At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Changan, who had bought new gifts, called Jingxiu because he didn't know whether it was convenient for Jingxiu to answer the phone at home.

Jingxiu's call came back immediately.

"The place at home is too small, but my mother insists on staying at home, Su Wei, Tian Zi, Pan Gao, Song Jing, my mother, you and I, and a neighbor kid."

Jing Xiu was very happy on the phone: "Su Wei and Tian Zi are already here. We are shopping in the alley. Come over quickly and go shopping together. It's actually very interesting."

"How old is the neighbor kid? What grade is he in?"

Zhao Changan is very sensitive.

"I'm about sixteen or seventeen years old. I'm a sophomore in high school at the High School Affiliated to Fuda."

"Haha, you are a little kid!"

"What do you mean? Xiaohai is a very nice person. He is sensible and obedient and his grades are very good. You will definitely like him very much when you meet him."

"I don't have this kind of hobby. I'm male but I like women."

"You~, come quickly."

"Okay, I'll be at your door in half an hour."

"Don't drive in. There is no place to park. There is a parking lot outside the street."

Then Jingxiu's voice suddenly dropped, and the originally noisy voice on the phone became distant. Needless to say, she was speaking in a quiet place.

"Zhao Chang'an, Weiwei and Pan Gao gave me a copy of Lao Lang's album, which is genuine; Xiao Zi gave me a bottle of perfume, which she bought herself and mixed with roses, osmanthus and jasmine. It smells great; Song Jing, I

I told her that the gift must not be too expensive, no more than one hundred yuan."

"Jingxiu, you can do it now. You actually made such a high request. It made me feel embarrassed to buy a small gift for just a few dollars."

Zhao Changan was joking here.

"You can fold a bottle of paper cranes for me, and I will be very happy."

With just one word, Jingxiu beat Zhao Changan until he broke out in cold sweat.

——

Jingxiu hung up the phone and walked out of the small garden in the back alley.

"Xiaoxiu, what is your relationship with Zhao Changan?"

The fast-talking Tian Zi saw Jing Xiu hang up the phone, her pretty face flushed, and couldn't help but ask.

"We are just friends, Xiaozi, are you talking nonsense?"

Su Wei from the side interjected: "There are not many pure friendships between men and women in universities. As for making such a fuss!"

"I didn't make a fuss, I just asked casually."

"There's something wrong with your question."

"Hey--"

"There is an ice porridge seller there. Do you two want to quarrel or drink ice porridge?"

"Where did we quarrel?"

Tian Zi.

"Of course it's ice porridge!"

Su Wei and Tian Zi looked at each other and smiled. They were not arguing, but giving Jing Xiu a warm-up lesson.

Because Zhao Changan will come over later, not only to see them, but also to meet Jing Xingmei, who is serious and unsmiling.

That is the big boost of the game.

——

After Zhao Changan knew who the guests invited for Jingxiu's birthday at noon were, he called Pan Gao.

"I've been here a long time ago. Su Wei, Jing Xiu and Tian Zi went shopping. I was watching chess at the door."

On the street, the biggest difference between 1999 and 1998 is that in Zhao Changan's view, the "Bricks" (Big Brother) on Mingzhu Street are disappearing at an alarming rate.

Minicomputers began to become popular in the market.

Because the prices dropped so fast, the three of them, Human Torch, officially became the "organic" family.

Pan Gao also bought one for Su Wei, but Su Wei couldn't explain to her family how she had the money to buy a four- to five-thousand-dollar mobile phone, so she kept using it in school and never dared to take it out when she went home on weekends.

.

Zhao Changan hung up the phone and called Song Jing's cell phone again.

"You go first. I'm discussing things with Mr. Li from Guangbo Media. It's a good thing. Don't worry. I'll be there on time before twelve o'clock. It's only sooner rather than later."

Song Jing seemed to be very busy there and hung up the phone after talking in a hurry.

