Chapter 120 The gossip of the bigwigs

The phone never hung up.

Qiu Wenwen kept ringing up lively noises.

Many people think that high-end places will be quiet, but this is not necessarily the case.

Celebrities also like to make a fuss and gag.

"Let's have a song, let's have a song."

"Mr. Qiu, just go up, what are you singing?"

Especially Qiu Wenwen, a beautiful girl, is still an entrepreneurial elite.

returned to Jianye, and was very famous in the small circle of entrepreneurs in Jianye.

"Today is a friend's birthday, but he doesn't have the habit of celebrating his birthday, he always forgets"

"I came up and wanted to sing him a birthday song, teacher, the music can begin."

A group of celebrities who boarded the Pearl cruise ship with Qiu Wenwen.

Seeing the delicate makeup on Qiu Wenwen's face, her pure and invincible face was filled with a bright smile.

It's intoxicating to look at.

Some poured themselves a few beers in a row.

I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me.

To have a family background, to have a background, to have a background, to have the ability and ability.

But no matter how much you pursue Qiu Wenwen, you can't get it.

And Qiu Wenwen is now on stage to sing a birthday song to a friend.

The tone is ambiguous and intimate, obviously a friend of the opposite sex.

Damn, it's amazing.

Many of the bigwigs in suits and leather shoes in the Pearl Hall got up and walked out together.

I went out to smoke together, and I don't know how many cigarettes I have to smoke to figure it out.

"Mr. Qiu is so beautiful, the friend she is worried about is really envious of the dead."

"can be favored by such an excellent female entrepreneur as Mr. Qiu, she must also be the dragon and phoenix among people, which young master is it estimated?"

"I think so, didn't Mr. Qiu start a business in Yanjing? Maybe it's the big guy in the Beijing circle."

"People are more popular than people, Mr. Qiu smiled at me, I can bump into the deer for a long time, and now people sing birthday songs to others."

On the other end of the phone, around the desk, there was a faint sound of discussion.

There is jealousy, emotion, and confusion and curiosity.

Gu Qian listened, but chuckled.

What is the unfathomable young master with an unfathomable background in the Beijing circle, he is a grassroots himself.

Qiu Wenwen sang him a birthday song.

In the eyes of those celebrity bosses, it is very happy.

But Gu Qian didn't have much mood fluctuations, and he was moved.

But only to be moved.

Qiu Wenwen also said on the phone, wishing herself a happy birthday.

Gu Qian didn't think much about it, and he didn't want to think much about what Qiu Wenwen meant.

He prefers to believe that Qiu Wenwen is giving him birthday wishes from the perspective of a friend.

Qiu Wenwen didn't ask him to go on the Pearl together, but sang him a birthday song over the phone.

also made Gu Qian feel that it should be like this.

It's useless to think about the west, Gu Qian doesn't want to recall those past events, and he also wants to say a word to Qiu Wenwen.

On the other end of the phone, Qiu Wenwen's sweet singing voice was still singing.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......

I have to say that a beautiful girl, who sings so well and is so capable, will definitely be appreciated by many men.

But these men do not include Gu Qian.

He and Qiu Wenwen are not suitable, and their personalities can't be run in, so there is no need to force it.

The relationship is pretty good now, and the two can occasionally make phone calls and joke about it.

Much better than being boyfriend and girlfriend.

Therefore, it is impossible for Gu Qian to resurrect from the ashes.

"Dude, buddy, is anyone there?"

So Gu Qian put down the fishing rod in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and called to the other side.

"Mr. Qiu didn't hang up the phone, which of you is going to pick it up?"

"I'll go, this person won't be the object of Mr. Qiu's birthday song, tsk, it's so romantic."

"I won't pick it up, Mr. Qiu won't pick my skin when he comes back."

"Okay, okay, I'm close, count me unlucky."

There was a quarrel on the other end of the phone, which made Gu Qian cry and laugh.

It's just a phone call, why are the bosses on the other side so entangled.

