The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

The first person who came out of the door was Ji Chu's acquaintance. It was Sheng Yu's gold medal manager Gu Jia, and also a friend of Jiu Ling Sheng for many years.

Occasionally, he would come to the house to chat with Xiling Sheng about business matters. Ji Chu saw that his expression was not very good, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, so he didn't say hello.

Gu Jia, on the other hand, stopped after seeing Ji Chu. He looked back at the office, then at the person in front of him, and said hello, "Here you are, Xiao Chu."

"Brother Jia." Ji Chu responded.

The two of them had nothing to talk about, even if they came to the house, they just said hello and then dispersed.

But at this time Gu Jia was standing in front of him but had no intention of walking away.

Ji Chu was very strange, from his hesitation to speak, he clearly felt that this man ten years older than him was ashamed of him.

Just when he was wondering, Gu Qiao came out of Xi Lingcheng's office, he looked relaxed.

The brilliance on the face is amazing even without lighting, and it is 10 times more beautiful than in the photo.

Especially now that he is loved by many people, that confidence makes him even more eye-catching.

Gu Jia, who is 187, is as tall as Jiuling Sheng, and he deliberately moved his steps to follow Ji Chu's gaze, as if he didn't want the two of them to meet face to face.

It's a pity that it was too late, even if he was [-] meters tall, he couldn't stop Gu Qiao's star energy.

It was the first time Ji Chu saw a real person, so he whistled angrily.

Hearing Ji Chu's whistle, Gu Qiao glanced at him casually.

The two are about the same height, around 177.

Gu Qiao's neck is very long. After seeing Ji Chu, her chin leaned forward intentionally or unintentionally. Then, she took out a black mask from her pocket and put it on while walking.

Looking at his back, Ji Chu smiled evilly and said:

"He looks so exquisite, no wonder so many people admire him, he can write lyrics and compose music, and he can sing well, plus this face, hey brother Jia, I envy you that you can often be with such a person."

Gu Jia smiled awkwardly.

"Why did he terminate the contract?" Ji Chu asked.

Hearing his question, Gu Jia dodged his eyes, then sighed softly, "I don't know what he thinks, he doesn't want to be in Shengyu anymore."

"I'll talk to him again, you go in first, Ling Sheng is angry, you comfort him, I'll go first."

Ji Chu nodded and walked in.

In the spacious CEO's office, there was a smell of high-end perfume.

It smelled like Gu Qiao's name was written on it.

It wasn't pungent, but still made Ji Chu make a fan gesture.

Both he and Xi Lingcheng don't wear perfume, and even use a mint-scented shower gel.

Especially when the surname Shi once seriously reminded him not to wear perfume, he didn't like it, and Ji Chu even regarded perfume as an enemy.

"Do you need my help?" Ji Chu walked towards the person sitting on the boss chair.

Xiling Cheng didn't respond to him, his eyes passed through his body, staring straight at the direction of the door.

Ji Chu didn't like it, anyone could like that big star, but Xiling Cheng couldn't, even if he comforted himself that this man only admired the artists under his banner, he still uncontrollably raised his hand and pushed the documents on the table, full of anger clamoring,

"What are you looking at! Is he good-looking?"

The documents were pushed all over the place, and Xiling Cheng's eyes finally fell on him.

"I asked you, is he good-looking?"

As long as he asks any question, he must ask the other party to answer.

Ji Chu leaned close to him, pinching Xiling Cheng's stubbled chin,

"answer me."

"It's not good-looking." Ci Lingcheng pushed his hand away, "You didn't go to the studio today?"

"No, I don't want to go. No one wants to watch the video I analyzed, and I don't have the motivation to update it. Besides, you've been so tired recently, I want to help you." Ji Chu turned his swivel chair to himself, and then sat on his lap ask,

"Do you want me to be your lobbyist and help you speak nicely to that Gu Qiao?"

He scratched the man's lower lip with his hand, and said softly: "Or, do I meet the conditions he prescribed?"

"Satisfy the conditions?" Ci Lingcheng put the tip of his nose close to his neck, as if he could not smell enough of him, bit down hard and asked, "What conditions can you satisfy?"

