Chu Chengmu's lunch break did not last long, mainly because after Zhong Qingqing woke up and started working, Tianlai's employees came in and out of Chu Chengmu's office from time to time. Even though these employees deliberately lowered their voices and footsteps,

Not long after, Chu Chengmu, who was taking a nap in the rest area, was awakened.

Rubbing his eyes, Chu Chengmu sat up from the sofa. His height of nearly 1.9 meters made him feel uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa. The central air conditioner directly above the sofa also made his nose dry.

After stretching his neck, which was a little stiff due to the lack of pillows, Chu Chengmu stood up and looked around the office, but happened to see a tall figure walking out of his office. The tall figure was still fluttering.

The long skirt was missing a sweater, but she still wore a mask on her face.

Getting up and walking into the lounge, Chu Chengmu simply washed his face at the sink. He saw two towels hanging on the side of the sink, one dark and one light. He stretched out his hand to test the humidity of the towel.

Chu Chengmu picked up the dark one and wiped his face.

After a brief wash, Chu Chengmu walked to Zhong Qingqing, lowered his head and looked at her computer desktop. He saw that only 8 short videos were left for the dance selection last time, including

4 of them are all folk dances, one of which is a large-scale folk dance, and the remaining 4 videos are the kind of female group dances that Chu Chengmu mentioned, showing waist and thighs.

"Has it been decided?" Chu Chengmu looked at the information in Da Niu's hand. The one on top was a temporary contract.

"Hmm! Chu Chengmu, is there a surname like 'Sen'?" Zhong Qingqing casually handed the contract to Chu Chengmu, then pulled open the keyboard on the desktop, picked up the computer drawing pad, and clicked on it.

I bought a drawing software and said.

Chu Chengmu took the temporary contract and flipped through it, and saw that the name signed by Party B on the contract was called "Lin Lin Bei". It sounded pretty good, but it sounded more like a stage name.

After looking at the temporary labor contract, Chu Chengmu looked down at Zhong Qingqing and found that the girl was operating a computer drawing tablet, drawing a very complicated and gorgeous floor-length ancient costume dress on the computer, and responded:

"Yes! The surname Sen is quite rare, even less than the Qiu of Qiu Jinge! The surname Sen has two origins. One is a descendant of the Yellow Emperor. He once held a fiefdom in the Sen Kingdom and was known as the Duke of Sen. His descendants took the surname of Sen.

Sen. 2: The emperor of Zhou was killed, and the ministers played a great role in protecting him. After giving him the honor, he was destroyed, and his descendants changed their surname to Sen."

"Are you drawing costumes for Qiu Jinge? The floor has been mopped, so how can you do any martial arts moves?"

When Zhong Qingqing, who was drawing with a computer drawing board, heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Chu Chengmu, patted her desk and motioned for him to sit down there.

When Chu Chengmu sat sideways on the desk, Zhong Qingqing put down the drawing board, rested her sharpened chin on Chu Chengmu's thigh, and said:

"You know quite a lot, but this little girl is complaining to you again? Qiu Jinge doesn't only have one song. In addition to the opening song, intermission, and the end, does it have to have one song?"

"We have no experience in organizing such large-scale events before. This is a rare opportunity. We will try to take this opportunity to push her reputation to a higher level. I think among the artists currently signed by the company, she is the only one who will last long.

Stay. With her as a pillar, we can continue to attract new people."

Feeling that Zhong Qingqing's chin was digging into the flesh of his thigh time and time again due to talking, causing pain, Chu Chengmu helplessly put his hand under Zhong Qingqing's chin. The big girl saw this.

, Hehehe smiled, then raised his head slightly and placed his chin on the palm of Chu Chengmu's hand.

"The little round face won't leave, right?" There was a small round and somewhat sharp thing in the palm of his hand. Chu Chengmu couldn't help closing his palm and pinched Zhong Qingqing's small face with the edge of his palm.

smiled.

Being pinched by Chu Chengmu, Zhong Qingqing was like a little wild cat, squinting her eyes and raising her chin slightly, as if waiting for the caress of her master, she smiled lightly and said:

"It's hard to say! The human heart cannot stand the test of money. Now she has quite good resources, plus the bonus of Super Girl. Although her singing skills are just like that, her little face is full of innocence.

