The two waited outside, and soon a pitch-black LaFerrari entered everyone's sight.
Then a beautiful girl wearing sunglasses came down.
Zhou Qiong waved happily: "Yiyi."
"Qiongqiong." Seeing Zhou Qiong, Chu Yi took off her sunglasses, pouted her lips, and her eyes turned red. "I missed you so much."
Chu Yi hugged Zhou Qiong tightly, and the latter patted the former's back: "Okay, okay, it's okay."
She knew how much effort Chu Yi had put in to pursue her musical dream, and she felt sorry for her.
After a brief inquiry, Chu Yi's mood calmed down a lot, and she noticed Hong Yu next to her: "This is?"
Zhou Qiong introduced: "This is my colleague."
Chu Yi nodded: "Hello."
Hong Yu slowly recovered: "Hello, is this your car?"
"No." Chu Yi waved her hand, and Hong Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard something even more unbelievable. "This is the car of me and Qiongqiong's brother. He bought it but doesn't drive it, leaving it in the basement to gather dust. I figured no one was driving it, so I'm driving it for fun."
Hong Yu had countless swear words stuck in his throat, but finally restrained himself: "It's good to drive for fun, not a waste."
Chu Yi invited: "Since he is Qiongqiong's colleague, then he is my friend. Let's have dinner together?"
"Thank you, no need, I have something urgent."
"What's the urgent matter?"
"My mom is pregnant, and my dad had a car accident. I'm very anxious."
Then Hong Yu drove away in his Porsche, which he had begged his dad for three months to buy, worth nearly a million.
While driving, Hong Yu muttered: "It's just a LaFerrari, what's so great about it? At worst, I'll sell my dad's company, and I can afford a LaFerrari too."
Everyone watched as the black LaFerrari disappeared into the crowd. They shook their heads and then went home.
The three interviewers who interviewed Zhou Qiong yesterday looked at each other:
"Gee, I thought Zhou Qiong had a big background, but I didn't expect her background to be so powerful."
"Why would someone so rich come to our company for an internship?"
"The young lady is bored."
"... ..."
Chu Yi drove swiftly on the street, the top open, and a silver bell-like voice echoed in the air: "Ah ha... ..."
Zhou Qiong tucked the hair at the corner of her mouth behind her ear and said, "Yiyi, you did it on purpose."
Chu Yi driving the LaFerrari was an accident, but on top of this accident, Chu Yi revealed Zhou Qiong's identity, and her contempt for the LaFerrari, which was meaningful.
"Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." A cheap smile appeared on Chu Yi's face. "But you can't criticize me, I'm also helping you."
"I knew that guy was no good the moment I saw him. As your best friend, of course I have to clear away those annoying pests for you."
Zhou Qiong: "It's okay, not too annoying."
"Then I'll tell that guy that you like him."
Zhou Qiong: "... ..."
Chu Yi drove back to Zhonghai Mingyuan. As soon as she entered the house, Chu Yi threw herself into the sofa: "Ah, it's still comfortable at home."
Zhou Qiong entered the kitchen to start making dinner. Chu Yi woke up from a nap, and dinner was already on the table, all her favorite dishes.
Chu Yi tasted the pickled pepper chicken feet and gave a thumbs up: "Sour, spicy, refreshing, crisp, tender, and chewy. The skin is relatively smooth, it is obvious that these chicken feet are from hens, with regular maintenance."
Zhou Qiong smiled. The two sat around and began to eat.
Zhou Qiong clipped a piece of squid to Chu Yi and said, "Have you been exhausted these days?"
"Not tired."
Zhou Qiong: "Hmm?"
Chu Yi rolled her eyes: "Listen to what you're asking? Asking me if I'm tired? Of course I'm tired, I'm exhausted."
She paused, counting her fingers: "Wake up at five in the morning, start exercising, practice singing, then learn music knowledge with partners, until the evening, and in the evening I have to listen to the teacher talk about all kinds of gossip in the music circle, who got together with who, who cheated, who supported a mistress, and was caught by the main wife, the three slept in the same bed... ...things like that, ah, I'm exhausted."
Despite what she said, Zhou Qiong heard endless joy in Chu Yi's voice.
"Oh." Speaking of this, Chu Yi sighed, "Thinking of Chu Lao Er, I am even more exhausted."
Zhou Qiong raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong with brother?"
She has been busy doing projects and preparing for interviews during this time, and has no time to understand what happened to Chu Fang.
Chu Yi said: "I don't know what's wrong, but recently Chu Lao Er is lazy. According to my sister-in-law, he stays at home all day long, doesn't go to work, doesn't cook, does nothing, and as soon as he opens his eyes, he plays games or reads novels."
Zhou Qiong was worried: "Could there be something psychologically wrong with brother?"
"Don't worry, no." Chu Yi waved her hand. "I called Chu Lao Er, and he even scolded me on the phone, his mental state is unusually good."
"If he is sick, then I am terminally ill with cancer!"
Zhou Qiong took this matter to heart, ate dinner and then called Chu Fang to inquire about the situation. Hearing Chu Fang's smile, she felt relieved, he was still as cheerful as ever.
Chu Yi shrugged: "See, Chu Lao Er is just lazy, not sick. It would be so good if he was sick."
Zhou Qiong: "... ..."
Under the night, in a quiet private restaurant, Zhong Tingyue, He Yi and Yang Meina were having a sisters' gathering.
"This restaurant is good." Yang Meina looked around. "Is it expensive?"
"The boss of this restaurant gave Chu Fang a few coupons, which doesn't cost much after the discount," Zhong Tingyue said.
"Why is Chu Fang everywhere?" Yang Meina felt annoyed when she heard the name, then suddenly looked under the table, which was empty, and patted her chest. "Thank goodness, there is no Chu Fang under the table."
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
You have Chu Fang phobia.
He Yi had an inseparable smile on her face: "I want to tell you a great piece of news."
