Foodies can't be broken

Here, Chen Xiang is still trying to persuade Jiang He to work hard and strive to become popular as soon as possible, so that he can get promoted and raise his salary.

Looking at the phone that was suddenly hung up, Yu He felt suicidal.

He frantically sent Fu Shanhai a WeChat message:

"Boss, the boss is not like this!"

"Chen Xiang misunderstood, Jiang He also misunderstood!"

"Boss, Jiang He likes this house very much, and Toffee also likes it."

"Boss? Boss, are you watching? Can you answer my call again???"

……

Yu He's desire to survive almost overflowed the screen, but Fu Shanhai was still angry and unmoved, and even wanted to fire Chen Xiang directly.

Incompetent bungler!

After a while, Fu Shanhai calmed down, sitting on the office chair, thinking about Jiang He's voice just now.

The voice of milk is milky, waxy and sweet, and the tone of voice is obviously happy.

"The company is too good!"

“The pillow is so cute!”

"Wow, sugar!"

With his eyes closed, Fu Shanhai could imagine Jiang He's eyes full of surprises, happily holding toffee but reluctant to eat it.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Forget it, to praise the company is to praise yourself.

Mr. Fu, whose standards were as low as dust, changed the sentence "Give me Chen Xiang" that was originally intended to be sent to the HR manager to "Chen Xiang's salary is gone this month".

After sending the message, Fu Shanhai felt at ease again, and let out a cold snort.

get promoted?

If you dare to tarnish his image, you will get paid a fart.

……

The next day, Jiang He managed to pick out something he could wear from a pile of flamboyant and revealing new clothes, and followed Chen Xiang to the recording studio.

He didn't know until he got in the car that he had to sing the ending song of "Radio Exaggeration" for himself.

Jiang He was surprised and happy. The ending song was called "Uninterruptible Radio". He had heard it before. The tune was very pleasant and the lyrics were very good. How could he perform such a good song?

Chen Xiang sat next to Jiang He, and kept conveying new ideas to Jiang He.

He sat up in his sleep in the middle of the night frightened by the text message of salary deduction, only then realized that he might have misunderstood, maybe Mr. Fu really didn't plan to unspokenly rule Jiang He, but just thought he was a good talent and wanted to praise him for a try try.

So Chen Xiang changed his tone in a sensible manner.

"Jiang He, this is Mr. Fu's appreciation of your talent, such opportunities are rare."

"You can't live up to Boss Fu's expectations. Now, the old man treats you like his own child!"

"You have to work hard, struggle, become popular, and bring benefits to the company, you know?"

Jiang He hurriedly nodded obediently, and at the same time clenched his fists, with a fighting spirit on his face: "I will not let down the trust of the company and the big boss!"

The two reached a strange consensus, and then strutted into the recording studio.

Song Feiyue was already waiting for them in the recording studio. When he saw Jiang He, his eyes lit up, and he secretly admired Mr. Fu's eyes from the bottom of his heart.

Jiang He is wearing a small gray plaid suit today, and his hair is neatly done. Although he has no makeup, his skin is still fair and tender. When he smiles, people can't look away.

Song Feiyue showed Jiang He the song demo several times, and then asked a professional teacher to teach him to sing it word by word.

Jiang He is a fast learner, and he also has some basics. After just a few sentences, the eyes of the vocal music teacher and Song Feiyue lit up.

After almost being able to fully express the song "Uninterruptible Radio", Song Feiyue indicated that he could enter the recording studio.

Jiang He was a little nervous, took a deep breath, and walked into the shed.

Song Feiyue instructed him: "Just put on the earphones and sing to the Lima in front of you. We won't record it officially for the first time, so you can try the rhythm first."

Jiang He nodded, listening to his slightly nervous breathing in the monitor earphones, and adjusted his state silently.

He remembered that the teacher said to him that as long as you are devoted enough and emotional, you will perform very well.

Jiang He thought to himself, Come on, prove yourself, and prove it to the teacher.

He opened his mouth softly, and the first sentence hit the audience's heart directly.

"In the corner of the night, you are still sad,"

"No feeling left after exhaustion,"

……

The tuner looked at Song Feiyue in shock, with obvious doubts in his eyes.

Is this person really a professional singer?

Song Feiyue also looked shocked, he stared at Jiang He closely, the excitement in his eyes almost overwhelmed him.

"A non-stop radio station teaches you what love is,"

"Bitter, hot, sour and sweet in life are not bad, wo~"

……

As the music ended, Jiang chorus sang the last line, immersed in emotions for a long time before opening his eyes.

Then I saw everyone outside looking at him like an alien.

...Is it so bad to sing?

Jiang He frowned and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I can't sing well."

"Papa papa!" Song Feiyue took the lead in applauding.

Then in twos and threes, everyone started applauding.

"Okay, you sang very well, this time it's completely ok." Song Feiyue said.

Jiang He became excited instantly: "Really?!"

"Well, it's very good!" Song Feiyue said, "Do it again, and we can call it a day."

Jiang He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and sang it again seriously.

After singing, everyone applauded more enthusiastically.

"Okay," Song Feiyue signaled Jiang He to come out, seeing that his forehead was sweating, he immediately found a wet wipe and handed it to him, "It's great, you are the most talented singer I've ever seen."

This sentence is not exaggerated by him. Jiang He's voice is naturally transparent and spiritual, and he is very emotional. Almost every time he listens to it, people can't help but immerse themselves in the song.

Why is such a singer discovered only now? It's a waste of money!

