Chapter 943

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Chu Ye takes a cold hand and grabs Sheng Jingrui's mobile phone. After seeing what he is looking at, he can't help but help his forehead.

"Cough," Sheng Jingrui subconsciously wanted to take back his mobile phone. After Chu Ye looked at it faintly, he coughed back. "Eat more melons to keep up with the rhythm of young children now."

Chu Ye threw his cell phone back to him, didn't say anything, and didn't answer his question.

Just looked at the time, then stood up and said, "nothing else. I'll go back to the company first."

Sheng Jingrui wanted to keep him, but he also had a lot of work to deal with, so he got up and took him to the door.

"Don't go and tell South Vietnam before you go?"

"No, they record songs together. What am I going to do?" Chu ye said this, but he couldn't help humming.

Sheng Jingrui saw his chat with South Vietnam. Seeing that he was so, he couldn't help raising his hand and pinching the back of his neck: "be stingy."

Chu Ye steps and squints at him: "take away your dog's paws."

But Chu Ye didn't give in or push him away.

Sheng Jingrui is addicted to pinching and pinches another one. Then he takes back his hand as if nothing had happened: "go back to Huating at night?"

Chu Ye was about to speak when the sound of swiping his card sounded outside the door. The door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

People who can come in like this are naturally magnificent.

Chu Ye swallowed the original answer, looked at the two brothers respectively, and then said faintly, "I'm leaving. You can talk."

With that, he bypassed Sheng Jingheng and strode away.

Sheng Jingheng also held the door. Seeing that Sheng Jingrui was a little lost, he picked his eyebrow and asked, "should I come later?"

"It's all right," Sheng Jingrui watched Chu ye enter the elevator all the way, and then turned to pour coffee. "Why did you come up? Don't record songs with South Vietnam? "

"She said it would be better if I wasn't here."

Sheng Jingrui smiled at the speech: "also, watching you sing, where can you sing the momentum of throwing people."

This dance music of South Vietnam has been prepared since the end of last year, because she has been filming and went to record the program after killing the youth, so it has been delayed so far.

Originally, two songs were prepared. South Vietnam would choose this song to denounce the slag man. Sheng Jingrui was a little surprised and almost thought there was something wrong with their relationship.

Sheng Jingheng won't interfere with her choice. She just went down to discuss the arrangement. When she recorded the song, she was caught up.

Sheng Jingrui poured coffee, first gave Sheng Jingheng a cup, then took his cup to the desk and sat down. While dealing with affairs, he asked casually.

"How's the decoration of the studio in South Vietnam?"

Because time is a little tight, at present, sy studio has only installed the ordinary office floor.

On the other floor, it will take more time to build a professional recording studio, practice room and piano room.

"To be completed next month."

"After that, neither of you will come here." Sheng Jingrui looked up at him.

Sheng Jingheng drank coffee safely and looked at his mobile phone: "it's too far."

Speaking of this, Sheng Jingrui couldn't help being a little angry: "there isn't no real estate around here. Did you choose the site on purpose?"

"Yes." Sheng Jingheng nodded and admitted.

"..." Sheng Jingrui had nothing to say for a moment and had to lower his head to work.

However, he suddenly subtly thought that the location of the studio was determined by South Vietnam. For shengjingheng, his wife must be more important than his brother.

If he really wants to say so, he also feels that Sheng Jingheng is certainly not as important as his family.

Such a thought makes me feel much more comfortable.