Many things, only when you really do them, will you find that they are not the same as you imagined.

For example, preparing for a concert.

Gu Qianchuan thought that as long as he rented a venue and found a band to accompany him, the rest would be publicity.

But in fact, there is much more to a concert than that.

How to set up the stage, how to arrange the lighting, how long to be, how to set the ticket price, who is responsible for the security, these are all questions.

Fortunately, he has money.

Although money is not everything, it can always solve 99% of problems at critical moments. With the remaining 1%, he decided to rely on talent.

"So, let me ask, is there going to be a concert?"

Outside the south gate of the gymnasium, in the reception room of a service outsourcing company, the person in charge held a small notebook and asked with a smile.

It is also thanks to this company that it will find a place and open the store outside the gymnasium, so it waits for Gu Qianchuan, a big dog owner.

"Me!"

The thought was pulled out of the "stage" by the other party, and a certain rich second generation with Erlang's legs crossed pointed to his nose and said.

"Hehe, of course I know that it is Mr. Gu that you are going to organize. The person in charge smiled very respectfully, and then said, "I mean, who is your concert for? Which star is going to sing on stage?"

"Tsk, is there a problem with your understanding, or am I not expressing it clearly enough?"

Gu Qianchuan sat up straight, pointed to his face, and said unhappily: "I! I'm going to have a concert! It's me who sings!"

"This ......"

The person in charge smiled reluctantly, and he couldn't sit still.

"Okay, don't ask so much! buddy has limited time, so I don't have time to talk to you!"

Gu Qianchuan took out his wallet, directly took out a bank card and slapped it on the table, and said arrogantly: "Aren't you responsible for outsourcing, I just need you to get the venue and stage done as quickly as possible! Money is not a problem! You don't have to worry about the rest!"

Brother Childe spends money to have fun?

The person in charge thought sharply, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Five...... 100,000 deposits! Give me a month, and I'll get it done for you!"

"A million!"

Gu Qianchuan doubled the "other party's price" without blinking his eyes, and raised a finger and said, "I'll only give you a week!"

"One hundred, ahem, a week, you don't even have enough publicity, right?"

The person in charge was also thundered by the number he blurted out, and then shook his head secretly, blaming himself for saying the wrong thing.

If it is really as this thing says, it is he who sings, then there is no difference between a week and a month. Even if it is advertised for a year, no one will come to listen.

"Okay, one week, one week!"

When Gu Mingqian called his precious son, Gu Qianchuan was thinking about a very serious question.

It was also the words of the person in charge who reminded him that having money can indeed solve most of the problems of the concert, including publicity, but in case no one comes to listen at that time, what is the difference between it and singing K?

He didn't want to sing K, and he didn't want to sing it alone.

This question is very serious, so serious that when he sees that the caller ID is "Dad", he hangs up without thinking about it.

The phone rang three times, and he hung up three times. This made the CEO of a group worth more than 100 billion confused, and began to doubt life in the office.

When Gu Qianchuan was highly concentrated, it was easy to ignore some things.

For example, his current father is no longer his former father.

In another time and space, after his parents divorced, he would occasionally call him, mostly with some painless concern. This also led to something like this, he actually did a lot of it, it was purely a conditioned reflex.

But Gu Mingqian didn't think so.

His son is so well-behaved, when did he hang up on him?

Something must have happened!

So when Gu Qianchuan finally thought of a way to solve the popularity of his concert, he just slapped his thigh, and found that he was surrounded.

As soon as Wang Ping drove the car onto Caoxi Road, two Passat arrogantly sandwiched them in the middle. At the same time, there was a GL8 chasing from behind, and looking at that speed, it seemed that it could crash at any time.

Thinking that it was the prince of the listed group sitting in the car, Wang Ping was also nervous, thinking that someone wanted to kidnap Gu Qianchuan, and he sweated his hands and feet when he boarded.

Glancing at the window of the Pasata on the left, I saw four or five burly figures sitting inside.

"Brother Chuan, sit tight!"

Wang Ping let out a low sigh and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate. Just when the car on the right wanted to overtake him and not stop, Kankan rushed out.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Gu Qianchuan was also stunned, and subconsciously wanted to call the police. But when I took out my mobile phone and saw those few rejected calls, I suddenly reacted.

What kind of police, he is a rich man, and he must have a bunch of bodyguards at home. Just call them out, beat them up, and then hand them over to the police uncle.

So Gu Qianchuan called his Lao Tzu back, and shouted at the first sentence: "Dad, help! Someone is going to kidnap me!"

……

In the evening, Purple Garden Villa.

Gu Mingqian sat on the sofa in the living room with a dark face, and when he saw Gu Qianchuan sitting opposite and coquettish with Lan Yu, he didn't get angry.

Thanks to the blessing of his own son, the two of them are famous in the magic capital today.

The three cars that Gu Qianchuan encountered during the day were originally the security team he sent out. thought that having them would be enough, but who knew that at a critical moment, he received a call from Gu Qianchuan again, and he really met the kidnappers.

Lao Gu was excited, and called Lan Yu again, saying that his son was kidnapped, and his bodyguards were not enough. Lan Yu blew up on the spot and urgently mobilized her company's security guards to save her son.

Gu Qianchuan's mother, Lan Yu, is not only a shareholder of Mingqian Group, but also runs a clothing brand. There are a lot of people under him, and the security guards are all spiritual guys who have retired from the army.

As a result, the security guard sent by Lan Yu encountered Gu Mingqian's bodyguard group head-on in the SJ area.

Both sides thought that the other party was a robber, and it was a big scene when they came up. Dozens of people blocked the road and beat each other, all trying to send each other to the police station. If it weren't for the ban on guns in China, I can't imagine what the consequences would be.

Raising his hand and rubbing his eyebrows, Gu Mingqian comforted himself slightly.

Fortunately, his son is fine, which can be regarded as a false alarm.

"What the hell are you doing during the day? I won't answer your calls!"

"Uh......"

Hearing Gu Mingqian's inquiry, Gu Qianchuan subconsciously shrunk his neck. But after thinking about it, I'm afraid of a hairy man? Dude did the right thing, and he didn't kill people and set fires.

So, a rich second generation sat up straight again, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "I'm going to hold a solo concert at the Modu Gymnasium." ”

That expression, that look, as if he was saying, "I'm going to have a meal," was casual.

"You...... Nonsense!"

When Gu Mingqian heard this, his nose was crooked.

When he said it from the secretary's mouth before, he still had a skeptical attitude, and he always felt that his son couldn't do such an outrageous thing. But now that I heard the person concerned admit it in person, the question marks in my mind turned into small lightning bolts and fell crackling.

The heir of a 100 billion group, he didn't do anything and went to a concert?

Nong's brain is wat!

Gu Mingqian didn't dare to imagine what expressions his old friends would use to look at him after they found out.

On the sofa opposite, a short-haired beauty wearing a goose-yellow velvet skirt also turned her head in surprise, grabbed Gu Qianchuan's hand and quipped softly: "You have a concert? Can you sing? Since you were a child, you have not been able to complete five tones!"

"Mom, when did that happen, I'm singing so well now, I don't believe I'll sing to you!"

Gu Qianchuan approached Lan Yu with a smile, took her arm, and opened his mouth to come up with a song "Only Mother is Good in the World". sang Lan Yu with a smile, praising his son for growing up and knowing that he loved his mother.

So Gu Mingqian's face darkened.

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