In the huge office, the director of the corporate publicity department was reporting the results of the Beidao video advertisement to Chengsu who was sitting behind the desk.
Sitting idle in a chair with a sullen posture, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the caller ID on the phone screen, he raised his hand and made a gesture to his subordinates, picked up the folder and walked out of the office.
Cheng Su holds a phone in one hand and a pen in the other, just about to sign the document—
"Brother Chengsu, are you there?"
At this moment, Qiao Hao's voice on the other end of the phone rang without warning, Cheng Su only felt like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and blurted out almost without hesitation: "Who are you? Brother Su?"
As he said that, the rustling stroke in his signature shook suddenly, drawing a strange arc, as if his mood was suddenly fluctuating at the moment.
Qiao Mo's face turned a little red, she explained hurriedly with her mobile phone: "No, no, you know, the teacher Jiang in our show is a well-known star, and the contestants call him style in private. Brother Chi, I haven't changed it for a while, I'm sorry."
Jiang Fengchi is an idol worshiped by many players, so when chatting privately, many people will call him brother Fengchi. Qiao Mo just stopped his brain and didn't turn around for a while, so he called Cheng Su a Cheng Su. Brother Su, my heart is thumping and beating non-stop.
As soon as Qiao Hao finished speaking, the other end of the phone was silent, and after an unknown amount of time, a cold snort came from the phone, "You also call him brother Fengchi?"
I don't know if it was Qiao Hao's illusion, she always felt that the other party's tone seemed to be a few degrees lower.
"No, no, Mr. Jiang is a tutor, how can I call him that?"
Qiao Mo's head shook like a rattle. She sighed inwardly as she spoke, wondering why she made the other party unhappy the more she talked.
With the idea of trying to make Cheng Su happy, Qiao Mo asked tentatively, "Then what do I call you? President Cheng? Mr. Cheng? Boss Cheng?"
Listening to Qiao Hao's serious questioning tone, Cheng Su couldn't help his eyes jump, feeling like a big fool.
"It's rustling."
The man took a deep breath, stood up from his chair, turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows to look at the street scene outside the building, and said, "Just call me that."
"Oh."
There was a slight pause at the other end of the phone, and the current from the phone amplified all the sounds. Standing there, Cheng Su could clearly hear the even breathing sound coming from the receiver.
For a moment, he couldn't help but recall the warm breath that Qiao Mo had gently swept across his face that night.
"It's rustling."
Just at this moment, Qiao Hao's voice sounded in his ear, causing Cheng Su to subconsciously tense his body, and in a trance, he couldn't help but have the illusion that Qiao Hao put his lips to his ear and whispered.
His heartbeat stopped imperceptibly.
He looked up at the blurred figure reflected in the glass, and his ears seemed to turn a little red.
Cheng Su irritably loosened his tie. He didn't usually like this thing, but today he disliked it even more.
"you say."
Cheng Su took a few steps back and forth in the office, as if to prevent himself from being influenced by Qiao Hao again, this time he put his mobile phone on the table, supported the table with one hand, and stood with his back against the desk, staring at him. To the floor-to-ceiling windows behind the desk.
Qiao Su suddenly felt that Cheng Su's voice became a little distant, but she didn't think much about it. In order to avoid delaying Cheng Su's time, she quickly explained the new competition system of Er Gong and asked if Cheng Su knew anyone. candidate.
Cheng Su quietly listened to Qiao Yan, and when the other party finished speaking, he did not directly agree or refuse, but after a moment of silence, just when Qiao Yan thought he was about to refuse, he spoke softly. : "Come to Galaxy's headquarters to find someone yourself, just say I asked you to go."
After he finished speaking, as if to avoid Qiao Mo's next thanks, he hurriedly dropped a sentence "He still has something to do" and made Qiao Mo hang up the phone.
When Qiao Hao came back from the phone call, the teammates gathered around curiously, but did not urge Qiao Hao to answer quickly.
Qiao Hao slowly recalled Cheng Su's words in his mind, and said to his teammates unsurely, "He said that I should go to Galaxy's headquarters to find a suitable person, and he helped me."
Lin Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly changed when she heard Qiao Mo's words, she took Qiao Mo's hand a little excitedly, and seemed to be too excited and said incoherently: "Is it the headquarters? Is it the headquarters? Oh my god, the headquarters They are all seniors who have already debuted, how do you know them!"
Although Lin Xiaoxiao is also an artist under Galaxy, they are at most only the first-tier trainees, and they cannot be compared with the artists who have officially signed and debuted. Lin Xiaoxiao has only been to Galaxy's headquarters twice, and each time I left with my agent before I could take a closer look. How could I find a suitable candidate like Qiao Mo
Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao's reaction, the teammates knew that they must have drawn golden light, and immediately surrounded Qiao Mo with excitement, wishing they would throw her into the sky to celebrate now.
