The familiar singing voice made Qiao Wei, who chased out, stunned in place.

Fan Junxi also stopped after singing a few words.

Qiao Wei looked at the person in front of her with her mouth half-open: "What did you just sing?"

Junxi turned around, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth: "Can't you hear it?" He paused and looked at Qiao Wei: "Warwick gave you this song?"

"Huh?" Qiao Wei looked at him with wide eyes and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, let's get to know me officially, my name is Fan Junxi. Junxi said very calmly, which is really interesting, and he actually met a singer here who was about to sing "My Dream".

"Fan Junxi?" is a very familiar three words, Qiao Wei is clever: "You are the composer of "My Dream"?"

"Yes, it's despicable. ”

"You...... Hello, I'm Qiao Wei. Qiao Wei didn't know what to say for a while, and stood there with a slightly red face.

"Now relieved?" Junxi looked at her, this person is a big star?

Qiao Wei, who was standing in front of him, was wearing a light pink wide sports T-shirt, a pair of white leggings underneath, and a ball-headed head that was pulled up diagonally, which was similar to a girl next door in his eyes, but those big eyes could see some stories.

Qiao Wei's face turned even redder, and she clenched her hands behind her back: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, you ...... Don't be angry!"

"Angry, how dare I, I was afraid that you would call the security guard just now!"

Xiaomi laughed out loud on the side, she didn't expect that Qiao Wei would sing her uncle's song too.

"No!" Qiao Wei suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Fan, do you want to listen to the song I sing?"

"Okay!" Tong Xiaoxiao pulled Junxi's hand hard, and Junxi had no choice but to laugh as well.

"Please come in!"

Qiao Wei smiled as she walked back and beckoned them back.

It only took a few minutes for the three of them to go from being disliked to being invited into the house.

There was a piano in the living room of this small building, and Junxi looked a little surprised.

"You live here?"

"Yes, I am a regular tenant of this building, I like it very much, so I stay here every time I come to Pujiang. ”

The star is really rich, Junxi secretly sighed, even if this house is discounted, it will cost a lot of rent.

Qiao Wei sang very well, and Junxi didn't doubt Warwick's vision at all, just like he chose his song in the first place.

After singing the song, Tong Xiaomi hurriedly stepped forward to ask for her autograph.

"I'll give you a CD!" Qiao Wei smiled and pulled out a CD with her name already signed.

After listening to the song and the autograph is about to arrive, Junxi and the two children are ready to leave.

When she walked to the door, Qiao Wei couldn't help but stop Junxi: "Mr. Fan!"

"Just call me Junxi. ”

"Well," Qiao Wei nodded, "the lyrics of your song are so well written! it's your ......."

"Yes, it contains my true feelings. Junxi deliberately pondered for a moment before saying to her, "Let's go!"

Qiao Wei looked at the tall figure in front of her in a trance, what kind of experience made him write such lyrics.

"Seven out of ten women are stupid, eight are stupid, and nine are bad ......"

Tong Mai took his uncle's hand and jumped out.

"Huh?" Qiao Wei's face was stunned, what kind of song is this......

Junseo took out his phone as he walked back.

On the new song list, the results of "Know, Know" only rose three places, and the results were very bad.

He thought about it for a while and called Shu Wenfei.

"Hello, I'm Fan Junxi. ”

"I know, hello Mr. Fan. ”

"Call me Junxi, will you be in Pujiang?"

"Yes, the new song is not doing very well, and I may have to go out to promote it from tomorrow. ”

In order to promote Shu Wenfei, the company arranged some activities for her.

"Have you heard of Pujiang TV's 'Woman, You Are the Biggest'?" Junxi asked.

"You know, it looks like a new show. ”

"Every Wednesday night when it premieres, can you go and record an opening song today? ”

"I'm not prepared for such a rush today!"

"You don't need to prepare anything, this kind of song has the best solo effect, "Woman You Are the Biggest" is a program planned by my sister. ”

Fan Junxi wanted to do his best to help her publicize.

Shu Wenfei thought for a while and felt that it was a good opportunity: "Okay, what should I do right away?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask my sister to contact you. ”

............

In the recording studio of Pujiang TV, "Woman You Are the Biggest" is still being recorded intensively.

The biggest coffee this time is He Yilin, although she has faded out of the entertainment industry for more than four years, everyone knows that this woman who has won the actress twice is not weak at all.

The theme of this issue is "The Bag of a Female Star".

He Yilin was very powerful, and even brought more than 10 luxury bags into the program group.

When the drama manager pushed the bag rack up, Hong Tang exclaimed: "OMG, you actually brought this bag over, let me take a good look." ”

"It's this, it's the hardest bag I've ever bought. He Yilin smiled and handed Hong Tang a dark green handbag.

Hermes's platinum bag, it can be said that female stars are all one for each person.

But He Yilin's model is not something that can be bought with money, and you must be the most distinguished member of Hermes to have the opportunity to place an order.

"I had a hard time buying this bag at that time, and I really mobilized all the resources to get it. ”

Hearing her say this, Hong Tang was interested in the price of this pack: "Can you reveal the price of this pack here?"

He Yilin raised a finger: "More than a million." ”

"Wow~"

Today, Hong Tang and another female guest also brought some bags.

She would have an envious expression: "My bags together are not half as expensive as yours." ”

Fan Naixi in the audience was also shocked, he had long known that some female stars had very rich bags, but he always thought that three or four hundred thousand was about the same.

Someone would spend more than a million to buy a bag, just this, it was bought only by relying on relationships, the world of the rich, I really can't understand it.

At Christie's auction in Hong Kong, a platinum bag with a pink glossy Hermes crocodile leather was auctioned at a price of 1.38 million yuan, setting a new auction price for a handbag and becoming the highest record.

Further up is the Hermès crocodile leather Himalayan platinum bag, which sold for 2.678 million yuan, becoming the highest price in history.

In fact, Hermès's Himalayan platinum bag has always been almost 800,000 yuan, and the ones that can be sold for millions must have a story if they are not set with diamonds.

There are always a few luxury bags that are difficult to buy, and a small amount of production every year makes it impossible for consumers who are obsessed with these bags to come by.