Xie Yang stayed in the car for a long time, and didn't get out of the car until the lights in the small building turned off. He went with Zhou Miao to the small room where Zhou Miao stayed every time he spent the night here, and planned to live with Zhou Miao tonight.
Zhou Miao was so scared that his back was sweating, and he tried to persuade Xieyang to open another room, but Xieyang refused because he didn't want to trouble the nursing staff anymore and was afraid of being frightened and hated. Zhou Miao had no choice but to fill in the picture of himself being taken apart by Qiu Xing. He tightly grasped the desire to live, insisted not to sleep on the bed, and hit the floor on the floor.
Overnight, Xie Yang continued to go to the car and wait for the hatred.
At around nine o'clock in the morning, Qiu Xing came out of the small building. His complexion looked a little worse than yesterday, his expression was not pretty, he walked to the side of the car without squinting all the way, waved his hand so that Zhou Miao didn't have to bother, and opened the rear door by himself.
"Good morning." Xie Yang waved to Qiu Xing.
"..." Qiu Xing slammed the door closed, paused for two seconds, and then opened it again.
Xie Yang rubbed his neck: "Get in the car, I have to go to Yangxing for a meeting."
Qiu Xing's expression changed, he slammed the car door again, and looked at Zhou Miao with murderous eyes: "Why is he here!"
Zhou Miao shrank with fright and explained: "Yes, the little boss insisted on coming, and the little boss insisted on waiting for you, I—"
"Shut up!" Qiu Xing interrupted Zhou Miao, then opened the door again, staring at Xie Yang in the car sullenly for a few seconds, slumped into the car, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to read the mail, using Xie Yang as air. .
The car drove out of the nursing home.
Xie Yang felt that the two of them were so stiff, and took the initiative to pass the ladder: "Thank you for lending me Liu Sha."
Qiu Xing ignored him, as if he hadn't listened to Yan Yang's words.
Xie Yang simply turned sideways and looked straight at Qiu Xing.
Qiu Xing sorted his clothes, turned sideways out the window, and continued to flip through the mail.
"I gave Feng Qinglin my business card. If he can figure it out, he will naturally contact me."
Qiu Xing still didn't understand Yang as he slid his mobile phone.
"I don't want to deny your way of educating your nephew completely. I just think that you can't give too much consecration. You have to let him know what's good or bad. He grew up in the wind, and has been intrigued from childhood to big ears. It must be all about bad enemies. News, you are self-righteous for his good, he is grateful on the surface, maybe he is guarding you in his heart."
Qiu Xing finally spoke and said, "My enemy's child, it is impossible not to know good and bad."
"What about the children of the Feng family?"
Qiu Xing made no secret of his contempt, and sneered: "A bunch of idiots."
"Feng Qinglin's surname is Feng, and the genes in the bones and blood account for the majority."
Qiu Xing suddenly turned his head to look at Xie Yang.
"This is a fact. You have the ability to let Feng Qinglin change his father."
Qiu Xing's expression was distorted, furious, and put down his phone and said, "What the hell do you want to say!"
"I want to say that even if you feel that you are not going to live long and you are anxious, don't use the method of facilitating the growth of Feng Qinglin." Xie Yang smiled towards Qiu Xing and raised an eyebrow, "And it's not me. Is it? Even if you are short-lived, there is still a long-lived me who will continue to teach Feng Qinglin."
The anger from Qiu Xing disappeared suddenly, and he frowned slightly to look at Xie Yang. For a long time, he suddenly leaned back in his chair and sneered: "You? You are four years younger than Qinglin."
"But I have lived for the past twenty years and know good or bad."
"So you used to be cowardly and cowardly when you were relieving your family, it was all pretended?"
Xie Yang pushed the boat along the river: "It's just a way of survival."
Qiu Xing sneered again, then fell silent and stopped speaking.
Xie Yang also quieted down.
When the car drove under the Rongding Building, Qiu Xing suddenly said, "Go and Yangxing."
Zhou Miao turned the steering wheel.
Qiu Xing turned his head to look at Xie Yang and said, "Xie Yang, I don't know where you learned about the enemy and the Feng family, and don't want to pursue this issue. I only ask you, do you understand what you just said? What does it mean?"
Xie Yang looked at Qiu Xing without evasive, and replied: "It means that I will always stand in your camp and unconditionally support everything about you. Your enemy is my enemy. What you want to do is what I will do. What to do. Xing Xing, in order to survive, you don’t know how much I will do."
Qiu Xing laughed, first with a low grin, and then louder and louder as he laughed, so that his face was full of blood. After a long while, he stopped laughing, looked at Xie Yang again, looked back at Xie Yang after a while, and said, "Xie Yang, remember what you said today."
The car stopped downstairs in Yangxing, and Xie Yang got off.
"When did you arrive at the nursing home?"
When Xie Yang stopped, he looked back at the Xun Xing in the car and replied: "This morning." As he said, he popped the window of the driver's seat unintentionally.
Zhou Miao was frightened.
Qiu Xing nodded to express his understanding, and raised the window to signal Zhou Miao to drive.
Zhou Miao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The car parked at Rongding parking lot.
"When did he come?"
Zhou Miao was startled, and carefully glanced at Qiu Xing's calm and abnormal expression through the rearview mirror. After tangling for a while, he replied, "Today, today..."
