I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Therefore, if Qin Xiang goes abroad, even for half a year, the red line will disappear.

By that time, Qin Xiang will not be controlled by red lines whether he loves himself or not.

"I will definitely have good luck if I follow you. Anyway, I listen to you. If you can't let me go and don't want to be separated from me for half a year, then I will tear up the offer and stay with you with peace of mind to eat and drink from you. Anyway, you But don't let me get tired of you one day." Qin Xiang said.

"If... you are willing, I will leave for half a year and come back to give you a complete Qin Xiang. At that time, I will be more independent and confident, and I will be more beautiful. You may like me more. This is my little secret. You choose."

After Qin Xiang finished speaking, he also looked at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan said: "Let me ask you seriously, wasn't it really the day you saw me and my classmates in the villa town that made you decide to go out?"

"It's really not true."

"Well, I wish you success in your studies."

"Okay, I'll leave the day after tomorrow. It will rain tonight and tomorrow anyway, so we won't go out."

When Chen Chuan was about to take Qin Xiang upstairs.

She added: "Wait a minute, are there any cigarettes?"

Chen Chuan touched his pocket and took out a pack of 1916.

Qin Xiang touched Chen Chuan's pocket again and took out the zippo lighter she gave her, a black ice lighter with the four words "Xiang Qin Xiang Ai" customized by her.

She took out one, put it in her mouth, turned on the lighter and lit it.

"You have to suck it before lighting it." Chen Chuan reminded.

"Ahem." Qin Xiang took a breath and choked.

Chen Chuan knew that she didn't know how to smoke. This must be her first time. He was a little surprised as to why she would do this, but she seemed to understand.

Looking at her smoke, Chen Chuan also took one.

The two of them smoked in silence and watched the rain. Then they danced together under the eaves.

Qin Xiang said: "Then I am the one who has smoked with you now. You must cherish the girl who smokes with you."

Chen Chuan nodded and watched Qin Xiang reach into the rain curtain, put out the cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can nearby.

Then Qin Xiang stepped forward, hugged Chen Chuan and kissed him.

…

Two days later, Qin Xiang left.

Chen Chuan received a call from the hotel GM and went there to attend the last executive-level meeting of the month and listened to reports from the directors of the "seven departments and one room".

Finished the meeting in the morning.

Chen Chuan looked at the information in the office and chatted with Wang Xiaoqing on WeChat.

Wang Xiaoqing: The band has a performance the day after tomorrow and they want to take me with them! It's an assessment. If I perform well, I can get in. Master, come and guide me! I'll wait for you at the school gate!

Chen Chuan: If nothing happens, I'll be there before noon.

At this time.

There was a knock on the door at the office.

Chen Chuan saw Xu Jinrong standing at the door with someone.

"Xiao Chen, uh no, good morning, Mr. Chen." The visitor was a little restrained.

The person coming was Qin Qifa, Qin Xiang’s father.

"Director Chen, I used to be responsible for sanitation work in a laundry factory. That factory belonged to Qin Xiang's uncle, the one who had a cigarette butt fall off his pants when he had dinner at my house last time." Qin Qifa stood in front of his desk.

"Because our hygiene standards were not up to standard, the hotel took back its laundry business. Now our factory has updated all its equipment, expanded its factory buildings, and hired manpower. Our hygiene standards are on par with those in Europe. Do you think we can have people inspect it again?"

Chen Chuan looked at Xu Jinrong.

Xu Jinrong observed what was happening. She had already heard that Qin Qiqi said that his girl had a very good relationship with Director Chen. Director Chen had also been to Qin's house, so she tentatively said: "Director Chen, why don't I take someone to the washing factory in person in the afternoon?" ?If the conditions meet the standards, can we give them another probation period? During this period, I will send people to the factory for random inspections and unannounced visits every three days to strictly control the health standards."

Qin Qifa nodded at the side and continued: "Yes, yes, yes, there is no problem with hygiene, absolutely first-class standards."

Seeing that Chen Chuan didn't speak, Qin Qifa added: "Director Chen, Qin Xiang is not at home during this period, but if you want to eat home food, come anytime, Qin Xiang's mother and I will cook you the most authentic home-cooked food."

Chen Chuan smiled and saw that the uncle was playing the emotional card and said, "Then leave this matter to Mr. Xu."

Xu Jinrong nodded quickly: "Understood!"

Qin Qifa also understood and said happily: "Then I won't disturb Director Chen. We will make dumplings another day, and you have to come. Okay, you are busy, I will leave first."

Qin Qifa walked out of the office happily.

Chen Chuan looked at Xu Jingrong standing in front of the table and asked, "How much do you weigh now? Didn't you take the weight loss thing for granted? When the time comes, you didn't lose weight to 55 kilograms. I'm really rude to you."

"Dr. Chen, I definitely know. I have been working hard to lose weight these days, and I have achieved some results. But you can't tell with the clothes on. How about I take them off and you can test it?" Xu Jinrong said in a panic, "It is now 63 kilograms. , lost 2 kilograms, look at my thighs, look at them, are they thinner?"

Chen Chuan looked at her and saw that she was wearing a suit and trousers, but he didn't notice that she was thin.

Xu Jingrong said: "You will know if I wear a skirt tomorrow. Or, treat Director Chen to dinner today, and I will show you another skirt."

"Eat?" Chen Chuan asked.

"Well, at my house, I will cook for you, will you appreciate it?" Xu Jingrong said.

"What's your specialty?"

