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Chapter 524

Words:3607Update:22/07/09 07:15:11

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He dialed Huang Yuteng's number. After waiting for a moment, the phone was connected. "Qin Ze … looking, looking for me … what's the matter?"

Huang Yuteng's voice was accompanied by strong panting.

"What are you doing?" Qin Ze frowned.

"I … am doing … exercising." Huang Yuteng's tone was panting.

Qin Ze glanced at his sister. "If you're doing exercise, stop for a moment. I have something to tell you. If you're doing exercise, then I'm sorry to disturb you. "

Huang Yuteng said angrily, "Why would I do exercise in the middle of the night? Wait a moment, I'll call you back later."

He hung up.

Qin Ze glanced at his sister, embarrassed.

His sister turned her face to the side, and her crystal earlobes seemed to be red.

Qin Ze lowered the car window and bit a cigarette. Just as he was about to light it, he turned his head and asked his sister, "Can I smoke a cigarette?"

Qin Bao Bao said softly.

The air conditioner was blowing in the car, and the hot wind outside the window blew in. It felt like ice and fire.

Qin Ze lit the cigarette and puffed.

Qin Bao Bao also lowered the car window. She didn't like the smell of cigarettes very much, but she wasn't like other women who frowned and waved their hands as soon as they smelled cigarettes, showing extreme disgust.

But if Qin Ze finished smoking, she wouldn't kiss Qin Ze. So every time she went home, she would smell his mouth to see if there was any smell of cigarettes.

Although they didn't practice kissing much, what if they had a whim?

He thought that it would only take a few minutes, but in the end, fifteen minutes had passed.

A little bored, Qin Ze turned his head and admired his sister's graceful side curve.

She was dressed more casually today. She was wearing a black close-fitting T-shirt that clung to her small waist. It was so thin that he felt like he could wrap his hands around it. There was no belly, and it was tight. Qin Ze had experienced it before.

It was a pleated short skirt, light blue in color, which was Qin Ze's favorite. She wasn't wearing any stockings. Her legs were fair, straight, and slender.

He wore a pair of white running shoes.

A few minutes later, Qin Bao Bao glared at him. "What are you looking at?"

Huang Yuteng's phone call made her feel weird. Why was her brother staring at her after the phone call? What was he trying to do?

Qin Ze looked around. "I'm looking at the scenery."

He was suddenly startled when he saw that someone was secretly taking pictures of them in the darkness outside the car window.

At a distance of thirty to forty meters, using the green belt and darkness as cover, ordinary people couldn't see it, but Qin Ze could.

As his practice of [Times are Calling] deepened, Qin Ze's various senses and skills became more and more perfect.

In the future, he would be able to f * ck a bird in the sky, a turtle in the sea, or even a hole in the ground.

Realization dawned on him. It should be the paparazzi or something. He and his sister were big shots, and many paparazzi dreamed of digging up their secrets. Whether it was exposing them or demanding a huge sum of hush money.

In recent days, Xu Jiao's sky-high compensation for jumping ship to Tianfang Entertainment and Royal Entertainment had become a hot search and headline.

Who knew how many pairs of eyes were watching and how many people were looking forward to the aftermath of this incident.

It was normal for him and his sister to be targeted by the paparazzi. They were probably followed when they left the house. Then, this welcome banquet couldn't be hidden. Entertainment news would probably report tomorrow: Tianfang Entertainment's top management invited Xu Jiao to a banquet!

It didn't matter, and there was no need to hide it. Xu Jiao jumping ship to Tianfang Entertainment was already an established fact.

Paparazzi were very annoying. No celebrities would like them, but they were like annoying little demons that couldn't be shaken off.

The best way was to treat them like air and try not to do anything private in public, such as kissing his sister.

Qin Ze pretended not to see the paparazzi taking pictures.

He waited for another five minutes.

He finished his second cigarette.

He waited for another ten minutes.

He finished his third cigarette.

After waiting for a total of more than half an hour, Qin Ze got impatient and dialed Huang Yuteng's number again.

What's going on? Huang Yuteng also has a low-level system?

F * ck, it's almost going to last longer than me.

At a certain high-end residence.