"Think clearly about it."
Zhou Miao choked, chose between the big devil and the little devil, or chose the big devil, and said, "Yesterday. The little boss waited for you in the car until eleven, and then followed me to my room to rest—"
Qiu Xing looked over coldly.
Zhou Miao hurriedly added: "—The floor where I hit! The floor where I slept!! I went to bed early and got up late and didn’t see anything, I swear!"
"Really." Qiu Xing leaned back in his chair, relaxed his body and closed his eyes.
…
Liu Sha has arrived on duty and is sitting in Yangxing’s reception hall looking through a magazine. The front desk of the new recruit looks at her from time to time. Seeing Xie Yang come in, her eyes light up, and she rushes to Xie Yang to explain the situation.
After listening, Xie Yang explained: "She is not a client, she is the new deputy director. Go and work." After that, he walked to the side of Liu Sha and said with a smile, "It's time to go to the meeting, Mr. Liu."
"The meeting is not in a hurry. Let's solve this first." Liu Sha raised the phone, "Mr. Jie, you seem to be in a bit of trouble."
The crowd gathered in the conference room, and Xie Yang introduced Liu Sha to Hu Biao and the newly recruited department heads, and then briefly held a meeting for everyone.
After the meeting, Liu Sha and Hu Biao went to the chairman's office with Xieyang alone.
Hu Biao flipped through a so-called "objective review" article written by a well-known musician on Weibo, and his face became black.
"It must be the manuscript sent by Huangtian. In the manuscript, this person classified Ji Zehui as a powerful singer, exaggerated Ji Zehui's wide range and high pitch, and then classified you into the ranks of popular singers. The timbre is okay, but the singing skills are not good at all. The example of others shows that you have a voice like yours, but the bass performance is generally good. The treble must be sharp and weak, and the range is also narrow."
Liu Sha was much calmer than Hu Biao, and analyzed: "Fans can't help Xie Yang to refute this evaluation, because Xie Yang has not sung a high pitch so far. The only thing that counts a high pitch is to give Tong Jian the harmony."
Hu Biao looked angry, put down his mobile phone, and said to Xie: "This musician has always created a fair and objective image to the outside world. His influence is not low, and the public is easy to be guided by him. He is very cunning, when he praised Ji Zehui. Specially categorize Ji Zehui with a few old singers who are strong but low in popularity, and use these old singers to improve Ji Zehui's pattern. When connoting you, put you and some traffic with bad reputation and strength. Together, try to tie the image of you and traffic to the public."
Xie Yang didn't understand: "This kind of connotation is very easy to break, and Huang Tian's move is too stupid."
"It's not that they are stupid." Hu Biao's expression became even more ugly. "There has been definite news, and Mo Bin still signed Huang Tian."
This is really bad news.
Xie Yang said, "It's true that there is a way to heaven, he doesn't go, and hell has no way, he wants to break into. Don't care about him, you mean, the reason why Huangtian sent such a draft is because of Mo Bin?"
Hu Biao nodded: "Have you forgotten? When you joined the group, I asked you to sing it to Mo Bin alone. At that time, because of your nervousness, your voice became dry and your high pitch was very poor. Mo Bin also comforted you. Please don’t panic, saying that you are allowed to get used to it for a few days before singing again. Later, when all kinds of things got mixed up, it stopped the singing again."
Xie Yang raised his eyebrows: "So in Mo Bin's impression, my high pitch has always been terrible?"
"right."
Xie Yang smiled: "That's a good thing, so what are you worried about with such a good opportunity to step on your face."
Hu Biao was not angry: "Didn't you say that Mo Bin will definitely stom you on signing Huangtian? Of course I am worried about this! Now he has just entered Huangtian and has such a draft. Based on his understanding of IUD, the ghost knows him. What will be poked out later!"
"What are you afraid of? He knows Iud, and you know him, everyone is coercing each other. The matter is a foregone conclusion, but again, the soldiers will come to block the water and cover the earth, let's speak with our strength."
Soon, the opportunity for Xie Yang to speak with strength came.
On the weekend night, Ji Zehui participated in a singer competition variety show "Who is the King of Singer" was broadcast. In the interview after the show, when the reporter asked Ji Zehui who would like to invite to be a guest singer in the next issue, Ji Zehui was very gentle with his predecessor Fan. He smiled and said: "I recently saw a video of a young newcomer's performance on Weibo. It was amazing. It has been a long time since the music industry has seen such a bright newcomer. If possible, I would like to ask him to do my job. Help sing guests."
As soon as the program was broadcast, public opinion was overwhelming, with mixed reactions from all sides.
Some silly Baitian fans who have just followed Xie Yang were excited, and went to Ji Zehui's Weibo to thank Ji Zehui for his appreciation and affirmation, and thank him for giving Xie Yang this opportunity.
Some smart fans thought of "Broken Cocoon", which was overwhelmed by "iud", and realized something was wrong.
Passersby simply look forward to seeing more of Xie Yang's scene and want to understand this newcomer more comprehensively.
Ji Zehui’s fans were a bit dissatisfied. They felt that with Ji Zehui’s status, asking a newcomer to be a guest singer was totally advocating the newcomer and actively sending blood to the newcomer to suck, lamenting that Ji Zehui is too old and good.