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"How did I convince her..."

Hu Liang shook his head: "You don't care how I persuade her, as long as she agrees to see us."

Lin Yue threw the cigarette butt into the trash can: "A secret?"

Hu Liang shook his head.

"Speak or not?"

"Did not say."

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you."

"I won't say anything about beating me up."

When the two were arguing about this issue, the car door slammed open, and a person got into the cockpit from the outside, without saying a word, he sat directly on the sofa opposite Lin Yue.

She was looking at Lin Yue, and Lin Yue was looking at her too.

Her brown hair was tied back with a rubber band, and she wore light makeup on her western-style face. Her lips were red and her skin was fair, and the slightly smudged eye shadow made those eyes look deeper.

She was wearing a black leather jacket, a white T-shirt with a star logo on it, denim shorts, and black platform shoes.

There is a hint of wildness in the sweetness, or rebellion, but the eyes are very cold, like a bad girl who has not yet passed puberty.

"Are you the manager of that BJ?"

Lin Yue smiled and said, "Yes."

"You want to regroup the Sewing Machines?"

"yes."

"Why?"

Lin Yue didn't answer the question directly: "Why do you play bass?"

Ding Jianguo said, "I like it."

Lin Yue said: "Then my answer is the same, I like it."

Ding Jianguo glanced at Hu Liang who kept winking at her: "Let's put it this way, if you want to make a fuss about this matter and get some money from my dad, I advise you to stop thinking about it. "

Well……

Lin Yuexin said that this means being bitten by a snake for ten years and being afraid of well ropes? Could it be that Cheng Gong really took Ding Wei's 1.16 million to Korea?

He really wanted to know if this was the case, but his current setting was to be a music manager who cherishes the talents of newcomers, and it was not appropriate to get involved with Cheng Gong for the time being, which would complicate the reorganization of the Sewing Machine Band. It won't be too late to inquire about their sad stories when we get to know each other well in the future.

"If I want to make money, I really disdain to use such despicable means."

"Yeah, yum, yum." Hu Liang nodded straight in the driver's seat: "He can build an atomic bomb, I mean it."

Ding Jianguo said: "Whatever you want, I'm not interested anyway."

Lin Yue frowned: "Are you not interested?"

She got up from the sofa: "Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to a meeting."

"Hey, Jianguo, don't leave, let's talk about whether we can make it."

Hu Liang got up in a hurry, his head accidentally touched the car hood, his teeth were grinning, his face was distorted.

Ding Jianguo ignored him and continued to walk outside.

"Hey." Lin Yue stopped her: "Are you wearing this for a meeting with people from the company?"

She looked at the punk vest on her body, and then at the shorts below: "I like it, can't I?"

"Okay." Lin Yue smiled and waved to her: "Goodbye."

Ding Jianguo turned his head and glanced at him, then walked away.

"No." Hu Liang got out of the cockpit, rubbed his head and said, "You just let her go?"

Lin Yue said, "Otherwise?"

Hu Liang looked frustrated: "Do you know how much I paid for her to come to see you?"

"How much?"

"I told you that you can't understand."

Hu Liang sat down on the sofa like a deflated ball: "She's gone, who will be the bass player of the band."

He has reason to be sad and disappointed. Ever since Lin Yue came to Ji'an from BJ and persuaded him to reorganize the sewing machine band, he first found Lao Yang and then Xixi. Although the two had different difficulties, they all came from the external environment and from a personal perspective Would love to see Sewing Machine revived.

When it came to Ding Jianguo, the situation was quite different. She actually voluntarily refused, which undoubtedly cast a shadow over the band's revival plan.

Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder: "There is no way to do this, don't worry, she is just being tough."

"What's the meaning?"

"Ding Jianguo needs a reason to convince us and himself."

"I don't understand, why did she make this problem so complicated?"

Lin Yue said, "I'm going to ask you this."

"Ask us?"

Lin Yue looked at the place where Ding Jianguo disappeared and asked, "Does it have something to do with her not being able to hold the Ji'an Night performance on September 30?"

"This...does it have anything to do with it?"

"That's right. He should be afraid that he will bring bad results to the band again, so he refused to join."

"Is she that kind of person?"

Lin Yue looked at Hu Liang and smiled: "In terms of understanding women, you are still far behind."

Ding Jianguo in the film is a woman who looks particularly rebellious, desolate, and doesn't care about anything. But she was able to find that Hu Liang went to the construction site in the middle of the night to earn money for nothing; and Cheng Gong's casual look made her feel emotionally, guessing whether her father had bought the agent.