The endorsement of such a youthful brand is easy to get. We took 30% of these endorsement fees, which probably makes us feel a little distressed."

"This time you gave her a small pat on the back in the movie we invested in. If the movie is as successful as you said, she might be able to develop into the film and television industry. Some time ago,

Her mother called and asked about the contract. We didn’t sign a long-term contract with her, it’s only for three years. It’s estimated that after three years, this girl will also have a solo career!”

Hearing this, Chu Chengmu smiled brightly and said: "It doesn't matter, I have never been interested in these small money! What we want to do is build a brand, and what we do is to export culture. What's the point of supporting a few small stars?

? It’s a small fight! When we build the brand, there will be many celebrities begging to be on our show.”

When Zhong Qingqing heard this, she curled her lips and said with some dissatisfaction:

"You're here to paint a pie for me again. You've said it so many times, but you actually told me in detail what you plan to do! You even bragged to me that you would make me the queen of the entertainment industry! Whose queen is that?

Just a few soldiers and generals?"

Hearing this, Chu Chengmu suddenly remembered Zhong Qingqing's deafness and couldn't help laughing: "Let me tell you, instead of worrying about whether you can be the queen here, you might as well think about it and ask the queen to come to power in the future.

How can you not make a fool of yourself when you sing!"

When Zhong Qingqing heard that Chu Chengmu was making fun of herself again, she couldn't help but reach out and pinch the soft flesh on the inner side of his thigh. Then she raised her head and found a Tianlai series perfume bottle mp3 with headphones plugged in from the drawer in the office.

He came out, handed it to Chu Chengmu, raised his eyebrows at him, and said proudly:

"Are you making excuses for my tone-deafness again? Come on, let me show you what hard work pays off!"

When Chu Chengmu saw this, he looked at Da Niu in surprise, picked up the earphones and put them in his ears.

Zhong Qingqing saw Chu Chengmu put on headphones, grabbed the MP3 from his hand, rummaged around, found a song, clicked to play, and looked at Chu Chengmu triumphantly again.

As the play button of the mp3 was clicked, just by listening to the prelude, Chu Chengmu knew that this was "Pipa Xing". As the short prelude ended, a slightly jerky but unusually strong and clear voice sounded.

After listening to the song, Chu Chengmu took off his earplugs and looked down at Zhong Qingqing, who seemed to be asking for credit or waiting to be praised. He couldn't help but reached out and touched her little head with a ball head, and said softly: "

Not a single word was sung out of tune, but to sing like this, you suffered a lot, right?"

Hearing this, Zhong Qingqing put away the MP3 player, then lowered her head and said with a bit of grievance:

"Well, it's okay. This is a song you wrote after all! Just sing it section by section, record it, and listen to it again and again. If you make a mistake, sing it again, and then listen to it again! Because I don't know when I sing.

What is wrong with my singing, so I can only try again and again until I get it right!"

When Chu Chengmu heard this, he couldn't help but paused with his hand caressing Zhong Qingqing's head, and then said softly:

"I have written a lot of songs. Are you going to try it again and again every time? How about we find a vocal teacher to guide you? Otherwise it will be too tiring."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Chu Chengmu finished speaking, Zhong Qingqing suddenly raised her head, glanced at him, and said angrily:

"No, I, Zhong Qingqing, will not allow myself to have such a big flaw! If Qiu Jinge knew that I was tone deaf, I would have crushed her to death. How can I let others know now? I spent several months

Once you have learned a song and gained experience, it will be much easier the next time. Anyway, this life is still long, and I will finish learning one day!"

Hearing this, Chu Chengmu couldn't help but shook his head, then stood up from the table, walked to the side, dragged a one-legged stool over, and pulled out an A4 paper from the printer on Zhong Qingqing's desk.

Then I picked up a rollerball pen in the pen holder and started writing and drawing on the A4 paper.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Zhong Qingqing stretched her head to the edge of the Chu City Curtain with some curiosity, glanced at what he was writing, and asked doubtfully.

"Don't our queen not allow herself to have such a big flaw? I promised you the recipe, and now I will help you write it down! I guarantee that there won't be any words like "appropriate amount"!" Chu Chengmu looked sideways at Da Niu.

