Chapter 44: Eight out of ten

In the end, this luxury and fashionable crown stopped in front of the Yuquan Military Commission compound. The reason why it stopped here was largely because the driver wanted to determine whether the person riding the car was joking with her, or for the crazy idea that flashed through his mind. "I believe what he said is true?" Well, yes, this is really crazy. Don't say that Wang Fei's aristocratic family who has a certain understanding of the government and opposition pattern, even ordinary people can also conjecture Wang Qibu's extraordinary background. Real? Or fake? Just leave it to her for suspicion, entanglement, and thoughts for a long time. The car had just stopped, and a PLA soldier standing guard in front of the door trotted over. After seeing Wang Qibu on the co-pilot, he trotted back and opened the door gate. Okay,

Even though he had just been transferred here gloriously not long, he still recognized the head of the boy party in the compound. There is a misunderstanding that it should be corrected when it comes to this. Although the guard is very strict, the interrogation and inspection of people and vehicles, and the inspections of vehicles also have extremely standardized procedures and extremely high alert levels, these are almost all carried out in secret, just like this car has been closely monitored ten kilometers from here. After all, this is a living area, and if you have to undergo a lot of inspections when you go out to buy vegetables, it would be too inhumane. In addition, how could a young prince of the level of Wang Qibu not have two bodyguards who were secretly protected when he went out? What kind of car did he get in? Who else is waiting for this information in the car must have been transmitted to the gate of Yuquan before the car arrived.

"Go in and recognize the door, and come often if you have nothing to do in the future." Wang Qibu said.

"Well, I said it was OK." Wang Fei, who was still shocked, was obviously a little panicked. During the lunch chat, the master and apprentice were tacitly not bringing the topic to the family background. Wang Fei didn't say that she didn't want to show off, Wang Qibu didn't say that it was because she didn't want to scare her, or just thought that he was talking nonsense. As for Gu Jianjun, it was because he felt that this kind of thing would either not say, or if he said it, it should come from the mouth of the person involved.

Wang Fei started the car, but never thought that the first time it failed and the engine was turned off. This shows how uncontrollable she was at the moment. She smiled awkwardly and continued, but fortunately she succeeded the second time.

"I'm not good enough to go to your house like this, right? It's the first time I've come here like this. Isn't it rude to come here like this?" Wang Fei, who had recovered a little, asked nervously.

"You're thinking too much. I should thank you for sending me home. Don't worry, our family doesn't say that much." Wang Qibu said easily. It's not all about reducing stress for Wang Fei. The real situation is actually like this. Compared to those marquis who are deep in the sea, the Wang family is still quite unique in dealing with people.

"Mom, Mom. I'm back." Wang Qibu quickly transformed into a child when he walked into the house.

"Well, I performed well today, I came back so early." Lin Shishi, who was resting at home on Sunday, walked out of the living room and praised Wang Qibu. After seeing Wang Fei, she smiled and said, "Our Qibu has taken my friends home."

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Wang Fei, and I am also a student of Teacher Gu." Although Lin Shishi was not as serious and domineering as Wang Fei imagined, and was even more young and beautiful than she imagined, Wang Fei still did not dare to lose a little politeness.

"Mom, it was my junior sister who sent me back." Wang Qibu added.

"Junior sister? Haha. Don't be rude to your sister. People will send you back and say thank you no." Lin Shishi blamed her. She stubbornly believed that her children would never grow up. Maybe it was a common attribute of all mothers in the world, right?

"Of course I said thank you. I'm such a good-looking child. But she is really my junior sister. I started so much earlier than her." Wang Qibu said, and made a super "so many" gesture. Wang Fei, who was beside him, secretly thought that this child looked much normal. But this kind of big man who was a child made this move, it was really weird and tight.

"You kid." Lin Shishi hugged her son and scolded her, then said to Wang Fei, "Auntie, I'll call you Feifei. Thank you for sending you seven steps home. If you are not busy, come in and sit down, drink some tea, and talk to your aunt."

"Okay, I'll bother you." The hostess said she was staying to talk to her. In this way, Wang Fei could not only agree, but also refuse?

Wang Fei had to admit that chatting with Lin Shishi is a very enjoyable thing, whether it is visual, auditory, taste, or even spiritual. Soothing words relieve Wang Fei's tension in the face of elders and increasing the characters. The calm smile he always maintains makes Wang Fei feel intimate. Coupled with the shallow but long-lasting tea fragrance, even if he is not matched with a cheongsam, it creates a strong lazy and bourgeois atmosphere. This is what women of Wang Fei's age are most likely to accept and enjoy.

"I really envy you for having such a mother." Sitting on the hippo sofa in Wang Qibu's room, Wang Fei said to Wang Qibu with the same emotions as hers.

"There is nothing to envy. What you just saw was just an illusion against outsiders. To me, I was also nagging endlessly." Wang Qibu said modestly to his mother.

"Haha, I think if your mother is the same age as me, we will definitely become best friends." Wang Fei's longing showed that she was still immersed in the conversation just now.

"It's okay now. After all, my mother is so young, you are so, well, mature." Although Wang Qibu thought about the words, he still said with great need to be beaten.

