After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The two spent the night tenderly.It's just that Mr. Fu is more satisfied, but An An is exhausted and collapsed.

Fu Chengwang felt sorry for him, and finally did not let him go to work with him. Today is a rare fine weather, and the early morning sunshine has filled the branches and the ground.

Fu Chengwang closed the curtains before going out, lest the sun be dazzling and wake up Song Jin'an.

Song Jin'an woke up naturally after falling asleep, but he wanted to stay in bed.

I wanted to play match [-] games with my mobile phone, but I saw several missed calls.

They were all calls from Yang Xunli and others, and one of them was from Que Qiuyang.

Song Jin'an originally wanted to call Que Qiuyang back, but when he glanced at him, it turned out to be Director Qiu's phone call.

This is the boss who gave him the money, so the boss is more important, so he returned to Director Qiu without saying a word.

Director Qiu answered the phone very quickly, and complained with a smile: "It's really hard for you to answer the phone, I can't get through all the time."

Song Jin'an apologized, "The phone is on silent."

Fu Chengwang already has a psychological shadow about the phone ringing when he was in love, so he would turn off or mute all electronic devices in advance every time.

Director Qiu doesn't blame him, if he can, he also wants to sleep in!

"I just want to tell you that the post-production of our film is half done, and we want to release it on Valentine's Day next year.

So we are uploading the music first, starting the first wave of warm-up, and want you to help promote the music.After all, you are the producer of Guqin music. "

"OK……"

Director Qiu let out a "hey" and remembered: "Don't talk about which character you played, there will be a clip of you when the trailer is cut, and then it will be the most suitable time for the official announcement!"

Song Jin'an didn't understand film promotion, so he did what the director told him to do.

"Well, I'm still busy here, you can sleep for a while, and when you wake up, just repost the Weibo about Guqin music on the official movie blog."

Director Qiu took a sip of water to moisten his throat, "Drink some water too, your voice is hoarse if you haven't slept enough."

Song Jin'an licked his lips and coughed awkwardly.

Maybe it's not because I didn't sleep enough and I'm dumb, but because my throat is broken...

After hanging up the phone, Song Jin'an went to forward Weibo, and then called Que Qiuyang.

He had never received a call from Senior Qiuyang before, but after the farce last time, Que Qiuyang sent him a WeChat apology.

When he saw the message, he was knocked down by Fu Chengwang, so he forgot to reply to the message.

Que Qiuyang also just thought that Song Jin'an was angry with him and didn't want to reply to the message, so he didn't dare to contact him for a while.

Now after getting on the phone, I'm talking about business: "I just told you that we can promote the movie together, and the director should tell you."

"I just talked to Qiu Dao on the phone and forwarded Weibo." Song Jin'an's sleepiness gradually faded away, and he got up from the bed because he didn't want to sleep anymore.

Que Qiuyang heard the movement of the quilt rubbing on his side, and when he heard his hoarse voice that was still sleepy, he laughed: "Haven't you woke up yet? The sun is drying your ass."

Song Jin'an looked back subconsciously, the curtains were drawn, and understood that Fu Chengwang wanted him to sleep a little longer, rubbed his forehead warmly, and decided to take his work to the company later to accompany Fu Chengwang.

After chatting for a while, Que Qiuyang got to the point: "The music you composed for our movie was very good, and it has been circulating in the director's circle for a while. I just received a new script yesterday, which is also in ancient costumes. The director wanted me to ask about it. Are you willing to give his movie soundtrack, the price is negotiable."

When he said the last sentence, Song Jin'an's slightly narrowed eyes opened instantly, "You can think about it, which director is it? I'll ask Xiao Jin to contact him."

Que Qiuyang responded, and the director who was sitting next to him listened to him made a comparison, stood up happily, and silently urged him to get in touch!

"Then I'll send you his business card." Que Qiuyang also had some undue expectations in his heart.

Although I no longer fantasize about having anything to do with Song Jinan, I still want to cooperate with Song Jinan.

After all, Song Jin'an is really a very good person.

Que Qiuyang's message was sent soon, Song Jin'an started to tidy himself up, had breakfast, and called the driver to pick him up to the company.

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Time is sometimes the least valuable thing, and it goes by so fast.Song Jin'an is painting, playing the piano, and accompanying Fu Chengwang to work every day.

Of course, the first two are Song Jin'an's own work, and the latter is purely to cling to her husband.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the company has more and more things to do.

Fu Chengwang was going on a business trip, because the last business trip was shadowed, he tried his best to leave the business trip to the people below.But this time it's a very important job, so I can only do it myself.

But this time he brought Song Jin'an with him, and he was determined not to leave him at home alone.

Song Jin'an didn't have to worry about anything, Xiao Suizui and Yu'er were taken care of, and he didn't even have to pack his luggage.

Fu Chengwang helped him pack up the whole process, because he only went there for a week, and he didn't bring much clothes, so only one suitcase contained the clothes of the two of them.

On this business trip, Annan and Xiaojin followed. The two willingly ate a lot of dog food along the way.

When getting off the plane, Xiao Jin took Annan's hand and said, "Why do I feel like I'm a little stuck."

Annan stared at the young couple walking hand in hand, and replied perfunctorily, "Then you should eat less."

Xiao Jin: Are you serious about your perfunctory actions?Small words hurt so much.

The boss of the cooperative company personally picked them up and sent them directly to the place where they lived, which is a high-tech hotel.

Song Jin'an opened his eyes wide: "Wow! Is this how grandma Liu felt when she entered the Grand View Garden?"

Fu Chengwang looked at his surprised face and laughed along with him.

The boss of the other party carefully looked at Fu Chengwang's expression and saw that he was still smiling, so it seemed that he didn't mess up his reception this time.

He thought to himself, this President Fu is different from the rumors, he is not so ruthless.

The boss breathed a sigh of relief, and called out Mr. Fu, wanting to introduce him to the interesting things here.

Fu Chengwang turned to look at him, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, leaving only indifference.

Boss: Excuse me...

"Ah! Fu Chengwang, take a look!" Song Jin'an shook Fu Chengwang's arm a little, and pointed to the outside of the viewing elevator.