Super-rich: Spending money is just a job!

Tang Yulun handed Xiaomeng a copy of Sweetheart Queen's album, "This is it. Because the rule is that each person can only get one autograph this time, I can only ask you for this."

Judging from your expression, you're not a die-hard fan of the "Sweetheart Queen." You don't seem to have a specific need for a photo with her.

Xiaomeng shook her head. "No."

She hadn't planned to go out and join the fun, or get any autographs.

She only decided to join the queue because Tang Yulun said he could pay 5000 yuan for his services.

"That's good. When we're queuing up later, let's line up together and take the picture of both records together so I can report the expenses to the old man."

Xiao Meng was very surprised when Tang Yulun handed her the album. In this day and age, people still use CDs to listen to music?

These days, don't we just open music websites and listen to music directly?

Let's look at the price printed on the disc: 185 yuan?

So expensive? That's enough to buy several kilograms of good beef. Xiaomeng still unconsciously judged the price of goods by their food value.

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Xiaomeng felt that her first concert experience was a bit boring; it felt like spending the whole night in a karaoke box. Even before the concert ended, people were already leaving the box, and only those who wanted autographs or photos stayed.

Not long after, a waiter came in and told them to go out and take a photo and get an autograph from the "Sweetheart Queen".

Xiaomeng stood behind Tang Yulun, holding a CD, and joined the queue.

At this point, quite a few "amateur fans" appeared in the private room.

It seems that people are quite happy to take photos with celebrities.

When it was the delivery guy's turn, he pulled Xiaomeng along and asked the staff, "My friend and I are together, can we take a picture together?"

So the staff put them both in at the same time.

Inside the room where the group photo was taken, the group in front hadn't left yet.

That family seemed to be true fans of the "Sweetheart Queen," taking photos, getting autographs, and handing out handwritten letters. After a couple of minutes of this lively chatter, they were reluctantly led away by the staff.

Xiaomeng finally saw the real Sweetheart Queen, and to her surprise, she was even thinner in person than she had seen on the big screen on stage.

The beautiful older sister is very approachable and sweet; talking to her is like coaxing a child.

Tang Yulun greeted her with a smooth series of flattering moves, making the "Sweetheart Queen" giggle with delight.

She first signed the photo poster for Tang Yulun, then tilted her head and asked Xiaomeng, "Baby, what kind of autograph do you want?"

"Sweetheart, you look so beautiful. Could you please write this here?"

To Donnie: Wishing you eternal happiness! Love, my sweetheart.

Sweetheart seemed to know that Xiaomeng hadn't asked for the signature herself, so she gave Xiaomeng a coquettish glance, but still smiled and signed it for her.

Next, for the group photo, Tang Yulun and Xiaomeng handed their phones to the staff, standing on either side of the "Sweetheart Queen." One hand gave a thumbs-up, while the other held the poster and record to their chests like prizes.

Afterwards, they were led out of the room by staff and directed to leave via another passage.

Not long after, they met the people waiting outside at the exit. "Alan, over here."

The man who greeted Tang Yulun was a middle-aged man who looked like a business elite. He couldn't tell how old he was and looked very well-maintained.

"Uncle." Tang Yulun walked over, his face full of honesty.

"What? This is your uncle? Didn't you say your uncle was an old man?"

"This isn't an old man at all, he's clearly a handsome young man." Xiaomeng was genuinely surprised, so her voice rose slightly.

"Hahaha, Alan, your friend is quite the smooth talker."

"Did you get the autograph?" Tang Yulun's uncle asked him.

"I got it. Here's the autographed poster and CD. My friend helped me get the autograph on the CD."

"Well done, here, this is a tip for you, go play with your friends." Tang Yulun's uncle was in a good mood and gave each of them a stack of cash as a tip.

This is much more than Xiaomeng expected.

Wow, Uncle is so generous.

My uncle is young and has a great presence; if he stood next to the "Sweetheart Queen," they would definitely look like a match made in heaven.

After this very targeted flattery, Uncle Tang's smile was even harder to suppress than AK's.

He opened his wallet, took out a stack of pink bills, and stuffed them into Xiaomeng's hand without even counting them.

"You're such a smooth talker, kid. Alright, go play with Alan." Then the handsome uncle walked away with a smile, holding his autographed poster and CD.

"You're really ruthless! You're so good at flattering people, you're practically risking your life. Quick, count how much the old men in the back gave you!" Tang Yulun was immediately impressed by his new friend.

Xiaomeng calmly stuffed the bills, both large and small, into her handbag. "It doesn't matter how much it is, it's mainly Uncle's good intentions."

Xiaomeng never expected that while others paid to attend the concert, she not only didn't spend any money but also made money.

He earned more in one night than he would have earned in a year of working.

"Hey, what's this? Is it your uncle's business card?" Xiaomeng picked up a business card tucked between the banknotes.

"A director of Guangtang Grain and Oil Group Co., Ltd.? Wow, your uncle is really that capable. Guangtang Grain and Oil is a big group." Indeed, even a poor person like Xiaomeng has heard of such a group; it truly is a large corporation.

"It's alright, my grandfather is the chairman of the board," Tang Yulun boasted, pretending not to care.

"My apologies, my apologies, I never imagined you were such a young master." Xiaomeng praised him somewhat insincerely.

"No, I haven't even joined the company yet, I'm nothing." Tang Yulun awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

The two chatted for a while until they reached the end of the corridor. Finding that they got along quite well, they exchanged contact information and went their separate ways.