"Damn little p-child, how cute it is in front of your mother. Why can't you keep it?" Wang Fei said depressedly.

"It's ok, but I'm worried that if I keep it, I'll be disgusting myself." Wang Qibu's question and answer was still so simple.

"I thought you didn't know." Wang Fei said, and glanced at the room and said, "Hmph, you just had the nerve to say that I was a capitalist, look at these things in your room; that Bugatti car model was originally from the factory, right? Classic one to twelve. Tsk, how many car models dream of. The Mickey wall clock is also a Disney platinum commemorative edition, is it from 19,000 or 20,000 US dollars? It seems that even the cartoon sofa I was sitting on was also from calfskin? I saw a pair of calfskin shoes in Wangfujing the day before yesterday, and it costs nearly 20,000 yuan. How much does it cost to have such a big sofa?"

"Uh, I won't hide it from you. I regretted that after saying that." Wang Qibu, who knew that it was useless to say more, simply confessed frankly.

"Well, I have a good attitude towards admitting my mistakes. Tsk tsk, Ebanna, this is the first time I have seen it in China. Play a song for me and I will consider forgiveing ​​you." Wang Fei grabbed the guitar leaning against the corner of the sofa and said.

"You are so real and coaxing." Wang Qibu took the guitar and pinched Wang Fei's pretty face. With this sentence of over-age and Wang Qibu's expression when he said this, Wang Fei was in a daze and then blushed.

"The mouth is used to announce the end. The palm is used to crush love letters. The eyes are used to witness loneliness and emotions. The performance art of tea cups are used to split two pairs. The smiley face is used to package pain and tears. The tears are used to secretly admit defeat and achieve strong pain..." Wang Qibu sang the strings in a silhouette. This song of Houxian is probably the song that Wang Qibu liked more in his previous life. The relaxed and idle melody can give people a sense of unruly and free and easy.

"This, is this a new song you wrote?" Wang Fei stuttered. It is normal for her to feel like this. After all, this is an era when even "You, the Deskmate" will appear two years later.

"Uh, right?" This is not Wang Qibu intentionally plagiarized, but because it is the ideal way to recognize the current situation. Not everything can be confessed.

"You are such a genius." Wang Feihua said ill-inducingly.

"Hehe." Wang Qibu smiled silly, feeling ashamed.

"It's just a pity that the current environment in China is not suitable for such songs, singers like you. Haha, maybe even me is not suitable for me." Wang Fei said with a wry smile. The facts are true as she said. The real pop music in mainland China was formed in 1994, such as Na Ying, Han Lei, and Guo Feng were all the golden generation of 1994. Before that, Hong Kong and Taiwan music were synonymous with pop music. A few audio and video companies in mainland China only had songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan singers. From this we can imagine how declining domestic pop music is.

"Then you can go to Hong Kong to develop first, gain popularity and then return to the mainland to be the ancestor of pop music. It's so powerful." Wang Qibu suggested.

"Being able to say such words proves that you are indeed a child." Wang Fei was not interested in Wang Qibu's whimsical thoughts. Go to Hong Kong to develop? She knew how difficult this was for a mainland singer.

"I'm not afraid, senior brother will help you if there are any difficulties." Wang Qibu said with a very deserving beating.

"Haha, okay, if you are Warner or Qibu Media's boss." Wang Fei said with a smile, because she only regarded Wang Qibu's words as making her happy.

"Do you know Qibu Media?" Wang Qibu's surprise was true.

"Of course I know, that's the super new record company that poached beyond from Warner. It is said that the boss has a very background and is almost at a rampant level in Hong Kong's record industry. Many of my friends and I are optimistic about this company." Wang Fei popularized entertainment knowledge for Wang Qibu. Then he joked, "What? Wang Qibu, Qibu Media. You are not going to tell you that you are the boss of Qibu Media, right?"

"I was planning to say this. In addition, beyond was mined by myself." Wang Qibu said depressedly, "Well, yes, I believe." Wang Fei was perfunctory as if he was coaxing the child, and then said, "In a few years, you can use this sign to deceive those ignorant girls who are determined to get into the entertainment industry. But now..."

"Hey, okay, do you have time tomorrow?" Wang Qibu was helpless. The boss didn't have a certificate or license, so it was really a troublesome to prove it.

"What are you doing? Are you taking you to the zoo or playground?" Wang Fei was still very confident in his guess.

"Well, if the interview goes well and it's over early, it's not impossible to consider it." Wang Qibu said, and really made a thoughtful statement.

"What interview?" Wang Fei was confused.

"Hey, I fully understand your disbelief of my identity as the boss of Qibu Media. Basically, it is not someone who knows me particularly well and will not believe me as long as I have normal thinking. So I have to let the company's people come to Yanjing to interview you." Wang Qibu said understandingly.

"Are you saying true?" Although Wang Fei couldn't and didn't believe it, he still asked without any pain.

"Is it true that you will know tomorrow? Let's prepare well when you go home tonight. Don't be too nervous during the interview tomorrow. Just be calm and perform normally." Wang Qibu's old-fashioned guidance, how could he deserve a beating?

"..." Wang Fei.
Chapter completed!