Jiang He smiled shyly. He knew that Song Feiyue was just comforting himself, and wiped the sweat off his face. He asked, "Then what else do I need to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, just wait for the final tuning and listen to the finished product." Song Feiyue couldn't help but pat Jiang He on the shoulder again, "Jiang He, we should cooperate for a long time in the future, please give me your advice."

Jiang He was flattered and shook hands with him: "Thank you, you are too kind."

Song Feiyue smiled and said "I'm not being polite", while looking at Jiang He very preciously.

He now feels that Jiang He is completely a cash cow that can move.

Jiang He was so praised all the way that he was dizzy, and when he got in the car, he still felt unreal.

Did he remember that Song Feiyue was a difficult person to get along with?He also scolded and cried several singers.

Why is the image completely different from what he remembered?

Chen Xiang was also happy, and directly took Jiang He to the mall.

Jiang He was taken aback: "Aren't we going back?"

There was no shooting task today, he thought Chen Xiang would take him back to the company.

Chen Xiang smiled a little embarrassed: "I bought those clothes yesterday based on my own preferences and referring to popular celebrity outfits. You don't seem to like it. Let's go buy some more."

Jiang He hurriedly waved his hands: "No need, no need, it's too expensive, those clothes can be worn."

"That won't work. You're going to be a singer in the future. How can you do it without a lot of clothes?" Chen Xiang drove all the way to the underground parking lot of the shopping mall, and took Jiang He to take the elevator.

Jiang He was particularly touched: "Brother Chen Xiang, you are so kind, thank you!"

Chen Xiang waved his hand: "You're welcome, what a big deal."

Anyway, without spending his money, the company set up a "storage fee" for Jiang He, and he will be reimbursed for everything he buys.

Chen Xiang couldn't help sighing secretly, Mr. Fu really made a fool of himself, and even asked him to buy some "normal" new clothes for Jiang He today anyway.

I don't know if Jiang He can earn more money in the future, but don't disappoint Mr. Fu's expectations...

When he arrived at the shopping mall, Jiang He picked it up seriously under Chen Xiang's gesture.

His aesthetics are very normal, and the clothes he picks are also in line with his image.

——After all, he has three years of debut experience. Every time he wears something that looks good, fans will like it frantically. As time goes by, he himself understands what to wear.

The shopping guide saw that Jiang He was good-looking and had good clothes, so he kept recommending him happily.

After Jiang He tried on a suit again, he just walked out of the fitting room when he saw a familiar face.

Fu Shanhai was wearing a dark red suit, his hair was very stylish with pomade, he seemed to be looking in the mirror just after changing his clothes, he was leaning against the door, his tall and straight figure was even more accentuated by the exquisite lighting in the fitting room Stylish, deep facial features are cold and delicate.

Coupled with the hand he was gently picking at the collar, and the thin lips that were tightly pursed.

From top to bottom, there was an aura of "this damn charm that has nowhere to be placed".

Jiang He was stunned for a long time before he found his own voice: "Big, Big Boss..."

Suddenly realizing that he subconsciously wanted to say "Big Boss" instead of Mr. Fu, Jiang He was so frightened that he changed it back: "Hello Mr. Fu!"

Fu Shanhai, who didn't hear Jiang He boasting that he was handsome, but only heard "big brother", stood up straight with some doubts, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The shape is perfect, the appearance is perfect, where is the atmosphere of a black | social boss?

Not entangled in Jiang He's address, Fu Shanhai smiled confidently: "Come to buy clothes?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang He's clothes.

This one made him unable to look away.

I don't know who picked Jiang He, a white suit perfectly set off Jiang He's slender waist and straight legs.

The neckline of Jiang He's shirt is V-shaped, which just reveals his beautiful collarbone, plus his slender wrists, and his cute little face without makeup...

Fu Shanhai felt that the temperature in the fitting room was a bit high, which made him short of breath, and his body reacted inexplicably.

Jiang He wobbled uneasily under Fu Shanhai's scrutinizing gaze, and looked up at Fu Shanhai. After two seconds, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and secretly glanced at Fu Shanhai's pants.

Fu Shanhai found out that Jiang He was actually peeking at his lower body, and instantly felt complacent, with an unconcealable smile on his face, he coughed twice.

Then deliberately asked him with ridicule and dissatisfaction: "What are you looking at, huh?"

Jiang He's face gradually turned red, and he lowered his head under Fu Shanhai's satisfied eyes, his voice was almost buried in the cracks of the ground: "Boss Fu...you..."

Fu Shanhai approached him: "Shy?"

Jiang He quickly retreated into the fitting room, and was dragged by Fu Shanhai again to go out to buy the suit Jiang He was wearing.

Jiang He became anxious for a moment, and tugged on Fu Shanhai's sleeve to prevent him from leaving.

Fu Shanhai suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, pulled Jiang He forcefully out of the fitting room, and smiled slightly under the surprised gaze of the waiter: "I want all the clothes that Jiang He tried today, and I will pay for it."

Standing behind the waiter, Yu He was also stunned. He quickly rushed to Fu Shanhai, blocked the waiter's gaze, and politely reminded the waiter, "Please pay the bill."

As if waking up from a dream, the waiter went to the counter blushing and heartbeating.

Fu Shanhai frowned, feeling something was wrong, why were their reactions so strange?

In the next second, Yu He squeezed out a little voice from between his teeth: "Boss...you..."

"what happened?"

Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He, who was hiding aside, with a smile on his face, and was even more puzzled.

"Your... pants!"

Fu Shanhai was startled, and quickly lowered his head, only to realize that he had just changed his clothes before Jiang He, and seemed to have forgotten a very important link...

His trousers were not fully zipped.

The underwear inside showed a little pattern.

And at this moment, there are still indescribable things rising slightly.

...it's spectacular.