I'm a scumbag of billions of heirs

Chapter 73 Mistaking Master Ting for a Big Boss

When Zhu Long received this text message, he was at a loss.

His hand holding the phone was shaking, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

accepted?
Did the boss agree to come to his song conference?

It's great, it's great, I'm finally going to meet the boss.

Zhu Long was so happy that you were like a child, and after you came to your senses, you collapsed and jumped in the room.

"I agree, the boss agrees."

"Boss is really coming, I'm so happy."

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In the studio, Zhu Long had to repeat this sentence when he saw a familiar person.

However, while Zhu Long's manager was happy, there was a trace of thought in his eyes.

Just now, the boss had already refused, why did he agree now? What made him change his mind?

Tan Wanzheng agreed to come to the press conference, and Zhu Long and his manager started to make arrangements when they were excited.

This is their VIP, tantamount to Zhu Long's reborn parents, so naturally they can't be neglected.

On the same day, Zhu Long and his manager drove the invitation letter to the address on the big brother's text message.

The boss asked to mail the invitation letter, but they naturally dare not actually mail it, and they must deliver it in person to be considered sincere.

"Zhu Long, let's go, send it over early."

"Send me the address, and I'll navigate."

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The agent didn't plan to use a driver, he planned to drive there by himself.

It is not a secret in the industry that the big guy writes songs for Zhu Long. Many people envy Zhu Long for having such a mysterious big songwriter.

Every song written by that boss can be called a classic, and the first one is a swan song.

Only then has Zhu Long's position in the entertainment circle been determined.

Such a genius, whoever gets it is lucky, as long as someone who can sing, he can be praised if he gets those lyrics.

What's so difficult about being a king and queen?

Everyone in the entertainment industry is envious of Zhu Long. Even the agency that Zhu Long signed with is exploring this secret, wanting to know who is the person who provided Zhu Long with lyrics and music.

It's a pity that Zhu Long himself doesn't know who it is. Before he was popular, he was just a resident singer of a band.

In order to make ends meet, he sang in the bar street every day.

His email address and mobile phone number have always been public, just hoping to have the opportunity to become famous.

Suddenly one day he received a text message on his mobile phone, asking him to find someone in his current agency and sign a contract.

But Zhu Long thought it was a prank, so he went there with the mentality of trying.

On that day he became an official star, but the agency made him have to come up with a few lyrics and music that could be sold and released an album within a month.

During that time, it was simply hell for Zhu Long.

Seeing that the agreed time was coming, the lyrics and music he made were not new, and he himself was not satisfied.

At that time, he answered a phone call.

The other party used a voice changer when calling, and the mysterious person wanted to cooperate with him. The mysterious person wrote a song for him and sold it to him for 100 million yuan.

But Zhu Long is poor and white, how can there be 100 million, isn't that a joke?
His first feeling was that it was a prank, and he refused decisively.

The next day, he received several lyrics and music in his mailbox, and there was a postscript: "You are allowed to pay half a year in arrears, and the money will be transferred to this account within half a year."

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Even after so many years, Zhu Long can still recall his feelings when he saw those songs.

It's the same feeling as knowing the big brother agreed to him to attend the press conference at this moment.

Delighted, shocked, incredible.

Holding the phone, Zhu Long was in a daze for a while, his mind was filled with every detail of how he got along with the boss all these years.

Although he has never met the boss, in Zhu Long's mind, the boss is his relative, a beacon that gives him light and guides his direction.

Brother Qian, the manager, tilted his head, looked at a superstar who was already dumbfounded with his mobile phone, and shook his head.

"Address, send me the address."

"If you stay in a daze, I'm afraid the invitation letter won't be delivered today."

"."

"Oh, okay, post it now."

"Here we go."

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Looking at the reckless young man, Qian Qian blushed again.

Is this still the King Zhu that fans are familiar with?
Over the years, Qian Qian watched Zhu Long walk all the way, it was really not easy, every step was very difficult, and he was reborn many times.

These experiences have created Zhu Long's cold and indifferent personality. His emotions are usually well restrained and never expressed.

At any time, he always has the image of a gentle, refined and modest son, but in fact, those who are familiar with Zhu Long know that it is a kind of indifference that radiates from the bottom of his heart.

He was so indifferent that no one could catch his eyes.

