Chapter 310

Chu Jiang took out two VIP tickets. The ticket collector's mouth couldn't be closed immediately. His bright eyes were nine points more respectful and one point more worship.

"Hello, sir, please come with me. There is a VIP channel next to it." The tall ticket inspector seemed to be much shorter, bending over to lead the way.

At this moment, Chu Jiang realized that the VIP tickets were awesome. Otherwise, it would take at least half an hour to cross the vast stream of people. It was nothing for him, and the beautiful legs of the beauties around him would inevitably be attacked by three or five salty pig hands.

Chu Jiang led Murong Yin leisurely in a VIP passage separated by transparent glass, welcoming the projection of the burning eyes of tens of thousands of people.

Chu Jiang didn't matter, but accepted it calmly, while Murong Yin kept blushing, maybe too excited, maybe too shy.

She suddenly had a feeling of walking on the red carpet with Chu Jiang, just as she didn't wear her wedding dress.

"That Liu Xiaoxian is so awesome that she can get two VIP tickets. I should meet her later when I have a chance." Murong Yin lowered his head and said softly.

"Isn't it just going through the VIP channel? Look, it makes you so excited. As long as you like it, I'll bring you every day." Chu Jiang secretly spits out bad things. It seems that it makes sense for her daughter to be rich, otherwise it is easy to be cheated by some small favor.

"Go!" Murong Yin rolled her eyes. She was used to Chu Jiang's ridicule.

"Liu Xiaoman, Liu Xiaoxian, it is estimated that it is a sister. She must have come to the concert. You see, I have brought all this red wine." Chu Jiang mentioned the red wine in his hand and added.

VIP seats are a row of tall seats, only more than ten meters away from the stage. In addition to giving the people sitting there a very awesome feeling, they can also have close contact with the stars, shake hands, hug and even wink at the phone. There is no problem.

The seats in the first row are VIP seats, actually only more than 30. From the layout of the stage, they are all in the center opposite the stage.

According to the rules, as long as you hold VIP tickets, you can choose a position in the first row. At this moment, there are only three or five people sitting in this row. You can see that they are all rich CHILDES at a glance.

Chu Jiang took Murong Yin and sat down casually. Then he talked and laughed.

"Sister Murong Yin, have you been popular lately?" Chu Jiang asked.

"It rises every day." Speaking of this topic, Murong Yin showed his faint eyes.

Chu Jiang saw it in his eyes and deliberately teased, "are you secretly in love with the local tyrant who voted for you?"

"Go, is there still the word secret love in this era!" Murong Yin smiled, then frowned slightly, "I'm just curious about how that wayward local tyrant didn't show his face after voting."

"Are you looking forward to him asking you out?" Chu Jiang asked earnestly.

"Ask your head!" Murong yinxiu blushed, "I'm just curious."

"Maybe he is waiting for an opportunity." Chu Jiang pondered for a moment and replied.

"What opportunity?" Murong Yin asked.

"Since it's an opportunity, of course, it's only clear when it appears. Sing your song well, silly girl!" Chu Jiang laughed and said, "as long as you believe that he is a kind local tyrant."

"Well, I'll sing well and I won't disappoint the local tyrant." Murong Yin nodded firmly.

In fact, Chu Jiang wanted to tell Murong Yin many times that he was the wayward local tyrant, but he took it back when it came to his mouth. Sometimes leaving a mystery is also a beauty, isn't it?

"I wipe, who is this, sitting in the seat that Ximen Shao likes!"

"I really don't know the height of heaven and earth. There should be a good play later."

"The boy is dead! But... The woman beside him is really on time!"

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When Chu Jiang was chatting with Murong Yin, three or five rich CHILDES around him were pointing at him. Murong Yin may not be heard, but Chu Jiang heard it and heard it clearly.

Chu Jiang, who wanted to keep a low profile, looked at the vacant position next to him and was about to suggest to Murong Yin that he should change his position. Anyway, it was an excellent position. Why should he have a dispute with Ximen for a position.

"Hey, hey, who are you? You're sitting where our young master likes to sit!" Two young men like senior bodyguards swaggered to Chu Jiang and shouted impolitely, as if the dogs in front of Simon Shao were many times higher than others.

"Brother Chu, let's change our position." Murong Yin said weakly that she was very happy to hear her idol's concert tonight, not to mention sitting in the VIP position, which was a surprise she had never dreamed of before.

When she saw these two arrogant youths, her first reaction was of course to give in.

If these two bodyguards come a minute late, Chu Jiang and Murong Yin may have reached other positions at the moment.

Volunteering to sit in another position and being forced to change to another position are completely different things for men. Brother Jiang is not a saint. Why should he be embarrassed if he leaves under such circumstances?

"What the hell is Simon? Is his name engraved on this chair?" Chu Jiang pretended to be surprised.

"Don't mention in Haishi, even in the whole Jiangnan, do we still need to engrave names where our young master wants to sit? If you don't get up, we'll be impolite." One of the bodyguards said proudly. It's obvious that if Chu Jiang doesn't get up again, they will fight.

Do it? How can they fight with brother Jiang! But in this case, brother Jiang will not bully the weak with the strong. The most is to defend himself.

The bodyguard had not swung his hand, but had been held by Chu Jiang, just like a firm pliers. No matter how hard the bodyguard tried, he couldn't move a bit.

Another bodyguard, seeing that the situation was wrong, rushed to help, but the same situation happened.

So the two bodyguards squatted in front of Chu River, with black faces and a rather strange expression.

After all, it's a public occasion. To win, you have to win grace. Chu Jiang smiled.

"What's the matter?" Four men came out of the VIP channel, three of whom were Zhang Shaoming and Dongfang Zhenghe Tian Guang, who were all trampled by Chu Jiang. The other was similar in age to them, but more magnanimous, with a very stable appearance.

All three of Zhang Shaoming followed the young man, as if he were their master.

What is the identity of this young man? It can make the three domineering young masters of Haishi treat so low-key.

As soon as the three young masters of Haishi came out, they became the focus of the whole audience, because they all have a good father.

Money is a good thing, which can make people instantly have infinite charm, even if this person takes off the coat of money and is nothing.

And the young man, no one seems to know him.

"Ximen Shao... Master, this one who doesn't have eyes takes your place!" A bodyguard saw the master coming, wagged his tail and said embarrassed.

At this moment, Chu Jiang has quietly let go of their hands.