Chapter 6: Good people should be pointed at with guns?

Xia Anruo: "Are you threatening me?"

Chu Ze: "No, I'm begging you."

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Where are you from, Taijun? Your way of asking for help is so special.

Xia Anruo: "It's useless even if it's a threat. You can't produce any evidence."

Chu Ze: "Who said no?"

As he spoke, Chu Ze sent over the screenshot of Xia Anruo transferring three thousand yuan to him.

"What kind of evidence is this?"

“‘A famous singer stayed with a strange man for one night and later transferred 3,000 yuan to him.’”

"???"

Clearly every word in this sentence is stating a very normal fact, so why does the meaning change when they are put together?

You understand journalism.

After a few minutes of silence, Xia Anruo compromised.

"How many do you want?"

"Just give me a hundred or eighty."

"What do you think of it as food? Five. If there are any more, I'll mail them to you in a few days."

Chu Ze was overjoyed when he saw this and quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Aligato." (red exclamation mark)
[Anruo has enabled friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. You can chat only after the other party passes the verification. ]

Chu Ze: "..."

So heartless?

……

On the highway.

Sitting in the back seat, Xia Anruo easily deleted Chu Ze's blocked messages, then threw her phone on the car seat and rubbed her brows.

The worst decision she made today was that she did not delete the message after transferring the money to him. She was actually tricked by a college student who had not yet graduated.

"Sister Anruo, are you okay?" A timid voice came from the driver's seat. It was Xu Min, Xia Anruo's assistant who had been hired not long ago. She was a young girl who looked like she had just graduated.

As we all know, big stars have to be accompanied by a young assistant who has just graduated.

This is the standard for entertainment articles.

"fine."

Just think of it as being bitten by a dog, Xia Anruo comforted herself.

"But you don't look too well. Did you not sleep well last night?" The little girl glanced at Xia Anruo's pale face in the rearview mirror and said carefully, "By the way, where did you go last night, Sister Anruo? I couldn't contact you."

"Go out and relax."

"Has it been a night?"

"Can't you?"

"No, no, the main reason is that Sister Liao couldn't contact you last night, so she called me to ask Sister An Ruo where you were..." Xu Min explained hurriedly.

"You won't tell Sister Liao, will you?" Xia Anruo frowned.

This Sister Liao is Xia Anruo's agent, Liao Qing. If she knew that I went out without permission last night, I would definitely be scolded.

Although it's not a big deal, it's always a headache to be nagged.

"No, Sister An Ruo, you were not feeling well last night and went to bed early. The reason I couldn't contact you might be because your phone was out of battery and turned off." Xu Min quickly said that he did not betray her.

Xia Anruo was very satisfied with the assistant's wit: "Well done, I'll give you a raise when I get back."

"Really? Thank you Sister An Ruo!" Xu Min's face lit up with joy.

Happiness came so suddenly that my foot pressing on the accelerator became stronger.

……

Chu Ze scratched his head as he looked at the red exclamation mark next to the chat box.

The dream of becoming a rich woman with a V that had just come true was shattered in an instant.

The trial card expires a bit quickly.

For a few tickets, I offended a big star and a rich woman.

Does this mean that I am picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons?

Forget it. I've already offended him this morning. Now I'm just offending him more thoroughly.

After getting five tickets, Chu Ze looked at Cheng Ran, a fanatical fan of An Ruo: "Um... do you still have money?"

"A little bit, what's wrong?" Cheng Ran suddenly realized something and quickly changed his words, "You don't want me to treat you? I don't have the money."

"..."

You don't even blink an eye when spending money on an actress who has nothing to do with you, but you don't have the money to treat your friends to a meal, right?

You boy!
"I have a few tickets for the backstage area of ​​An Ruo's concert. Do you want them?" Chu Ze didn't waste time talking to him. ???

Cheng Ran was stunned: "Where did you get the ticket?"

"Aren't you talking about someone with connections? That's me." Chu Ze pointed at himself.

Why don’t you try to curry favor with me?

"what?"

"Ha, you head, just tell me whether you want it or not?"

"want."

"Okay, the scalper is selling the inner-field tickets for ten thousand, right? I'll give you a discount and sell them to you for eight thousand, how about that?" Chu Ze touched his chin and thought for a while, then raised his hand and made an eight, the eight of eight.

You're quite a nice person.

Whoever buys it is a bastard.

"Why don't you go and rob it?" Cheng Ran was stunned.

"Robbery is against the law."

So it's not illegal to kill me, right?
Good guys should be pointed at with guns?

"Brother, I have no money." Cheng Ran cried poor.

Eight thousand yuan was not something a student like him could easily spend, not to mention that he had just spent two thousand yuan to buy tickets for the outside field.

Chu Ze waved his hand and rejected his claim of relationship: "Calling you brother is useless. If you call me dad, I might consider selling you at the original price."

"Dad." Cheng Ran called without any hesitation.

"..."

You are quite flexible. Is your bottom line for recognizing your father so flexible?

Chu Ze hadn't expected this guy to be so decisive. He was stunned for a moment: "So straightforward?"

"If you hesitate for even a second, I'd be unworthy of my status as An Ruo's ten-year old fan." Cheng Ran didn't care.

I just don't know if his biological father cares.

The whole house was full of filial piety.

"Okay, I'll give it to you after the ticket is mailed in two days." Chu Ze rubbed his head helplessly.

This guy is cheap.

"Hey, you're not kidding me, are you?" Cheng Ran was still a little skeptical.

"Don't worry, we'll deal in good faith." Chu Ze showed his big white teeth and smiled.

His face is full of the air of a profiteer.

……

Xinghua Entertainment Company.

in the office.

Xia Anruo was sitting on the sofa, and opposite her sat a woman with short hair and a capable temperament. She was Xia Anruo's agent, Liao Qing.

Xu Min made tea for the two of them and quietly retreated behind Xia Anruo. Liao Qing picked up the teacup and took two sips. He looked at Xia Anruo for a while and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's just a minor cold. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep." Xia Anruo knew that Liao Qing was asking about what happened last night.

"The cold heals easily, but how's your mood?"

"What do you mean?"

"Every time you're in a bad mood, you like to go back to Jiangcheng. Do you really think I don't know?" Liao Qing put down the cup and shook his head. "It's not nice to have the annual award snatched away by someone else. Do you want to go back and relax?"

Xia Anruo was silent for a moment: "I can't hide anything from you."

Just a few days ago, Xia Anruo missed out on a music award again, and the winner was finally another colleague from her company, Song Ziqi.

Xia Anruo wasn't so petty as to be jealous of others because of this, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed because she didn't get the grand prize that was so close to her.

Logically speaking, for a popular singer like Xia Anruo, missing out on a big award is a pity, but it's not something to take too seriously, as there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

It’s just that Xia Anruo’s situation is a bit special. She has been in the industry for three or four years, but apart from the initial hit with one album and winning the Best Newcomer Award, she has not won any major awards since then.

Singers with similar popularity to her have basically won several music awards, and some singers who are far less popular than her have even won more awards than her.

This is very embarrassing.

Because of this, more and more people are questioning whether Xia Anruode is worthy of the position.

"Why is he so popular even though he doesn't have any awards?"

"vase."

"It's only because of your face that you're red."

"..."

At the beginning, Xia Anruo was able to suppress these doubts with her solid singing skills, but as time went on, these suppressed voices finally broke out after she lost the music award again this time.

This is also the reason why Xia Anruo has been in a bad mood these two days.

(End of this chapter)