The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 118 Chasing Light (two more)

  Half an hour, the car moved one kilometer, so it would not reach the destination tomorrow morning.

  Jiang Chunlan frowned, no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't stand the snail-like speed.

  "How does the Ministry of Transportation control?"

Zhou Xue immediately replied: "Madam, in fact, the Ministry of Transportation started control a few days ago. It imposed restrictions on vehicles in Jiangzhou and sent a large number of traffic police to work overtime. It's just that the auction house we went to is around the stadium. Traffic jams are not allowed. Avoided it."

Mrs. Shen looked at the young girls on the side of the road enviously, and exclaimed: "You are so good to be able to chase stars boldly. If I'm twenty or so years younger, I'm crazier than them."

   "Stars are nothing more than a tool for capital to earn money. They are all products of marketing. What do you like?"

  Ms. Gu's cold water poured down, and the smile on Mrs. Shen's face immediately disappeared.

"Mrs. Gu, what you said is one-sided, and other stars don’t say it. I know this star named Qu Feitai a little bit. My daughter likes him very much. All the songs are created by him. , Very talented, unlike other celebrities who rely on marketing."

  Jiang Chunlan nodded: "Mrs. Shen said it right. This little song is a bit talented."

Mrs. Shen glanced at Mrs. Gu triumphantly. Even Mrs. Jiang said yes, you can admit your own insularity.

  Ms. Gu was embarrassed, her face was a bit unhappy, but the other party was Jiang Chunlan, and she couldn't get angry with the other party. Turning her eyes, she saw Mingjing looking out of the car window calmly and curling her lips.

  "Miss I wish as a capitalist should have the most say, but a little girl like you, inevitably vanity, likes to pursue a young and handsome appearance, there is nothing wrong with it."

   All of a sudden, Ming Jing became a superficial star chaser.

Ming Jing smiled, turned her gaze back, and glanced at the other party lightly. Her eyes were as clear as water, and Madam Gu subconsciously choked her heart. As if she had a feeling of being seen through, she subconsciously frowned and avoided the other party. Gaze.

"A celebrity is a profession, no different from lawyers, doctors, and civil servants. It's just a slight difference in the form of work. There is no distinction between high and low occupations. As long as he is dedicated or has a role in promoting the development of his industry, he will He deserves everyone’s respect. As a talented creator, Qu Feitai has won numerous awards and promoted the development of the Chinese music scene. This honor has given him confidence and confidence."

  Ming Jing listened to Tao Xingxing in her ear all day long, it was hard to remember it or not.

  If Qu Feitai heard what Der Spiegel said, he would probably jump up happily.

  Ms. Shen smiled and said: "Miss Zhu said so well. This is the truth. In the 21st century, how can there be occupational discrimination, Madam Gu, are you right?"

  Mrs. Gu coldly snorted, "Strong words are unreasonable." Turning to look out the window.

  Jiang Chunlan turned his eyes on Ming Spiegel’s face, and smiled: “Indeed, we haven’t been as transparent as Ming Spiegel. We have lived for decades.”

  If Mrs. Gu knew the true identity of Qu Feitai, I am afraid she would not say such a thing.

  It is the people's minds that are divided into three or six stages, which distinguishes the high and low of the profession.

  Hurry up, and finally arrived at the destination before half past seven.

  Ming Jing silently followed Jiang Chunlan.

   Stepping into the hall, the crystal chandelier above your head reflects the brilliant light. The political and business celebrities who can only be seen on TV are chatting and chatting.

  This is not at the same level as the people who usually meet at the rich banquets. This is the top celebrity field.

  Zhu Wentao is not qualified and has no such ability to mix in.

  If it weren't for Jiang Chunlan, she wouldn't have the right to take a step further with her current status.

  Class is always a gap that cannot be crossed, whether ancient or modern, or both at home and abroad.

   Seeing Jiang Chunlan and his party, someone greeted him enthusiastically.

  Ming Jing silently followed Jiang Chunlan.

   "Mrs. Jiang, I didn't expect to see you here. Why didn't I say hello in advance? I should reserve a good seat for you."

  Jiang Chunlan smiled: "I decided to come temporarily, let the juniors have a long experience."

  The other person's eyes fell suspiciously on Ming Jing. The gentle and beautiful girl always makes the opposite **** shine. This is the most primitive desire of mankind.

"Who is this…?"

  "Lao Shen, this is Miss Zhu, who has been famous in Jiangzhou recently. I wish the real daughter of the family." Madam Shen covered her mouth and smiled.

  Shen Shaojian suddenly realized: "Oh, it turned out to be her. The Zhu Group has had a lot of trouble recently. I remember your father was taken away by the prosecutors for investigation, right?"

  Ming Spiegel said neither humble nor arrogant: "Father made a mistake and deserves to be punished by the law, which has brought bad effects to the citizens and society. I am deeply sorry, and Ding Spiegel will try to make up for it."

   "I know, you have done a good job." After a pause, Jiang Chunlan looked at Jiang Chunlan and said, "It is very rare that you can do so much at your age. Don't force yourself."

