and the two began to drink to each other.

Not far away, a couple of Rolls-Royces stopped at the intersection, and there were a pair of dark eyes in the half-rolled windows.

Chi Huai has been staring at Jiang Ting sitting opposite Zhong Wen for 10 minutes.

"Did you catch it?" Chi Huai asked.

Hua Ting, who was sitting in the driver's seat, handed the phone to the back: "It was captured. He was very alert and was almost spotted."

Chi Huai squeezed his fingers to zoom in on the photo, and Jiang Ting's face appeared slightly blurred on the screen, but he was still a handsome man based on his outline.

"You send me to the venue first, and then check their relationship." Chi Huai said.