Chapter Twenty-Eight: Chu Yan Makes Ghosts

"Da Da Da-"

The sound of heavy footsteps could be heard from far and near, and was evident in the empty concert hall.

Lu Qin hugged the guqin and ran over from the neighborhood in one breath, not even having time to breathe.

As soon as he entered the concert hall, the man on the phone immediately handed over the special tape recorder in his hand.

"Master, this is the original. โ€

Every time a concert is held, Lu Qin will find someone to record on the spot.

He has reached a realm, and it is useless to ask for this, just to use it as a negative teaching material for Chu Yan.

With this in mind, he recorded a lot, but he didn't expect it.

Today, I can record such an amazing sound.

"Master?" Chu Yan took a few steps forward to greet him.

"Don't make noise. โ€

Lu Qin scolded and cautiously clicked the play.

The young man on the phone had been with him for a long time, and he had never seen him so excited, which was enough to show that the sound of the piano was extraordinary this time.

Lu Qin rubbed her hands in anticipation.

The intoxicating guqin sound slowly emanated from the device, although the device blocked part of the effect, but still made Lu Qin stunned.

"This, this is really..."

Lu Qin was speechless with excitement.

He raised his head and walked quickly to the stage, his eyes turning back and forth on Shen Lang and the guqin in front of him.

"Poofโ€”"

Lu Qin actually knelt down directly.

"I beg the master to take me as an apprentice!"

"Master!?"

Chu Yan only felt that his face was abnormally hot, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lu Qin ignored him, and instead begged Shen Lang: "Such a divine comedy, it is really rare in the world, I have lived for so many years, and then I understand that I am like a child in the sound of the qin, and I implore the master to accept me as an apprentice..."

Chu Yan's face was pale, Lu Qin called himself a child in front of Shen Lang, so isn't he even a baby?

"I have no intention of taking in apprentices. Shen Lang directly refused.

"Master, I'm serious, if this kind of music doesn't pass on, it's really a big loss for the music world!"

Shen Lang didn't want to pay attention to it anymore, but Lu Qin kept pestering him and chattering, and he had to be his apprentice.

He was so annoyed that he had to say: "Guqin is just my leisure hobby, and I have no plans to develop in that direction, let alone accept apprentices." โ€

"Besides, you should try to improve your sound for now, not pester me. โ€

When Lu Qin heard this, he was no longer obsessed with apprenticeship, but said.

"Master, I think that my piano sound attainments are not low, but I am even more ashamed to meet you today. โ€

"I know that my strength is low, and I ask the master to leave a contact information, and if I encounter difficulties in the sound of the piano, I hope that the master can give me some advice. โ€

Shen Lang had no choice but to agree.

Until Lu Qinmu sent him away, Chu Yan still hadn't come back to his senses.

The master, who has always been arrogant and rigorous, actually worships his rival as a teacher!

It's just ironic.

Lu Qin's words when he came back and kept praising Shen Lang made Chu Yan's face flush and he couldn't get angry.

The concert ended early, and after listening to Shen Lang's natural sound, the rest of the people didn't dare to be smart, went up to perform, and left with a look of unhappiness.

Chu Yan returned to the villa angrily.

The housekeeper saw at a glance that he was in a depressed mood, and asked the reason for the worry of the Lord.

Chu Yan didn't want to say it, but he opened his mouth and poured beans to say it.

"Young master, why are you so bothered, the Chu family is a second-rate family in Qingjiang, how can a person with a good piano attainment compete with the Chu family?"

Chu Yan's eyes lit up and he glanced approvingly at the housekeeper.

Yes, the Chu family is a second-rate family, but it can't compete with a guy who was driven out by a third-rate group?

I blame myself for being confused, I didn't even think of such a simple method!

With an idea in his heart, Chu Yan suddenly opened up his mind a lot.

He pedaled upstairs a few times, closed the door, and pulled out his phone and pulled out a number.

After a brief beep, a muffled voice came from the other side.

"Black Wind, there's something I need your help with..."

Hanging up the phone, Chu Yan was in a good mood.

Shen Lang, Shen Lang, no matter how powerful you are, you will definitely not be able to withstand the power of the black wind!

......

In the past few days, the bubbles on Jiang Daoming's worried mouth have not been able to go down, and even some small blisters have grown on his face.

Since his adolescence, he has never had a vesicle.

Is this for him to experience the feeling of youth?

Jiang Daoming looked at the PPT on the computer with a wry smile.

Straight down above is their company's stock.

A few days ago, the company's stock suddenly rose sharply, and within a day or two, the stock showed a sharp downward trend.

The whole stock market looks green.

Seeing this, many people who bought stocks reported them one after another, saying that they were doing things with stocks internally.

The daily reporting calls are not answered, and in this case, the stock falls even harder, resulting in a vicious circle.

Jiang Daoming smiled bitterly and dialed Shen Lang's phone.

When he was young, Shen Lang rushed all the way downstairs.

"What's going on?" asked Shen Lang with an ugly face.

Anyone who hears early in the morning that his company's stock has been falling will not look good.

"Mr. Shen, you see, these stocks have fallen abnormally. โ€

Jiang Daoming turned the PPT around and turned it to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took a closer look.

It's really abnormal, falling like a straight line, not a curve, obviously someone is maliciously playing tricks!

"Since when?"

"Number twenty. โ€

Jiang Daoming was anxious and uneasy.

He has always been in charge of the company, and now that this kind of thing happens, he has a lot of responsibility.

"On the 17th, someone suddenly bought a large number of stocks, and the stock rose sharply at that time, and as a result, on the 20th, it began to fall..."

Number seventeen?

Shen Lang touched his chin and thought back to the events of those days.

Soon, I remembered the concert on the 16th.

It should be him!

He already had an idea in his mind.

Turning his head, he saw Jiang Daoming bowing his head in guilt and anxiety, coupled with the blisters on his face...

"Alright, don't blame yourself too much, it's none of your business this time. โ€

"You go back and rest for a few days, and I'll find someone to deal with this. โ€

Jiang Daoming's eyes widened suddenly.

Go back and rest for a few days?

Is this to fire yourself?!

"Mr. Shen, I promise that this kind of thing will never happen in the future..."Jiang Daoming panicked.

"You misunderstood, I just saw a lot of small blisters on your face, and I want you to go back and rest for a few days to recuperate. โ€

"It's okay if you don't want to take a break, and you have to pay attention to your body when you work. โ€

Jiang Daoming relaxed for a moment, not to expel himself!

Hurriedly replied: "I know, thank you Mr. Shen for your concern." โ€

Shen Lang walked out of Jiang Daoming's office, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Lei Ming's number.

This kind of trivial matter is most convenient to leave to Thundering.

Lei Ming was training, and when he heard the ringing of the exclusive boss and Shen Lang, he threw down the tools in his hand and ran over to take the phone.

"Thundering, help me find out..."

Shen Lang's voice came from the other side of the phone, and Lei Ming sat upright unconsciously, with a serious expression, and his mouth agreed again and again.

Hanging up, he picked up his tossed coat and draped it over his body.

"It's time to start!"