Chapter 151

"Sit down." When the voice followed into the office, Meng Kelan pointed to the black leather sofa in front of the desk, simply dropped a word, and then sat on one side with Qi Jinhan.

Qi Jinhan sits behind her desk with her, and her voice doesn't need to worry when she signals with her eyes.

"Three coffees." Meng Kelan pressed the inside line and said, without asking the voice's opinion, she decided directly. It can be seen from the side that she is a very strong leader and does not like to be questioned.

Qi Jinhan added: "there is a cup without sugar and milk."

Meng Kelan stopped and took a look at his voice: "do as vice president Qi said."

Qi Jinhan was not only one of the shareholders of Tianyin, but also the vice president of Tianyin. Judging from Meng Kelan's attitude, he must have a heavy position.

When the voice is not nonsense, sitting in front of the two, straight back, black hair hanging in the waist, lips with a decent smile, filled with a gentle and stubborn breath.

Although Meng Kelan has a strong aura, there is a saying that if you have no desire, you will be just. He has no intention at that time. He also agrees to join Tianyin out of a cooperative attitude and will not bow to his knees just because Meng Kelan is the boss.

Meng Kelan's eyes passed a little appreciation. Few people could keep calm in front of her for the first time. It seems that this Mozilla is not just a good singer.

"Mr. Meng, this is what I told you about Miss mojilamo. I appreciate her music very much, so I invited her to work with Tianyin." Qi Jinhan takes the lead in opening his mouth, with a faint smile on his face, and his eyes are gentle and sincere when he looks at his voice with undisguised appreciation.

"Well, I approve of your vision," Meng Kelan glanced, nodded slightly, and said faintly, "so I support your decision. She can sign with Tianyin."

Inexplicable voice feel Meng Kelan revealed a trace of subtle hostility, as if looking at their own in the end where there is a particularly prominent place worthy of Qi Jinhan's attention.

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She looks at Qi Jinhan next to her voice and recalls Meng Kelan's words just now. She believes that Qi Jinhan's vision supports his decision, and does not mention any recognition of her singing skills. Therefore, from the beginning to the end, what she can sign up for is Qi Jinhan's face.

"Mozilla? Is it the little singer who used to play PK with Lin Meijia Meng Kelan frowned and heard about the PK storm before. He intuitively thought that mejila was getting hot and famous, and he was even more unhappy.

"Yes." There was nothing to deny in her voice. She nodded her head to admit it. The enmity between her and Lin Meijia couldn't be resolved. She would have been in the music circle in the future. She would have been in trouble with Lin Meijia again. Now let the future boss have some psychological preparation.

Qi Jinhan understood Meng Kelan's temper. Seeing her expression, she knew that she might have misunderstood her voice, so she made a voice to help her out: "Mr. Meng, I believe Jila is not a person who speculates in news. I also saw the PK between her and Lin Meijia. Lin's singing skills do have problems. Anyone can see the obvious fake singing."

When the voice looks at Meng Kelan with a heavy face, he turns his eyes in his heart. Qi Jinhan, don't you speak for me any more, OK? Don't you see the woman beside you jealous?

The Secretary's knock at the door broke the delicate atmosphere in the room.

Qi Jinhan first put the cup of green coffee without sugar milk in front of Shi's voice, and then brought a cup to Meng Kelan. Finally, he was himself.

Mengkelan took a drink from his cup and frowned: "no sugar."

She looked at Qi Jinhan: "Vice President Qi, can you help me get the sugar below?"

Qi Jinhan stood up and went out with her cup. When he left, he gave her a comforting look.

Seeing his figure disappear at the door, Meng Kelan's eyes shot at Shi's voice, which made her back more straight. Knowing that she had deliberately sent Qi Jinhan out, she must have something to ask herself.

"What do you always have to do with Vice President?" In Meng Kelan's status, there is no need to beat around the Bush any more. Instead, her straightforward mouth seems to be open and aboveboard.

After all, as the boss of the future, it is necessary to know her identity and background.

"Just ordinary friends." When the voice light answer, not show fear.

Meng Kelan leaned back on the back of his chair and tapped with his fingers on the table: "as far as I know, Qi Jinhan has no friends in the circle."

When the voice is too lazy to explain to her more, the tone is also cold: "perhaps Mr. Meng does not know Mr. Qi very well."

Meng Keran narrowed his eyes and looked straight at the voice. There was a warning in his powerful voice: "Tianyin doesn't accept useless waste. Since you come here, you should be honest and do your music well. Don't rely on vice president Qi's appreciation to dream about something impossible, so that you forget your identity."

Meng Kelan's words are direct and pungent, with a strong pressure.

"Mr. Meng, I joined Tianyin for my music. I will never mix personal emotions and feelings in my work. You don't have to worry about it."The implication is that in her heart, except for music, everything else is not important, and there is no fantasy about Qi Jinhan.

"I hope you do what you say." When he heard the voice response, he nodded.

When Qi Jinhan comes back in with a coffee cup, he feels that the atmosphere seems to be a little relaxed. When he glances at her voice, he is relieved to see that she is normal.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Meng and I talked about the concept of music." When the voice mildly eased, Meng Kelan's face this just eased some.

"Your talent is obvious to all. Meng will never bury you."

"One more thing," Meng Kelan said again, looking straight at his voice, glancing up and down, frowning slightly, and directly saying, "what's your real name?"

Qi Jinhan opened his mouth for her: "I just introduced her. Her name is mojila."

"I asked her real name, not her stage name."

She leaned forward slightly, her eyes fixed on the voice: "are you surnamed Shi?"

Although with a question word, Meng Kelan's tone is very firm.

When the voice is not sure which word she said, hesitantly opened: "I'm Shi Xiaoyu, but there are many people using stage names in the music circle. Are the artists of Tianyin using their real names?"