At the south gate of Imperial Capital University.

There are quite a few cars parked on the roadside. Today is Friday, and many local students who don’t have classes in the afternoon have been picked up by their families.

Among the waiting cars was a striking ginger-colored sports car.

The car door was open, and a young man wearing trendy brands and sunglasses was leaning against the car.

Even though most of his face was covered by sunglasses, his superior figure and the sports car behind him still attracted many people to chat with him.

When Xie Zhitan came out, he saw Qin Ci surrounded by several girls and boys.

He had a dark face, his arms folded across his chest, and was saying something impatiently.

Xie Zhitan stood there and watched for a while.

You really can't judge a person by his appearance. They lived in the same building abroad, and Xie Zhitan had seen Qin Ci drunk and going in and out with some men and women many times.

He thought those people were Qin Ci's bedmates.

I can't speak much abroad.

After returning to China, he had another unpleasant incident because of Shu Yao.

Now Qin Ci needs his help...

It's really strange.

Qin Ci was annoyed by people around him asking for his contact information.

A man came close to him, his chest touching his arm, and swayed his body.

Qin Ci was disgusted, his face turned ugly, and he immediately cursed: "You fucking idiot..."

"Qin Ci."

A man's clear and gentle voice sounded not far away.

Qin Ci's anger suddenly froze.

The boy who was asking Qin Ci for his WeChat ID also turned around, and when he saw Xie Zhitan, his expression changed slightly.

Professor Xie is a well-known figure in the Department of Finance, and he applied for Professor Xie's elective course this semester.

I didn’t expect that this top-notch man driving a sports car was actually Professor Xie’s friend.

Although the girl next to him did not take Xie Zhitan's class, she knew a little about the youngest professor at Imperial Capital University.

They immediately greeted Xie Zhitan respectfully as if they were meeting the dean of studies, and then dispersed in a flash.

Seeing this, Qin Ci said dissatisfiedly, "Students from Imperial Capital University are just like this. Damn, that little sissy just now actually tried to seduce me with his poached chicken body?"

Xie Zhitan looked at him with calm eyes as he slapped his clothes in disgust.

After a moment, Qin Ci glanced at him uncomfortably and said, "Enough of the excitement, shall we go?"

It has been quite a while since Qin Ci graduated.

Xie Zhitan, who also returned from abroad, has been promoted once.

Qin Ci was still playing lazily.

During this period, Qin's father saw that Qin Ci was quite well-behaved, so he tentatively asked him if there was anything he wanted to do. He couldn't just play like this every day.

If Qin Ci wants to start a business, the executives and middle managers of Qin Ci's mother's company can help him.

According to Qin's father, those people are all top students who graduated from the finance and management departments of the world's top universities.

Of course Qin Ci was not interested.

Regardless of whether Qin's father gave him money or not, the assets left by his mother and grandfather were enough for him to squander in ten lifetimes.

Is he crazy and has to work so hard to start a business?

...

"Well, my husband forced me to start this company," Qin Ci explained slowly to Xie Zhitan while driving. "But you know, I'm uneducated and unskilled. Taking money to start a business would be a waste of money. That's why I'd like to ask you, a top student in the Department of Finance and Management, for help."

His fingers gripping the steering wheel turned white and his tone was a little nervous.

But fortunately, Xie Zhitan didn't notice.

Xie Zhitan frowned slightly and said, "You can start a company if you have money, but have you decided what industry to start in?"

Qin Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't ask any other questions: "Did you forget? I majored in music in college, majoring in conducting."

Xie Zhitan paused, he really had forgotten.

This man, who looks like an athlete and loves skydiving, racing and boxing, has been a violin prince since he was a child.

He's just a rude prince who curses and loves to fight.

"So what kind of company are you going to start?"

"It's a theatrical performance. I'm planning to form a small music group."

Xie Zhitan's eyelids twitched, and he thought of Xie Zhiyan's band.

He slowly exhaled and turned to look at Qin Ci: "You want to launder money? Let me make it clear, I will never help you with this kind of thing."

The traffic light turned red, and Qin Ci's eyes widened as he asked, "What the hell? Fuck, you mean I'll definitely pay for it?"

His voice was too loud, and Xie Zhitan frowned. "What are you excited about? And don't use so many bad words when you talk to me. These days, the music group is just for money laundering. Don't tell me it's for profit."

Qin Ci's face turned red with anger.

His lips trembled, not knowing how to explain to Xie Zhitan.

In order to reasonably ask Xie Zhitan to help him start a company, he racked his brains for a whole night before finally coming up with the idea of ​​forming a performance band!

“The light is green.”

Xie Zhitan reminded him.

Qin Ci pursed his lips and started the car: "You'll know when we get there. My band is not the kind of shabby thing you say."

More than ten minutes later, Qin Ci turned the car into a deep alley.

At the end is a quaint three-story villa.

After entering the yard, there were a few people standing there, both men and women.

Some of them carry musical instruments with them, such as cello, violin, etc.

Xie Zhitan's gaze swept over them and finally landed on the only unarmed man in the yard.

"Did you see that guy? The one playing the piano? Doesn't he look a bit like Hua Jian to you?"

Before getting off the bus, Qin Ci enthusiastically introduced him to Xie Zhitan: "Someone recommended him to me. He's a top student and plays the piano pretty well."

Xie Zhitan frowned and glanced at the man wearing rimless glasses from a distance, "Not like that."

"No, I think they look very similar. Take a closer look."

He leaned closer to Xie Zhitan and said excitedly, "This guy was introduced to me by a friend of mine. His last name is Zhang. My friend has seen Hua Jian and said he looks like Hua Jian. You can't say he looks exactly like Hua Jian, but from certain angles, they do look a bit like each other."

Xie Zhitan subconsciously frowned and backed away when he approached.

This distance exceeds the normal social distance.

But there was a backrest behind him and he had nowhere to retreat.

Xie Zhitan could only turn his head to the side and wait for him to finish speaking before leaving.

Obviously, he overestimated Qin Ci's emotional intelligence again.

The smell of Qin Ci's shaving lotion went straight into Xie Zhitan's nose, making him inexplicably restless.

He lowered his eyes and glanced over. Qin Ci's face was less than two fists away.

chatter.

I didn't expect that Qin Ci always had a cold face, was irritable and easily angered, but his eyelashes were as thick and curly as a child's.

Also, where did he get so much enthusiasm to discuss something about playing the piano?

His breath once again fell on Xie Zhitan's jaw.

The veins on Xie Zhitan's neck suddenly jumped.

Qin Ci felt a slightly cool finger pressed against his forehead, and his words stopped abruptly.

The next moment, Xie Zhitan pushed him back to his driver's seat with his fingers.

'Bang!'

The car door closed, and Xie Zhitan walked straight past Zhang Xiaoran and entered the villa.

In the car, Qin Ci covered his forehead in disbelief: "Am I a cheap person? What does it mean to use just one finger?"