Chapter 105 The Physical Strength of a 23-Year-Old Man



Chapter 105 The Physical Strength of a 23-Year-Old Man

Qin You's gaze sent shivers down one's spine; his narrow, single-lidded eyes always held a sharp edge when he looked at someone. "President Jiang, not everything can be bought with money. I don't want the investment!"

He looked at his panicked manager. He had offended both the investors and his manager. Just as she had said, the band could disband tomorrow.

"You can leave too, I'll figure out a way for the band to stay."

Qin You picked up his coat, draped it over his shoulder, and strode out. The youthful exuberance and willfulness propelled him forward, not allowing him to look back.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Ignoring Mr. Jiang's darkening face, the agent grabbed the contract on the table and chased after him.

The two disappeared like a whirlwind down the KTV corridor.

After finishing his drink, President Jiang slowly got up, humming an old song that was playing, and swayed his slender waist as he pushed open the door.

A young woman with a cast on her hand stood behind the door. Ms. Jiang was certain she didn't recognize her, but the woman seemed to be there for her, so she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who is this?"

"President Jiang, young people's dreams are truly remarkable, aren't they? To reject your investment for something so vague and unrealistic," Zhou Qiao said calmly.

"Hahahaha, here to talk to me about dreams again?" President Jiang chuckled sarcastically, as if he had heard something amusing.

Zhou Qiao had no expression, but her anger had been burning in her heart for so long that it was about to burn her to ashes.

"Mr. Jiang, you must remember this day. A woman with her arm in a cast bet you that the man who just left here will become a household name as the lead singer of a band, and his songs will be sung in every karaoke bar."

"Dream, what a beautiful word. How can someone without dreams reach you? You just don't understand the dreams of young people; you're outdated!"

After Zhou Qiao finished speaking, she didn't care about President Jiang's reaction, turned around and left. After a few steps, she started running.

The elevator doors had already closed. She ran to the window, leaned halfway out to look, and saw a sea of ​​people below, but she couldn't see any familiar faces.

"Damn it! What did that dog of a man eat to grow up so fast!" Zhou Qiao leaned against the window and made a phone call.

"Beep beep beep beep..."

After a long while, the call was finally answered. The woman tried to control her breathing, but it sounded almost like a drumbeat on the other end of the line.

"Mr. Zhou, what's the matter?"

Zhou Qiao sneered, "You're not going to tell me about what you did behind my back? I'll give you ten minutes. Come back right now! I'll be waiting for you in the private room."

After saying that, she sent over the number of the private room where the three of them had stayed.

Sure enough, the other party dared not reply to the message anymore.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qiao's WeChat was being bombarded with messages from Xu Songning. She patted her forehead, realizing she had almost forgotten about her friend!

As she walked back, she sent a voice message: "Songning, I have an upset stomach. You go back to the private room and wait for me. I can't easily take out my phone with one hand. I'm sorry, baby."

When Zhou Qiao walked back, President Jiang was no longer there. She pushed open the door and went in, sitting down where President Jiang had just been sitting, crossing her legs in the same position.

The ground was a mess, but she didn't care; she'd just pay some compensation.

The agent entered the private room with a ten-minute countdown, stood awkwardly to the side, still holding the contract in his hand, looking exhausted.

"Sit down, Shanshan, don't be so formal. Aren't we friends?" Zhou Qiao patted the seat next to her.

Qian Shanshan sat down in silence. "Boss Zhou, when did you arrive? How did you know about this place?"

"I've been outside the door the whole time, you just didn't notice me." Zhou Qiao relaxed, leaning back on the sofa, her arm seemed to ache faintly, even though the injured area had long since stopped hurting.

Qian Shanshan pressed her lips even tighter. She was too ashamed to face Zhou Qiao, who had witnessed everything that had happened today.

"Where did Qin You go? Have you found him?" Zhou Qiao asked.

"I don't know... He disappeared when I chased after him." Qian Shanshan rubbed her temples, feeling utterly exhausted. How could she possibly match the stamina of a 23-year-old man?

She regretted it; she shouldn't have done that!

Zhou Qiao looked directly into her eyes, placing her good hand on the back of Shan Shan's hand. "Shan Shan, when I asked you to help Qin You form a band, we discussed the contract in detail. Is there anything you're not satisfied with in our contract? I think what I gave you was enough to satisfy you, but you ignored the provisions of our contract and made Qin You entertain these kinds of investors?"

Qian Shanshan jerked her hand away as if she had been electrocuted. She took a step back and no longer looked Zhou Qiao in the eye.

“I’m satisfied with the contract, but as a businessman, you should know better than me that Qin You and his band are worth far more than this! I just want to lead them to a better future, and you can’t blame me!”

"Fine, tell me, are you satisfied with today's scene? Haven't I told you about Qin You's personality? Haven't I told you that he needs to devote himself entirely to his creative work and doesn't need to do things he doesn't like?" Zhou Qiao said sternly.

"I brought you in to lead the band, not to ruin it! Now that Qin You has run away, tell me, what are you going to do? What about the fans who are waiting for them to perform? What about the money Qin You and I invested?"

This was her authority as the boss and investor. She hadn't been involved in the band's affairs for too long, which led Qian Shanshan to overstep her bounds and decide on Qin You and the band's future development for her.

Qian Shanshan looked terrible. She knew she shouldn't have done this. She was well aware of the unspoken rules in the industry. If Qin You went completely insane today, she wouldn't be able to handle the situation at all.

Her face was deathly pale, her hands trembling, and she finally realized her mistake.

She actually forced Qin You to attend social events, which not only went against Zhou Qiao's original intention, but also differed from the way she had imagined obtaining investment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, I... I was momentarily blinded by greed..."

Zhou Qiao raised her hand towards her, palm facing outward, a gesture that indicated she was refusing to listen to her.

"I don't want to hear anything. If you don't want to work here anymore, you can resign tonight and go find your next training target. If you still want to work here, at least get Qin You back and make sure he participates properly in tomorrow's event!"

Zhou Qiao picked up her bag and walked out. Suddenly, she turned around and looked at her, thinking of something. "You know better than I do about the potential and future profit of this band. Shanshan, don't let the small gains in front of you blind you. If you think that what the band and I can give you is too little, then give up. The band doesn't need you. They can still reach the top without you because the band has Qin You."

After saying that, she slammed the door shut, leaving Qian Shanshan alone in the private room filled with broken glass to reflect on her actions.

After venting her anger, Zhou Qiao stood on the rooftop and felt the cold wind.

After thinking for a long time, I finally took out my phone, pulled out the person from the blacklist, and dialed the number.

"Beep beep beep..."

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