Reborn Conceited Soldier

In the middle of the backstage, when Sikong Banyu walked in, there was only one person at the door. That was Liu Fangqi, the backstage that was originally prepared to be used as a gathering place was now empty. Sikong Banyu paused for a moment and immediately understood.    

    

"Mr Sikong, please come this way. We have prepared a new set of clothes for you, as well as a car to leave."    

    

Liu Fangqi originally thought that Sikong Banyu was just a young master who wanted to have a little fun, but when he saw the sound of the zither rising up from the backstage and heard Zhongli Yun's voice, at that moment, whether it was him, Zhou Bin, or He Yingxiong, they all knew that they were wrong.    

    

This wasn't a bored young master, but a terrifying figure that could shock the entire world's music industry. Towards Sikong Banyu's respect and admiration, Liu Fangqi didn't know how to express it. As a man, hearing the domineering aura in "Atonement" made his blood boil, even though he was already too old to be arrogant.    

    

Liu Fangqi led Sikong Banyu to the door of a room. He Yingxiong, who was waiting at the door, saw Sikong Banyu walking towards him. He Yingxiong quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Mr Sikong, your clothes are ready inside."    

    

"Thank you for your trouble …" He Yingxiong opened his mouth wanting to say something, but he was stopped by Liu Fangqi, who shook his head: "Chief He, it's useless. You and I don't even know what kind of person Mr Sikong is, but you should have heard that song just now. The person who can write this song is definitely not a narrow-minded person, but he's definitely a man with a strong personality, so I advise you not to be smart, and not be unable to stop when the time comes, as an old friend, I really hope you won't hit your head with a stone."    

    

When He Yingxiong heard this, he was silent for a while. After a while, he lightly nodded, "Director Liu is right. I will remember it. I will go and bring my son here."    

    

"Mm …" Go! Mr Sikong should be leaving this place soon. Don't miss this opportunity. "    

    

Sikong Banyu, who entered the room, couldn't help but feel helpless. This wasn't like having prepared a change of clothes, it was like moving the next clothing supermarket completely here. It had to be said, rich people really knew how to play! The entire room was densely packed with clothes racks, and the clothes on top of them were arranged in a manner reminiscent of street vendors. Western-style, Chinese-style, retro, national dress and so on, should have everything.    

    

Sikong Banyu twitched his mouth. These clothes looked like a stall, but the price was a famous apparel. If it was outside, the clothes in this room could be counted as all the valuables of a successful businessman.    

    

"Extravagant, wasteful …" Sikong Banyu couldn't help but mutter. Even as an emperor, he didn't waste his money on boring clothes like the Dragon Robe … "Ugh …" This can't be considered … hehe … After all, Vermillion Bird Continent were all cultivators, and most of their clothes were materialized from magic treasures. Everyone was their own designer, other than ordinary people and their clothing needs, cultivators were self-sufficient.    

    

He casually picked up a set of casual clothes. If it wasn't for his clothes being too eye-catching, his performance on the stage just now had caused a huge reaction, and this was a live broadcast. There was more than one person who had seen it. The paparazzi who had sniffed the air had probably set up layers of defenses in front of the City of Music. If he had swaggered out wearing these clothes, then he would have been a great musician very soon.    

    

He was about to change into the casual clothes when his cell phone rang.    

    

"Ding ling ling …"    

    

Sikong Banyu took out his phone and looked at the caller ID on the screen. A faint smile appeared on his face: "Hello …" Heh heh, your call came just in time! Are you satisfied? "    

    

"I'm not too satisfied because this song of yours is totally like selling a sheep's nest to the dogs. If I knew that you had such talent in music, I would have changed the conditions to let you write a redemption poem based on my circumstances, not yours."    

    

"If you admit defeat, I will follow your wishes. What's more …" When do you start? "    

    

"Hehe, even though you are acting like a lamb trying to sell yourself out, I am not the type to go back on my words. Rest assured!" You can make your move without worry, I guarantee that nothing will happen to him, and I guarantee that Zhong Family will definitely not receive the slightest bit of information. "    

    

"With your words, I am relieved."    

    

"Un, this is the original reason. But remember, you still owe me a song. Give it to me as soon as you can. I don't like to owe others, nor do I like them to owe me."    

    

"Ah?" When did I owe you a song, you … "    

    

"You were the one who owed me in the first place, but now it has become your own portrait. That's all. Bring it to me next time you see me!" I'm hanging up first! "    

    

Sikong Banyu listened to the beep on the phone and couldn't help but be a bit speechless. Qiu Xiaoren was starting the bidding right now! Although this "Atonement" was under the guise of Qiu Xiaoren to make his inner love and sorrow appear on occasion, in the end, Qiu Xiaoren's entrustment had already been completed!    

    

However, Sikong Banyu didn't think so and was happy instead. Qiu Xiaoren seemed to still have the intention to continue the relationship with him, then the chances of winning him over to his side in the future would be much better than buying with just a hammer. To Sikong Banyu, a song was a piece of cake, but to be able to get half of the black net in his hands, that was a very profitable business.    

    

"Hehe …" It looks like it's about time. " Sikong Banyu muttered as he picked up the suit and changed. Then, he walked out the door. From the date he had agreed upon with Huang Feihua and the others, it would be tomorrow. Tomorrow would be the great reshuffle of the Chinese business world, and it would also be the beginning of the Fengyun Group stepping into the peak of China.    

    

He had to go back and carefully plan things out. He had to do it so that no one would be left out of the picture. Otherwise, he would cause unnecessary trouble.    

    

However, the moment he opened the door, he saw He Yingxiong, Liu Fangqi and an unfamiliar young man standing at the door. The young man looked to be about Sikong Banyu's age, wearing a flowery shirt as thin as a cicada's wing.