"How is that possible? Aren't the top few members of Guild W all from abroad?"
Yao Heng: "You can also get to know Wen Qiao from abroad."
Su Ying waved her hands: "This is impossible. How could Wen Qiao be so capable? How could she possibly know such a master?"
Yao Heng clenched his fists. His guess was very likely to be true. At Su Ying's brother's wedding, there must have been an expert who gave Wen Qiao advice.
Yao Heng felt a little depressed. He also wanted to meet a master like that, but he didn't know how Wen Qiao got to know him.
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Wen Qiao sent a message to sy [Thanks for your help]
The other party was very cool and just replied "You're welcome" and then went offline.
Wen Qiao felt that Fang Duo's self-confidence was a little unusual, so he contacted SY to provide her technical support and monitor Fang Duo's every move in the ticket sales background data.
Obviously, she guessed right. Fortunately, she hired sy, otherwise, if she were to hold someone accountable later, a shameless young lady like Fang Duo would never admit it.
When Wen Qiao saw her selfish motives, she realized that the news was about to break out, and everyone wanted to interview her.
Because her identity as 'Chi Mo' was exposed, the outside world became more curious about her.
Wen Qiao ignored him and took a taxi to Fu Nanli's apartment.
Young Master Fu was still busy with company affairs at Zhonghuan Group. When he came out of the conference room, he vaguely heard several young female employees whispering about something.
[Shang Fan posted on Weibo, saying that many media outlets wanted to invite Mu Yue to an interview through him.]
[I feel like Shang Fan and Mu Yue are a perfect match]
As soon as the female employee finished speaking, she felt the cold eyes of the prince glancing at them.
Fu Nanli's forehead was throbbing with veins. He took out his phone and went into his office. He downloaded the Weibo app because he wanted to read Wen Qiao's news. He searched for Shang Fan's page and saw that he had posted a Weibo.
Shang Fan: Dear media people, please stop looking for me. Teacher Mu Yue is a low-key person. She doesn't want to occupy public resources and doesn't accept interviews. In addition, regarding Teacher Mu Yue's concert at Turandot Concert Hall, I currently don't have a ticket, so you don't need to ask me for tickets.
Clicking on the comments, fans are all helping him @温乔, it seems that his fans really want them to be together.
Fu Nanli had been in a meeting for the whole afternoon and had a severe headache. Wen Qiao sent him a message and a picture, saying that she was preparing dinner in his apartment and asked him to go back to eat.
My depressed mood was slightly relieved.
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The journey was smooth, the parasol trees were lush and green again, and it was late spring. When Fu Nanli opened the door, she was watering the flowers and plants on the terrace.
The light at dusk was soft, and the butterfly blue and canna were coated with a light and gentle glow. Fu Nanli walked over gently.
Wen Qiao heard footsteps and turned around to see the man leaning against the door frame, looking at her leisurely.
She put down the watering can, walked over, and was embraced by the man.
"All our tickets were sold out within a minute." Only when she talked about this with Fu Nanli did she show the expression of a child seeking praise.
Fu Nanli ruffled her hair and said, "Great, the performance is on the 26th, right?"
"Um."
"I'll go see your performance then."
Wen Qiao's heart sank: "Oh..."
Fu Nanli grabbed her slender waist and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I didn't leave you a ticket."
Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "What do you mean?"
"That small concert hall can only hold a thousand people, and we put up a thousand tickets for sale, so we forgot to keep some for giving away."
The hand on his waist tightened, and Wen Qiao was forced to stick to his chest, facing someone's anger.
"You didn't leave any for me?"
Please give me monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!!
(End of this chapter)