Dress as the notorious Omega

Within a week, Su Yan saw on TV that Zhou Tao was taken away for investigation because of embezzlement of public funds. He was surprised that it wasn't because of paying for murder, but after thinking about it, Jun Zhiqian now needs to hide his power and bide his time, and deal with Zhou's family in a high-profile manner. It will take some time.

Everyone in the living room heard the news, and Yuan Pingjiang was no exception. He put down the toast in his hand and gave a "tsk", as if dissatisfied with what the news described.

"Zhou Tao's misappropriation of 30 funds is outrageous, Zhiqian, what do you think?"

Jun Zhiqian was silent for a while, then spit out a few words, "It's disaster relief supplies."

The misappropriation of relief supplies was severely dealt with, and Yuan Pingjiang also calmed down. After a while, he asked, "Then he wants to kill you..."

"Before Mr. Zhou died, I told him personally."

"Murder and murder?" Yuan Pingjiang's voice was a little teasing, "I knew you wouldn't let him go so easily."

Su Yan listened with horror. He was afraid that Mr. Jun would throw himself into the sea to feed the sharks if he was unhappy.

After dinner, Jun Zhiqian went to the company for a meeting and left first.Su Yan and Yuan Pingjiang planned to inspect the final decoration of the musical instrument store.

Sitting in the car, Su Yan refreshed his music interface boredly, and randomly picked a few favorite songs to add to the playlist.

A week has passed, his songs have gone from being ignored at the beginning, to being complained about, and now being seriously commented on, gradually gaining some fans.

One of the girls privately messaged him saying that she was the screenwriter of the radio drama studio, and asked him if he could authorize them to make a radio drama ED with a piece of pure Chinese music.

Su Yan agreed without thinking, but was later scolded by Yuan Pingjiang for having no economic sense.

Su Yan doesn't think so - it's an honor that someone is willing to use a pure newcomer's composition, it's better than writing a song that has no effect.

A thing has value only when it is used.

Just as Su Yan was thinking, the girl sent herself another document, which contained the lyrics written according to the words.

To put it bluntly, the lyrics are poorly written, and the rhetoric throughout is dry and empty.

Yuan Pingjiang glanced curiously, and said sarcastically, "Just this word? I didn't say that if you put Archimedes on the keyboard, you can write five hundred poems a day."

Archimedes is a juvenile tropical penguin.

"...I said that you are a newcomer, so you should cherish your feathers. This kind of thing will only become your black history..."

Yuan Pingjiang's words are not unreasonable, Su Yan thought about it, typed a few words quickly, and waited anxiously for a reply.

Within a minute, the phone vibrated. Su Yan opened the chat interface, and the girl's reply seemed very excited.

【Really? !Thank you ma'am! ! ! 】

Su Yan, who was called "Madam" once, was a little embarrassed. He didn't reply, but watched the screen gradually turn off, reflecting the happy expression on his face.

After a while, the mobile phone received several messages. It was the girl who sent the script of the radio drama.

"You really want to write lyrics for them?" Yuan Pingjiang frowned, feeling that Su Yan's choice was irrational.

"En." Su Yan clicked on the script and showed it to Yuan Pingjiang, "Actually, the script is very well written, but the lyrics are a bit stretched."

Yuan Pingjiang glanced casually with lowered eyes. Obviously, a mainstream producer like him doesn't like the niche hobby of radio dramas.

Su Yan sighed and shook her head, feeling that Yuan Pingjiang was stubbornly like a centenarian in some respects - old-fashioned and arrogant.

In fact, Su Yan has his own little calculations. He has been in contact with the online distribution circle in reality. It is difficult to find an arrangement and composition at the price of cabbage. As long as one composer and arrangement is discovered, more resources will be brought.

With resources, everything is possible.

After getting off the car, the retro signboard of the musical instrument shop was still being installed. Su Yan and Yuan Pingjiang bypassed the worker's ladder and walked into the musical instrument shop.

The chief designer was doing the final inspection with the decoration workers. Seeing the two people entering the door, he hurriedly went forward to show them the decoration results.

The first floor is dominated by coffee and milk tea colors as a whole, only the front desk is warm white, and the wallpaper is deliberately old three-dimensional solid wood grain. Wherever you look, you can even smell a faint woody fragrance.

Several people walked upstairs, facing a musical instrument display wall, separating the entrance of the stairs from the corridor on the second floor.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows allow sunlight to pour in. From here, you can overlook the distant islands and headlands. Looking down, there are creepers all over the wall and dilapidated walls covered with colorful graffiti.

Su Yan was very satisfied with the design effect, but when she turned her head, she saw the designer holding up his glasses with a troubled look on his face.

"Mr. Yuan, can you help me buy a cup of milk tea?" Su Yan said suddenly.

Yuan Pingjiang frowned, "Go by yourself."

Su Yan pursed her lips, "I didn't wear sunglasses and a hat when I went out, what if I was recognized..."

You have been running around the world like this, and you haven't seen anyone recognize you. How dare you pretend to be a big guy in such a foolish way.Yuan Pingjiang curled his lips and spread his hands, "Money."

Asking others to run errands will naturally cost errands, Yuan Pingjiang extorted several hundred yuan from Su Yan before going downstairs in a big way.

Yuan Pingjiang went downstairs, Su Yan and the designer came to the recording studio.

After closing the door tightly, Su Yan turned around and asked directly, "Well...do you have anything you want to tell me?"