Laughter is just an expression, a tool of disguise.

But at the moment Zhu Long's emotions are serious, and his nervousness is also serious.

With trembling hands, he sent the address to Qian Qian.

At first, Qian Qian didn't take it seriously, copied the address in WeChat, and then opened Qiandu Map.

When I pasted it and started searching for the address, I was stunned.

In an instant, his back stiffened, and his eyes were filled with shock.

This was even more shocking than knowing that the boss was going to attend Zhu Long's press conference. He lowered his head and stared at the phone screen, as if he wanted to stare at the screen to make a hole.

How could this be?
How could it be here?Is something wrong?
Could it be that the boss made a joke with Zhu Long?
Excited and excited, Zhu Long didn't pay attention to the changes in his manager, Brother Qian, and always had a faint smile on his face.

"Brother Qian, let's go, let's go to the parking lot and send the invitation letter to the boss early."

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At this moment, Qian Qian was still in shock, holding his mobile phone and following Zhu Long to the parking lot.

Get in the car, open the door, start the car.

This series of actions Qian Qian is very wooden, like a machine.

As soon as Zhu Long got into the car, he urged: "Brother Qian, let's go, let's go."

"I'm really excited, I'm going to see the boss soon."

"Ha ha."

Zhu Long sat in the back seat of the nanny's car, and chuckled softly as he spoke.

The laughter brought Qian Qian back to reality, but his heart was still hanging and did not fall.

He turned his head and took a complicated look at Zhu Long.

"Look at the address given by the boss again. Did he play a joke on us?"

"I didn't intend to come to the press conference."

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Zhu Long bowed his head, and while opening the text message on his mobile phone, he whispered, "What's wrong with the address, is there a problem?"

"Let me see"

The next moment, Zhu Long was speechless, his whole body was petrified, and he couldn't move.

Shock!

Really shocked.

Could it be that the address is wrong?

The boss really made a harmless joke?

But soon, Zhu Long put away his thoughts, and when he spoke again, his emotions were completely restrained.

"Brother Qian, I'll call again and ask."

"Boss may have sent the wrong address."

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Zhu Long talked with the boss on the phone, and he didn't have much contact with him, but he knew the boss, and he was a straightforward and straightforward person.

He doesn't make jokes like that.

Subconsciously, Zhu Long automatically defines Tan Wanzheng's character as a man.

Yes, it is a man. If a woman can't write that kind of majestic lyrics, and doesn't have those visions, she won't understand men so well.

Zhu Long called Tan Wanzheng again.

Qin Wanzheng was sitting on the sofa at the moment, playing games with her mobile phone in her hand.

When Master Ting was not at home, Tan Wanzheng was a rice bug, not to mention how pleasant it was.

In this strange world, she lives more easily, and has already integrated with this world.

That hand game is also played superbly.

The phone rang and her game interface froze.

After glancing at the caller ID, Tan Wanzheng opened the Voice Changing app and connected the call.

"Is something wrong?"

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The voice was cold, with a bit of impatience.

She is fighting on the battlefield, and the opponent's two people have already lost their blood. As long as she uses another big move, she will definitely kill twice.

I don't know, taking off my pants and being interrupted halfway, I'm naturally in a bad mood.

Tan Wanzheng's voice was so cold that Zhu Long was stunned, and said cautiously, "Boss, did you give the wrong mailing address?"

"Wrong? Wait."

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Snapped!
Tan Wanzheng simply hung up the phone again. Instead of rushing to reply to the message, she clicked into the game and continued playing for 10 minutes.

In these 10 minutes, she experienced a fight.

"Too poor to beg for food" Zhou Yu who killed the opponent.

"Too poor to beg for food" double kill.

Five kills
game over.

A system sound came from the phone, and Tan Wanzheng's character was trying to turn the tide in the game.

When she answered the phone just now, the enemy had a tendency to turn defeat into victory, and her four pig teammates couldn't resist the opponent's attack at all.

【It's over! 】

【Lost! 】

[Where is the god who is too poor to beg for food?Shouldn't it be disconnected? 】

【Losing, we can only lose without a great god. 】

[My round just happened to be in the protection round. I thought it was a match with the "poor beggar" master, so I entered the round steadily.Hey, this is a mess. 】

When Tan Wanzheng clicked into the game, the computer screen was full of our chat records.

