I Don’t Want To Be Popular

Watched by a pair of clear eyes, Chen Chuan put out his cigarette and threw the cigarette butt into a trash can not far away.

Lu Qingshuang asked if she was bewitched?

This is actually true. The effect of [Flag of Command] is probably more overbearing than the poison.

"You work for me, it should be profitable, right? In Chongqing, we cooperated on the [Tianji Nineteenth Mansion] real estate project, the project is tens of billions, which is not a small amount. In Huashan Town, the capital, I The great development has also given your companies a lot of meat. If you follow me, you will make a lot of money... Of course, the most important thing is that I am so handsome, and you are probably attracted to me. What are you going to say? It's a poison, then it's a love poison?" Chen Chuan said without blushing or heart beating.

In his heart, Chen Chuan felt that he had become bad because of his money. He would never tell lies like this before. His personal principle is not to tell lies, lie, or deceive others.

But... now, such words come out of the mouth.

There is no way, the system is the biggest secret. When someone asks, you must not tell this big secret. This will inevitably give rise to all kinds of rhetoric. Moreover, I know a lot of girls...

Lu Qingshuang smiled half-heartedly: "Love's poison?"

Chen Chuan nodded: "If you fall in love with me, then there is nothing you can do about it. You are willing to be used by me... There is a word called "It's as sweet as honey." That is to say, if you endure hardships and hardships for me, no matter how difficult you do, it's like eating honey. sweet."

"If that's the case, then I'm very sad." Lu Qingshuang sighed slightly, "It's really a sad thing to fall in love with a bastard."

"Isn't it inappropriate to be a bastard?" Chen Chuan corrected, "How about being a prodigal son?"

"Pfft..." Lu Qingshuang pursed her lips and smiled, "Can you use quotation marks, bastard? The prodigal son is so rustic... To be serious, I probably don't like you. As you said, it's a profit relationship, and I've made a lot of money from you. , I will make more in the future.”

"Well, I hope our cooperation will be long-lasting." Chen Chuan said with a serious tone, "Qingshuang, I regard you as a good friend, and I will remember all the things you helped me."

"Well, it's quite hurtful to tell a young girl that you are a good friend..." Lu Qingshuang said.

"Do you have to say that you have thought through your criticism so as not to hurt anyone?"

"You... are vulgar!" Lu Qingshuang glared, "Vulgar! You look gentle and handsome, with a charming smile and eyes. Do you have to talk like this?"

"Let me reflect on it."

"Do you really want to?" Lu Qingshuang asked again.

"I don't want to be... joking." Chen Chuan looked at his watch, "Let's go in and have a few drinks together in the evening."

"Yeah." Lu Qingshuang and Chen Chuan walked into the club.

Hu Kaili and others also cleaned up the scene and went in one after another, and the dinner began.

This time when everyone gathered together, the atmosphere was still literary and artistic, mainly because Hu Kaili is a literary young man who likes guitar. He was first conquered by Chen Chuan's guitar skills.

Hu Kaili was half an insider and knew that Chen Chuan's guitar was superb. He prepared a guitar and wine and turned the gathering into a music club.

Chen Chuan did not shirk. After drinking with these friends, he strummed the guitar in the half-dark light.

The master-level guitar proficiency from the system allows his fingers to sweep the most beautiful melodies on the strings.

There are many girls in the club. Because it is a supercar club, the girls present are all beautiful.

There are those who run supercars and look white and rich with makeup. There are no sports cars, and those who come with the boys are all young and beautiful "peripherals". In other words, we can't call them peripheries. We are all young people, just hanging out together. There are also many female students in school, all serious girls.

Club members He Meier, Zhou Haimi, Ding Yimeng and other girls sat quietly under the stage, holding wine glasses and looking at the people playing guitar on the stage.

Lu Qingshuang also crossed her arms and sat in a far corner, looking at the people on the stage. She was not familiar with anyone else in the club, it could be said that she didn't know them at all. The reason why she came here was just to follow her brother Lu Ao to see Chen Chuan. Her eyes were shining brightly, and she was also wondering in her mind whether she had fallen into the so-called "love poison". After thinking about it, she felt that it was not the case. She is a non-marriage person and has no desire for men and women. For some reason, when she looked at the person playing the piano, a woman flashed before her eyes, Zhang Mengyue.

In the club hall, the windows on all sides were wide open, and the river breeze blew in, blowing the long hair of the women.

All the people in pairs leaned together and swayed gently to the melody of the guitar.

Hu Kaili and his wife Liu Yin sit together.

Liu Yin is pregnant and has a big belly, but this does not prevent her from going out to listen to the guitar. Originally, she was raising the baby at home, but when she heard that there was a party tonight and Chen Chuan was coming, she came with her, causing Hu Kaili to say something sour.

