From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 221
Chapter 221: 105 Desire to Capture (an update)_3
Translator: 549690339
Ming Jing shook her head, “Why do you think I can get tickets?”
“You’re the chairman now. All you have to do is ask the concert sponsors if they have any cooperation with our group, and getting a ticket will be simple,” Yingying said.
Ming Jing glanced at her, and the look in her eyes sent a shiver down Yingying’s spine.
“Why should I do that?”
Yingying paused, “Because I’m your cousin, cousin, we’re so close, what’s wrong with helping me out a little? For you, it’s just a phone call.”
Ming Jing smiled, but her eyes were cold.
“Privileged class, once there’s one, there’s a second. How to manage like this? How to make people obey?” She didn’t even look at her, and turned away.
Yingying glared at her retreating back, “It’s just a ticket, why make it so serious? Fine if you don’t want to help.”
“Ah, it seems that even our dear cousin is useless. People don’t want to help you, Yingying, your cousin’s face is not worth mentioning.” Zhu Xiangxiang’s sarcastic comment finally arrived.
Yingying rolled her eyes at her, ‘What’s it to you, fake?”
She left with a huff.
Ming Jing went back to her room, thought for a moment, and picked up her phone to send a message to Song Yinzhang.
Do you have any extra concert tickets?
Now the only concert tickets mentioned are Qu Feitai’s.
Song Yinzhang had just sent off when Ming Jing asked about it. Had
the two of them arranged it? Yes! How many do you need?
Two.
Song Yinzhang found it strange and asked an extra question- -Didn’t you already grab tickets?
Thank you. I’ll treat you to dinner later.
The other party didn’t reply again. Song Yinzhang stared blankly at the last few words of the other party’s reply in the message box.
Song Yinzhang immediately sent a message to Qu Feitai–Save me two tickets.
It hurt to slap his face.
Qu Feitai must be busy, as he didn’t reply.
Song Yinzhang forgot about it and went on with his own business.
Today there was a breeze, the sun was not strong, and the surface of the Qujiang River was shimmering. The beautiful young man walked by the river, and every frame was a beautiful picture.
Qu Feitai had a good body proportion, a three-dimensional face, and expressive eyes. When he debuted, he stood out in the fashion circle with just the cover photo of a magazine. Every cover photo could be the best of the year due to his unparalleled body and eye-catching performance.
A top model’s body, a top torrent’s face, a genius voice, and unrivaled talent.
Such a person was simply the darling of heaven.
It is rumored that a director in the industry saw Qu Feitai on a magazine cover and thought that his eyes were very expressive, in line with the image of a new movie character, and contacted Qu Feitai’s agent to invite him to audition.
This director was top-notch in the industry. Many first-line stars fought for his roles, and even a minor role with three lines of dialogue was a hot commodity in the entertainment industry. Many people thought that Qu Feitai, with his looks and body, would want to enter the film circle. The audience was also looking forward to it, but later, the news came that Qu Feitai refused without hesitation.
It was said that the director regretted it.
For the film world, it may have lost a good seed, but for the declining music world, it retained a genius.
This is enough to show that there was too much to explore in Qu Feitai’s eyes, giving him outstanding advantages when taking photos at the flat surface.
Today’s shooting went unexpectedly smoothly, finishing half an hour ahead of schedule.
The entire photography team had a deeper understanding of Qu Feitai and became his fans, asking for autographs and photos.
This was the charm of Qu Feitai; anyone who came into contact with him was captivated by his charm.
The so-called charm is nothing more than beauty, body, personality, speech, talent, etc., all of these were unworthy of mention on Qu Feitai.
Although Qu Feitai was cold in personality, he was very gentle with his fans who genuinely liked him and always tried to satisfy their requests.
After finishing the autograph session, Qu Feitai ducked into the car, and Tian Long handed him a water bottle.
Qu Feitai took a sip of water. Although there was not much sunlight today, the air was somewhat stuffy and hot.
Tian Long fanned Qu Feitai with his hat and said with a worried expression, “I saw the weather forecast saying that there will be heavy rain or even rainstorms in Jiangzhou in the next few days. I hope it won’t affect the concert.”
If the weather is severe, the concert may be temporarily stopped by the government.
Qu Feitai has been preparing silently for this concert for so long, and his hard work cannot be destroyed at once.
Qu Feitai looked at the sky, “July and August are the rainy seasons in Jiangzhou.
I hope everything goes wen.’
He picked up his phone and saw the message sent by Song Yinzhang.
What’s wrong with this kid? He just refused at the door, and now he wants me to save two tickets.
The child’s face changes faster than you.
Qu Feitai sent a question mark.
After a long time, the other party didn’t reply.
Having no choice, Qu Feitai called Huang Chao and asked him to save two tickets, which he wanted to give away.
It was not until evening that Song Yinzhang replied- -It’s for a friend. Please mail it directly to this address at that time.
Address: 27 Mingshan Garden, Jinshui Road, contact, Zhu Mingjing.
Qu Feitai saw the contact, his eyes flashed slightly.
After a while, he smiled gently.
Tian Long looked at Qu Feitai strangely. He rarely saw him smile so tenderly.
Seems like? It’s like being in a frenzy.
Tian Long was frightened by his own thoughts, shivered, and hurriedly turned his head.
“Miss, your express delivery.” At the lunch table, Uncle Wen walked in with a package.
Everyone looked at Ming Jing in surprise.
It’s no surprise that everyone stared, Ming Jing never bought anything online. Compared to Zhu Xiangxiang and Yingying’s endless deliveries, this was probably the first time Uncle Wen received a delivery for Ming Jing.
Everyone took a look and lost interest immediately; it was obviously some documents, maybe related to company business.
Ming Jing put down her chopsticks and took it, “Thank you, Uncle Wen.” Uncle Wen smiled kindly and withdrew.
Yingying was bored, poking at the rice in her bowl. She hadn’t talked to Ming Jing in a day because of the tickets.
Seeing Ming Jing’s unconcerned expression, Yingying felt she was making a big fuss again.
Cousin is just like this. What’s the point of getting angry with her?
Her pride prevented her from apologizing.
Ming Jing handed the express delivery directly to Yingying.
Yingying was startled, “For me?”