"Hey, hello, happy birthday, Mr. Qiu will come down in a while, just wait a minute."

The tone on the opposite side has the sour smell of lemon.

But more envy, jealousy, and hatred.

But these were not what Gu Qian wanted, he said lightly, "Don't wait for her to come down, I still have something to do here."

"Oh so, then what do you have to say to Mr. Qiu?" , the other side quickly got back Gu Qian's meaning.

"Well, you told her that you had a good time, your career is prosperous, and my friend here is also celebrating my birthday, so I won't call back."

In fact, no one celebrated Gu Qian's birthday.

Gu Qian himself forgot about this matter.

Qiu Wenwen was indeed the first to give Gu Qian's birthday wishes, and she still had the heart to sing a birthday song to Gu Qian on stage.

But Gu Qian didn't want to say something out of place.

Instead, it put an insurance lock on his current relationship with Qiu Wenwen.

It's good now, that's all.

"Oh, okay, okay."

Toot toot~

After Gu Qian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

At a table in the hall.

A group of bigwigs teased.

"You hung up on Mr. Qiu, and after a while, she came down, and you took the initiative to take the blame, it has nothing to do with us."

"Okay, you old foxes, all of them are non-stick."

The young boss who answered the phone just now wasn't really angry.

Instead, there was a sudden gossip.

"Eh, let me tell you, Mr. Qiu can't be in a crush."

"Go, go, listen to your nonsense, Mr. Qiu doesn't only have her company in his mind, I asked her to travel to Turkey some time ago, and she pushed it all."

"That's right, Mr. Qiu is white and rich, he is still a rich generation, he is a wealthy family, and he still has a crush, what do you think, you lose money and lose your brain."

"If you don't believe it, no matter how good Mr. Qiu is, she is a little girl in her early twenties."

As soon as these words came out, a bunch of bigwigs on the table fell silent.

No one answered the stubble anymore.

The old foxes, with ghosts in their hearts, each made their own wishful thinking.

After a while, he looked at Qiu Wenwen's mobile phone.

If Qiu Wenwen is really in a crush.

What kind of background does the other party have? It's not a princely general.

What kind of prince will Xiangning have?

Several of the bigwigs on the seat are also about thirty years old, and they have long passed the age of hot-blooded young people.

thought it was Liu Bang of the Western Han Dynasty who beat Xiang Yu, it was already a modern society.

"Happy Birthday to You~"

After Qiu Wenwen finished singing, she stepped down to applause.

Before he sat down, a big guy got up and grabbed it directly.

"Mr. Qiu, come, I'll toast you."

Qiu Wenwen was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know what kind of reputation the other party, a rich man who was a brokerage company, was doing.

But he still picked up the goblet on the table, smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Wu is too polite, what do you mean by that?"

"Mr. Qiu's status, he can sing birthday songs to his friends so hard, he is definitely a person who values love and righteousness."

"I'm a little confused, Mr. Wu."

Qiu Wenwen chuckled.

And several other bigwigs at the table were robbed of the opportunity and drank with each other angrily.

"Aren't you going to make a web series? I have invested in poor funds, and with a partner like you, I can rest assured that we can make money together."

The scene is very nice.

Qiu Wenwen has long been accustomed to the glass change in Vanity Fair.

The other party suddenly changed his mind because he sang a birthday song?

Where is the profitable point for the other side.

Qiu Wenwen couldn't figure it out, so she didn't care.

It was a big deal.

She just wanted to chat with Gu Qian now.

But I was told that the phone had been hung up.

said to the other end of the phone, and left her a message, "I wish her a happy time and a prosperous career."

Qiu Wenwen couldn't see any expression on her face, she took a lighter from the table, a pack of cigarettes who didn't know who.

She didn't know the brand, it was called Gauloises.

She walked outside and leaned against the railing.

The night wind blew her hair.

Sparks surged, and white smoke rose into the sky like thoughts.

She coughed violently.

It was her first time smoking.

But she seems to like the taste.

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