Seeing that Su Yan had sensed his thoughts, the designer was even more embarrassed. He muttered for a long time before opening his mouth.

"That's Mr. Su, I just want to ask if your musical instrument store needs newcomers..." As he spoke, the designer's head lowered, "I think Mr. Su's creative ability is very strong. The incompetent son came to learn from Mr. Su..."

From the designer's words, Su Yan knew that the designer's son had entered the entertainment industry early, but the entertainment company was not a man, and squeezed out the commercial value of the small fresh meat. Seeing that they were old, they began to crowd them out everywhere.Until now, they don't even have a serious vocal teacher.

In order to retain their status in the entertainment circle, the children in the group had to find their own way, and the designer thought of Su Yan.

It is indeed a pleasure to be recognized by others, Su Yan hesitated, and asked, "You know, my reputation is actually not very good..."

The designer shook his head, "I thought Mr. Su was the kind of person they said, but you are not the villain they said at all."

Villains?It's a good name.Su Yan thought heartlessly.

"...You just need to teach him how to arrange and compose simple songs. That child is talented. He tried to write songs before, but the company refused to let him, so he was delayed."

Seeing the humble appearance of the gray-haired designer anxiously recommending his son in front of her, Su Yan softened her heart, "At this time tomorrow, please let him come over, maybe I can help."

Seeing Su Yan's willingness to agree, the designer was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

——If Su Yan refuses to agree, then his son can only take the road of "contributing" to the high-level. Now he can learn something from Su Yan, and with his fame in the entertainment circle over the years, he can barely make a living.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Su..." the designer kept saying thank you, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Su Yan shook her head, "It's just a little effort, Mr. Xu don't need to be so polite."

Before Su Yan finished speaking, there was a "click" sound at the door, and Yuan Pingjiang, who was carrying milk tea, came in from behind the door.

"Here." Yuan Pingjiang handed the milk tea to Su Yan.

Su Yan touched the milk tea, it was already a little cold.

There was a worker downstairs called the designer, he went downstairs first, Su Yan and Yuan Pingjiang walked down the stairs to the attic.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Su Yan asked knowingly.

Yuan Pingjiang didn't look at Su Yan, and walked straight up. Halfway there, he turned his head and looked into Su Yan's eyes, "You are just a good person."

Su Yan bent her eyes and smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."

Hearing Su Yan's unceremonious response, Yuan Pingjiang quickened his pace.

The disgust is beyond words.

Su Yan shrugged and followed indifferently.

——

There was light snow on the way home in the evening, and Su Yan felt exhausted in the car, and began to miss Jun Zhiqian's warm embrace. He was sleeping on the soft backrest, and he didn't know when everyone got out of the car.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, he smelled the familiar refreshing fragrance of Chuxue.

"Mmm...Mr. Jun..." Su Yan called out vaguely, moved his body, only to realize that he was being held in someone's arms.

Su Yan opened his eyes wide and raised his head, facing Jun Zhiqian's obsidian-like eyes in the darkness.

"woke up?"

Jun Zhiqian did not let him go, but straightened his body, raised his hand to lift his bangs, leaned over and touched his hot forehead with his forehead.

"It's not a fever, it's a febrile period." Doctor Jun made the diagnosis.

Su Yan was thinking about something else, "We've known each other for a month? So fast..."

Said, while Jun Zhiqian was not paying attention, Su Yan straightened his upper body, kissed Jun Zhiqian's mouth lightly, and quickly retracted under his windbreaker, "I am a patient, and now I am in the fever period, you can't punish me I."

After a while, Su Yan poked out half of his head from under the windbreaker, and said in a muffled voice, "But you can help me treat the fever..."

I've been greedy for your body for a long time, and you didn't even show it to me.Su Yan thought with deep resentment, her gaze kept wandering over Jun Zhiqian.

Jun Zhiqian was teased so hard by him, he pulled his tie with one hand and lowered his voice, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Of course Su Yan knew, not only did he know, but he also did it on purpose.

Scratching Jun Zhiqian's palm, Su Yan's face rubbed against it, her hazy eyes were full of love, and her fingers moved upward along his wrist.

"Mr. Jun is the one who deliberately pretends not to know...every night he only knows how to sleep and doesn't look at me..."

Su Yan's coquettishness was the bomb thrown into the volcano in Jun Zhiqian's heart. His reason was submerged and swallowed by magma. In the heavy snow, the flames melted the snow into dense water vapor, which covered the car windows.

A few hours later, Jun Zhiqian got out of the car holding Su Yan who was so tired that he fell asleep, and went straight to the elevator.

Ten minutes later when Jun Zhiqian walked out of the bedroom, he met Yuan Pingjiang in the corridor.

"Is the old man asleep?"

Jun Zhiqian was a little new to this title, he raised his eyes, a little puzzled.

"It's okay, it's just a nickname."

Jun Zhiqian's eyes sharpened, "Since when did you get along so well?"

"It's not good either." Yuan Pingjiang explained the source of Su Yan's nickname in line with the principle of "self-proving innocence", but he didn't get a response for a long time, and when he looked up again, Jun Zhiqian's usually indifferent face showed a little Unexpected look.

[The author has something to say: Shen An is the protagonist of another novel. In the first few chapters, Su Yan was mistakenly written as Shen An. I am currently catching bugs. Thank you, little cutie!

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