Recently, he has been controlling himself, which has been a great improvement.

Even now, he hasn't touched the button.

Or, he was already trying to slowly emerge from the pain of loss.

At this time, I am afraid that... it is not a wise choice.

"It's okay, I..."

"I thought about it, let's go to sea. I really want to go to Xingxing." Feng Nuan hugged his arm and shook it, "Okay?"

"good--!"

Feng Chen smiled and responded with a pampering look on his face.

"Walk!"

The brother and sister walked out of the elevator together and got into the car that was sunk.

When the car drove out of the building parking lot, FedEx staff also drove the car into the parking lot and carried the express on the car into the building to deliver it to the company's mailroom.

Subsequently, the staff in the mailroom sorted the documents and sent them to different parts.

Finally, the envelope with Feng Chen's name was sent to Feng Chen's assistant Qiao's office.

"Boss' email!"

Joe took the email and glanced at the address above.

The address is the address of a hotel, and the category column says the email content: Performance tickets.

Qiao originally wanted to open it and check it out, but just as the phone on the desk was about to ring, he put the email aside.

By the time he finished the work at hand and finally had time to come back to process the email, it was almost time to get off work.

He took out the express delivery and took out the invitation. Qiao's eyes fell on the exquisite envelope invitation and raised his eyebrows gently.

Feng Nuan likes music. In order to meet her preferences, Feng Chen often buys tickets for her concerts or related performances.

Qiao naturally regarded these two tickets as tickets bought by Feng Chen, and put the performance ticket back into the envelope.

After simply packing the table, he held several documents and performance tickets in his hand and drove downstairs to Fengchen's villa.

Before Fengchen and Fengnuan came back, he went upstairs and put the things in Fengchen's study room, and before leaving, he explained to the butler.

"When the gentleman comes back, remember to remind him that I will put his express delivery on the desk together."

"OK."

The housekeeper replied with a smile.

...

...

That night.

Broadway Street.

The figures rush.

The Chinese musical was only less than a week after it was launched in Broadway's largest theater, which is also the first time in Broadway's history.

Two hours before the performance began, a reporter had already heard the news.

These reporters are not only local journalists, but also some are journalists who come from the imperial capital and the country.

Jun Qing successfully launched domestic musicals this time, which is also a historic beginning for the domestic performance market.

The car stopped at the entrance of the theater, and Lu Wenqing opened the door on the side of the hall.

Di Lin, wearing a formal outfit, got out of the car, bypassed the car and helped Jun Qing open the door, and helped Jun Qing, who was wearing a silver uniform, out of the car.

With such a glorious historical moment for his wife, he, as a husband, must not be absent.

Although she had just taken over the Di family and had a lot of things to do, Di Lin flew over early in the morning to help her prepare for the performance tonight.

After the two got off the car, the theater owner Mr. Weber and his wife. The four of them walked up the steps and came to the theater.

In the VIP seat, the big guys invited to come have almost reached 80%.
Chapter completed!