When Sun Xi opened her eyes again, she was the only one left in the room.

Everything she had just experienced was like a dream. Until now, she didn't know whether she had woken up.

"Rolling Thunder Records." In the luxury car, Meng Yu was thinking about this while driving.

The record industry is no longer good, it is under traditional media. If you look at new media, that is, online platforms, it will be very popular.

Moreover, as an industry benchmark, Rolling Thunder has many advantages, such as perfect management, excellent producers, and mature operation, which are indispensable resources.

This era is the entertainment era. When you focus on other fields, you should also engage in entertainment.

By the way, I will teach Ding Desun some lessons, a real lesson.

But you can lean back on this matter. What you need to do now is to visit Sun Xi’s house.

Kowloon District.

Looking at the dense windows in front of me, Meng Yu remembered the scene of poor people living in Kung Fu.

At that time, I thought it was just an artistic effect, but I didn’t expect that art really came from life.

"Is this Sun Xi's house?"

Meng Yu stopped outside the narrow door, not sure which floor this was. What shocked him was the narrow and crowded aisle, full of items everywhere. The narrow door was enough to show how small the space inside was.

After a long wait, the door finally opened: "Who are you looking for?"

Looking down, a woman who was about the same height as Guo Siniang was looking up and asked herself.

This is her sister of congenital polio, Sun Juan.

"I am Sun Xi's friend. She said that her father was hospitalized and her sister was not taken care of, so she asked me to come and pick her up."

This is Meng Yu’s own plan. After reading the information, he made a decision.

Regardless of whether Sun Xi, the girl, will follow her in the future, she must effectively solve her life difficulties.

Liu Mengran has already found a house near the Hong Kong Government University, and this time he came to pick up Sun Juan to live there.

My sister had called to talk about this before, but Sun Juan was not surprised. She asked Meng Yu to enter the house and asked him to wait for a while before packing up her things.

Walking inside, Meng Yu only felt a sense of oppression.

In a room less than ten square meters, you have to walk sideways, such as the living room, bedroom entrance, and even the kitchen are squeezed together with the toilet.

In order to save space, there are three bunk beds in the room, two meters and four meters high, each floor is only 60 cm, and the remaining little space has to be put on clothes.

This is where Sun Xi lived and grew up.

Meng Yu understood why she looked down on rich people so much, and also understood why she surrendered to money.

An hour later, Meng Yu took Sun Juan to Cuihua Garden near the Hong Kong Government University.

The average area of ​​this residential building is only 70 to 80 square meters, which is far from that of the mainland, but it is already considered a wealthy area in Hong Kong.

Liu Mengran was waiting at the entrance of the community: "Mr. Meng, the house procedures have been completed, I have registered in my name."

When he saw such a spacious and luxurious house, Sun Juan was stunned: "Why did Xiaoxi make so much money at once?"

"This is just the beginning, she will have more money in the future." Meng Yu had already thought about it, and then he found out where this girl likes to develop and train her.

After Sun Juan was placed, Meng Yu rushed to Taiping Hospital again, where Sun Xi's father was first aid.

"Why are you here?" At the entrance of the hospital, he ran into Sun Xi, who had just paid all the fees, comforted his father and was anxious to take care of his sister.

"I'll set up your sister to live in Cuihua Garden, come and have a look."

"What!" Sun Xi exploded suddenly. Of course she knew the wealthy area near the school.

When I just paid my father, I found some reasons to make excuses. Now Meng Yu told her that my sister lived in a wealthy area. How should I make excuses?

"Can't you ask me for my opinion first?" Although she took a lot of money from Meng Yu, Sun Xi had no time to care about it at this time and released her original independence.

"Is this how you treat the financial owner?" Meng Yu teased.

He glanced at him angrily, and Sun Xi stressed: "What my sister and I said was just an advertisement. How could she live in such a good community?"

"Oh, it turns out that he was a model." Meng Yu understood now. It seemed that this girl wanted to develop into the entertainment industry, which was quite consistent with her own ideas.

Sun Xi didn't want to argue without any more, so he tried to calm down and thought about the right excuse.

But at this time, there is no right excuse. The house in Cuihuayuan is worth every inch. Not to mention an advertisement, you can’t buy a toilet even if you receive ten. How can you tell your family that you are being kept?

Thinking of this, he became even more angry. Looking at Meng Yu, who was calm, he wished he could beat him a few times and vent his anger.

"Don't think of excuses," Meng Yu saw what she thought and said leisurely: "Your sister and I only said that we are friends, and the range of friends is very wide, for example, the agent is also friends."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to go to Gothel Records to sing, do you want to release an album?"

This proposal was very tempting and attracted Sun Xi's attention immediately, but it was immediately denied.

Genglei Records belongs to Ding Desun’s family, with a market value of hundreds of billions of Hong Kong dollars. How could it be that if you want to enter?

Seeing through her thoughts, Meng Yu comforted her: "You don't have to worry about this anymore. You need to consider going to school and taking good care of your family."

After solving this problem, Meng Yu said he wanted to see Sun Xi's father. Sun Xi knew that he could not resist his decision at all, so he had to follow him step by step.

In the ward, Meng Yu sent fruits and flowers: "Uncle, I am Xiaoxi's agent. She just signed a contract with our company, and that advertisement was her first job."

Sun Dayuan was just fifty years old and had white hair. His face seemed to be in his seventies. His long-term lack of nutrition and disease made him look extremely pale.

"Thank you, thank you. My Xiaoxi is ignorant, I hope you can teach him more."

"She is very sensible and very proactive." Speaking of taking the initiative, Meng Yu looked at Sun Xi meaningfully, "Uncle, don't worry, rest assured that Xiaoxi will let you live a good life."

"Thank you for your words."

After visiting the old man, the next step is to see Sun Juan.

On the way, Sun Xi's mouth moved silently, carrying Meng Yu's speech on his back.

When I talked to my father, I almost stuttered, but fortunately my father was seriously ill and didn't notice it.

It's not like this guy at all. No matter what he says, he's so casual.

Thinking of this, Sun Xi remembered something: "What do you and my dad mean? What do I mean by me? "

"Aren't you taking the initiative?" Meng Yu looked at her with a smile, and Sun Xi blushed. He was indeed a little proactive at that time, but could it be his fault?
Chapter completed!