Mo Bing pondered over and over again, and his words were well-founded: "Of course, although other business leaders have such financial resources, they don't have enough connections in the circle. It is impossible to have this speed, and there is no reason to help you for no reason." After a pause, he looked at Jiang Jiusheng, "Shengsheng, what do you think?"
Jiang Jiusheng thought: "I think," she echoed calmly, "I might just be a melon eater."
Mo Bing: "..."
Could it be that the legendary 'gold master' was escorting him? Which Buddha is it? It can't really be... a supernatural event
It's not that Mo Bing hasn't checked in the past two years, but there is no sign of it at all. She has reason to suspect that her artist is really a 'curse', and those who commit crimes will be in bad luck.
The door of the studio was pushed open, and Yu Wenchong came in wearing a wine-red high-end suit, slowly turned around and sat down in the boss chair, and looked up at Jiang Jiusheng.
"How many times have I told you to smoke less."
Unexpectedly disobedient!
It seems to be angry, but the tone is more helpless, and there is also gnashing of teeth.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't say a word on this topic, but asked, "You bought me the navy?"
Yuwen Chongcheng lazily stretched out his slender legs, put them on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, and knocked irregularly: "You think I have so much money that I have no place to burn it? I need money to spend money on this little thing. Come down? I didn't let you take the idol route from the beginning, it's okay if you are rough."
rough
Not to mention Jiang Jiusheng's 30 million fans, Mo Bing wanted to throw Jiang Jiusheng's cigarette case on the boss's forehead after hearing this.
Jiang Jiusheng said nothing, and looked for a pack of cigarettes from the drawer: "Is there a lighter?"
"..." After borrowing the lighter from the boss, Yu Wen charged her a glance, kicked the chair away, and put his foot on the table, "No!"
He smokes, but not addicted.
I don't remember when I started smoking, but it was after Jiang Jiusheng anyway.
Jiang Jiusheng groaned, walked around the sofa, opened the bottom drawer of the computer desk, and took out one of the pulley-type metal lighters.
"bass!"
After lighting the fire, she bit her cigarette, took a puff, and slowly exhaled a thin puff of smoke.
Yuwen Charge: "..."
Really fucking want to pinch her cigarette!
Mo Bing pursed her lips and smiled, the big boss was really annoyed by her artistes, but he still took Joe.
"Your keyboard player is useless, too much thought, there are three more concert tours, I will give you two options, disband The Nine, I will re-hire the top band for you, or let the catkins go, you transfer internally Adjust." Yuwen charged back his legs, folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, and his tone was slightly protracted, meaningful, "Of course, if you refuse to disband the group of half-bad guys, you will have to bear the consequences yourself, I just want the result , if the concert is ruined,
Yuwen Chongfeng paused, looked at Jiang Jiusheng: "Shengsheng, I'm a profiteer, and I don't do business that loses money."
Three years ago, when Jiang Jiusheng insisted on making his debut as a band, Yuwen Chongchong, the boss, also said this. However, after he finished speaking, he spent 100 million yuan to prepare Jiang Jiusheng's album.
Without making any excuses, neither appeasing nor allowing a bad check, Jiang Jiusheng only replied with three words: "I know."
It's just too rare, and the most disobedient to discipline!
At this time, Yuwen Chongchong's phone rang, and he answered it without avoiding it.
On the other end of the phone, there was a female voice so soft that it hurt people's ears: "Young Master Feng, why haven't you come yet? They've been waiting for a long time, can you hurry up and accompany me?"
this voice...
Yep, young master Yuwen has changed his female partner again.
Yuwen Chong's voice was low, as if coaxing: "Hey, be obedient."
There was a brief moment of silence on the phone.
The woman replied obediently: "I see, I've opened a bottle of wine and waited for you." Unlike the pretentiousness just now, her tone was cautious and flattering, "You are busy first, it doesn't matter if you are late."
Well, really obedient.
That's right, Yuwen Chong's women have always been obedient. Of course, there have also been disobedient precedents. The obedient words in his young master Yuwen's mouth are not words to coax women, but imperial edicts.
The woman on the other end of the phone was still talking softly, Yuwen Chongchong hung up the phone immediately, looked up at Jiang Jiusheng again, and frowned: "Your Weibo is either long grass, or posting some reckless things, why don't you leave it to the company Take care."
Something wanton, like, hand fetishism.
Yuwen Chongchong has always been dissatisfied with Jiang Jiusheng's hand control problems. The reason is very simple. He was born in a military family of Yuwen Junior, and he was used to practicing in the army since he was a child. During the first sparring session, Jiang Jiusheng broke his arm. At that time, Yuwen was so angry that he yelled at her how she managed to play such a cruel hand. Jiang Jiusheng replied to him at that time: Your hands are not good Beauty, why can't I do it.
Maybe from then on, Yuwen Chongchong was dissatisfied with Jiang Jiusheng's hand control.
Jiang Jiusheng's answer was very official: "I don't want the company to interfere too much in my private life."
Yuwen Chongchong: "..." snorted, "I can't control you!" He got up and left.
Jiang Jiusheng called his name, and called him directly.
he stopped.
She squinted her eyes and smoked, with a calm expression: "You have lip marks on your collar."
Yuwen Chong lowered his head, glanced at the collar of his white shirt, didn't care much, leaned against the door with his arms folded, raised his eyebrows, his eyes were playful: "You care about me?"
Jiang Jiusheng cherishes ink like gold: "Pay attention to hygiene."
"Don't worry, I've done a good job." He smiled, too bad.
What an evildoer, Jiang Jiusheng was speechless.
When Yuwen charged away, Mo Bing asked her, "What do you think of the boss?"
"He's a good boss."
Her answer was matter-of-fact, but it was irrelevant, without any personal emotions mixed in.
Mo Bing asked: "It's not Yu Gong, I'm asking Yu private."
Jiang Jiusheng pinched his cigarette, took a sip of mouthwash, and replied neutrally: "Then you should ask his woman."
"Don't you think he treats you very differently?" Mo Bing stared at her, as if she wanted to find some clues from her face. She didn't think Yuwen Chong was the 'gold master' behind Jiang Jiusheng, he was a Bole at best, It's just that this Bole really indulged Jiang Jiusheng a little too much.
After thinking carefully, Jiang Jiusheng said, "He may respect me more." The reason is, "I am two levels higher than him in Sanda."
God fucking respect!
Mo Bing was speechless.
Jiang Jiusheng still doesn't understand men too much. In a man's world, there is only conquest, not submission. It was only later that Mo Bing learned that Jiang Jiusheng said that the founding general who had learned Sanda for seven years but was beaten to the ground by her who was just a beginner was the boss of Yuwen. Counting the time, when the boss of Yuwen was beaten to the ground It happened to be the time when Jiang Jiusheng drafted a contract to join Tianyu, that is to say, the boss of Yuwen had just been brutally abused by a new junior sister in the Sanda gym, and then he confessed him and made him a new rock star.
Mo Bing doesn't think Yuwen Chongchong is a generous person, so there is only one explanation. Jiang Jiusheng is different from Yuwen Chongchong. She can't jump to conclusions about why it is different. After all, Yuwen Chongchong has never been around. There is no shortage of women, whether Jiang Jiusheng is a star in the sky or Jing Zhongyue, I am afraid that only he knows.
Closer to home, Mo Bing asked Jiang Jiusheng: "Liu Xu, what are you going to do?"
She took the guitar and plucked the strings a few times: "The keyboard player is dispensable to me, but to her, I will do my best."