Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Lao Zhou sneered, "You threatened me."

"Then there is no other way, you forced me." Wen Qingyin said, "The second way is, I want to demolish this place."

Her words were astonishing, and several people opened their mouths wide and looked at her in surprise.

Quick talk means that Zhou Hesong is very dissatisfied: "Secondly, shouldn't you force my uncle to pay back the money? You are too extreme."

Wen Qingyin was very disgusted: "You don't look like you can afford to pay back the money."

She put on a bully face: "You can ask Yan Jinghuai if I am scaring people. I am in real estate and have all the tools."

"And, to me, 100 million is nothing, and I can spend it wherever I want."

"You can pack your bags now." She looked around, "The location here is not bad, I can build anything else, it should be fine."

Zhou Hesong was in a hurry, and Chen Xu, who was always calm, was also in a hurry.They almost grew up here, it's already their home.

The two children looked anxiously at Lao Zhou and then at Yan Jinghuai, hoping that one of them would stand up to stop this ridiculous behavior.

After a long silence, Lao Zhou suddenly said, "I can't go."

He blushed, "I'm leaving, what about the cat."

Why is this person so thin-skinned.Wen Qingyin thought.

"It's good to be here earlier." Wen Qingyin said to Yan Jinghuai, "Remember, you owe me a concert."

The second floor of the bar is the living space, where Yan Jinghuai has his own room.

His clothes were hung on a simple hanger, creating a private space for the bed.

The bed was covered with dark gray checked sheets, and against the wall was the piglet doll that Wen Qingyin won at the night market.

Opposite Piggy was a simple table. On the table was a laptop computer connected to something like a tablet computer. It was square and all kinds of data cables were neatly arranged on one side.

On the wall is a simple shelf with wooden nails, on which there are walkmans, large headphones, and many CDs.

There was more life here than his room at the chicken feet shop.

Wen Qingyin tapped lightly on the egg box stuck to the wall: "What is this for?"

Yan Jinghuai felt a little embarrassed when she saw his shabby appearance:

"...sound insulation. I will disturb them to rest when I write songs, those sound insulation materials are too expensive, I can't afford them, so..."

Wen Qingyin did not despise him.She praised: "Wow, you are so smart."

"If you were my employee, I would love you to death. I like students like you who spend a small amount of money to solve big problems."

Yan Jinghuai blushed from her praise, and heard her ask: "So, why did you bring me to your room?"

"There's something for you to see." Yan Jinghuai reached for the earphones on the wall, "I always thought the name 'Six-Fang Sound' was familiar to me, so I went to check it out. Sure enough——"

He gave the earphone to Wen Qingyin, "This earphone is called JJ520, which was born 25 years ago and is a classic of 'six-way sound effect'."

"Although its sales volume will not be very high, it will never stop production. Because it is the only headphone in China that is directly used on the mixing console."

"As long as there is a musician, it will not disappear. It is a headset born for sound."

Yan Jinghuai sat by the bed, "If others know that my wife is the person in charge of 'Six Fang Audio', they should be jealous of me."

"There is a saying in the industry, 'If you want to fix your recording equipment with 1000 yuan, buy the product of 'Six-Fang Audio'. If you want to fix your recording equipment with 1000 million, you can also buy the product of 'Six-Fang Sound'."

"Your company is just that amazing."

Yan Jinghuai took her hand, "I know, compared with 'Wen's Group', 'Liufang Sound Effect' is outrageously small. But, as a loyal consumer of 'Liufang', I beg you to manage this company well, okay."

He shook her hand: "OK."

JJ520.I love you every now and then.

Wen Bada is a strict businessman who always distinguishes between public and private in his work. Wen Qingyin never knew that he named a headset after himself.

After she grew up and went to work in 'Wen's', Wen Qingyin doubted her grandfather's love many times.

She really didn't know that the bad-tempered stubborn old man hid his love in a corner she didn't know.

If it wasn't for Yan Jinghuai, she might not have known it for the rest of her life.

Tears fell without warning.

Counting from the time when her grandfather fell ill, this was the first time Wen Qingyin cried.

She just sobbed softly at first, and finally burst into sobs, which wet Yan Jinghuai's sheets.

Yan Jinghuai was very distressed, but did not dissuade him.He let her cry, and he quietly accompanied her.

He has experienced it, so he knows that this kind of emotion can only be digested by himself.

At first, he just handed over tissues, and then directly wiped her tears away.

In the middle of crying, Wen Qingyin thought of a serious problem.She sobbed and asked, "My eyes are swollen from crying, it's embarrassing."

"It's okay." Yan Jinghuai jumped out of bed and found a pair of sunglasses in the box under the hanger: "It's ready for you."

Wen Qingyin was relieved and continued to cry.

When the two came down, Lao Zhou and the others had already started preparing dinner.

Seeing the sunglasses on Wen Qingyin's face, Zhou Hesong protested: "Boss, you are so eccentric. I wouldn't even touch it, but you put them on for her."——Hey, why is she wearing sunglasses? Boss, are you helping me hit her? gone?"

Chen Xu took him aside, "I'm sorry, the child's brain is not very good."

Wen Qingyin was very generous, "It's okay, I don't care about fools."