"Lightwave Media?"

Zhao Changan lit a cigarette, wondering whether Song Jing's target was Jingxiu or Thunderbolt.

He is not against Jingxiu entering the Chinese music scene, but it is obviously not the right time yet.

The reason is that he, Zhao Changan, is not strong enough yet - or to be more precise, he, Zhao Changan, is still very weak, as weak as a little shrimp.

If Jing Xiuge is a good person and an ordinary person, then forget it.

But Jingxiu is indeed very beautiful and has a very gentle personality. She is a treasure that makes those fat-minded 'successful uncles' covet.

"Forget it if it's the Human Torch. If a rich woman really likes it, the three of them can dedicate themselves to the cause together; but Jingxiu,"

Zhao Changan smiled: "Then Song Jing will have to beat her again."

He, Zhao Changan, is still a little shrimp, but if he really wants to beat Song Jing, who is not even a little shrimp, it will be easy.

——

Top notch coffee shop.

Song Jing and Li Xingzhi, the major shareholder of Guangbo Media, had a very pleasant conversation.

"This Jingxiu is beautiful and sweet, and her hardware is good. What she lacks is someone to support her. Let me tell you this, as long as she recognizes me as her godfather, I guarantee that she will become a big success, -"

Li Xingzhi has a skinny figure. Although he is almost sixty, he has used various hyaluronic acid dyes for his hair and is dressed in a modern and youthful style. He looks like he is in his forties.

He was talking dirty things, but the look on his face was serious.

Hearing Li Xingzhi talk about this matter in such a convoluted way, Song Jing was slightly startled, and then her expression changed a little.

He smiled and said: "Mr. Li, didn't we say we would release an album for Jingxiu? In my opinion, this is reciprocity, which is good for us and good for Gui——"

"It's useless to say all this. Miss Song, you are an adult, right? I've heard some things about you. If a woman wants to climb up, why should others give her this chance? The advantage of you and Jingxiu is that you are young

"Beautiful, if you don't take advantage of these advantages to make money at this time, how can you wait until you are old and spend money to entertain others? No one is interested."

Seeing that Song Jing was about to get angry, Li Xingzhi said slowly and unceremoniously: "Let's not talk about anything else. As long as you can convince her, you two will come together. Miss Song, you understand what I mean. I will give you one year a year."

million."

"Scum!"

Song Jing picked up the coffee cup on the coffee table in front of her, poured a full cup of scalding coffee on Li Xingzhi's face.

"Ah! You stinky bitch, I'll beat you to death!"

Li Xingzhi, who screamed because he was burned, stood up with a curse, leaned over Song Jing's face, and slapped her hard: "If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink as a penalty, you stinky bitch, you're really

Do you think you are the Three True Spirits and Nine Lies?"

"Crack!"

As a result, Li Xingzhi was horrified to see that Song Jing, who had been slapped, suddenly lifted up the large white porcelain vase on the coffee table.

Swinging towards his head.

"Crack!"

The large, heavy white porcelain vase exploded on Li Xingzhi's forehead.

——

Zhao Changan drove toward the street where Jing Xiu lived in his memory, and came to the parking lot. As he was about to drive in, his cell phone rang.

It's Song Jing's call.

"What?"

"I have something to do here and I can't come here. Please help me choose a gift for Jingxiu on the way. I'll give you a budget of two to three thousand, so don't spend less. Jingxiu can give me a silk scarf for my birthday. You lied to me.

More than a hundred, haha, she's very good at this! I'm very busy here, so don't call me and hang up."

Then, a blind tone sounded from the phone.

"What do you mean, how long ago did you change your mind?"

Zhao Changan didn't need to think carefully to know that Song Jing must have had a very happy chat with that Mr. Li, and ended up wanting to let Jingxiu's pigeons go.

"It's good to have one less person. I don't think there are too many people sitting around and it's crowded."
Chapter completed!