For a woman like this, her rebelliousness, coldness, and arrogance are more due to her disdain for some people or things around her. For example, her father who is obsessed with getting a wife, but turns around and gets into a limousine full of beautiful girls, such as An ex-boyfriend who cheats on a best friend is another example of a wealthy boss who can do whatever he wants if I have money.

Hu Liang said: "Since you know her so well, what do you say to make her change her mind?"

Lin Yue said: "No matter what you do, you shouldn't do it now."

Hu Liang was completely confused by these words. In his opinion, the upper lip touched the lower lip, and what did it do when it met the radio waves? Why did Manager Lin make it so complicated.

"Ignore her?"

Lin Yue picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out one and lit it near his mouth: "Go to Bonjavi."

"Looking for grandson?"

"right."

"That's right, I don't know how to find the explosives."

Hu Liang muttered, got back to the driver's seat and sat down, started the car engine and drove to the canteen of the flagship store of the largest Bonjavi chain aircraft carrier in Ji'an.

Uh, no, the supermarket.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Lin Yue got off the broken car with Xia Hou in his arms, and was greeted by the former Sewing Machine Band equipment sponsor Lao Suntou wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt with the words "Bang Jiawei" printed on it outside the supermarket.

"Old Sun, this is what you said, please have dinner tonight, please have a big meal!" Hu Liang slammed the car door shut.

Lin Yue looked back, hey, this guy didn't know when he put on his former team uniform.

"Okay, please eat, definitely please." Old Sun looked at Lin Yue with a smile: "This is Manager Lin, hello, my humble Sun Dali."

Lin Yue reached out and shook his hand: "Hello."

Hu Liang talked to him on the phone to reorganize the band before, so there is no need to introduce himself too much, although strictly speaking, this is the first time the two meet.

"Quick, stop standing here, let's go inside and talk." The old grandson waved back.

Lin Yue looked up, hey, his supermarket is really not small, there are at least four units of shops on the first floor of the building along the street at the back, and the signboard with red background and white characters can be said to be consistent to the end, which looks quite impressive. From a perspective, it is indeed an aircraft carrier.

"Hello, Mr. Sun."

"Hello, Mr. Sun."

As soon as you enter the door, the two little girls at the cashier greet you warmly.

"Okay, okay." The old grandson responded to them kindly.

Hu Liang touched Lin Yue's arm from behind: "Brother Yue, how are you doing? Not bad."

"What's not bad?"

"The two little girls at the door, if you like them, I'll ask Lao Suntou to introduce them to you."

"How old am I, how old are they, are they twenty?"

"You don't understand this. This is the city of rock and roll. Who doesn't have a heart to pursue their dreams? If you want to show them that you are a big manager from BJ, then why don't you rush forward."

"Hu Liang, has no one ever said that your head looks like a toilet?"

Dabing's face froze for a moment, feeling a little familiar.

Over there, Lin Yue had already carried Xiahou up to the second floor.

An office area is set up near the stairs, and further there is a warehouse for stacking goods.

He looked at the Shar Pei squatting in the corner, and sat down on the sofa under the guidance of Old Sun.

There is a desk in front of the window, with a drum set next to it, and it seems that he has been practicing a lot.

"President Sun..."

Lin Yue opened his mouth, and the old grandson over there quickly waved his hands: "Manager Lin, don't shout like that, it sounds awkward, just call me grandson."

That's right, the little girl below called him Boss Sun with a proud face, but it's awkward when it comes to her.

Of course Lin Yue wouldn't say what was in his heart: "Then you can call me Xiao Lin too."

"Okay." The old grandson agreed very simply.

At this moment, Lili came in from the outside, moved her nose to Lin Yue's feet, and grinned at Xiahou who was in his arms: "Wow, woof..."

"Lili, what are you doing, don't bark." Old Suntou hurriedly shouted to stop the black cat, fearing that it would startle the black cat.

The Shar Pei stopped, but his expression remained unchanged, his eyes remained unchanged, and his body did not move, making no secret of his hostility towards the black cat that broke into his territory.

thump thump...

At this time, there was a sound of dull footsteps from behind, and Hu Liang's face appeared at the stairs.

"I said, Old Sun, you are a good girl from the canteen, you are really fresh."

"Go, go, what is a canteen? It's a supermarket, a chain supermarket." The thing Sun Dali hates the most is that people call Bang Jiawei a canteen, even though he did start as a canteen.

"Hey." Hu Liang ignored him, and sat down next to Lin Yue: "Let me tell you, you came up early just now..."

Lin Yue didn't let him finish his sentence, turned to look at Lao Sun and said, "Old Sun, didn't you say you found the explosives? Where is the person?"

Thank you for the 600 starting coins rewarded by observers.