It was already noon the next day when Xia Xiaoyu returned to the provincial capital. When Xia Xiaoyu sent Aunt Mei and Wu Xuanyi back to the villa, he received a call from Qin Ziyi.
We haven't seen her for a while, and Xia Xiaoyu still misses her.
Knowing that Qin Ziyi came to the provincial capital this time to participate in the Kyoto Chinese Song Competition, Xia Xiaoyu drove non-stop to the high-speed rail station to pick her up.
Standing at the exit of the provincial capital's high-speed rail west station, Xia Xiaoyu looked in and saw from a distance the most eye-catching Qin Ziyi in the crowd.
After waving to her, Xia Xiaoyu took the initiative to greet her.
"Ziyi." Xia Xiaoyu took the suitcase from her hand.
"You came on time. I thought I had to wait for you at the exit." Qin Ziyi smiled lightly and took the initiative to hold Xia Xiaoyu's hand.
After not seeing each other for many days, Qin Ziyi has changed a lot, and now she is so proactive.
Xia Xiaoyu raised the corners of his mouth, leaned over and sniffed quietly.
“It smells so good!”
Qin Ziyi's face turned red and she turned her head to give Xia Xiaoyu a rollicking look. In fact, she was already happy in her heart.
"Sister said, you don't live alone in the provincial capital, do you?" Qin Ziyi began to ask questions.
When I was chatting with my sister last time, I unexpectedly learned from her that Xia Xiaoyu had another confidante.
At that time, Qin Ziyi felt sour in her heart and buried the matter deep in her heart, planning to ask Xia Xiaoyu clearly after seeing her.
We happened to meet each other today, and Qin Ziyi suddenly remembered this matter.
"Ah, that's a big sister. She's staying here temporarily." Xia Xiaoyu casually found an excuse and tried to hide it.
As a result, Qin Ziyi didn't let him go. She grabbed Xia Xiaoyu's ears and asked, "To be honest, have you ever had too close contact?"
How could Xia Xiaoyu admit this? He shook his head repeatedly, "No, absolutely not. We are all pure."
If Qin Ziyi knew about the relationship between him and Aunt Mei, there might be some misunderstanding.
So I can't admit it even to death.
"Really?" Qin Ziyi glanced suspiciously and let go, "I believe you for now, but if you really let me know something, I will definitely never end it with you."
Xia Xiaoyu raised his hand and assured, "Don't worry, there's nothing."
Finally, Qin Ziyi was comforted, and the two drove back to the city.
Originally, Xia Xiaoyu did not plan to arrange for Xia Xiaoyu to return to the villa, but this girl did not agree, so in the end he had to take her back to the villa.
Aunt Mei and Wu Xuanyi, who were sitting in the living room watching TV, were very surprised to see Xia Xiaoyu come back with a beautiful girl.
In just half a day, Xia Xiaoyu brought back another one. It turns out that men don't have any good things.
Aunt Mei and Wu Xuanyi looked at each other and had the same idea in their minds.
"Aunt Mei, Xuanyi, this is Zimo's sister, Ziyi."
"Because I came to participate in the audition of Chinese Good Songs in the provincial capital, I have to stay here for a few days."
Xia Xiaoyu expected that Aunt Mei and Wu Xuanyi would think too much, so he took the initiative to use Qin Ziyi's identity as a cover.
"Zimo's sister?" Aunt Mei was very curious. She had never heard Qin Zimo mention it before.
She looked at Qin Ziyi carefully and saw that her eyebrows were very similar to Qin Zimo's. Aunt Mei stood up and asked Qin Ziyi to sit on the sofa.
Seeing the three women chatting, Xia Xiaoyu hurriedly got away and ran away.
Three women, one drama, stay and prepare for good things.
Back in the room, Xia Xiaoyu called Qin Zimo.
After learning that his sister had arrived safely, Qin Zimo was relieved.