Huang Yuteng was lying on a spacious double bed. In the luxuriously decorated bedroom, the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was only a table lamp emitting an orange halo at the head of the bed.

A woman with wavy curls was lying on the bed, revealing her snow-white, round, and fragrant shoulders. She blinked her languid eyes. "Yuteng, why aren't you returning my call?"

When Qin Ze called just now, they were already almost done.

In the end, Huang Yuteng leaned against the headboard and stared at his phone for a long time without returning her call.

Huang Yuteng glanced at the time and shook his head. "Let's wait a little longer."

He had a girlfriend, and it was the woman on the bed, a young model born in the 90s … That was not right. Young models born in the 90s were already approaching their thirties. Only young models born in the 90s could be considered young models.

"Qin Ze called you. Maybe it's about a song?" His girlfriend urged. "Hurry up and return his call. Don't you always want him to write songs for you?"

Huang Yuteng was silent.

This was a matter of a man's dignity. He could not compromise.

He waited for another ten minutes.

"I still want to love even in death. I won't be happy if I don't thoroughly and vividly …" A loud voice sounded.

Caller: Qin Ze.

Huang Yuteng took a deep breath and picked up the phone. He was panting. "What now? Didn't I say I'll call you back?"

There was a long silence. "F * ck, my waist is not convinced."

Huang Yuteng panted. "Hehe, I'm gifted. There's nothing to be surprised about."

His girlfriend: "…"

I'm not convinced either.

"Then you continue. We'll talk another day."

"Don't. Since you called, I'll stop for a while."

"Stop for a while … Is that okay?"

"Hey, it's not a critical moment. It's okay to stop for a while. I'm still early."

“.....”

Qin Ze screamed in his mind: Hey, low-life system, what's going on? You're selling fake kidneys, aren't you?

The system ignored him.

Huang Yuteng was full of arrogance. "What's the matter? Did you agree to my request for a song?"

Qin Ze said, "Asking for a song is a small matter. Let me ask you, is your contract about to expire?"

Huang Yuteng said, "En, it'll expire next month."

Qin Ze: "You don't plan to renew your contract and jump ship to Royal Entertainment?"

Huang Yuteng was shocked. "How did you know? Don't spread this."

Qin Ze said, "Xu Jiao told me. So what if it spreads? It's not jumping ship. You and the company both know this, don't you?"

Huang Yuteng said, "My company is not big. If I stay here, my prospects are definitely not as good as Royal Entertainment. There was a company in the capital that wanted me, but it's too far away. I don't want to fly between two places and settle in the capital. There's nothing to stay in that shabby place. And the music director of Royal Entertainment is my classmate. He has been persuading me for a long time, so I plan to go there. "

Qin Ze said, "En."

Huang Yuteng continued, "Originally, I wanted to ask you for a song in the future and shamelessly ask for a few more songs. But you and Royal Entertainment have a feud. I'm afraid there's no chance now."

He said in a tentative tone.

Qin Ze snorted. "Definitely no chance. I won't give you a single song."

Huang Yuteng said dryly, "… Don't be like this. After all, we're friends."

If he listened carefully, he could actually guess Qin Ze's intentions. But when a man vented, not only was his body drained, his mental acuity would also decrease.

Qin Ze said, "It's actually very simple to ask me for a song. As long as you promise me one thing, not only will I give you a song, I can do it every year, just like Xu Jiao."

This time, Huang Yuteng understood. He was not surprised, not excited, nor did he refuse.

A moment later. "You want to poach me?"

Qin Ze corrected him. "I'm not poaching you. I'm waiting for your contract to end."

"But I feel that other than songs, Tianfang is inferior to Royal Entertainment in all aspects," Huang Yuteng said cautiously.

"That was in the past." Qin Ze said disdainfully, "Tianfang's current scale is indeed not as big as Royal Entertainment. They also don't have as many artists under them. But an entertainment company's prospects are not based on its scale, but on its potential. Look at the movie Tianfang made this year, If I Become Memories. The domestic box office was 2.8 billion and the overseas box office was 800 million. As for Journey to the West, the two movies combined have already exceeded 10 billion. Not to mention the album. If you don't count Xu Jiao, my sister has broken the record again. This is potential, brother. Tianfang is flourishing now. It's inevitable that it will surpass Royal Entertainment. You entering Tianfang now and in the future are two completely different concepts. What can Royal Entertainment give you? They can only help you take on more commercials, commercial performances, and give you more work to earn money. Tianfang can give you the same. I'm not afraid to tell you that we don't have much work. Instead, we have too few artists, so there's no need to fight for resources for now.

