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Zheng Mingli cried enough and vented enough. She completely defeated the gap like a natural barrier and admitted that her skills were not as good as others. Even if the host said that her dancing skills could still be ranked in the top three, she was not happy at all.

Her prey is He Xingshen, Daewoo Entertainment Company. She wants to become a new recruit for Daewoo Entertainment’s new period. The small temporary stage is equivalent to the college entrance examination room, but the best answers are always played in the examination room. The most annoying thing is that the answer is still the answer.

Too bullying, too bullying!

Zheng Mingli's eyes were sparse in tears, and she looked at He Xingshen with her lips. The man with a demonic spirit took out a pair of ears from somewhere and was immersed in the music world.

"Mr. He..." She greeted quietly.

He Xingde showed a perverted smile, not at her, but a erect smile. If the USB charging port was a little bigger, it would be impossible to guarantee that such an eye-catching thing would happen.

Zheng Mingli raised her voice: "Mr. He!"

"Oh, ah?" Scout He Xing raised his head blankly. "Who is calling me?"

"I...I want to ask you to give me another meeting." Zheng Mingli mustered up the courage and said.

What she expected was that Scout He Xing nodded in agreement.

He Xingzhe took off his ears reluctantly and said to her with a smile: "How come Dayu Entertainment gave up its potential newcomer because of an accident? Since you have found me, out of your responsible professional ethics, I must give you another meeting!"

"You are such a great person!" Zheng Mingli bowed deeply, and halfway through her bow, she heard the Scout He Xing say again.

"The dancer's intern is missing a few long legs..."

Zheng Mingli wanted to cry again.

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There were not many taxis on the road, so He Xingshen could only use software to hand over a express train.

The Chery QQ came.

Brother Si rolled down the car window and rolled out the feeling of the automatic car window at a uniform speed. He laughed generously: "When you get in the car, you have the final say where you want to go. If you are less than 80... I will lose if you 60 yards, I will ensure efficiency!"

“Industrial Building, No. 11 Xinggong Street.”

The young girl at the front desk of the company met Detective He Xing and giggled: "Brother He, are you going out to find new people today? It is normal to have no good seedlings. Relax, maybe you will meet them one day-"

"It's really not a good seedling." Scout He Xing nodded deeply, and the next second, he shouted in surprise regardless of his image: "It's a towering tree that is taller than the sky!"

Manager Yang saw the movement and walked over and was a little excited: "Look at it for you to be beautiful. The boss urged the interns to recruit the task yesterday. If he fails to complete the performance this month, he will be deducted by half. The teachers of dance, body and vocal music have already prepared in advance, and there is only one suitable candidate. What can you gain?"

Scout He Xing was not fooled: "I'll ask the boss to report on the work first and chat later."

"This is so arrogant." Manager Yang laughed and cursed, lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. He turned to ask the girl at the front desk: "Did Manager He speak with you? Is he a student? Nanyin or Nanying graduated? Or a freelance artist?"

"He said it was a towering tree."

"Haha, just brag. Where did the towering trees come from these days? They are all small saplings that cannot be raised even if they are fertilized." Manager Yang left with disappointment.

He Xingde knocked on the door of the chairman's office.

Two, three, five... no one answered. He expected this situation and twisted the handle and the door was locked. He asked Da Geng for a spare key and opened the door and entered.

The boss's table in the mahogany texture is empty, with a gold-toned "Chairman Gou" sign on his face.

There was a thin layer of dust on the sofa chair, and it looked like no one had sat there for a long time.

Chairman Gou's whereabouts have always been mysterious, and few, no, it is because almost no employees have seen the boss himself. This is strange, but the company is running as usual and the salary is paid, so no one cares much about how thorough the shopkeeper is. And who doesn't like this kind of boss who lives in his dreams?

Scout He Xingxing has never met Chairman Gou himself. The only way he contacted Chairman Gou was You Qiange, red envelope letters and emails. He could make a call once occasionally, but the chance of making a call was about the same as winning a lottery.

It was precisely because he could make a call that he was sure that his boss was still alive.

Scout He Xing was about to leave, his nose suddenly moved, and a vague fragrance floated over. He walked along the fragrance and found a cup of hot lemon tea on the coffee table.

The smell smelled very good. He was extremely thirsty and took a big sip while there was no one.

The boss’s lemon tea tastes delicious!

But why is there a smell of shit?

Hallucination, absolute hallucination...

Only Chairman Gou and Da Geng’s office have the key. It is impossible for anyone to come in normally. He Xingshen put the lemon tea back in place, suppressed his doubts, opened the chairman’s computer, and imported the sample songs from him into the computer.

He left a note on the table.

"Mr. Gou, listen to the songs on the computer. This is the cover work of a newcomer who I have only recently discovered. The singing skills are very impressive, unprecedented, and the voice is highly recognizable. As long as you are willing to praise it, you will definitely become famous!"

Didi.

Scout He Xing suddenly received a text message.

Mr. Gou: (I have important documents in my office. Remember to lock the door when I leave. Also, in the future, you must say hello in advance when entering my office. Don’t be allowed to call me or ask for the key!)

"Hey?" Detective He Xing looked around and didn't see Mr. Gou.

He thought, could it be a pinhole camera? This boss is really strange!

Crack, the office door was locked.

The room was dark and quiet due to the curtains being pulled.

After a few seconds, the bookshelf behind the boss's desk slowly moved and opened, revealing a hidden compartment, and the sound of footsteps suddenly rang out. Looking at the bookshelf from the main entrance, there was no trace of anyone!

There is a sound, but no one is seen! If someone sees this scene in the middle of the night, he will definitely be scared and his feet will be numb.

The boss's chair swayed slightly, making a creaking sound.

In the darkness, the terrifying figure appeared in the direction of the boss's chair, and a pair of eyes with strange white light fluttered. The desk lamp was suddenly turned on, and bright lights filled every corner, completely filling it.

The terrifying figure finally revealed his true identity.

It's a...

Purebred husky with white and gray.

The reason why the unit of quantity is used is because it is dressed very carefully.

A festive red tie tied around the neck, hanging down his chest, and contrasting with white fur, looks like he is not angry, at least he is the leader of the dog, referred to as the dog leader for short.

"Woo..." Husky's front paws were placed on the table, his short eyebrows were frowning, and his clear white and black dog eyes stared at the notes on the table.

It lowered its head to suck the lemon tea, stretched out its second claw toe on its left front paw, skillfully pressed the computer key, placed its right paw on the mouse, stared at the computer screen seriously, slide the mouse, and double-clicked to play the audio file sent by He Xingshen.

At first, the Husky was still calm, and the singing sounded, and its sound fully showed a rich inner fluctuation: "Ao, ao. ao? ao! ao ao! ao ao! ao ao! ao ao! ao! ao! ao! ao! ao! ao!!"

The last sound seemed a little louder, and the Husky hurriedly covered his mouth with his two front paws. It glanced at the door sneakily without any movement.

With his head down, it took out a touch screen from the inside of the tie, and its claws were scratching and pulling.

"Sign her at all costs! This is the music I've been looking for!" The signature at the end of the text message-
Chapter completed!