After Tan Wanzheng left, the group of pig teammates were beaten to pieces and gave up resistance.

The enemy went straight to Huanglong and hit their base.

At this moment, the characters in Tan Wanzheng's game moved.

A bloodthirsty smile curled up on the corner of her mouth: "Dare to rush to my aunt's base camp?"

"court death."

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Next is the scene just now, Tan Wanzheng wiped out the entire team by herself.

At this time, the group of pig teammates hadn't reacted yet, and stood there dumbfounded.

A few minutes later, their mobile phone showed that the game was over.

A big win is displayed in the center of the phone screen.

Immediately, Mulla clicked and returned to the room, unexpectedly, the other three people also came back, but the figure of the Great God was not seen.

At this time, they began to sigh with emotion.

【Awesome】

[Too poor to beg for food, the god is so fucking awesome, we won by lying down. 】

[Of course, that's a great god, the number one person on the list. 】

[Three lives are lucky to be able to play a game with the Great Master, Papa Ma really loves me. 】

[Are you sure you are playing the game together, not watching the battle? 】

[Brother, ten thousand points of damage. 】

【.】

After Tan Wanzheng's game ended, she directly withdrew.

She opened the text message and glanced at the message sent in the morning, her eyes were full of doubts.

That's the address, yes.

Immediately, she was too lazy to type and sent a location directly.

The few minutes Tan Wanzheng spent playing the game seemed as long as a century to Zhu Long and Qian Qian.

Qian Qian thought it was a joke made by the boss.

At the beginning, Zhu Long was sure that the boss is not a person who can joke, but as time passed, he was a little shaken in his heart.

Could it be that the boss really made a harmless joke with him?

The boss is really naughty.

Even though Zhu Long thought he was tricked by the boss, he still didn't feel any anger, just regret.

I can't meet the boss again, and I don't know when I will be able to see the true face of the boss.

"Brother Qian, go back to your residence."

"I'm a little tired."

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There was also a look of disappointment in Qian Qian's eyes, and he started the car to take Zhu Long back to his apartment in the city center.

At this moment, Zhu Long's cell phone rang again.

He casually clicked on the message, and was excited to see it.

Snapped!
The phone fell to the ground, and the shock in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

When he opened his mouth, his voice trembled: "Brother Qianqian, the boss has sent you a position."

"."

Zhu Long's cell phone fell to the front, and Qian Qian bent down to pick it up.

"Let me see."

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Seeing this, the expression on Qian Qian's face became extremely serious.

That location is really "Lanting No. [-]".

The King of Lou in the Yanjing villa is a place beyond the reach of many people.

Even if you have money and power, you may not be able to live in that place.

Many people know Lanting No. [-] in Yanjing, and they also know that the people who live there are either rich or noble.

But precisely because Lanting No. [-] is a special existence, it has been covered with a veil of mystery.

When Zhu Long and Qian Qian saw the address of "Lanting No. [-]", they would subjectively think that the boss posted the wrong location, or made a small joke with them.

After Zhu Long confirmed again, it was still the same address.

Now, both of them were shocked.

Is it true?
The boss really lives in "Lanting No. [-]"?
Along the way, the two of them didn't speak, and the shock was not suppressed. Qian Qian concentrated on driving and didn't dare to think too much.

Zhu Long was in a daze with concentration.

"Brother Qian, it is said that "Lanting No. [-]" is the residence of that person."

"Tell me, is that the big guy who wrote songs for me? Is it?"

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squeak.
Qian Qian slammed on the brakes, and the two bodies were affected by inertia, and they rushed forward, but were bounced back by the seat belts.

After going back and forth, my head started to feel dizzy, and I finally got back my thoughts.

But this didn't hinder them from thinking at all, and they both saw the panic in the other's eyes.

It's him?

How could it be him?
Both of them have a name in their hearts that they dare not say, because they are afraid of bumping into that noble person.

Things that Zhu Long never dreamed of.

Lord Ting?

Could it be Master Ting?For that transcendent existence in Yanjing, even the dignitaries of Yanjing respectfully call him "Lord Ting".

For a moment, Zhu Long's eyes turned red.

Unable to control his emotions any longer, he howled and cried in his seat.

(End of this chapter)