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He Jing laughed, "Then you must be so mad." He turned on the previous screen recording on his phone.

Ling Yueran just looked at the past, and laughed, a little Internet celebrity, who probably couldn't even articulate the words, let alone rap, finally cried anxiously.

"Just say you're not angry!" He actually felt a sudden pain in his brain.

Ling Yueran just smiled, "How much money did he give to make you so angry that you didn't drive him away?"

He was a little embarrassed, and made a gesture of five. Ling Yueran picked up the manuscript and read it, "500 million, then keep it."

"Is it enough to change your 500 million?" He asked jokingly.

She glanced up at him, tapped the tip of her pen on the table, "It's useless to add infinite zeros after that."

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Chapter 3 Chapter 3

The expected answer, He Jing sighed, got up tiredly and said: "I hope I can finish recording him alive."

Ling Yueran smiled gloatingly, "I wish you good luck."

He Jing was stimulated by her laughter, and resentfully said, "Look at the one who made you happy, I have to find a way to see if I can kick the ball to you."

"You're dreaming." Ling Yueran snorted.

In the end, I don't know if He Jing's mouth was too open, something happened before he could figure out a way, a small accident, a small car accident, just a fracture in other parts of his body.

When Ling Yueran went to see him, he was lying on the sickbed and humming with difficulty, she rolled her eyes and put down the bouquet, and sat down on the chair next to her, "Why didn't I kill you, I pretended to be beaten up so badly."

He Jing burst out laughing, got up slowly, leaned on the pillow, and looked at the fresh and tender flower buds on the bed.

"I don't want to either, as your half-brother, sister Xiaoran~"

Ling Yueran got goosebumps all over his body when he heard his words, trembled, and said in disgust: "You have a good idea, I won't answer."

He Jing was suddenly at a loss for words, buried his head in the pillow and looked at her resentfully.

The bus going back to the city from the county town was bumpy, and the roads were all highways, but the car was too old and dangled, and Mu Mian leaned against the glass window to sleep. I don't know how long it will be until I go back to Yuelong Town next time.

She yawned a lot, the car suddenly shook, she leaned forward suddenly, her head hit the railing, and the corners of her mouth twitched in pain.

"How did this driver drive?" She muttered, clutching her forehead and getting angry, she woke up halfway from sleepiness, and looked outside, she had already arrived in the urban area.

The huge LCD screen was illuminated on the highest floor, and the wooden cotton face was pressed against the glass and looked up with envy in his eyes.

"It's Xu Qi." She sighed, and a girl with a sweet smile stood on the right side of the screen, next to her were chocolate love words.

"That's right, it's almost Qixi Festival." Mu Mian realized that this year's Tian Yi Chocolate was hired by Xu Qi as an endorsement.

It would be a lie to say that she is not jealous, but Tian Yi is the largest chocolate factory in this century, and the competition for endorsement is extremely fierce, if she has no foundation, she will not be selected at all.

The sound of the phone interrupted her reverie, she hurriedly looked for the phone from her bag, and answered it without having time to look at the person, "Hello."

"Are you back?" The man asked impatiently, and Mu Mian immediately realized that this was her future new manager, Zhou Nan, and quickly responded, "I'm in... I'm in the car, I'll go home later. "

"What? You haven't arrived yet?" Zhou Nan yelled, "It's so troublesome, why didn't you call me before you were at home?"

Mu Mian muttered, "You didn't say you were looking for me."

"I'll put the things in the express cabinet downstairs, you can watch for yourself."

After finishing speaking, no matter what Mu Mian said, she hung up immediately. Mu Mian opened her mouth, and the phone only had the sound of hanging up, so she put it back in discouragement.

Zhou Nan is the manager of the new company, and he was assigned to her. She has a lot of people, so she can't take care of her, and Mu Mian can feel that she doesn't like her.

When she got home, she went to the courier cabinet to look for things. There were people coming and going. She sighed and searched one by one. This is the house she rented, not a residential area. There are small restaurants downstairs, and there is an elevator to go up the corridor. , there are several households on the first floor, and there are many express cabinets, and there is no special house number.

Finally, she found a pack of document bags. She was relieved to see her name on it, and went upstairs with her arms in her arms.

Because she used to be an anchor and wanted to sing live at night, she didn’t find a roommate to rent a smaller house. Another layer of soundproof paper was pasted.

But now she doesn't need to start the live broadcast. The contract with the former live broadcast company expired, and her new contract is a music company, so she can't start the live broadcast by herself if she has a manager.

The room is not big, just a table and chairs, a narrow bed, and a cabinet, there is no extra space.

She sat on the chair and opened the file bag. There were quite a lot of things in it, except a stack of thick papers and a USB flash drive.

She looked at the USB flash drive. It was quite small. On the paper was the contract, lyrics and score, and on the other paper was the address and phone number. It was handwritten, and the handwriting was eloquent, but there was a faint sense of elegance.

"No. 1777 Tianxing Street, Huanzhi, phone 135..." Mu Mian read out each word, looking at the person who wrote the pen behind him, the three words were very chic, "Ling Yueran."

Mu Mian was taken aback, raised his head abruptly, and blinked, "Ling Yueran? Is this voice so familiar?"

The next day, Mu Mian took out the skirt that she had cut the money with painstakingly a few days ago, the light blue long skirt, put on delicate makeup, and sprayed on the limited edition perfume given by her friend last time.

Extravagantly took a phone call to go to Huanzhi.

She has never been here before. Tianxing Street is a commercial street, and there are many entertainment companies here. I don't know if it is a good feng shui. I guess I can meet many big stars when I go in. Mu Mian is holding the access control card from yesterday's file. Go in and look at the corridor with tall buildings and a five-star security level.

The signboard of Huanzhi is very prominent, because it is very simple and has its own characteristics.

She went in nervously, and before she had time to talk to the front desk, she saw photos of the company's partners downstairs, many big names, and she took a few sneak peeks.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The front desk asked her with a tactful smile, and she quickly said, "I'm Jing Li's signed artist, Mu Mian, and I've made an appointment with your producer Ling."

Mu Mian showed her a certificate, the receptionist glanced at it, nodded and smiled, "Okay."

The staff printed a passing card and gave it to her, "Go up to the elevator over there and swipe the card, and go up to the 32nd floor to find Zhang Lu, the assistant of Ling's producer."

Mu Mian said thank you, took the card, and felt that her brain was congested. It was the first time for her to come to such a formal and strict music company.

She swiped the card, and the elevator arrived quickly. There was someone inside, who should have come up from the parking lot downstairs.

It should be a staff member, wearing formal work attire, Mu Mian went in and leaned against the corner, and several people inside looked at her, without thinking much, and continued the topic just now.

"Mr. He had a car accident a few days ago, and now Mr. Ling is going to die of anger."

"That's right, I heard Zhang Lu calling Mr. Ling today, and I got really angry."

"Then that little Internet celebrity still goes to Ling's shed?"

Someone asked curiously, Mu Mian listened carefully, and felt that Mr. Ling was Ling Yueran, and Zhang Lu was that assistant, wouldn't the little Internet celebrity say it was her?

"Go, the other producers don't have time, and Mr. Ling is not busy recently. Mr. He is going to lie down for ten days and half a month. Who will pick up if Mr. Ling doesn't?"

"I heard that the little Internet celebrity has a full face, and her height is only 1.5 meters, and she is very low, and her singing is still out of tune. It's no wonder Mr. Ling is not angry."