The two chatted briefly, and Qin Zimo suddenly remembered something. When she was with Xia Xiaoyu before, she had proposed the idea of setting up a chain of beauty institutions.
It is planned to ask Xia Xiaoyu to help contact the Zhou family and open three large beauty clubs using the provincial capital as a starting point.
Xia Xiaoyu agreed to the matter at that time, but later because the company was busy, Qin Zimo put the matter on hold.
The reason I suddenly remembered this time was because I recently collaborated with Yadai’s Mr. Zhao on the launch of new cosmetics.
Nowadays, the domestic cosmetics market is rising steadily, women's consumption is also increasing, and the cosmetics and beauty industry has become a hot industry.
Qin Zimo wants to take this opportunity to expand the industry, and also wants to imitate Mr. Zhao and become a true strong woman.
After understanding what Qin Zimo meant, Xia Xiaoyu naturally would not refuse her request.
At present, there is no internal stability in the Zhou family. Although the matter can be handled by Young Master Zhou, it should not be too urgent.
Putting down the phone, Xia Xiaoyu took the initiative to call Master Zhou.
The phone rang for more than ten years before the other end picked up.
"Third Young Master, how are things going lately?"
"Not too optimistic. My eldest brother gossiped at the old lady's house. I have been at the Zhou family villa these days."
Xia Xiaoyu heard that the other party's voice was hoarse, and he looked upset.
"What are you going to do?"
"Let's check the situation first. By the way, was there any news from my second sister last time?"
Mr. Zhou suddenly remembered that Longtan, Zhou Yuefang and Chu Tiankuo appeared together.
"There is no valuable information. They went to Longtan to find someone to deal with me."
"It's really overestimating one's abilities."
Mr. Zhou knows Xia Xiaoyu's strength best. It's really a joke to find someone to deal with him.
"Okay, let's do this for now. I'll call you after I've taken care of things here."
Xia Xiaoyu was about to hang up the phone when Mr. Zhou said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, there is one more thing. There seems to be some kind of audition competition of good Chinese songs being held at the Olympic Sports Center in the provincial capital tonight."
"Guishou Qi recently got a girlfriend, and she seems to be participating in that competition. Please take the time to go over and have a look, and help me with some money to keep up my dignity."
"good."
It's a coincidence that I didn't expect the seven girlfriends of Ghost Hands to also participate in the competition.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Ziyi dressed up simply, and accompanied by Aunt Mei and Wu Xuanyi, Xia Xiaoyu drove straight to the Olympic Sports Center.
This audition of Chinese Good Songs has been an unprecedented sensation. As early as a few months ago, major domestic media and portal websites have begun to promote the unprecedented lineup of Chinese Good Songs.
If you can successfully advance and become the top ten in the provincial capital, you will have the opportunity to go to Kyoto to participate in the finals of the Chinese Good Songs.
The dream of becoming a star has prompted many young people to sign up in droves, hoping to stand out among tens of millions of people.
The Olympic Sports Center was crowded with people, and the traffic blocked the road.
Xia Xiaoyu relied on his superb driving skills to squeeze out a parking space in the sea of cars.
Following the crowd and squeezing into the Olympic Sports Center, Qin Ziyi first went to the contestant registration office to receive a number card.
The entire registration process is conducted online. When contestants arrive at the venue, they only need to receive a numbered card.
The four of them rushed to the central hall.
As soon as you enter the door, you can see the crowds in the hall and the noise, which makes people feel like they have entered a vegetable market.
Thinking of a corner with relatively few people, Qin Ziyi took out the number card.
She is No. 168, which is relatively testing, and there is still one hour left before the official start of auditions.
Xia Xiaoyu ignored the three of them, turned around and left the noisy central hall, and called Guishou Qi by the way.
After making an appointment at the meeting place, Xia Xiaoyu planned to go out for some fresh air. As soon as he went out, he saw Qin Xiaoman walking in with a tall man on his arm. (To be continued)