Liu Yin touched Hu Kaili's face: "Kaili, in my eyes, you are the most handsome and stylish, and you are the most handsome husband in the world."

Hu Kaili looked at his wife's pretty face and said with a blushing face: "Just talk and don't practice the tricks... If you have the ability, give it to that one tonight."

"Which one?" Liu Yin glared.

"Ahem, how long have you been pregnant? Well, I..." Hu Kaili scratched his head, "The human mouth is not just for eating, right?"

"Yes, it can also be used to say I love you." Liu Yin smiled sweetly and looked at the stage with piercing eyes, "Husband, I love you."

"I love you too." Hu Kaili tried his best to keep his gaze away from the white thighs of the pretty female college students in the audience.

Liu Yin took a video of Chen Chuan playing guitar on stage and sent it to her friend Zhang Mengyue.

Liu Yin and Zhang Mengyue were good friends in college, and their relationship has remained good until now.

"Mengyue, is your mother's birthday tonight? Happy birthday to auntie. Do you want to come and listen to guitar? Your husband plays guitar here." Liu Yin typed for Zhang Mengyue.

Zhang Mengyue: My husband is so handsome, I love him so much...

Liu Yin: He is so popular with girls. Everyone is looking at him, and I am looking at him too.

Zhang Mengyue: Where is your husband?

Liu Yin: I’m watching too. By the way, Lu Qingshuang, who used to criticize you, is also here.

Zhang Mengyue: Don’t mention her. I’m scared when I see her name.

Liu Yin: For your mother’s birthday, your husband didn’t go to your place, but came to the club to play guitar. What do you think?

Zhang Mengyue: I let him go. He originally wanted to come to our place, so I let him play freely.

Liu Yin: Will he look for you at night?

Zhang Mengyue: I don’t know, I guess so... Last night, we...we were so harmonious that we were harmonious until three o'clock in the middle of the night...

Liu Yin: How many times did you call me husband?

Zhang Mengyue: I can’t remember clearly, more than three thousand sounds, right?

Liu Yin: One click?

Zhang Mengyue: ...Why are you asking about this? You are envious.

Liu Yin: I don’t envy you, I also have a husband.

Zhang Mengyue: Let’s make a video. Live broadcast him playing the guitar.

Liu Yin: Okay, I was thinking about the scene where you screamed after being hit last night and called your husband twice under you.

Zhang Mengyue: Well, if you think about the sweetest picture, that's basically it.

Liu Yin made a video call to Zhang Mengyue. After the call was connected, the camera focused on the person playing the guitar on the stage.

On stage.

Chen Chuan played a few songs and looked at the time at 8:30 pm.

Music is also magical. No matter how restless your mood is, everything you think about will be peaceful in the beautiful melody.

"Ding! It's the first anniversary of the system activation, and the host's performance in the past year is being evaluated."

"Ding! After the evaluation, the overall score of the host is excellent, the system has been upgraded, and is being upgraded -"

"During the upgrade time period, this system will enter a dormant state, and all events will not be triggered. When the host is in danger of life, this system will not be able to trigger the [Savior] mode. Please pay attention to personal safety of the host. In order to compensate the host, the upgrade time period Within the period, a [Daily Gift Pack] will be distributed every day.”

Three system prompts appear.

Chen Chuan was slightly stunned: "System upgrade? How long will it take?"

"Ding! The time is unknown. [Daily Gift Pack] takes effect at twelve o'clock at midnight." The system prompts.

Chen Chuan nodded silently. It was a good thing that the system had to be upgraded. Although he fell asleep, he was compensated with a [Daily Gift Pack] every day, which was great.

As for personal safety, as long as I don’t go abroad, what dangers can there be?

The biggest danger is that Li Jianmeng has died, his men have fallen into disarray, and even his military advisor Wu Zongtai has fallen ill and will soon die. Wu Zongtai's grandson Wu Yue also went in.

As long as you focus on the various industries at hand, focus on making money, hang out with girls, throw coins, and do charity, there should be nothing dangerous happening.

Thinking of doing charity, Chen Chuan remembered that he still had 50 million [consumer money] that he had not spent today, so he stopped playing the guitar, called the group finance, and asked the finance office to add 5,000 to the charity project of building **xin primary school. A long time ago, he invested 200 million to sponsor the construction of 70 primary schools.

However, midway through the phone call, Chen Chuan changed his mind. He had already built 70 loving primary schools. This time, why not build a private primary school?

If you spend 50 million to build a private primary school, what grade will it be?

Chen Chuan has no idea about this. He only knows that the annual tuition fee of Wellington International School in Shanghai is 300,000+...

"How about building a Wellington-level school in Chongqing?" Chen Chuan hung up the phone with the finance department, put away his guitar and stepped off the stage.

Among the many members of the club in the audience, many are engaged in construction at home. No matter who this job was given to, it would be a fat job. Chen Chuan took a look around.