Chapter 39

Chen Feng regretted it.

That he wants to eat his words tomorrow morning.

He admitted that he was a little excited. After all, as long as he took Zhong Lei's agent into his hand, even a fool could prosper.

However, Chen Feng now thinks that he can live a delicious life without Zhong Lei's brokerage appointment. Why ask for trouble?

Until he fell asleep, he was still wondering why he agreed.

At last he came to a conclusion.

Zhong Lei woke up.

There is magic in her song, which can make people lose their mind.

I was a little defenseless to her, and even boldly promised her to enter the narrow space of the bathroom together.

As a result, she was brainwashed by her singing and couldn't help agreeing to it.

Maybe even Zhong Lei had this idea from the beginning.

She was afraid of being rejected by herself, so she showed her strength unreservedly first. She planned to outline a beautiful vision with her song.

Their long-term relationship of in-depth cooperation will be better and better in the future.

Chen Feng basically guessed half right.

Before coming down to sing to him, Zhong Lei received brokerage invitation calls from several top companies in China.

But she declined them all.

She certainly prefers to work independently rather than losing her freedom and becoming a caged bird under the name of a large brokerage company.

But if you don't sign a contract with a company, the phone will never end.

Therefore, the best way is, of course, to find someone who can be trusted in the circle, has no crooked thoughts about himself, and will not restrict his freedom, sign an appointment casually, and finally form a personal studio model.

She has no interest in operation, hype and business. She just wants to create and sing.

In fact, as early as before, when Chen Feng asked her how much it would cost to set up a high-standard studio, Zhong Lei had already moved her mind.

Five million seems far away, but the sudden explosion of boring gives Zhong Lei hope.

As long as we can make a few songs of the same level as boring, five million is not far away.

Chen Feng immediately gave her a song "boring", which was better than blue, and finally ignited Zhong Lei's ambition.

Her ambition seems small, just to be free.

But freedom is very important. It's easy to say, but it's bound to be thorns all the way.

After Lin Huiyi and Zhou a's plot, Zhong Lei has actually grown a lot secretly.

She forced herself to learn to play tricks.

Her trick is not superb, but fortunately the effect is good.

But when she moved these thoughts, she did not hide dirt.

She doesn't want to plot against Chen Feng. She just wants to calm down and write songs better.

In her eyes, Chen Feng is so strong that he has to drag him back.

She refused to admit defeat and wanted to catch up with him.

The evaluation of public opinion is always an illusion.

Public opinion never knows the truth.

Now the evaluation of her on the Internet is very high. It's only half a day. Zhong Lei has his own post bar. The number of fans of the post bar has rapidly broken 50000 and continues to grow.

She doesn't even have a certified microblog number, but instead, one after another, her certified fans will pop out like spring after the rain.

These external fame and influence are more and more, but she doesn't enjoy it, but she always thinks that the really talented person is Chen Feng, who is unknown behind the scenes. She just sings the songs he wrote.

Only when she can write songs of the same level and sing the same effect can Zhong Lei feel satisfied and live up to her dream.

Early the next morning, Chen Feng quietly got up and prepared to slip away.

He was really embarrassed to break his promise, but he was really not ready, so he thought about delaying it for a little more two days. Maybe Zhong Lei changed her mind by herself.

Chen Feng believes that people will change.

Especially once she becomes famous, she is most likely to have a great impact on a person's mentality. Maybe she thinks her wings are hard enough and she doesn't need herself?

"Hey, Chen Feng, where are you going?"

I never thought that as soon as he opened the door, Zhong Lei had poked her head out of the upstairs corridor. Who knows if she was squatting.

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly, "go to the company."

"Why don't you take a leave today? We went to register our company."

"Another day?"

"It's better to hit the sun than choose a day. Today is just right."

Zhong Lei said expressionless.

Seeing that Lai could not do it, Chen Feng had to say, "I'm afraid I can't. I'm going to leave the company. I'm going to pack up and leave today."

Obviously, Chen Feng is just an excuse to go tough. I didn't think Zhong Lei was overjoyed and happy.

"That's it! You're so efficient! Go ahead and come on!"

She withdrew again.

Chen Feng said, did you understand something wrong again?

Oh, forget it.

At 9 a.m., Chen Feng just stepped into the company at work.

Go through the resignation formalities first.

It was Linde who went through the formalities for him.

One day later, Linde was slapped by him. His face was a little swollen, but it didn't look serious. It should be able to reduce the swelling in about three or four days.

Linde, of course, didn't have a good face. "Take it, this is your note. Take it and run to the finance department and the administration department."

Chen Feng thought Linde wanted to disgust himself. Unexpectedly, he took the note so simply. He was happy to see the terms above.

"Yo! Yo! The sun is coming out in the west?"

Full compensation for three months' salary plus performance bonus, up to 24000 after tax.

The company agreed to let Chen Feng continue to live in Weston's apartment at a price lower than the market price and slightly higher than the employee welfare price.

These two clauses are impressively listed, which is completely beyond Chen Feng's expectation.

He thought he could only get a month's subsidy if he survived, and Weston's apartment had to restore the market price. Maybe he had to make up for the previous price difference.

Linde glared at Chen Feng fiercely, but he remembered the instructions of his immediate boss, gritted his teeth and squeezed out an abominable smile. "After all the formalities have been completed for you, you can go quickly. You don't want to stay in the company."

Chen Feng took the approval note and asked, "by the way, who will take over Weston after I leave?"

Linde put down the document and raised his eyelids slightly. "Why do you ask this? It has nothing to do with you."

"I will be your customer in the future. I need to know who will serve me."

Linde was angry with him again, but it was his favorite, "Zhou Yunbo, how about it? Just rest assured that he will try his best to serve your customer."

Speaking later, Linde's chin rose slightly, showing unspeakable pride.

That expression seemed to say, what are you proud of? Don't I succeed after all?

Chen Feng is a little regretful and shouldn't ask.

I was in such a good mood that I was a little upset.

Next, he ran up and down the program. At about 10 a.m., Chen Feng finally cleaned up, put all his personal belongings into a paper box, and left his station with the box.

No one saw him off except Tang Shuang.

Such scenes are no different from those often played in TV and movies when the dismissed employees leave in frustration.

"Chen Feng, what are your plans next?"

Tang Shuang asked anxiously as they walked side by side through the aisle of the office hall.

Chen Feng said indifferently, "let's talk about it later. Anyway, it's not bad for money for a while."

Taking into account today's 24000 and the more than 30000 points he sold before, he now has more than 50000 bank cards.

If you have money in your pocket, you will never panic.

They were talking, but there was a noise at the front door of the company.

Chen Feng craned his neck and looked, "what's the situation?"

Tang Shuang seemed to think of something fiercely. He quickly pulled up his sleeve and took him to the side.

"I forgot to tell you that he Jiaqi, the new spokesman of the company, will participate in the commercial performance in the high tech Zone this afternoon. This is to visit the company! Let's stand aside and don't get in the way."

In front, many big leaders of the guest apartment are clustered into a pile.

Everyone's eyes gathered in the middle.

Linde's chubby head was wronged at the edge of the crowd and smiled at the air.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

He Jiaqi?

Interesting!

With only a slight glance, he saw that the crowd stood out from the crowd with outstanding temperament

Dead mother gun Mai Hui.

Mai Hui's mother is his mother, but he is still very tall. He can see his white face at a glance.