Qiao Sheng wandered around the town for a long time, and finally found a bathing city to spend the night.

It was called a bathing city, but it was just a three-story building, which was naturally incomparable to the Magic City, but fortunately there was a screening room for customers to rest 24 hours a day.

When Qiao Sheng arrived, it was almost one o'clock, and there was no one in the bathing place. After he finished bathing and just lay down comfortably, he saw an unread message on his phone.

It was sent by Bai Shu.

It was a selfie of her and Luo Na, with a cake between them.

Qiao Sheng glanced at the time. It was a message from half an hour ago. At that time, he had just parked the car and came in.

He wanted to reply to the message, but he was afraid that Bai Shu had fallen asleep.

However, while driving, Bai Shu sent a message saying that he must report to her after finding a place to stay.

After thinking about it, Qiao Sheng still sent her a message.

"I have found a place to sleep. If you were woken up by me while you were sleeping, please continue sleeping and don't reply to the message."

However, Bai Shu on the other side replied immediately: I'm waiting for your message.

Qiao Sheng showed a happy smile on his face. He wanted to chat for a while, but it was too late, so he urged Bai Shu to go to bed quickly.

After the two said good night to each other, Qiao Sheng fell asleep on the chair with the sound of the movie.

Perhaps it was because of the long journey, or because of seeing Bai Shu, Qiao Sheng slept until dawn and drove back to the city in high spirits.

Bai Shu started working at more than six in the morning, when it was still dark. She asked Qiao Sheng to drive carefully and stay safe after arriving in Shanghai.

As for the farewell, she took a selfie of her pouting lips and kissing, which was considered a kiss goodbye to Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng immediately saved the photo and set it as wallpaper. If there were no people in the airport, he would have to pout at his phone twice.

. . . . . . .

On the second day after returning to Snowball Entertainment, as soon as Qiao Sheng entered the company gate, the front desk girl Wang Xue greeted him.

"Good morning, Director Qiao."

Then Qiao Sheng saw her covering her mouth and giggling.

Qiao Sheng didn't understand why, and after returning the greeting, he continued to walk inside. As a result, everyone who saw him had a weird smile on their face while greeting him.

After sitting down at his workstation, Yang Yue leaned over and asked seriously: "Qiao Sheng, this toilet company asked you to endorse it, and you actually wrote a song for it? You didn't take extra money to hide your income, did you? I tell you, this is illegal."

Qiao Sheng then remembered that last night was the time when the toilet advertisement was officially launched.

"My endorsement fee is as much as written in the contract. There is no yin-yang contract. You can rest assured! With your selfless accountant Yang here, how dare I do such a thing."

Qiao Sheng explained with a smile.

With Yang Yue, the entire company has no loopholes in terms of finance, and no employee or celebrity dares to mess around.

If you are really discovered, there is no need for the relevant departments to investigate, Yang Yue will be the first to report you.

In front of the law, Yang Yue will really put justice above relatives.

"That's good." Yang Yue's expression relaxed: "But to be honest, your toilet song is quite addictive. What every toilet is a friend, only you can come up with such lyrics."

Qiao Sheng bowed to Yang Yue: "Thank you for the compliment."

Yang Yue smiled and pointed to his computer, and said to Qiao Sheng: "Don't thank me, you should go to Weibo quickly, I don't know how many people are urging you to release the whole song. Oh, and them."

Qiao Sheng looked in the direction Yang Yue was looking, and Wang Liang was walking towards Qiao Sheng with a lewd smile.

Behind him, in addition to the other four members of the Raptors who followed him, Ying Peng and the others also quietly joined the team from both sides.

"Qiao Sheng, hurry up and play the whole song."

As soon as he came over, Wang Liang put his sturdy arm on Qiao Sheng's shoulder, and his other hand operated the mouse very skillfully.

He double-clicked to open a shortcut on the desktop with the word "Recycle Bin", and then jumped to the song folder that Qiao Sheng had hidden very deeply.

Qiao Sheng was stunned by Wang Liang's operation, and looked at Wang Liang with a particularly sad and angry expression: "I hid it so cleverly, and you found it?"

Qiao Sheng stored various songs in folders, which were nested in hundreds of folders like nesting dolls, and were hidden somewhere on the hard drive.

The only way to find it quickly is this shortcut that looks exactly like the "Recycle Bin".

The only difference between the two is that the real "Recycle Bin" icon does not have the arrow unique to the shortcut.

Qiao Sheng thought he had hidden it deep enough, but he didn't expect that Wang Liang had already found it.

Moreover, with so many people around, this hiding plan has obviously failed.

At this moment, Qiao Sheng felt it was necessary to move upstairs.Go to the independent office.

After the upstairs was cleaned up, Yang Lihuan suggested that he go to the independent office upstairs, which was quieter and more suitable for his creation.

Qiao Sheng's creation did not require quietness at all, but memory, so after thinking about it, he refused.

After going upstairs, how could he steal Yang Yue's snacks?

Now this position is much more convenient. Not only can you look back and watch TV series when you are bored, but you can also eat some snacks. How comfortable.

If you are not often surrounded by people, you will feel better at work.

The melody of the song "Toilet" has sounded in the speakers, and Qiao Sheng can only lean back in his chair helplessly and listen to the whole song again.

"How about it, what do you feel after listening to it?" Wang Liang turned around and asked everyone.

"It's, quite interesting?" Du Ziteng answered tentatively.

Liao Feng nodded: "I agree with what A-Du said, it is indeed more interesting."

Wang Liang looked at the others again, smiled and shook his head and said: "You are all too superficial, you only understand the superficial meaning of this song. Do you think our Director Qiao's song is so simple?"

"He actually compares the toilet to a good friend who is always by your side, accompanying you and helping you solve your problems!"

"Look at the lyrics, "It will flush away all your worries", "How much pain you have, how much loss you have, he will help you take it all away". ... These are all proofs."

Wang Liang stood there and talked a lot. After listening, the others thought it made sense. After thinking for a while, they nodded slightly and praised Wang Liang for being the lead singer of the Raptors.

Wang Liang was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He smiled and waved his hand and said: "Oh, it's not worth mentioning, it's just some humble opinions."

"Qiao Sheng, why don't you come and talk to everyone?" Wang Liang glanced at Qiao Sheng, with a kind of meaning that I have said everything you want to say, what can you do.

Qiao Sheng glanced at him and said with a smile, "Well said, but next time if the author doesn't mention another meaning, please don't learn Chinese reading and insist on interpreting something."

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