NOVEL NEXT Chapter 53 Xiaotangshan Club
The most expensive place in Haicheng, the Xiaotangshan Club, was built by the Fu family. With family backgrounds like the Wen family and Zhao Tong, there is no barrier to entry, and it is a leisure and entertainment place that only the top rich can enter.
One word, trench.
Wen Qiao: "What are you going to do?"
"Introducing you to some of my friends."
Wen Qiao thought of the tattooed man he saw in the hospital before, thinking that he might be able to find some clues in the club, so he agreed.
As soon as Wen Qiao came back, Xu Lu couldn't wait to come to her to sign the contract to sever all ties with the Wen family early the next morning.
Wen Jianmin didn't even want to see them, so he asked her to do it for him.
She is more than happy.
Looking at Wen Qiao's petty bourgeois attitude and her expression of being happy after taking two million, she was able to invisibly develop a sense of superiority.
Two million, just a few limited-edition bags from her mother. Wen Qiao got used to living a poor life, and her vision narrowed accordingly, which is really ridiculous.
Wen Qiao picked up the contract and signed it with his own name.
She really doesn't care about the two million, it's purely for embarrassing Wen Jianmin.
Xu Lu looked at her signature, and said earnestly, "Wen Qiao, why do you have to make your relationship with Uncle Wen so stiff for two million? Uncle Wen is so angry that he wants to sever ties with you."
Wen Qiao finished signing, threw away the pen in her hand, and glanced at her: "I broke off the relationship eleven years ago. If he gave the money readily, the relationship wouldn't be so stiff. Since you are so considerate, go back and persuade her." Him, let him treat his ex-wife and children well, so that he won't get angry all the time, huh?"
Xu Lu bit her lips: "You are becoming more and more eloquent now, I can't say no to you, but I have always been for your best."
Wen Qiao threw the contract into her arms: "Okay, take the contract and leave quickly."
Xu Lu looked aggrieved, and Wen Qiao didn't bother to talk to her.
It wasn't until they got out of the alley that Xu Lu sneered: "Idiot."
The two million that Wen Qiao received was on her card, and her mother didn't let her take care of the money, because she also had an uncle, aunt, and her pair of children, who were really not good people.
She was afraid that "the poor in the downtown area will not ask if the rich have distant relatives in the deep mountains", and she was afraid that the aunt would come to borrow money when she knew that they suddenly had two million more in their hands, and her mother would lose face and be too embarrassed to refuse.
Now that the money is in her hands, the money will be used to hire a psychiatrist for the two younger brothers, and anyone who borrows it will only say "no way".
The most famous psychiatrist in Haicheng, Ms. Chen Yanfei, graduated from Princeton University with a major in psychology. Wen Qiao logged into the Film Clinic and made an appointment for a consultation on July 25th.
Just after registering, I clicked on the mailbox, and saw three unread emails, all from Song Hao, the music director of Haimao Records.
I replied to her email yesterday morning, expressed great interest in her demo, and wanted to add her WeChat to communicate with her further.
Because Wen Qiao was abroad at the time, he didn't reply in time.
Song Hao seemed worried that she had voted for several record companies at the same time, and chased two more emails, with a somewhat urgent tone.
Wen Qiao quickly added his WeChat, and Song Hao's voice was quickly sent out, expressing his amazement at her musical talent. Regarding the music demo she posted, he has decided to include it in Haimao's popular singer Shang Fan, who will release it in September in the new album.
Wen Qiao smiled, she fell in love with her, and it was reasonable for Song Hao to like her.
Song Hao was a straightforward person, and he directly offered her a composition fee of 300,000 yuan, and the copyright belonged to Wen Qiao.