Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

"Mr. Bo, what's wrong?" Since Tu Nian knew Bo Qiu's identity, her view of him had changed a lot, and as soon as the contract was signed, she was no longer hostile. Now, whether in private or in person, Tu Nian addresses Bo Qiu as Mr. Bo or Mr. Bo, not to mention the respect in his heart.

"How are you resting? I have a music training here that will last about two months. Can you do it?" Boqiu's distinctive voice came from the other end of the phone. He knew how inconvenient Tu Nian's life was, so he gave her a month to deal with those chores. Now that one month is almost here, practice has to be put on the agenda.

"No problem. Is the location where it is written in the contract?"

"No. But you go there first on the weekend, and then I will take you to the training location, eight o'clock, don't be late."

"understood."

After the call ended, Tu Nian opened the memo. "At eight o'clock on weekends, studio 317 on the third floor of Bo's International," she wrote on it.

"That's it? Is it gone?" Yuwen Yiyi was about to listen to the gossip with great interest, but before she could even listen to a few words, the two of them died. Not only did she gossip, she didn't even hear about the family's gossip. She felt very unhappy for a while, folded her arms and pouted.

Tu Nian didn't even bother to look at her. He took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then ran to the bedroom to pick out clothes.

As for Yuwen Yiyi in the living room, she thought about it a lot, and finally felt that this matter would definitely continue to be a gossip, so she put on her slippers with a smirk on her face and ran towards the bedroom.

"You have to take me with you this time!" Yuwen stood next to the wardrobe one by one and said with a righteous face.

Tu Nian rolled his eyes and ignored her.

Seeing that Tu Nian didn't want to do this, Yu Wenyi changed his mind and put on a pitiful look. The hands holding the wardrobe quickly shifted their positions and pressed back and forth between Tu Nian's arms and shoulders: "Take me there, good sister. I've never seen what it's like to train for a star..." Not only is this person Massage and wink.

Tu Nian glanced at her.

"Please..." He blinked more vigorously.

Sometimes, Tu Nian wanted to pop those big blinking eye bubbles.

"You, pack up and come here on time at seven o'clock. I don't care if it's late!"

"As ordered!"

Early the next morning, Tu Nian arrived at Bo's International alone.

Last night Yuwen stayed at her house one by one, euphemistically calling it "exchanging feelings", but in fact he was afraid that he would not be able to get up the next day and miss all the gossip. Sure enough, Tu Nian had already packed up at around seven in the morning, while Yuwen Yiyi was still lingering between the pillows and quilts on the bed.

Finally, after several struggles, Yuwen said one by one that she should wait until she wakes up to listen to those gossip stories. Asking her to get off the bed at this time was simply more torture than killing her.

Tu Nian naturally didn't want it, so he immediately took his bag and ran away. So twenty minutes later, the current scene appeared.

Tu Nian stood downstairs of Boshi International, looking at the majestic figure of Boshi International starting from the 30th floor, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. If Yuwen Yiyi were here, he would naturally tell her from the perspective of a little rich woman: This is just the normal scale of a company.

Tu Nian looked at the four big characters shining brightly in the sun on the roof, and couldn't help but have a question - Bo's International, and Bo Qiu's uncle, are they the same uncle? She didn't dare to think any more. Bo Qiu's status as "Second Actor" is already shocking enough, but now if she is coupled with the attributes of Bo's International boss, she may really regret her outrageous behavior in the past.

But none of that matters! The only thing she has to do now is to use resources, improve herself, and strive to become Bo Qiu's number one singer.

Thinking of this, Tu Nian calmed down and walked into the building with great energy.

However, the spirit didn't last as long as she thought.

As soon as she entered the company lobby, what hit her was not the workplace atmosphere she had imagined, but a sense of fashion that was hard to ignore. It was now time to clock in for work, and as far as I could see, people in the entire lobby on the first floor were in a hurry, but they were all wearing clothes that exceeded the upper limit of Tu Nian's aesthetics.

It is no exaggeration to say that these employees dressed up so gorgeously that they could not even hold a small dance. Some people are wearing small dresses and clocking in to work with a relaxed look; some people are in suits and ties, holding in their hands the reports to be handed over to their leaders today.

In contrast, Tu Nian stood between them in black T-jeans, looking so dazzling.

Boshi International, is it possible that it is engaged in the clothing industry? Tu Nian didn't know that with this fleeting thought, she accidentally guessed half of the business of Bo's International.

When Tu Nian came back to his senses, Tu Nian smacked his lips, took out the magnetic card that Luo Chi gave to him, blended into the crowd as if nothing had happened, and leaned towards the punch-in machine.

Under everyone's rather disdainful eyes, she calmly swiped the card, and the sensor door opened immediately.

Walking forward again, there were already people standing in the direction of the elevator. She roughly looked at the number of people. If she followed them and queued up, she might not know how long the queue would be.

It was only the third floor, so Tu Nian decisively chose to climb the stairs.

Studio 317 was not far from the stairwell, and Tu Nian saw the door number before taking two steps.

She stood in front of the door and was about to go in, but she subconsciously looked down at her slightly shabby clothes. Her hand holding the doorknob suddenly lost confidence.

What if Bo Qiu thinks she is not dressed formally enough as soon as she enters? During the performance that day, Yuwen Yiyi also said this. There is actually a lot of money left after signing the contract. Otherwise, when she goes back today, she would have asked Yu Wenyi to help her buy two more clothes...

Tu Nian was struggling when he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder. When he looked back, he saw Boqiu with a bag of milk in his mouth and half a piece of bread in his hand. He was standing behind her in a white T-shirt and sweatpants, with a bandage on his head. A half-wet, half-dry hair tie.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go in?" Bo Qiu asked vaguely, opened the door, walked around Tu Nian and walked in.

The interior decoration of the house is very simple. Apart from a mahogany desk and a leather armchair, the rest are a few cabinets containing some unknown information. There are two posters on the wall. One features a famous girl from Paris Fashion Week 19, and the other is the cover of Harper's Bazaar's previous daily issue.

Bo Qiu's sudden appearance made Tu Nian feel a little embarrassed. When she followed Bo Qiu, she almost tripped over herself.

Tu Nian has been running around society to make a living since he was seventeen years old, and has seen a lot of interesting things, big and small. Compared with her peers, her ability to accept this society is much higher, but her ability to accept it is limited to urban life like Huai Street or Elm Street.