Chapter 97

Huo Chengzhou smiled with a lazy tone: "OK."

Joanne turned her head, her slender fingers fell on the keys, and then a note, two notes... A happy but non noisy piano music began to flow in the room.

Huo Chengzhou had a smile on his lips, but the surging mood at the bottom of his eyes betrayed his good mood at the moment without reservation.

At the end of the song, Joan's eyebrows suddenly frowned, her fingers touched the logo, and then the whole person was surprised.

"Huo Chengzhou." She suddenly turned her head and looked in the direction of the sofa: "are you there?"

"Yes." Huo Chengzhou's particularly lazy tone: "how?"

"This piano..."

"The one you played at Huocheng mall."

"More than 50 million!" Joan held the guide stick tightly, and her face was full of shock: "where did you get the money!"

Huo Chengzhou got up and sat down. He took a glass of water and moistened his throat. His tone was calm: "I'm 26 years old. I always have some savings? Do you think the old rich second generation can't even manage basic financial affairs?"

"Financial management? What do you mean?" Asked Joanne.

Huo Chengzhou led his lips: "deposit, steady and safe."

Joanne: "... So how much did you use your savings?"

"All." Huo Chengzhou said silently, "I borrowed some from my friends."

Joan's expression froze on her face for a moment. She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. Only three words floated back and forth in her mind: black sheep.

Raising his hand to help his forehead, Joanne asked, "can you return?"

"No." Huo Chengzhou raised his chin and said proudly: "I bought it from Ling Yi. It's too shameless to return it."

"Is face important or money important?" Joanne asked him.

"Of course it's face." Huo Chengzhou's deep eyes fell on her face, and his tone was half true and half false: "I can't lose face here in Lingyi."

Joanne: "

Her complicated, tangled and speechless mood at the moment has no suitable words to describe.

When she was brainstorming and trying to persuade Huo Chengzhou to return the piano, she heard a man's understatement: "don't you like it? 50 million. I think it's worth it if you like it."

Joanne's persuasion was on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed it.

Seeing a touch of moving emotion at the bottom of her eyes, Huo Chengzhou slightly picked up his eyebrows: "besides, the hypnotic piano music you gave me before is very effective. When I thank you, I can play the piano when I have nothing to do in the future, and I can have a good sleep."

Joanne looked over and said, "have you slept well lately?"

"Better than before." Huo Chengzhou said, "I can sleep for at least two or three hours."

Joan's eyes flashed a touch of heartache, fleeting: "if it works, I'll record some more for you later."

"OK." Huo Chengzhou looked at her with bright eyes: "just record with this piano. I think the effect will be better."

Joanne nodded, "OK."

After dinner, Joan went back to her room. There were several messages on her mobile phone, Mei Mei from Ling's piano company.

Mei Mei: [Joan, the piano of the treasure of the town store was bought. It is said that it was bought by a rich second generation. It was said that it was bought home for his wife... My God, why didn't I meet such a rich second generation who doted on his wife!]

Joanne: [maybe the rich second generation started eating dirt after buying the piano?]

Mei Mei: [why, the so-called rich second generation is the kind with too much money to spend.]

Joanne: [you may be talking about the rich second generation in the traditional sense. There is another kind of black sheep in the world who only gnaw at the old.]

Mei Mei: [why do I listen to you? Is there something wrong with your tone? Lemonade?]

Joan looked up and sighed. She also wanted lemon essence. The key thing was on her. She couldn't cry or laugh. She wanted to cry without tears

Joanne: [if you need a pianist's work recently, help me pay attention. It doesn't matter whether it's big or small. Just make money.]