Chapter 8 Selling Yourself, Not Your Show

The manager personally led Chu Xia to No. 1202 for the first time, Chu Xia didn't understand why the manager had a different humility than usual, but she guessed with a woman's natural sixth sense that the person in this room was definitely a character, either rich or expensive.

"Good evening, gentlemen, Miss Chuxia is here. The manager's deliberately disguised voice reminded Chu Xia of her mother San in the TV series, and she pouted, so what did she become?

"Please come in, please come in. Hearing the voices of a few men in early summer, she looked around, every man in this must be worth a lot of money, because each of the lines on them is not less than five digits, but fortunately, looking at their temperament, they don't look like those nouveau riche, she doesn't want to listen to those turtles talk about their family history, and then spit and ask you to play his sister to you on the bow of the boat, he will be determined to yell in a place that is not in tune with you, and then finally don't forget to take your hand obscenely and ask you:" Doesn't it sound good?" Whenever that time comes, I have the heart to scold my mother in early summer.

With a polite smile, she greeted them one by one, her eyes were clear and warm, and slowly, the gentlemen in it also returned the salute gently, until a person with his back to her slowly turned his head, the blood of early summer was cold again, she forgot how she had made that elegant expression just now, and now she was thinking about nitroglycerin again.

"Mr. Ou is rarely here, I will arrange the dishes. "The manager's skills are very good.

Ou Jinyu was extremely polite, but he didn't nod his head warmly in thanks, his face was still so lazy, disdainful of everything, as if there was nothing he cared about in this world, his face looked at Chu Xia who stood there without any expression, but there was a scherzo in his eyes that only Chu Xia could see.

The manager retreated appropriately, and someone politely asked Chu Xia to sit down, but Ou Jinyu never spoke to her, as if they never knew each other, Chu Xia sat down stiffly, covering her face with the piano in her hand, and the cover at the moment was not playing something like holding the pipa and half covering her face, but she was holding the pipa as a shield, she didn't expect him to come here, she didn't expect her to be this reaction, didn't she want to receive his call in her heart? She suddenly remembered the allusion of Ye Gong Haolong, maybe she would be Ye Gong.

Ou Jinyu played with a lighter in her hand, opening and closing, opening and closing, early summer watched the flame ignite and extinguish, her heart seemed to be burning on the fire, she didn't dare to look at his face, but she was still thinking, when did he start smoking, he never smoked before, he used to bite his lip β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’ early summer, yes, she also knew that it was before, five years, five years will change a lot, how can he not change.

The box was dull because of the sudden early summer, and everyone didn't know what to say or not to say, because at this moment, Ou Jinyu's face couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, this group of people was related to the Ou Group, so Ou Jinyu's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, they couldn't help but see it in their eyes, they couldn't help but remember it, they didn't want to offend him, the prince, and besides, since he was the prince, sooner or later he would ascend the throne, and then all their interests would come from the person in front of them.

Someone said, "Miss Chu, let's play a song." ”

In the early summer, he nodded, but he chose the work in Lin Hai's pipa album, called Du Hongchen, in the world, rolling red dust, floating in the dust for thousands of years, looking for a side of tranquility, looking for thousands of feelings, early summer played devotedly, everyone listened to it and was fascinated, calm down, there are still people who did not forget to shoot Ou Jinyu's fart, and said with a smile: "Miss Chu doesn't know, our Ou Shao likes the pipa the most, and it is very elegant." ”

Chu Xia nodded, she knew, but she knew even more that what he liked was the person who played the pipa back then, the woman who was now married to a foreign country.

Ou Jinyu still didn't answer, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

At this time, someone handed over a large glass of wine, and Chu Xia looked at it suspiciously, but he said, "Miss Chu, let's have a drink." ”

She looked at the large glass full of wine, and thought to herself, even red wine does not have such a way to drink, this is wine, not water.

Seeing that she didn't answer his words with an indifferent expression, the man was a little embarrassed, and snorted lightly and said, "THIS IS PETRUS, THE KING OF WINE IN THE BORDEAUX REGION, AND THE PRICE IS NOT CHEAP, I'M AFRAID THAT MISS CHU CAN'T DRINK IT USUALLY!"

What does this sentence mean by angering Chu Xia? Does it mean that I have no money? I have no money, but I have dignity, and I am not a wine accompaniment, so why do I have to listen to you, and say with a breath: "It's a pity that such a noble thing is in the hands of such an innoble person." ”

The man didn't seem to expect her to suddenly go berserk, and all he said was, "You'β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’"

Ou Jinyu looked at the mouth that suddenly became clever in early summer with interest, he suddenly felt that it was worth turning out the sticky note paper that was about to be forgotten today, and today when the second-rate female star said willfully: "Yu, you see this watch is broken, people don't care, people want to be intact, you buy it for othersβ€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’"

His brows slowly twisted into everything, and when the last "la" word came out, he knew that he was tired of that woman, although it was only a month, but she had already reached the time to leave, he thought about it carefully, too, the woman around him never seemed to be more than a month, and a month was the shelf life of this kind of food for women, and he replied lightly: "Of course this will not be given to you." "Actually, his subtext is, you're no longer worth it for me to buy anything for you.

Watching the little star leave in a huff, he had an indescribable ease, and the broken watch seemed to remind something, "I will compensate β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’", he suddenly remembered the woman, but he never remembered what her face looked like, because in his mind, every woman's face was blurred, and today he inexplicably wanted to see what the girl looked like that day.

"What can you do with this drink?" the man was still more serious than early summer.

Chu Xia tilted her chin and said, "It can't be anything, but let me tell you, Miss Ben plays the piano, not sings." Even in ancient times, I was a prostitute and not an artist!"

Before she could understand what was going on, she heard Ou Jinyu's cold voice penetrate everyone's laughter: "Selling yourself or not selling your art?