Chapter 289 Listen to the song I wrote!

The official representatives of the charity dinner were very enthusiastic and fulfilled their friendship as a landlord. The celebrities from all walks of life were also very happy to reminisce about the old days and expand their connections. They all took the needs and did not seem boring.

After Long Zu sat down, he picked up his glass and took a sip, glanced at Tang Huan and said, "How do you feel tonight?"

"I don't feel anything." Tang Huan shrugged. "But it's Boss Long, have you been busy lately?"

Long Zu put down his wine glass and ate the dish and said, "It's my own choice for me to sit here. No one will look down on me because of this. But you sit here because you can only sit here. Even if you can enter this door, it depends on the relationship between a big star. If a man lives to this point, you don't feel anything at all?"

Tang Huan felt insulted and his personality was trampled on.

"What does Boss Long want to say?" Tang Huan asked back, with a bad expression.

Brother Huan hates two things the most in his life: some people show off their wealth in front of him, and some people pretend to compete in front of him. The latter will endure it and pass it. But the former will make him extremely revenge.

"What I said at the beginning is still valid. As long as you nod, I can marry my daughter to you at any time." Long Zu renewed a glass of wine for himself. "Become my Long Zu's son-in-law, you can pick up seats at will on such occasions. Everyone will hold you and treat you as a big shot."

"It sounds very touching." Tang Huan lit a cigarette and smiled. "But even if I want to hug my thighs, I still want to hug a reliable thigh. You? I don't know how long you can be proud. The risk is too great. It's not worth it."

"Do you think I will fall anytime?" Long Zu smiled with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Don't you feel the same way?" Tang Huan asked back.

"Then tell me, who can defeat me?" Long Zu seemed very relaxed, and he was not worried about Tang Huan's worries at all.

"Whoever you offend or provoke, whoever you will make you fall." Tang Huan's words were quite obscure. But it was quite clear in Long Zu's ears.

He smiled and opened his thin lips slightly, "Can you believe that now I can make the whole Baicheng in a blink of an eye? Can you believe that the power I have is already uncontrollable? Move me? The consequences may be heavier than everyone imagines."

"Do you show off in front of me, or do you want me to help you pass the message?" Tang Huan asked back. He did not envy the power of Longzu.

Although it sounds very jealous.

When can I call the wind and rain and cover the sky with my own hands...

"Is this necessary?" Long Zu said slowly. "They are monitoring me all the time. Although they can't know everything about me, they still understand it in general. Otherwise, what do you think they are not talking to me yet, so why are they afraid of?"

"It sounds like no one can control you?" Tang Huan asked with his eyes narrowed.

"You can understand this way." Long Zu said lightly. "Same time, I admire you very much, and even fear you. I hope you can become my person, at least a friend, preferably a family member."

"What if I don't agree?" Tang Huan asked back.

"Then we are the enemies." Long Zu said with his lips pursed. "Old Fu is my enemy. But he is dead."

"I killed it." Tang Huan seemed to be showing off, his eyes were cold.

"It doesn't matter who killed it." Long Zu shrugged. "The key is that he is dead, who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who

Tang Huan became silent.

He felt that this Dragon Ancestor was very ungrateful.

In front of him, he showed his talent and wisdom, and could fool him around.

Brother Huan was even a little angry. He wanted to pick up the plate on the table and smash him into blood.

"I ignored your threat." Tang Huan said slowly. "I'll give you a word and take care of yourself. Otherwise, you will become the second Mr. Fu."

It's so cool to use it yourself.

No wonder big people like to talk like this, it’s really satisfying. It’s very impressive!

Brother Huan decided to change his motto: Take care of yourself!

"I also ignored your threat." Long Zu slowly stood up and patted his shoulder gently. "Before you die, the conditions I proposed have been valid. If you have any ideas, please contact me at any time."

Watching Long Zu leave, Tang Huan's mood became very bad.

This old guy has been provoking Brother Huan's bottom line. He is even implicitly mocking him for being poor, has no social status, and is looked down upon. Although it is a fact, Brother Huan never likes to hear people tell the truth. Beautiful lies are his favorite.

The charity dinner ended in vain for Brother Huan. When he accompanied the big star to leave the hotel, it was already 9:30 at night.

When he left the scene, nearly half of the guests were even planning the next one. Brother Huan was very disdainful of this kind of extravagant life for rich people. He secretly vowed to wait for him to become a rich man in the future, but he would definitely be such a life of luxury.

Be elegant, calm and romantic to spend the rest of your life.

"Are you uncomfortable?" After getting in the car, Han Qinghe glanced at Tang Huan.

"It's okay." Tang Huan smiled. "Where is Miss Han? Is it like a needle or needle?"

"It's okay." Han Qinghe pursed his lips slightly. "If you have a clear goal, you can get better."

The so-called goal is to raise funds for charity.

Perhaps Han Qinghe, who is the old artist's demeanor, can sit in an environment that is completely unacceptable for so long, and only love will be left.

The original plan of the sister Hongdou was to drive Tang Huan home first, and then turn around and head straight to the big star's house. But on the way, the big star proposed to go directly to her house.

Want to take yourself home again?

Could it be that I am addicted to eating my own food - ah, it's so evil and too lewd! This is not me, not me!

"I wrote a new song. Listen to it and give me some advice." Han Qinghe's expression was slightly strange. But he finished speaking calmly.

"I still have some talent in dancing, and I really make things difficult for me by writing lyrics and composing music." Tang Huan couldn't help laughing and crying.

Let me give me an opinion?

Brother Huan can't even understand the quintessence-

"When I first debuted, many famous producers were not optimistic about my works. They thought it was too niche and there was no market." Han Qinghe said lightly. "I am not writing to professionals. Those who love to listen to my works are all ordinary people."

What the implication is that you, Tang Huan, have the most say as an ordinary listener. On the contrary, those so-called professionals, Han Qinghe, don’t care about their opinions at all.

But only after entering the industry, Hongdou sister, who has been following Han Qinghe, knows that Miss Han’s works never need anyone to comment. She will constantly deny herself and then take out the works she thinks are the best.

In the end, this work will surely become popular.

Her aesthetic is trendy, and she thinks that good is definitely good.

Have you ever needed guidance from others?

Tang Huan is the only one.

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Chapter completed!