"Moreover, in terms of career, singers still rely on their works. You know what it means if I write songs for you. Just look at Xu Jiao's choice. Believe it or not, in at most three years, her position in the music industry will be on par with yours, or even surpass yours. And you, don't you want your celebrity to live longer and have a better reputation? It's the age of little fresh meats now. How many more years can you stay popular? Believe it or not, once the number of outstanding works decreases, your reputation will plummet. "

"Finally, funds. You'll never know how much money I have. Let's not talk about Tianfang. Guess how much I earn every month from Baoze Investment? Have you forgotten my title last year that was more famous than the Fast Shooter? God of stocks, a god of stocks even more awesome than Sheng Beach's little god of stocks. There's also my anti-virus software. It's not as profitable as Baoze and Tianfang for now, but it's not a problem to earn tens of millions every month. "

Huang Yuteng pushed away his girlfriend who had leaned over to listen to the phone call. He pulled open the curtains in his pajamas. "How many songs will you write for me every year?"

"You're more famous than Xu Jiao, and we're friends. At least two songs a year, at most four. Singers usually release two albums a year. Four songs is enough to make up a single album. If you take them apart, two songs from each album are mine. You've tasted the sweetness of 'Love Even When You Die', right? "

Huang Yuteng said, "Okay, I'll go to your company tomorrow."

Qin Ze smiled. "Wise, we'll see you tomorrow. I'll ask you one last time … Are you really that f * cking long? "

Huang Yuteng laughed out loud. "This is considered long? Sit down, sit down. It's basic. "

He faced the window and didn't see his girlfriend curling her lips in disdain behind him.

Qin Ze: "F * ck."

He didn't believe that Huang Yuteng was so powerful. He must have taken a little blue pill.

He hung up the phone.

Qin Bao Bao asked timidly, "Hey, do all men … take this long?"

Although she rarely came into contact with filthy things on the Internet and had never watched any Japanese educational films, it didn't mean that her sister was a primary school student. She knew everything she needed to know in that aspect. She just lacked practice.

Think about it, if she had to be stabbed for half an hour to an hour, would she be able to take it?

Under the dim light on the car roof, her sister's delicate face was dyed with a layer of orange, like a piece of flawless yellow jade with a faint blush.

Qin Ze snorted. "Don't be surprised. Men should be this long."

"Men should be this long." "And men should be this long."

Actually, they had different meanings.

Qin Bao Bao was stunned.

"You must be lying." She expressed her disbelief.

Qin Ze thought to himself, 'So what if I'm lying? Can we still talk about it?'

"Do you want to continue poaching people?" Qin Bao Bao changed the topic and talked about that with her brother. No matter what, she was excited and embarrassed … She crossed out the excited part.

"Mm." Qin Ze nodded.

"Why?" Qin Bao Bao asked the question in her heart.

Forcing the system to force me.

Qin Ze sighed. "I can't stay in Tian Fang forever, and I can't really become a star. So let's develop Tian Fang as soon as possible. It'll save me and you a lot of trouble. I haven't spent so much effort on Baoze and Amethyst. But Tian Fang is my gift to my sister. No matter how tiring or troublesome it is, I will make it a top entertainment company. My sister should have the best. "

Sit down, sit down. Coaxing his sister was routine.

Coaxing his sister was too easy.

Every time he coaxed her, his sister would be happy for a while. This time, the effect seemed to be even better.

Qin Bao Bao smiled sweetly. In that instant, she was like the incomparably enchanting Daji, but also like the bright and adorable Xiao Moxian.

She leaned over and wrapped her arms around Qin Ze's neck. "Hey, do you want to eat the rouge on my lips?"

"Yes … F * ck."

Qin Ze felt a chill run down his spine. His scalp went numb. He suddenly remembered that there were paparazzi outside.

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