Zhongli was amused by Mu Wei and laughed politely, "It should be because Miss Mu is praised, it would be strange if it doesn't become popular."

It's a pig that has gained weight.

Mu Wei invited the old man to have tea.

The two chatted for an afternoon.

When the dried coffee is recorded, everyone will gather together to listen.

The singing is beautiful and the voice is low. It is combined with the slightly sad lyrics and music. If you are a broken heart, you will cry if you can't hear a few sentences.

Zhongli was at this age, and after hearing this, he turned red and said, "This child is obviously someone with experience."

Mu Wei asked the team to start post-production, and V directly asked the company's new popular female artists to come and shoot.

Because time is tight, the dried bean curd dance is not allowed.

Before the first song was released, Mu Chen asked him to help promote it, and Mu Wei's company also invested in it.

After it was released, sales on the first day were average, but as time went by, people were like discovering treasures, and sales were doubled according to the number of days.

Moreover, the song has a very good reputation, and almost everyone who has listened to it has received praise from five stars.

Dried coffee hid in the dormitory and stared at the music a while.

Mu Chen walked over and patted his shoulder and said, "Don't stare, you're not tired if you watch it ten times in an hour!"

Dried coffee refreshed the page casually, and the sales volume of record increased by 10,000.

Only then did he put down his phone with peace of mind and said, "You don't understand my mood."

But Mu Chen sat next to him and sighed, "Why don't I understand? They all came from the first song. At that time, I was also very excited. What I want to tell you is that in the future, if you think about this kind of thing, you will become ordinary. You must quickly stabilize your mind and take the opportunity to make the second song. The more diligent you are, the more popular the previous song, the better the effect of the second song will be."

At the beginning, Mu Chen produced one song a month, and even two songs a month.

During that time, he was immersed in writing songs every day, and even deducted all his sleep time.

It is to make myself famous quickly, and the songs are heard throughout the streets and alleys so that my sister can hear his songs.

After hearing Mu Chen's words, Ganbei was enlightened and patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you, I will work hard."

Mu Chen and Gan Bi have two completely different styles.

Mu Chen is a youth idol.

And dried coffee goes with a mature charm style.

As soon as he was about to read the lyrics he wrote, his phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was the message Mu Wei sent him.

A bunch of pictures, and then the files.

And text.

Mu Wei has been circled out for you. I have changed this song to a pure piano piece. I will try to play it myself. If there is any problem, I will try to change it.

Mu Wei thinks that dried coffee is the music creator.

She has a high attainment in the music and can grasp any style.

But if you want to develop perfectly, you still have to follow the original pace.

Gan Fei stared at the mobile phone page, quickly took out a pen and started to modify it.

Mu Wei was very fast, and she could finish a song in almost a week.

Moreover, each piece has different styles, different artistic conception, and even after the performance, it gives people a completely different feeling.

This is not like a single person at all, it is a collection of works by many masters.

Dried beans are people who have suffered hardships. He knows better than anyone else that opportunity is in front of him, and if he can't catch it.

He would never have such a chance for the rest of his life.

Company Annual Meeting.

Still as usual, everyone celebrated together, and Mu Wei attended the speech as chairman.

The money trees that were running around to make money for the company are also back.

In the evening, Mu Wei was happy and the little boys toasted, but she did not refuse. She would not return without getting drunk with everyone.

Pei Zheng watched while watching, but did not refuse. He just took his wife to quit after getting drunk.

Only a group of people remained lively.

After seeing Ganbei for more than a year, it was not necessarily true that Yuan Yihan, Zheng Qianyi and Zong Weishu were seen.

Zong Weishu is now considered a little star in the entertainment industry, with many fans behind him, and many people have asked him to sign his autographs at the annual meeting.

Because I wanted to protect my throat, I just drank some juice at the banquet.

After the chairman left, the group of people opened to drink.

Huang Xin has now become the company's financial director and an executive, and everyone has toasted him.

Everyone was like crazy, and they kept drinking, and their faces were flushed.

After the banquet.

Gan Fei stood up and prepared to leave. Yuan Yihan grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute, take me to the hotel first."

Gan Fei knew him. When he first joined the company, he lived with him for a while. The relationship was not bad, but it was not particularly good either.

I saw that everyone around me was drunk.

He thought about it and helped him up and walked out.

The hotel is upstairs, in the elevator, Gan Fei asked, "Which floor do you live in?"

"Seventeenth Floor, 1706." Yuan Yihan drank a lot tonight.

After returning to the hotel, Dried Coffee took out the card from his pocket, helped him open the door, and put the person on the bed.

He thought about it and poured him a glass of water and said, "Why are you drinking so much?"

Yuan Yihan half-squinted his sleepy eyes, and a dark light projected under the floor-to-ceiling window.

He sniffed and said, "I'm broken up!"

Dried Beverage...

He handed him the water and said, "I thought you were busy all day long and even broke up. It really made me wonder."

Yuan Yihan took the water cup and took a few sips. The cold one poured it into his stomach. It seemed that he suddenly woke up for a moment.

He said to Ganbei, "Your song is good, what's your name...what do you love?"

""Love Not"" Gan Bi reminded him.

Yuan Yihan nodded, "I have heard it, it sounds very good. The five of us entered the company together. The development is good, and our chairman is really good."

I sat down on the sofa and felt that the air conditioner was turning on too hot and the air was a little stuffy.

He stepped forward, opened the window, and a cold wind poured in.

The drunk Yuan Yihan cursed and said, "Fuck, close it quickly, it's cold to death."

It's cold and freezing.

Dried Biao ignored him and said, "Blow on sober up."

"I deliberately wanted to get drunk, why should I wake up?" Yuan Yihan shook forward and closed the window again.

He has lost weight and has become much stronger, and his bronzed skin makes him look more masculine.

After closing the window, he then took the cigarette case from the table on one side, and found the lighter for a long time but did not light it.

Finally, he simply walked up to the dried coffee, threw the lighter to him and said, "Let the fire for brother."

Dried coffee picked up the lighter and fired, and Yuan Yi was smoking a cigarette in a slap.

The thin smoke rose, and the dried coffee put down the lighter and said, "I'm leaving, you have a good rest for yourself."

"We rarely meet each other, don't leave me to talk to you? Meeting in a sea of ​​people is also fate." Yuan Yihan vomited a circle.

Han Fei stepped forward and opened the window again.

He stood at the window and turned around and asked him, "Why don't you talk to someone else?"

"Who am I looking for?" Yuan Yihan suddenly lowered his head and laughed, "I didn't see it. Everyone has their own worries and everyone is not afraid of getting drunk."

Dried coffee thought about the scene just now.

I don’t know why Mu Chen didn’t come tonight, but the others did drink with their glasses after Mu Wei left.

Except for those who are really happy because of the annual meeting, many of them seem to have concerns.

"Huang Xin is so drunk that he is talking nonsense." Gan Fei sighed and said, "What do you want to say, hurry up, I'm going back to bed."

He rubbed his nose, not interested in other people's affairs.

Yuan Yihan took a sip of cigarette and smiled slightly, "I just want to ask you, how is your work recently?"
To be continued...