"Make cakes." Xu Jinrong said, "Glutinous rice, red beans, cooked bean noodles, sugar, salt, steam the glutinous rice, and beat it evenly with force. The rhythm must be controlled well, so that the cakes will be soft, glutinous, sweet, refreshing, and strong. It is made into slices, cut into strips, and eaten now. This kind of cake requires meaty people and a little strength to make it well. Those who are thin and thin may look good in clothes, but they have no strength and cannot make it. If you like the taste and strength, Mr. Chen can try it."

"Definitely next time, definitely next time." Chen Chuan turned off the computer, cleared the table, and left the office when he saw that he didn't pull anything.

After coming out of the hotel, he responded to Wang Xiaoqing's WeChat message and said he would be there soon.

Wang Xiaoqing has been urging him all morning to let him go.

He drove to Qin's gate, where Wang Xiaoqing had been waiting for a while.

The two of them ate in a restaurant at the school gate first.

Wang Xiaoqing said: "The day after tomorrow, a restaurant opens in Taicheng Road Pedestrian Street. Our school band is going to perform. As a candidate guitarist, I will perform. You have to give me special training these two days. No matter how hard or tired I am, I am not afraid."

The price of this Teppanyaki restaurant at the main entrance of Qinda is relatively high. When Chen Chuan was in school, he was reluctant to eat there.

Now when I come back and serve the most expensive dish, it only costs less than 1,000 yuan.

It was half past one in the afternoon after dinner, which was also past lunch break.

Chen Chuan and Wang Xiaoqing went to her dormitory.

There are only two girls in the dormitory, one is listening to music on headphones, and the other is basking in the sun.

Wang Xiaoqing said: "Huang Yiting, Li Jiarui, don't you two also want to learn from my master to play the guitar? I invited him here, and he will teach me here this afternoon. You two study hard and watch well."

"How about we go out and you two teach and learn with your heart here?" Li Jiarui said while basking in the sun.

Chen Chuan had just entered the dormitory and couldn't help but look over when he heard this.

Li Jiarui blushed, lowered his head and said, "Your master is really here."

Chen Chuan greeted the two girls and said to Wang Xiaoqing, "Don't call me master. I'm a young young man. Why do you call me so old?"

"What else can I do to satisfy her little taste of master-disciple love?" Li Jiarui added.

Huang Yiting always smiled lowly and did not speak.

This was in line with Chen Chuan's understanding of her. The girl was also so quiet here. If he hadn't heard her speak before, he would have thought she couldn't speak.

"Wang Xiaoqing, how could you bring a man into the dormitory? Zhao Zhitian couldn't get in last time? Did you get through to the dormitory aunt?" Li Jiarui asked.

"The dormitory aunt likes me, that's okay. Come on, master, I'll give you the guitar and start teaching." Wang Xiaoqing handed over the guitar.

Chen Chuan took it and said: "Let's start with "Gone with the Wind", which is a must-learn finger-playing piece. The 12th fret overtones are quite simple, and this piece was created for teaching purposes."

Chen Chuan sat in front of the table, basking in the sun and playing with the strings carelessly.

Huang Yiting was lying on the bed. She was wearing a super short skirt. At this time, she pulled the towel and quilt to cover her dreamy thighs. Sometimes she looked up at the person playing the guitar.

Wang Xiaoqing and Li Jiarui looked carefully at the fingers of the guitar player.

The fingers are slender and powerful, and they play with the strings rhythmically, pressing, pressing, rubbing, and teasing. The overtones like water naturally ripple in the afternoon sunshine.

Wang Xiaoqing is really a serious person. It can be seen that she really likes playing guitar. She stares carefully with wide eyes.

Her roommate Li Jiarui didn't know if the sun was too strong. After staring at the fingers playing with the strings for a while, his face turned red and became redder and redder.

"Hey, have you learned it?" Wang Xiaoqing touched her roommate.

"Ah?" Li Jiarui trembled.

"What are you doing? Why is your skin so hot? Do you have a fever? Look, you have goosebumps on your arms." Wang Xiaoqing said in shock.

"It's okay, it's okay. The sun is shining and it's so hot." Li Jiarui fanned herself with her hands and walked to the bathroom.

After Chen Chuan finished playing the song "Gone with the Wind" with all his heart, he asked Wang Xiaoqing, what else should he listen to?

""Unheard Flower Name", that one is easy too. Although I know it, I want to hear you play it once." Wang Xiaoqing said.

Chen Chuan checked the music score on his mobile phone, closed his eyes and thought about it. The master's inheritance also gave it the music theory knowledge that can be changed. He opened his eyes and planned to play a different unheard flower name.

The left hand presses the frets, and the right hand operates the overtones with one hand.

Li Jiarui came out of the bathroom.

Wang Xiaoqing glanced at her and said in surprise: "Li Jiarui! My master is here, and you just changed into a skirt in a short while? Is it interesting?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Li Jiarui glared.

Chen Chuan played for a while, and then the cell phone on the table rang. It was a call from his cousin, probably about business at Beimingshan Manor.

Chen Chuan answered the call on speakerphone.

The cousin's voice came out: "Mr. Chen, the road construction company is Shuntong, the quotation is 90 million, the qualifications are complete, and the construction period is short. We held a meeting to discuss and found it reasonable. May I ask for your instructions? And your last approval Yes, the eight F150 Raptors used at the construction site have also arrived. Also, the parking lot has been built, and your McLaren can be driven over. Furthermore, the Octagon, the main building you like, is currently bidding, and we have set the price at Within 200 million, there are already bidders..."

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