  "Thank you, Mr. Shen, in fact, my father was deceived by others, so he should believe in the law. The law will not wrong him no matter whether he is wrong or not."

  Shen Shaojian nodded in agreement: "You have to believe in the law at all times. You have a good enlightenment."

  "Okay, you can't change your preaching tone anytime, I wish Miss I will ignore him, let's go in." Madam Shen took Ming Jing's arm and pretended to give Shen Shaojian a glance.

  Ding Jing smiled and said, "It's good for Madam to call me Ming Jing."

"Okay, I'll call you Mingjing from now on. By the way, I heard those rich ladies say that you know how to observe physiognomy. From the very beginning, I wanted to ask you. You look at my face. Are you blessed? "Mrs. Shen said and laughed.

  Ming Jing glanced at her and smiled calmly: "Yes, Madam is rich and rich, with a very long life."

The smile on Mrs. Shen's face increased, "Oh, why is your little mouth so lovely? If it were my girl, your mother would be the most blessed to have such a caring and excellent girl like you. ."

Madam Gu rolled her eyes aside, and she was caught by Madam Shen. She touched Ming Jing and said with the kind of voice that was deliberately lowered and heard by Madam Gu, "Ming Jing, what do you think of Madam Gu's face? Everyone? They all say that her life is hard, alas...I only believe what you said."

  Mrs. Gu's face became stiff and unhappy, but she secretly pricked her ears.

  Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, Mrs. Shen, you must obtain the consent of the other party for the appearance."

Madam Shen turned her head to look at Madam Gu: "Mrs. Gu, Miss Zhu is very good at seeing things. How about letting her help you see? Maybe you can change your luck. Now it is not easy to find a master with real skills. "

  Mrs. Gu coldly snorted, "Fantasy, fancy fashion." The words left a few people and walked a few steps faster.

  Mrs. Shen curled her lips: "Fake innocence."

  The door of the auction venue is open, or in suits, leather shoes, or jade clothes, everyone has a decent and appropriate smile on their faces, as if they are wearing a perfect mask.

  Ms. Jiang passed by, reaping a respectful look all the way.

  The gazes that those people fell on Ming Jing were full of inquiry and suspicion. Some people recognized her and discussed with the people around them in a low voice.

  Ming Jing followed Jiang Chunlan in a hurry, and she held her arms with Mrs. Shen, talking and laughing.

  The eyes of those people brought a trace of fear.

   "Ding Spiegel?"

  Ming Jing looked up and suddenly smiled.

  Sink the boat.

  —

  The stadium, which is two blocks away from the auction house, is full of people.

   ushered in the moment of the highest light.

  At half past seven, when the auction started, the concert was also grandly kicked off.

  Ming Chen and Ming Ti saw so many people for the first time. They were both frightened and held each other's hands tightly for fear of being squeezed away by the crowd if they were not paying attention.

  Zhou Ying laughed and said: "Don’t be afraid of the two sisters. They are too enthusiastic. You must cover your ears when you call them. Tonight is definitely an experience you will never forget. You will never lose a stake in Qushen."

  The noise is too loud, Zhou Ying always shouted.

  Looking at the two little girls in Dengying who looked like frightened fawns, Zhou Ying couldn't help but love her.

   is so cute and cute!

  Looking at Zhu Xiangxiang, who was still wearing a bandage on the other side, he deeply implemented the concept of physical disability, and Zhou Ying couldn't help rolling her eyes.

  Tao Xingxing filmed a video of crowds waving the flag and shouting at the scene, and sent it to Der Spiegel.

  She wants to let Ming Spiegel know what kind of excitement she has missed, huh!

Tao Xianxian shook the flag in his hand: "Xingxing, what is your friend's important thing that turned off Qufeitai's concert. I just want to have a baby, and I want to have a baby in the audience. Your friend is too No eyesight."

  Tao Xingxing was stunned, the phone page stopped on the dialog box of Der Spiegel, and a static character written with a brush formed a strong contrast with the boiling sky of the scene.

   "Sister, I remember...you are working in the Zhu Group, right?"

  Tao Xianxian nodded: "Yes."

  Uh...you seem to be saying that your big boss has no eyesight.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's started, my brother is coming out."

  The excited screams of fans instantly pulled Tao Xingxing's thoughts back. Tao Xingxing waved the light stick and joined the screaming army.

  On the lifting platform under the stage, in the darkness, the young man who painted the stage makeup adjusted his headset.

   took a deep breath, raised his hand and landed on his chest.

   looked up at the void overhead, those distant screams for him seemed to come from another dimension.

  His world is quiet, his eyes are as bright as stars in the dark, with a little anxiety and excitement...

  He has played many concerts, however, this was his most nervous one.

  Because, he has the most anticipated audience.

  The young man curled his lips in the dark, and the exquisite stage makeup made him like an elf that charmed all living beings.

  That is a song written for you.

  I, just want to sing for you.

  You, will you come to listen?

  The elevator platform slowly rises, and a beam of chasing light casts down amidst the cheers of approaching a little bit.

   belongs to the era of Qufeitai, and the curtain is slowly opened.

  (End of this chapter)