There are already enough strawberries on the neck, Ji Chu moves his body away from him,

"What other conditions are there, it's nothing more than money, just give him more, and what's the benefit of terminating the contract? Is there any better condition than Shengyu's, what does he think?"

"He is not a profit-seeking person." Xiling Sheng said with emotion:

"He joined the company when he was 18, and it's been 5 years."

It was this sentence that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, which made Ji Chu's hand on his shoulder tremble slightly.

"A person who can't even remember his own birthday..."

A strange feeling lingered in my heart.

He got down from Xiling Cheng's lap, walked to the window, and looked out of the window.

It wasn't too cold in Guangcheng in December, but he felt his whole body shaking.

Xi Lingcheng hugged him from behind, his voice was slow and melancholy,

"People are fickle. I used to swear to me that I would stay in the company forever. Afraid that he would not feel free, I opened a personal studio for him. He was not satisfied. He would rather pay a huge liquidated damages than insist on leaving. .”

The strength of the arm was too great, and Ji Chu, who was hugged by him, felt suffocated.

Before he could push away the people behind him, Xi Lingcheng grabbed his waist and dragged him to the cubicle of the office.

The compartment is where the safe is placed, and there is no window. Except for the owner and Ji Chu, no one in the company knows that there is a small dark room in the office.

In addition to a few safes, there is only one camp bed in the room.

"Ling Cheng? Ah!"

Ji Chu was pushed onto the bed and pressed down by him, feeling his uneven breathing and his rude movements, the person who was treated roughly just asked in a pity voice:

"No, are you so worried?"

The other party didn't answer, and pulled off his belt.

Seeing that he had no intention of communicating with him, Ji Chu began to push and push the person on him, not wanting him to combine with himself in this mood, saying his own suggestion,

"If the money is not enough, then say something nice, and do your best to obey the destiny."

"you shut up!"

Rotten Ling Sheng stretched out his left hand to cover his mouth.

Ji Chu was restrained by him and couldn't move, he could only look up at the pitch-black roof.

It looks like a cat cub caught by a lion.

It had been three years before he thought of one thing, why he didn't let himself talk every time he did this, and it was in an extremely dark environment.

After a one-sided stress-relieving exercise, Ji Chu struggled to get up from the bed, took out toilet paper from his pants pocket, wiped himself, and said to the door:

"Forget it, let him go if he wants to leave. Who can keep a person who is determined to leave, and it will be painful to keep him here."

……

Only the damp air answered him.

After leaving the cubicle, Ji Chu realized that he was the only one in the entire office.

Thinking that Xi Lingcheng was in a bad mood and had a lot of work to do, Ji Chu endured the swear words and left the building.

Driving home alone, he knocked himself on the head when he saw that there was no food in the refrigerator, "What kind of memory, I forgot that there was no food at home."

After taking a quick shower, he rushed to the supermarket to buy groceries, and made some of Kuiling Sheng's favorite food as usual,

Three dishes and one soup plus a cold dish.

When the two first got married, the family invited two aunts, but Xi Lingcheng said that he didn't want strangers to enter the house and dismissed them.

For a 300-square-meter house, even if there is property management outside the door, someone has to wipe and sweep the inside.

Ji Chu hadn't done any housework since he was a child, but he still took the initiative to take care of it on himself.

When Xiling Cheng was sweeping the floor, he felt that this person was deliberately humiliating him.

"What? Do you think I can't do anything!"

In this way, he took the sweep.

Xiling Cheng wasn't polite to him either, and he never swept the floor since then.

Later, when he felt really tired, he bought a sweeping robot, and he wiped the areas that the robot couldn't reach.

It's just that cooking robots can't do it, so he went to a breakfast restaurant to ask a teacher, so he learned how to cook.

After finishing the meal, I was too tired to eat. I looked at the time, it was 20:05, thinking that Xiling Sheng might come back late again, Ji Chu took the key and went to his studio.

There are only four people in the studio.

In addition to him, there is another partner who is a bamboo horse who grew up with him, Yu Bin.

And two girls, one is an editor and the other is in charge of Chinese and English subtitles.

The two girls had already left work, Yu Bin found six friends and listened to high songs in the studio.

The studio is located in Guangcheng Forest Park, close to the lake, and the scenery is very good.

When Ji Chu got out of the car, through the glass window, he saw Yu Bin twisting his hips and dancing vigorously with others at a glance.

