After a brief exchange of pleasantries at the door, a group of people entered the room.

Walk through the lavishly decorated main villa to the banquet hall at the rear of the villa.

At this time, Zhang Jing knew that this time it was another college party, and one of Liang Mingyu's grandsons was admitted to Nanjia University.

Unexpectedly, Chen Lu and her band were also there.

Chen Lu is the lead singer, and the other five are musicians.

Because the party time had just arrived at eight o'clock and the performance had not yet started, the grandson, who had been admitted to the University of Southern California, was talking to Chen Lu.

Chen Lu also saw Zhang Jing at the temporarily arranged stage, because it was someone else's territory, the two did not say hello.

Parties are a common self-service style abroad.

The food is placed in a countertop similar to a C-shaped island, where the chef prepares the food on the spot.

According to the normal routine, before the party started, Liang Mingyu gave a speech.

Because the bones of the eldest son and eldest grandson are not cold, Liang Mingyu's speech mood is relatively cold.

"This party should be held in a month," Liang Mingyu said in a heavy tone as he looked at his family and guests, "Because of the changes in the family, it has been postponed now, thank you for cheering, please eat and drink well."

At the scene, except for Zhang Jing and the Liang family, no one else knew what the so-called 'change' was.

What is certain is that the host does not say, the guest does not ask, there is not so strong curiosity.

If you have, you have to hold on.

Then the music sounds, and the live-action version is played and sung.

Chen Lu's voice is cute, her people are beautiful, and her music is cheerful.

Zhang Jing saw that Liang Mingyu didn't take care of himself for the time being, so he took the initiative to walk to the C-shaped operating table, picked up a glass of champagne, and drank it all.

"Mr. Zhang." Liang Mingyu's grandson Ryazan, who is the protagonist of today, came to say hello.

"I've seen a lot of your news, including the protection of tenants at the Dohi Hotel, the rescue of the Doctor, the recruitment of the homeless, the holding of a bomb, the fight in the ring, etc., which are very cool."

"Thank you," Zhang Jing said politely, "Congratulations on your admission to the University of Southern California, it's amazing."

"Yes," Ryazan said with an excited expression on his face, "I didn't expect that I wanted to be a great actor."

Zhang Jing smiled, but he didn't agree in his heart, because of the emergence of AI movies, actors, screenwriters, and directors will most likely be laid off in the future.

It's hard to say whether Hollywood will exist in the future.

At this time, how much can't you think about learning actors?

Ryazan didn't realize the horror of AI, and happily chatted with Zhang Jing, "The University of Southern California has produced many big names, and becoming alumni with them is also something I look forward to."

"Congratulations," Zhang Jing raised his glass, "The dream has just started, and the future has infinite possibilities."

"By the way," Ryazan asked Zhang Jing rhetorically, "which school did Brother Zhang graduate from?"

"Three-way Technical College."

Tsinghua University is PBC Institute of Technology.

Wuhan University is Luojiashan Vocational and Technical College.

The question is, which is Sanchakou Technical College???

Just when Ryazan was puzzled.

A silver-haired, unpleasant-looking woman approached and said, "Did I bother you?"

"No," Ryazan greeted politely, "Grandma."

Obviously, this is Liang Mingyu's wife.

Although Zhang Jing didn't know the other party, he had to take the initiative to greet him, "Hello senior."

"I have something to talk to Zhang Jing," the woman surnamed Feng looked at her grandson, "You go somewhere else."

Ryazan should be leaving.

"Is there anything you need us to help with?" Seeing her grandson turn to leave, the woman surnamed Feng looked at Zhang Jing again.

Zhang Jing had nothing to do with the other party, and excused himself: "I have a friend's father who is in prison in Zone D, and I want him to be released from prison early."

"It depends, what do you go to jail for?"

"The head of Dali Temple in Shanshui City...

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"I know what you said," Feng Qiuju said without waiting for Zhang Jing to finish, "a builder who has molested many underage girls for a long time;

The light sentence of the other party is only five years, and there is a cat behind it, and the head of Dali Temple was arrested three years later."

Zhang Jing was speechless, what he wanted to say was not about this matter, anyway, it was about the same, nodding.

"What are you going to give?"

"500,000 meters."

"It's not enough," Feng Qiuju, who was full of silver hair and didn't look easy to get along with, shook her head, "It will take at least 2 million meters."

Zhang Jing didn't mean to save people, so he shook his head and refused to trade.

Seeing Zhang Jing so deducted, Feng Qiuju reminded, "You can try to bargain."

"My friend only has 500,000 meters."

Feng Qiuju didn't want to say more, so she left Zhang Jing and left.

It stands to reason that Zhang Jing should leave at this time, because of Chen Lu, he decided to be cheeky and stay until the end.

It takes a lot of courage to do so.

Originally, it was a small circle gathering, and Zhang Jing stayed at the scene, obviously feeling redundant.

Fortunately, Zhang Jing has seen all scenes, and firmly believes that as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

Eating and drinking by herself until Chen Lu finished singing five songs, she and her companions packed up their things and prepared to leave.

Ryazan liked Chen Lu, who looked silly and cute, and stepped forward to talk to him again and asked for contact information.

asked Chen Lu to sing, and the agent he contacted could not directly contact Chen Lu himself.

This is an industry rule.

Unless the company allows it, artists are not allowed to directly negotiate cooperation and price with customers.

That is to say, Ryazan does not have Chen Lu's private number.

Chen Lu has a warm and cheerful personality, did not refuse Ryazan's request, and added Facebook friends with the other party.

However, Ryazan was not satisfied with getting the number and asked, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

"My schedule is full of companies," Chen Lu said embarrassedly, "After a day's work, I'm basically tired, so I don't have time."

"That's right," Ryazan asked Chen Lu, thinking that his family had money, "what conditions do you need to sign a contract?"

Chen Lu shook her head, "No conditions are acceptable."

"What do you mean?" Ryazan asked rhetorically.

"Because it takes 1 billion meters to terminate the contract."

Ryazan: "..."

Zhang Jing laughed beside him, turned around and left the party first, leaving the main house of the villa.

There were two bodyguards with guns at the door.

Regardless of them, Zhang Jing walked towards the maple parking lot more than twenty meters away.

Sitting back in the car and making sure that the beautiful big rooster had completed the task, Zhang Jing felt that the trip was worthwhile.

About five minutes have passed.

Chen Lu walked out of the villa with the piano case and his friends.

Zhang Jing started the car and lit the headlights.

Chen Lu noticed that Zhang Jing was waiting for him, gave up walking with his friends, and sat in someone's passenger seat.

Without waiting for Zhang Jing to say anything, Chen Lu said to himself, "I haven't forgotten the good things I said before;

So far, I have worked under Mr. Qu, and my total income is about 150,000 meters, and I will divide 20% of your income according to the agreement, so go find an ATM."

At the Zhencheng Night Market, Chen Lu was persuaded to accept the brokerage sign.

As a result, Chen Lu thought that Zhang Jing was plotting against her, so she proposed to ask her for 2% of her income to make her behavior reasonable.

Taking a closer look at Chen Lu, Zhang Jing drove her away from No. 199 Lower Rancho Community, and took her mobile phone when she passed by the door.

Of course.

This phone definitely can't be used a second time, someone may implant something in it.