1 glance, smiled and said.

"Yeah, yeah, then write it quickly! I want to learn Yuzhou cuisine, and I'll go home and try it tonight." Zhong Qingqing's eyes widened when she heard this, and she nodded excitedly.

Hearing this, Chu Chengmu shook his head in a funny way and said, "Well, I have to write about it. Can I just write about what I'm good at? Now that I have some time, you can talk to me about the last time you asked me to throw away Changsun Fu's business card.

It’s about that!”

When Zhong Qingqing heard that Chu Chengmu suddenly mentioned Changsun Fu, the excited look on his face suddenly froze. After a while, he said hesitantly: "I'm in a good mood now! No.

I really want to mention her. Forget it, let’s talk to you! After all, your safety is the most important.”

"Is it safe?" Upon hearing this, Chu Chengmu glanced at Zhong Qingqing in surprise and asked doubtfully.

Zhong Qingqing lowered her head and thought for a moment, then picked up the drawing board again and said with two thoughts:

"Well, I told you last time that Changsun Fu is similar to a retainer of the Yan family, right? In fact, this statement is not accurate. To be more precise, Changsun Fu is a retainer of Yan Yifeng! At the beginning, Yan Yifeng was because of his relationship with Zhuang

Chang Yang in Beijing

There was a conflict, and I don’t know the specific content of the conflict. I only know that the final result was that Yan Yifeng was completely locked into the Shenhua Group, and Zhuang Hanyang was expelled from the party and his career was completely cut off."

"Huh? What does that have to do with me?" Chu Chengmu has become somewhat immune to the history buried in the shadow of Kyoto's 49 cities. Although the two people mentioned by Zhong Qingqing both represent the current situation in China in addition to Luo

The two most powerful surnames outside the family, but he reacted quickly and asked with some confusion.

Zhong Qingqing sighed after hearing this, painted a complicated and abstract phoenix pattern on the skirt of the ancient costume, and said softly:

"Hey, how come it has nothing to do with you? Why do you think Changsun Fu found you out of nowhere last time? Putting aside Zhuang Changyang who has lost his future, just talking about Yan Yifeng, Changsun Fu was actually left in Kyoto by her

Eyeliner. I don’t know what means Changsun Fu used to learn that the old man of the Luo family is very optimistic about you. Later, after a series of verifications by her, she decided to put a lot of money on you. "

Hearing this, Chu Chengmu stopped writing the recipe, glanced sideways at Zhong Qingqing, and said:

"I do know about Mr. Luo. I have promised him to go to Kyoto to see him early next year. If I have any doubts then, they will be solved at once. But what the hell is Changsun Fu's big bet? He is not a relative.

Are you still betting heavily on me for no reason?"

Hearing this, Zhong Qingqing also turned back to look at Chu Chengmu, with a slightly sad look on her face, and replied softly:

"Based on your relationship with Xiao Yu'er, I have probably guessed that you have had some contact in this area in the past few days since I came back. Let's talk about Changsun Fu! The heavy bet I mentioned is actually my guess. Changsun Fu

She wants you to help her pick up her biological sister from Yan Yifeng. As for what she plans to use to impress you, I still don’t know."

Chu Chengmu was stunned when he heard this and said:

"Wait, why do I feel more and more confused? Isn't she Yan Yifeng's retainer? Why are you thinking about picking up your sister from Yan Yifeng's side? Her sister is a living person, and wherever she wants to go is not hers

Freedom? Do you still need me to pick him up?"

Zhong Qingqing picked up the drawing board again and replied softly:

"Because Yan Yifeng is gay! She is not only surrounded by sister Changsun Fu. There are 7 such women, including Changsun Fu, and her sister is the most favored one! These 7 people all

They are leaders in all walks of life, some are good at planning, some are good at grappling, some are good at intelligence analysis, some are good at shopping mall fighting..."

"Changsun Fu knows that his time is short, and he wants to get rid of his sister Yan Yifeng, so he found you. She doesn't know what you are capable of, but she believes in Mr. Luo's vision!"

When Chu Chengmu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart. He, a small businessman, had to arrange for several months to deal with a remaining soldier and Zhao Sizhang. How could He De dare to participate in the destruction of these people?
To be continued...