When Yu Bin jumped up, he jumped up and saw the Xiaomi sweater outside the glass window, "It's broken, turn off the music!"

"Turn it off and listen to you!" The six men and women continued to drink and dance.

Yu Bin didn't intend to come in when he saw the person, so he ran out, thinking that this person was weird, so he rushed in with his usual arrogance.

As for people who used to like to party and have fun, why did their temperament change so much and they don't like these things? Yu Bin didn't need to ask.

People don't need to talk, if the eyebrows are slightly out of order, their bamboo horses will start to self-examine.

Xiling Sheng and the two of them are from the same school, and Yu Bin has been involved almost all the time from Ji Chu's crush to their marriage.

Although he has a lot of dissatisfaction, he hopes that the person he grew up with will be happy, so he can hold back everything he says.

"Why don't you go in here?" He ran to the dazed man and teased him,

"Why isn't our Young Master Ji waiting for Lao Gong at home today?"

Ji Chu smiled, and took out a lunch box pocket from the co-pilot, "I'll bring you food, no matter what he likes, he can eat whatever he likes! You can't be hungry."

"Strange? From 19 to 26, for seven years, I finally heard you say that I don't care about him."

"I'm not what he ate, am I?"

"Do you want to eat?" Ji Chu sat in the car and motioned for him to come in as well.

"Eat! Eat! Try to see if our young master Ji's craftsmanship has improved."

Yu Bin opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat to taste his master Ji's handicrafts. He just took a bite, and the long-lost nausea returned.

Forced to do so, he said truthfully:

"How can melon sliced ​​scrambled eggs be so unpalatable!"

"Is it unpalatable? Just say what I cook is unpalatable!"

Ji Chu has always been confident in what he does, not to mention that he even learned from a teacher on purpose.

"No, your family's Ciling Cheng didn't say that your cooking was unpalatable?"

"Never, as long as he starts eating, he will definitely finish everything I make."

Yu Bin looked at the bite marks on his neck and snorted coldly, "You must have been eaten by him too."

"Forget it if you don't eat!" Ji Chu covered the lunch box, and Yu Bin didn't have any regrets.

"That... Gu Qiao, that singer, do you know him?" Ji Chu pretended to be casually asking while packing the lunch box.

"I know him, is there anyone who doesn't know him? Now these young people can worship him, especially this year, he is really popular."

After speaking, Yu Bin chuckled, "I admire him too. He recently released a new song. I was the first to comment on it. It's amazing!"

"How do you know you are number one?"

Look at his disbelief.Yu Bin lit up his phone, "And today, he posted a photo. Guess how many people commented, and then you can see who has the most replies to the comments, and who ranks first?"

From Yu Bin's mobile phone, Ji Chu saw that Gu Qiao had posted a photo of his bangs slightly covering his hair on social networking sites.

Her hair was wet and looked pure and lustful.

Judging from the surrounding environment, it should be cutting hair, and there is a line of words on the picture: I cut my hair short, cut it~"

Such a fill-in-the-blank text attracted 50 replies.

"Did he just post it?" Ji Chu asked.

Yu Bin looked at the time carefully, "It's been two hours."

"Let me see what you replied to people?" Ji Chu turned on his mobile phone, and saw that the id of the first comment was the number of the studio.

He read Yu Bin's comment: "Gu Gou, you're popular even if you cut your hair, but this year, the songs you wrote are rubbish."

Ji Chu looked at him in disbelief.

Yu Bin shook his head proudly, "In this way, more people will reply to me, and Gu Qiao will be able to see me!"

"Why don't you use a trumpet? You actually use our official account!"

"Ah! I forgot...it's okay, we'll be angry." Yu Bin's words made Ji Chu want to slap him.

"Is this fire! Why don't you know it! After that, our previous 5 fans will be lost." Ji Chu waved his hand, "Go down quickly."

"It's 4596 people." Yu Bin got out of the car disheveledly, the red leather jacket he bought just like everyone else, lifeless.

"Hey!" Ji Chu opened the car window and called him to stop him, "Are you worried that our job account won't gain followers?"

"No." Yu Bin made a cheering gesture, "I still say the same thing, everything depends on you, how can I worry about work, I just follow you to do whatever you do."