Chapter 1223: Born Singer (Part 3)
But in an instant, Hua Huai’s face was filled with concern: "Xiao Meng, what are you saying? I couldn’t find you yesterday, you know how worried I was. You’re a young woman, I was very concerned about you..."
This kid is performing some act, he should go directly into acting, that Oscar would knock him dead.
Chuzheng glanced at the missed call reminder on her phone: "Seven-thirty in the morning, worried about me?"
"..."
Hua Huai wanted to ask what really happened last night, but Chuzheng gave him no chance, slamming the door in his face.
Hua Huai was restless.
Did she find out something?
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Hua Huai walked out of the neighborhood, brows furrowed, completely puzzled.
Just then, Young Master Liang called again.
"Young Master Liang..."
Young Master Liang’s voice was a bit hoarse: "Where is she? It’s been hours already! Where is she!!"
Hua Huai tried to explain: "Young Master Liang, I..."
But Young Master Liang didn’t give him a chance, almost roaring in anger: "Hua Huai, I’m telling you, unless that woman comes here herself and kneels to apologize, don’t expect things to go well for you!"
Hua Huai felt a deep sense of dread.
He had just gotten such an opportunity...
Hua Huai gritted his teeth: "Rest assured, Young Master Liang, just give me a little more time."
He hung up the phone, now ignoring his manager’s situation, wanting only to quickly appease Young Master Liang, so nothing falls through.
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In the afternoon, Hua Huai came to knock on the door again, but Chuzheng didn’t open it. The annoyed neighbor came out and angrily scolded him, leaving Hua Huai no choice but to leave dejected.
Chuzheng was busy looking for a music studio and had no time to care about Hua Huai’s antics.
"Miss Meng, to be honest, if it weren’t for personal reasons, I wouldn’t really want to part with this studio..."
The man showing Chuzheng around looked regretful, trying hard to raise the price.
Chuzheng calmly toured the entire premises; the place was well-equipped, with a studio and practice rooms fully furnished, and advanced equipment.
It’s said that a rich second-generation person initially set it up, but lost interest, and the current owner took over, resulting in mismanagement and facing closure.
Chuzheng finished negotiations with the other party and signed the contract.
Chuzheng got the keys and was prepared to stroll back, but King’s Account wasn’t planning to let her off.
[Main task: Please acquire a car worth no less than one million dollars within two hours.]
Chuzheng: "??"
What the hell!!
[Miss, we need to set ourselves up properly! Otherwise, how can we do well as a manager!]
Chuzheng: "..."
Buy!
It’s just a car!
I’ve even bought a building; what’s a car!
Chuzheng hailed a cab to the nearby car dealership, hands in pockets, walking in coolly and defiantly.
Today it seemed there was an event at the shop, lots of people, and nobody even came to greet her upon entering.
"Yo, isn’t this our Manager Meng?"
A man and a woman approached from the front, not noticing them, but the woman suddenly spoke.
Chuzheng raised her head to look, the woman appeared around twenty-three or twenty-four, with large, wavy hair, dazzling makeup, and bright red lips curled in a taunting arc.
Beautiful like an internet celebrity, she wouldn’t stand out in a crowd of influencers.
Chuzheng searched the original owner’s memory for this person’s information.
Li Lingling, an artist signed to the original owner’s company, mixed somewhat better than Hua Huai.
When Hua Huai first joined the company, Li Lingling was very warm to him, obviously interested in Hua Huai but was blocked by the original owner a few times.
The original owner was gorgeous and Hua Huai’s manager, hence, Li Lingling bore a grudge against the original owner.
The man she’s clung to, Chuzheng recognized too, Zhu Gaohui, a company president, currently hot with Li Lingling.
"Manager Meng, here to check out cars?" Li Lingling clicked her tongue, her gaze disdainful: "Does Manager Meng have the money to buy?"
Chuzheng’s expression was cold: "What’s it to you?"
"Lingling, who’s this?" Zhu Gaohui wasn’t one of those greasy, beer-belly middle-aged men, instead, he appeared elegant, with the air of a successful person.
Yet when he looked at Chuzheng, there was a hint of obscurity, discreetly sizing her up from head to toe.
That look, like picking something out from the market.
Li Lingling knew exactly what Zhu Gaohui was thinking, she laughed and said: "Our company’s manager."
"Manager?" Zhu Gaohui was distinctly disappointed.
Li Lingling held Zhu Gaohui tighter: "Manager Meng, if you want to buy a car and don’t have enough money, I can lend you some, so Hua Huai doesn’t have to find a car at the last minute when heading out."
Hua Huai wasn’t popular, the company didn’t value him, hence they never supplied him with a car.
Chuzheng glanced over and casually said: "Lend me ten million first."
Li Lingling: "..."
Li Lingling choked for a moment; she intended to humiliate Chuzheng a bit, but didn’t expect her to actually take advantage of it.
"I dare to lend; do you dare to take?" Li Lingling gritted her teeth, refusing to be outdone: "How will you repay it?" She really dared to lend a million!
Chuzheng stated calmly: "You lend it to me first, repaying it is my problem."
Li Lingling: "..."
Damn it!
Li Lingling cursed internally.
She didn’t have ten million!
"If you can’t lend me money, don’t block my way."
"You..."
Li Lingling stomped her foot in anger.
"Your company’s manager is quite intriguing." Zhu Gaohui watched Chuzheng’s departing figure thoughtfully.
Li Lingling frowned and playfully called: "Boss Zhu, didn’t you promise to gift me a car?"
"I’ll gift, I’ll gift." Zhu Gaohui seemed in good spirits.
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Li Lingling kept an eye on Chuzheng, seeing that she lingered before a certain car for a while, she immediately dragged Zhu Gaohui over, eager to provoke Chuzheng.
Of course, Zhu Gaohui was interested in observing a pretty woman longer, and naturally didn’t refuse.
Chuzheng seemed intent on buying this car.
This car looked ordinary, parked in a corner, and didn’t get much attention.
A salesperson appeared out of nowhere, talking with Chuzheng.
"Boss Zhu, I think this car looks nice." Li Lingling didn’t look at the price and directly tugged Zhu Gaohui’s hand to act coy.
Li Lingling didn’t really think the car looked nice, but she just wanted to spite Chuzheng.
She subconsciously assumed Chuzheng couldn’t afford it; given how she and Hua Huai fared, she couldn’t afford a car.
"Then we’ll buy it." Zhu Gaohui gestured to the salesperson by Chuzheng: "I want this car."
"Sorry sir, this lady here first..."
Li Lingling straightened, arrogantly asked the salesperson: "Has she paid?"
The salesperson hesitated: "...Not yet."
Li Lingling looked at Chuzheng provocatively, raising her voice deliberately: "Since she hasn’t, why can’t we buy it?"
"But..."
The salesperson was at a loss when the manager saw Zhu Gaohui and hurried over.
"Mr. Zhu, when did you get here! It’s busy today, sorry I didn’t notice you."
Zhu Gaohui was apparently a regular here, as the manager recognized him.
"Which car caught Mr. Zhu’s eye?"