Chapter 52

Several guys got up and glared at Qin Ze fiercely. They fled to the frontier. They didn't leave down the bloody lines like "wait for me", otherwise Qin Ze would catch up and beat him up.

The woman invited Qin Ze to a coffee shop on both sides of the river.

"Introduce yourself, pernaman." The woman gracefully picked up the coffee: "those are my ex husband's horses, thank you for helping me solve the problem."

"Qin Ze."

"Do you practice fighting?" The woman said with a smile.

"Practiced for a few years," Qin Ze nodded.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as practicing for a few years. I've also practiced Neijia boxing." Pei Nanman tells the story of nature.

Qin Ze was horrified. She always felt that this woman had an aggressive spirit, although the elegant and quiet temperament well covered this point. Well, the specific feeling is just like Qin Ze in his school days, who was a little bit stiff and afraid when facing his father.

There is no fear, but there must be rigour.

This is a queen type young woman.

Qin Ze made a label in his heart.

"Qin Ze, where do you live?"

"Local."

"How old is this year."

“23。”

The woman pondered for a moment: "didn't graduate from University, but did you practice?"

"Yes, I haven't found a job yet. I'm at home."

"Which school to go to?"

"The University of Finance and economics is a student of finance."

The woman took another sip of coffee, her hands crossed in front of her chest, straightened her graceful body, she wore cool and loose, let Qin Ze not estimate her chest circumference, but it should not be small. How can a young woman have no breasts.

"Are you interested in coming to our company?" As soon as a woman opens her mouth, Qin Ze knows what she is going to say. The details can be seen in the main. She subconsciously straightens her waist and hands across her chest, the standard interviewer's action, or the leader's overlooking the subordinates.

"Let me be a security guard?" Qin Ze couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'll keep you a manager's position, sharpen it for a year and a half, and then go up." Women are not discouraged.

Qin Zexin said, "I'm a high-quality undergraduate at least. I don't mind if you ask me to be a security guard. Anyway, I muddle along. I'm afraid that the old man will be angry and have no right to be my son.

"In this way, the internship period will be ignored. If you enter the job, I will directly give you the salary and salary of the manager, 30000 yuan per month, five insurances and one fund. The bonus is extra. "

"I'll think about it." Qin Ze politely refused.

Pei Nanman gently smile, asked the waiter for paper and pen, two people exchange numbers, smart left.

Qin Ze sat in the coffee shop, savoring the smile and frown of Pei Nan man. His mobile phone rang for a moment, and his sister sent a voice: "Qin Ze, are you dead or not?"

The time is: 19:20.

The evening breeze is slow, the riverside, Pei Nanman looks at the cafe from afar, with a faint smile.

"You're young, you've got your inner strength?"

Wednesday.

Star entertainment, 9 a.m.

Qin Baobao drives to the company, drinks a cup of warm water, and then carries out the daily required dance training and pronunciation training. Dance is a necessary skill for a singer. Although it is not as good as before, singing must dance. But maybe it's useful to shoot MV on other occasions, especially Qin Baobao, a beautiful, hot female singer. It's too cruel to dance. And dancing can exercise lung capacity.

Pronunciation training is also essential for new singers. It's not that you can sing on the stage if you can babble a few voices. Who can't sing? But professional singers and ordinary people are different. There are many ways to open and close accent, to pronounce words and to breathe.

At the end of the dance training, the YingYing and Yanyan of the dance room gather together to chirp. They all wear tight dancing clothes and are tall and beautiful. It is a scenery that the male workers are eager for.

Qin Baobao wrung his thermos bottle and Gulu filled it with warm boiled water. In the past, she drank herbal tea made by her younger brother, but in recent days, she and Qin Zexuan have said a lot of excessive words, such as: do not write songs, you are a street boy.

The reason is that Qin Ze is particularly attentive to Prince Jin these days, ignoring the feelings of her sister.

"Sister Qin, you sing very well."

"That's great. I'm almost a fan of you."

"Who wrote your song?"

"Well, sister Qin said it was written by her brother."

"Sister Qin, don't forget us when you are famous."

At this time, Qin Baobao is surrounded by a group of girls, chirping, I do not know how many sincere, a few fake.

Eleven in the morning.

An office.

"Baby, your program response is very good, now the Internet is very hot, everyone is talking about you. The company's public relations have decided to turn you into the "Queen of love songs". As long as you continue to sing a few love songs, the name will be solid...