"Can we go to headquarters too?"
"In terms of headquarters, is Sirius there too?"
"By the way! Didn't Sirius just end their tour, it seems that there is no schedule for the next, will Duan be able to find them for help?"
Hearing that someone mentioned Sirius, the rest of the players couldn't help but stunned.
"Isn't it, Sirius, don't let any spectator come and watch, what else do other people use?"
"Don't say that, it's Sirius, who doesn't have a temper? Especially Langxing, Langxing is a steel plate in the world. How can he come to be our newcomer's partner?"
Everyone debated for a while, and soon reached a consensus: Sirius would definitely not be invited, and soon dispersed again.
Seeing the excitement of her teammates, Shi Qing stood up at just the right time to smooth the game and said with a smile: "Okay, they told Dian Dian to go, but they didn't let us go together, we might have to add more if we went together. The trouble is, let Dian Dian talk to them by himself, we will also look for suitable candidates, we can't put all the pressure on Dian Dian alone and do nothing by ourselves."
Hearing what Shi Qing said, everyone nodded, realizing that they were a little too light for Qiao Mo to find someone to hide behind, so they echoed: "Shi Qing is right, there are still a few days before training, Let's all look for the seniors we know."
Everyone got together again to formulate a training plan for a while, and then separated to find suitable guests. Qiao Mo didn't dare to waste time, and went directly to Galaxy's headquarters today.
"Hello, Miss Qiao, I have received an instruction from my superiors and will assist you in finding a suitable partner."
After Qiao Wei explained her intention to the front desk, a staff member came down from the elevator to greet her soon, and patiently introduced her to the corresponding distribution of different floors, and took her to the floor where the artist department is located.
As soon as the elevator door opened, many well-dressed men and women walked in. Each of them was outstanding in appearance and stood out among the crowd.槑, you can also see a few familiar faces in this cursory glance, so you can imagine how well-known these people are.
"It's you, Qiao Dian!"
After the staff led Qiao Wei forward
When I went there, a young man who seemed to be sloppy and looked like he was holding his hands behind his head came across. The agent beside him was constantly lecturing him, but he seemed like He rolled his eyes as if he hadn't heard it, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiao Mo who passed him by.
Isn't this Joe Dumb
The moment he saw Qiao Yan, the young man suddenly stopped, called out Qiao Yan's name excitedly, and quickly turned around and ran towards Qiao Yan.
"Sister Dao, I'm your fan, can you sign my name for me?"
The young man looked like fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was a little immature, his eyes were clear, and his eyes curved into two crescent crescents with a slight smile, which was very cute.
"European!"
Ouqi's manager was about to be so mad at him that his hair would fall out. He turned back with a helpless expression on his face, grabbed Ouqi, who was entangled in Qiao's autograph, and was about to leave, not forgetting to ask Qiao's Apologize.
"it does not matter."
Seeing that the young man was about to be dragged away by his manager, Qiao Mo could intuitively feel that the other party would definitely be scolded next. Qiao Mo hurriedly waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and took out his signature pen to sign for the other party.
"Ow, if you don't bring paper, can you sign here?"
Ou Qi searched on himself for a while, and both pockets were pulled out. There was nothing in it except the beautifully packaged candies. The agent on the side was brows jumping.
As if thinking of something, Ou Qi suddenly turned around with a smile, bent down at Qiao Mo, pointed his finger at his back, and said with a smile, "Sister, you can sign here."
It looks like clothes here, is it really okay
Looking at the other party's affirmative eyes, Qiao Hao opened the cap of the pen and wrote his signature on the clothes behind Ou Qi.
Perhaps feeling a little itchy, Ouqi couldn't help laughing all the time. After Qiao Yan finished signing, he stood up and said respectfully to Qiao Yan, "Thank you, sister."
Ou Qi said, and then remembered that Qiao Mo was not an artist of their Galaxy, and frowned in a huge reaction arc, stretched out his hand to touch his chin and asked, "Is there something wrong with my sister here? Maybe I Can help."
Seeing this stupid artist who automatically became a fanboy when he met an idol, the manager sighed tiredly.
One or two, how can it be so worrying.
"That's it, Miss Jo..."
The staff helped to briefly explain the purpose of Qiao Mo's visit. They are all industry insiders and will not leak the next recording content of "Pick Eleven" in advance, which can be very reassuring.
Hearing what the staff member said, Ou Qi blinked, thought for a while, and turned to look at the agent beside him.
"Brother, can I go?"
He knew it would be so.
The agent looked at the glittering eyes in front of him, and compromised as if he had no choice: "Although, you still have to ask Langxing's opinion again, right?"
Wolf line
It was only at this moment that Joey reacted.
Isn't this the famous Sirius? !