As usual, Yan Jinghuai took over Lao Zhou's position and started chopping vegetables.Old Zhou asked awkwardly:

"Think about it, you know what the record market is like now. What's the use of us working hard, there is no place to sing for you at all."

He murmured in a low voice, "I'm really obsessed with ghosts, I think it's out of my mind."

Wen Qingyin eavesdropped on the conversation between the two, and couldn't help being surprised, "You don't have a place to sing, where did Liu Chang sing?"

"Something like a party." Yan Jinghuai recalled, "He doesn't have much place to sing, mainly because he has a lot of fans and the album sells well."

"I seem to have discovered a new blue ocean." Wen Qingyin spoke with a strong nasal voice, "We are about to get rich."

Although he couldn't see her eyes through the sunglasses, he knew that the fire in her eyes probably burned again.

After finishing dinner, the head nurse, Shu Jiyuan, and Professor Zhuo took turns calling the VIP users of Xiaotiancai's phone watch.

Amid Zhou Hesong's ridicule, Wen Qingyin fled back to the car with the packed dinner.

She scolded the mentally handicapped child first, and when she got tired of scolding, she wrote a memo to herself on Shunlai's draft paper.

Yan Jinghuai was shocked by her career blueprint: "You just trust me like that, you really never doubted me once?"

"I don't. Be more confident. You are Yan Jinghuai, you are a genius, and I trust you thoroughly."

Although he didn't know what the power of penetration was, Yan Jinghuai believed in himself a little bit.

That night, Yan Jinghuai slept in the guest bedroom of the ward, standing on the last half of the post.

He was woken up the next day by screaming.

He rushed to the living room, Wen Qingyin held the scissors, and looked in the mirror in disbelief.

On her smooth hair, there was a ragged fringe.

She looked at Yan Jinghuai puzzled: "Why is this happening? I followed every step taught by the magazine."

Here's the thing.

This morning, Her Majesty the Princess got up on time, because she was really bored, and found a nice new hairstyle in a magazine, so she did it herself.

Yan Jinghuai took the scissors and trimmed her bangs, making a more exaggerated dog-gnawing shape: "It's pretty, this style is popular recently."

Wen Qingyin covered her head, "I'm speechless, I'm an elegant professional woman."

Yan Jinghuai suppressed a smile, raised her chin, and looked at her carefully, "You keep these bangs very smart, like a little princess."

Wen Qingyin patted his hand away, "I was originally a princess."

She sighed in the mirror, "Okay, start from the beginning, it's fine."

Sealed by bangs, it was rare for her to be honest, and the two of them spent the last day quietly and harmoniously.

Today's weather is bad, gloomy, and the rain will not fall, which makes people feel uncomfortable.Yan Jinghuai looked out the window, the tree had grown very tall.

This is the meeting room of 'Dongchen Starlight'.Wen Qingyin was inconvenient to come forward, so she asked Wang Defu to help him terminate the contract.

In fact, there are only a few months left in his contract with 'Dongchen', and he doesn't want to waste this money.But Wen Qingyin disagreed.She wanted him to leave with dignity.And then they come.

Yan Jinghuai regained his energy and listened to Wang Defu talking nonsense with Mr. Lu.

Wang Defu dressed up specially today, Bulgari snake head glasses, Rolex big gold watch, Givenchy suit, and Valentino studded sneakers.He has the aura of a nouveau riche all over him, for fear that others will not know his wealth.

Yan Jinghuai's eyes hurt just by looking at him, and it's hard for Mr. Lu who is directly opposite him.

This Mr. Lu is the one that Lao Zhou Ji hated for many years.

Mr. Lu was a tepid entertainer at first, and later worked as an agent for other stars, and then joined the management team, and finally found a position that suited him, and then he rose steadily.

According to legend, Lao Zhou was pushed away by him.

Why is it said that because Lao Zhou doesn't understand workplace politics, he struggled for several years before he figured out that Lu is always a bastard.

As for whether he harmed anyone or not, we have to continue to deal with it.

Speaking of it, it was thanks to Wang Yizhi, with her as the "Mrs. Wen Jia", anyone with a wink would have to sell Wang Defu some face.

Although Mr. Lu concealed it very well, there was still a bit of contempt revealed in his small actions.

Wang Defu saw it, and pretended to be more stupid, and continued to brag about his clothing stores: "...Don't talk about one Yan Jinghuai, even if there are ten or hundreds, I can also praise them, even more popular than Cao Ming."

Mr. Lu could hardly stop laughing.But he quickly pulled himself together and continued the routine.

He actually didn't want to let people go.

It's not about the deep friendship for Yan Jinghuai.In his eyes, Yan Jinghuai is a member of Lao Zhou's sect, and with his hatred for Lao Zhou, it is his bodhisattva heart to give Yan Jinghuai a bite of food.

He suspected that Yan Jinghuai had climbed a high branch.

'Dongchen Starlight' has been losing money for several years in a row, and when it is in urgent need of money, he wants to use Yan Jinghuai to hook up with Wen's family and squeeze oil out of his bones.

Wang Defu is very involved in the drama, he is simply a nouveau riche.With impatience on his face, he glanced at his big gold watch and said impatiently: "You go, find someone who can make the decision."

Yan Jinghuai thought the tone was very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it was exactly the same as Wen Qingyin.

No need to ask, the princess was spoiled by this man.