Qin Baobao sits on the comfortable slide chair and listens to the women's chatter. The woman in black ol suit is named Li Yanhong, who is the agent assigned to her by the company. Don't get me wrong. It's not a gold and silver agent. She doesn't have the treatment."Sister Li, when will Gongming arrive? I have to record the program tomorrow." Qin Baobao impatiently interrupts the woman's endless chatter.

Li Yanhong, 32, has been in the business circle for seven or eight years. She has a lot of small artists, but none of them are very popular. A few days ago, the company asked her to bring a new girl, Qin Baobao. She was not willing to do so. Although Qin Baobao has just started, her fame and potential have surpassed those mediocre and vulgar fans who can't support the wall.

Li Yanhong feels that she has finally become a mother-in-law, waiting for the opportunity to attack. She can care about Qin Baobao these days. She looks after Qin Baobao like a newborn sapling. When Qin Baobao finishes dancing, she calls a masseur to beat her shoulder and back and massage her hands and feet. She says painstakingly that after practicing dancing, she should pay attention to muscle massage, otherwise it will be stiff.

As soon as Qin Baobao coughs, she is concerned and says, what's wrong with her body. Would you like to take a cold medicine... Ah, no, the cold medicine has side effects. Let me make a bowl of red vegetable soup for you.

In short, it's more intimate than a daughter.

"Mr. Gong Ming is here right now. Creators often stay up all night to create. They can't expect their biological clocks to be more normal." Li Yanhong said.

"Oh." Qin Baobao's delicate brows frown.

Xu Gongming is a songwriter trained by the company. He is well-known in the circle and has written many excellent songs. At the peak of his career, he was a poet used by the queen of heaven. Talent is always less and less crowded. It's hard to escape the end of being at a loss. Otherwise, the company will not let Xu Gongming write songs for Qin Baobao.

But now it's Wednesday, tomorrow's program will be recorded and broadcast the day after tomorrow. She doesn't even see the ghost shadow of the new song. Qin Baobao is dying of anxiety.

"Don't worry. Wait a minute. I'll make you a cup of tea." Li Yanhong said, taking out tea from the cupboard and walking to the water dispenser, her mobile phone rang and immediately folded back. Looking at the caller ID, she laughed and shook in front of Qin Baobao: "teacher Gongming, I said don't worry, this is not coming."

"Hello, Mr. Gongming."

"Well, you're here at last. I've been waiting for you for a few days."

"I just want to ask if you have any good works recently. I don't have a female artist in my hand. It's good to sing. It's a good seedling. The company has told you... Yes, it's called Qin Baobao."

"What do you say?" Li Yanhong's smile on her face suddenly became stiff, and her voice became urgent: "no, why can't I write it? You didn't agree a few days ago, and the company has also informed you... No, no, it doesn't mean to oppress you with the company."

"Ah, you help me... Hang up?" Li Yanhong put down her mobile phone and her chest heaved with anger.

"What's the matter?" Qin Baobao's heart sank.

"It's yellow to write songs." Li Yanhong said dejectedly.

"Yellow?" Qin Baobao stood up with a scratch and roared: "it was said that he would be responsible for my future songs. Oh, if he said not to write, he would not write it? The company's words are useless? "

"It's not Gong Ming's problem," Li Yanhong sighed. "Xu Lu is going to release an album next month. She still owes a few songs. She's not satisfied with the composers she's assigned. No, she's going to leave when she hears that Gong Ming has a new work."

Qin Baobao said nothing, her charming face was gloomy.

Xu Lu is a popular actress in the company. She also became a singer. Later, she turned to film and television. In recent years, she went to the bottleneck in the film and television industry, so she fought again in the singing world to promote her stagnant fame.

No, Xu Lu, as a first-line star and one of the company's signature artists, intercepts Hu Qin Baobao's new songs. No one will say anything. Even if she goes to make trouble, the company's position is bound to turn to Xu Lu. We have to eat if we don't eat.

"Baby, forget it. She's a big guy. Let's not argue with her. It's unnecessary."

Qin Baobao has a black face and doesn't speak. What can she do? Use other songs instead? And those popular pop stars PK? She wants to know that she can't win. What she relies on is not the freshness and surprise of her original songs, and her singing skills are second. Does it mean that the first show of her life is over?!

"Xu Lu wants to drive me out of office."

For a long time, he calmed the angry Qin Baobao in his heart.

Li Hongyan admonished: "this word says in private even, you don't spread to the outside."

Qin Baobao curls her mouth and goes out.

"Well, why are you going?"

"I want to be quiet."

Qin Baobao left without looking back.

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