Mr. Gu's little darling is incredibly cool!

"Someone has already offered 100 million, and the bids will likely go even higher. It's not worth it."

It's not that I'm belittling the price of my own medicine, but rather that their prices are too high, and the money doesn't end up in my pocket, so it's a little painful.

Lu Qingyun clenched her fingers, looking thoughtfully at the security guards moving around her.

No, these people don't seem like security guards; they seem more like specially trained bodyguards.

Yuan Yu exclaimed, her tone filled with regret, "I was hoping to buy it and give it to my grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyu replied calmly, "I still have some."

Yuan Yu: Huh?

have what?

"No, my dear Qingqing, are you sure you're talking about the same person I'm talking about?"

Yuan Yu was now seriously doubting whether he had misheard.

Just as Lu Qingyun was about to answer, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Panic screams erupted throughout the stadium.

Elegant room.

Tang Qin, following Gu Jin's signal, quickly put on his night vision goggles and headed outside.

Zhou Ming looked at the computer screen, his eyebrows slightly raised. "These people definitely can't leave." After all, they had been preparing for this day for a long time.

Gu Jinming's gaze wasn't on those people; instead, it was fixed on Lu Qingyun. He pointed a pale finger at the screen and said in a calm tone, "Keep an eye on this person."

Ok?

Zhou Ming looked in the direction Gu Jinming pointed and saw only a handsome young man. He was puzzled. "Is there something wrong with him?"

Gu Jinming: "It looks somewhat familiar, it's better to keep an eye on it."

Although Zhou Ming found it strange, he still nodded in agreement.

familiar?

This boy... he doesn't seem familiar to him.

The hall was in complete chaos. The wealthy CEOs dropped their female companions and rushed out in droves.

The host and the girl in the cheongsam on stage were also stunned, but having seen many big occasions, they quickly calmed down.

The host shouted, "Don't push! There might be a problem with the circuit. Everyone, take it one at a time. There's a safety exit here."

The girl in the cheongsam hugged the medicine bottle tightly.

When chaos erupts, it's easy for people to take advantage of the situation and loot.

Someone had triggered the fire alarm inside, and someone shouted, "Fire! Fire inside!"

Upon hearing that there's a fire, who would want to stay put and slowly move forward? Naturally, everyone would try to squeeze out, because if you lose your life, you lose everything.

"Let's leave quickly."

Yuan Yu turned to look at Lu Qingjun.

Lu Qingyun saw several men approaching the girl in the cheongsam, and if she wasn't mistaken, they were carrying guns.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she cracked her knuckles as if she wanted to do something, but when she saw a few infrared beams not far from the platform, she slowly looked away.

She wouldn't join in the fun when the gods were fighting.

Seeing that Lu Qingyun had finally moved, Yuan Yu took advantage of the crowd, grabbed her hand, and walked out with the crowd.

After half an hour.

A coffee shop.

Lu Qingyun ate the pastries on her plate in small bites, while Yuan Yu looked down and replied to the message sent by her sister Yuan Yi.

Upon hearing about the fire at the auction house this afternoon, Yuan Yi immediately called her.

"It's really nothing. I was sitting near the exit, and I was out in no time. Besides, there was no fire inside at all. They're just making things up."

Yuan Yi called, and Yuan Yu didn't avoid Lu Qingyun. As soon as the call connected, she explained what had happened that afternoon.

Only after receiving Yuan Yu's repeated assurances did Yuan Yi feel relieved. After hanging up the phone, Yuan Yu picked up the cup next to her and took a few sips of coffee.

She looked at Lu Qingyun sitting opposite her and asked curiously, "Are you hiding from someone?"

Otherwise, why would she change clothes as soon as she came out?

No matter the style, Qingqing looks good in anything.

Lu Qingyun hummed in response, thinking about how to explain, "You can understand it that way too."

Seeing that she didn't seem too keen to talk about it, Yuan Yu didn't press her further.

The shop where the two were sitting was owned by a currently popular idol, and it was filled with his photos and played his albums.

The shop is two-story, with a cafe on the first floor and a barbecue restaurant on the second floor, which also offers a variety of pastries.

The people who come here for afternoon tea are mostly young women, and there are also quite a few students.

"Qingqing, do you know who this is?"

Yuan Yu pointed to the poster behind her and asked.

"Kota".

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yu raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Huh? Qingqing actually knows him?

"You know Kota too? Qingqing, you're a fan of his?"

Yuan Yu's tone was filled with barely concealed excitement.

It felt like I'd run into a family.

Lu Qingyun shook her head, "I'm not a fan, I've only heard of it."

For some reason, she could detect a hint of disdain in Qingqing's voice.

Yuan Yu chatted with her about Kota for a bit, and the high school students sitting next to her seemed quite interested, so what was originally a two-seater suddenly became a five-seater.

The three female students shared a table with Lu Qingyun and her friends.

Yuan Yu seems to be a fan of Kota, because once she starts talking about him, she just can't stop.

Lu Qingyun checked the time; it was four o'clock now, and it would be just right to go back around five o'clock.

"What? Kota is coming to Beijing for a concert next month?"

The girl with her hair in a bun was overjoyed to hear the news.

"Sister, is this news accurate?"

Yuan Yu held up a finger and shook it, "Absolutely accurate."

Lu Qingyun, who was drinking lemonade, raised her eyebrows when she heard Yuan Yu's words. She swiped her finger, opened someone's WeChat, and sent a message.

Kota, who was getting ready for her next performance, sat up straight when she heard the unusual ringtone.

The makeup artist was about to do his eyebrows when his sudden movement caused a mistake, and the eyebrow pencil drew a long line on his brow.

"Ah, Teacher Ke..."

"Fuck down!"

Kota burst out with the essence of Chinese culture.

Hearing this, his agent, Sister Tian, ​​raised an eyebrow and slapped him on the back of the head, saying, "What are you muttering all day long, you little brat?"

Kota was completely absorbed in her phone, exclaiming, "Sister Tian, ​​the master sent me a message!"

"Great God?"

"Correct."

Kota replied to Lu Qingyun's message on his phone, a smile playing on his lips, clearly indicating that he was in a good mood today.

Upon hearing the words "master," Sister Tian's eyebrows lit up with joy. She took out her phone and quietly turned on the camera. "Ke Bao, come on, look at the camera. Let's record a daily routine for our fans to see."

"Do you know how long it's been since your last video? Two months, a full two months. You've abandoned your fans for two months."

Taking advantage of Kota's good mood today, Sister Tian quickly recorded a vlog for him.

KT: [We will indeed be coming to Beijing next month, but it's not for a concert, just to record a music video.]

[Master, are you also in Beijing?]

[About the new song...]

【shy】

Lu Qingyun pursed her lips as she looked at the series of questions sent by Kota.