Zhang Qiuyue smiled and said to Chen Fei: "Brother Chen, you deliberately made fun of me. I know how much I am now. I think my current ability is still unable to become a qualified artist."

"That's Qiuyue, you have too high requirements for yourself. Qiuyue's singing voice is not as good as many professional singers." Chen Fei said with a smile.

Zhang Qiuyue said: "Brother Chen, you laughed again. I don't agree. On the one hand, it's a matter of ability. On the other hand, I think Mr. Ji's invitation to me now is not because of myself, but because of you, Brother Chen."

"My reason? Why? I have incomplete tone and have no ability." Chen Fei smiled.

Zhang Qiuyue waved her hand and said, "Brother Chen, what I am talking about is not singing. It's your relationship with that young master Luo or something like that."

"Oh, why do you say that?" Chen Fei asked.

Zhang Qiuyue said: "More than a year ago, when Sister Song took me to school, she took me to Dongyang Entertainment Company and wanted to recommend me to Mr. Ji and ask the company to sign me."

"But, Mr. Ji was busy at the time and had no time to see me. In the end, he only left a recording file in the company, so we left. Later, Sister Song urged him to ask a few times, but the company did not respond, so the matter was left alone."

"They didn't sign me at that time, but now President Ji came here to sign me so actively, and he was with Principal Zhao. I think it must be because of you, Brother Chen." Zhang Qiuyue said.

After hearing this, Chen Fei felt a move in his heart and understood Zhang Qiuyue's thoughts. At the same time, he also believed that Zhang Qiuyue's thoughts were very likely to be true. It seems that Mr. Ji was so enthusiastic because of his relationship with Luo Feng, for the sake of the Luo family.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the huge changes in Mr. Ji's attitude around the past and after.

Of course, these are human nature, and Chen Fei can understand their thoughts.

Afterwards, Chen Fei bid farewell to Zhang Qiuyue and drove away from the Beijing Conservatory of Music.

Not long after driving out of the campus, a traffic jam suddenly occurred on a road not wide in front of me. The cars were blocked for hundreds of meters long, and they were all crowded together and could not move.

Some impatient drivers kept honking the horn, but they had no effect and could only wait in place with cursing.

Chen Fei sat in the car and waited for more than ten minutes, but the car still didn't move at all. Instead, the convoy was blocked longer and longer. Some people were impatient and rushed out of the car and walked to the front to see what was going on.

In a vague way, Chen Fei could see that hundreds of meters away, a bustling crowd surrounded by people, noisy, pushing and shoving. The scene seemed to be chaotic, mixed with the shouts of beating people.

Seeing this, Chen Fei frowned, then got out of the car and walked forward.

Soon, Chen Fei arrived at the traffic jam in front. It seemed that the car in the front was parked in the middle of the road, but it blocked all the vehicles behind and could not move forward.

At this moment, many dissatisfied drivers and passengers surrounded and were talking about something bustlingly.

In the car in front, several strong men in suits and sunglasses and bodyguards were walking down, pushing and pushing away the people around them.

There was some conflict between the two sides pushing and shouting, and it was obvious that the conflict was growing.

Seeing this, Chen Fei squeezed out the crowd and came into the crowd. He looked at the car parked by the roadside, and then was shocked because the person sitting in the car was nothing but Ji Dongyang, the president of Dongyang Entertainment Company, which Chen Fei had just met at the Beijing Conservatory of Music.

It was precisely that Ji Dongyang, who was graceful and smiling just now, had a pale face and sweating all over his head. He covered his heart and leaned in the back seat with pain. The driver was doing emergency measures for Ji Dongyang, but it was not very useful. He could only see that the painful expression on Ji Dongyang's face became more and more serious.

"Why haven't the ambulance arrived yet? Are all the people in the hospital dead?" A man, who looked like a secretary, made a phone call in a hurry and cursed.

Someone came to report: "Secretary Qin, the hospital is already rushing here, but it is rush hour now, and the capital is too congested and the car cannot drive."

"Traffic jam, then adjust the helicopter! If there is anything wrong with Mr. Ji, we will all be done." Secretary Qin said angrily.

My subordinates dared not say much, so they could only nod and say yes, and immediately started contacting all parties to find a solution.

But at this time, Ji Dongyang twitched violently, let out a painful cry, and fainted.

Now, his subordinates were even more panicked and were in a hurry for a moment, not knowing what to do. The blocked drivers and passengers didn't know what was going on outside, and as dissatisfaction accumulated, they also began to explode. The black-clad bodyguards could no longer withstand the impact of the crowd.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Chen Fei walked over quickly and said, "I am a doctor, I'll show Mr. Ji!"

"You--" Several bodyguards looked at Chen Fei with a look of suspicion, and did not move out of the way.

However, Secretary Qin, who was on the phone, saw Chen Fei and said in surprise: "Mr. Chen, it's you! Get out of the way and let Mr. Qin come in."

Secretary Qin was following Ji Dongyang when he was on campus just now, so he naturally saw Chen Fei, so he asked the bodyguard to give way.

"Secretary Qin, what's wrong with Mr. Ji?" Chen Fei asked.

Secretary Qin hurriedly said: "Justice has had coronary heart disease for many years. He just suddenly fell ill. He didn't bring medicine around and the ambulance was blocked on the road again. The situation is very critical now."

"I'll take a look!" Chen Fei hurried forward, grabbed Ji Dongyang's wrist, and started his pulse.

Although Secretary Qin did not believe that Chen Fei could cure the disease, after all, this was Mr. Luo's friend, and he would not offend him much, so he could only let Chen Fei go.

Soon, after Chen Fei finished his pulse, he took out a pair of silver needles and said, "Mr. Ji's disease, I can cure it!"

While speaking, before Secretary Qin could react, Chen Fei inserted the silver needle into Ji Dongyang's body.

Seeing the silver needle long with fingers entering Ji Dongyang's body, Secretary Qin felt worried. If something went wrong, he might be held accountable.

But now, Chen Fei has taken action, and he can't stop him, so he can only pray that Chen Fei really has that ability.

Just as Secretary Qin's worried expression was on his face, Chen Fei's hands flew, his movements were swift, and he injected the true energy into Ji Dongyang's body along the silver needle to control his condition.
Chapter completed!