"Maria    Miller? How did you know her?" Jason was surprised at first, then realized it later, "Oh! I remembered that she had a tattoo for you."

Liu Lan said, "Yes, we had a very pleasant communication. She gave me an invitation letter for my birthday party, and she said she also sent you an invitation letter."

Jason did receive the invitation letter, and he had received it a long time ago. If Liu Lan hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't remember this at all.

As a well-known person, his email and real email are filled with various letters every day, including invitations to perform, business negotiations... It is piled up in mountains, and he cannot handle it himself, so he has a special assistant to help him read these invitations, and the assistant will screen out the more important ones, such as the last charity event, and this birthday party of the Miller family’s daughter.

In fact, people invite Jason to banquets similar to celebrities every now and then. When he was young, he was quite enthusiastic about attending banquets. As he grew older, he felt that such activities were boring. People who were worse than him flattered him; people who were better than him were waiting for him to come up and praise them. Will a arrogant person like him do things like kneeling and licking? Not to be sociable! He is not sociable, he just realized that life is short and time is limited, and he hopes to focus on what he likes more than these useless social interactions.

However, he thought that he would definitely attend a banquet that was valuable. Maria's birthday party was useless social interaction for him. The Miller family is rich and has a high status in the American political and business circles. If he went to Maria's birthday party, the media headlines the next day would not say that he wanted to hold someone's thigh, or that he had a thigh with Maria.

Therefore, Maria insisted on sending him invitation letters every year, but he insisted on going so much that he didn't know Maria at all - knowing this person is different from knowing him.

When Jason learned that Liu Lan was going to attend Maria's birthday party, his stubborn thoughts were a little shaken.

He was thinking, should he join in the fun too?

After Liu Lan and Li Xiaoru left, Jason did not go out for dinner, so he stayed in the recording studio and worked overtime with everyone. Their catering was all about takeaway. Scott left halfway. He was the boss and had other things to be busy with. Before leaving, he told Cohen to send him the master belt in time.

All the staff worked until nine o'clock in the evening and finally finished the mastering of the new single. Of course, this is just a rough version and needs to be refined later. After being idle for too long and busy, everyone is particularly motivated. After all, there is a big bonus inspiration ahead. Besides, everyone is a professional musician and knows the goods. They believe that this new song is definitely another super work by Jason.

The progress bar on the computer reached the last step, and the mixing was rendered. Cohen, who was sitting in front of the computer, stared at the screen and dazzled. Jason walked over and patted his shoulder, "Have the files been prepared?"

Cohen came to his senses, "Oh, just generated."

"Then send it to Scott quickly, why are you stunned!"

"OK."

Cohen pressed the mouse, Jason stood beside him and watched. At this time, there were only two of them in the recording studio. The other employees were having dinner and takeout outside. It was a rare opportunity to be alone. Cohen asked Jason about the question that he had been depressed all afternoon.

"Can I get the single release bonus you mentioned before?"

This sudden topic surprised Jason, "Well, you are not my employee..."

In theory, Cohen and Jason are in a rank relationship, both belong to Scott's record company and are responsible for different jobs. Cohen is a music producer, Jason is a singer, and their co-leader is Scott.

Jason's private recording studio is a company he personally opened. He gives bonuses to his employees, and it is impossible to give one to his "colleagues". Cohen's bonus is responsible for Scott, so Jason was very surprised, "How did you discuss the share between you and Scott? Did he deduct your salary?"

Cohen laughed in disguise, "Hahaha, I'm kidding!"

"You've been really weird lately," Jason looked at his dark circles and his thin cheeks. "You're so terrible. Are you sick? Or are you in trouble?"

"You're thinking too much, I just slept late," Cohen didn't want to talk much, turned back to the computer and continued to work, and he sent the documents to Scott's email.

"Oh by the way, send me another copy," Jason said.

"This is just a crude version, and there are still many problems. Don't worry about causing trouble for me," Cohen knew Jason's pursuit of excellence was very worried and afraid, and he didn't want to work overtime again.

Jason smiled, "No, I just want to send it to Liu Lan. I hope she and her friends can hear the results of our cooperation together as soon as possible."

"Then you really value that Chinese woman," Cohen's tone was filled with a hint of self-deprecating. He entered a string of letters. After working together for the past ten years, he remembered Jason's email address thoroughly.

The phone rang the message to receive the message, "Done!"

Jason snapped his fingers, "Thank you for your hard work today, go home early, although you can't give you a bonus directly, it's okay to invite you to dinner another day." Jason's tone was like a reward to his subordinates, a sensation of depression ignited in Cohen's heart. He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Well, I'll leave after I finish it."

"I'll go first," Jason patted his shoulder again, turned and left the studio, and Cohen heard others outside say, "See you tomorrow, J!"

"By bye, boss!"

Cohen's eyes turned to the project files on the screen again, and his eyes gradually became sinister.

After about half an hour, Cohen walked out of the recording studio. At this time, Amanda was the only one left in the studio. She leaned against her office chair with her headphones, humming happily, and playing with the piece of paper left to her by Liu Lan in her hand, treating it as a treasure.

Cohen asked her, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I have to be responsible for turning off the lights and locking the doors and entering and exiting. This is my job responsibility as the front desk," due to the previous small friction, A's tone was not respectful, and there was a hint of irony, who made Cohen despise her work.

But Cohen stared at the A4 paper in her hand. The Chinese characters on it were so eye-catching, "What is this?"

“My tattoo.”

Cohen immediately thought of Jason's new tattoo pictures that were causing a lot of controversy on the Internet. Unfortunately, Jason wears clothes on weekdays, and he has no chance to see the real thing. He knows that the tattoo was designed by Liu Lan, and the whole network knows it!

"Shuh, that Chinese woman does have a chance."

A said, contempt, and aversion when talking about Liu Lan. She concluded that Cohen was a race, discrimination, because as far as she knew, Liu Lan had no chance to mess with Cohen, and there was no interest in them.

It's so unlucky. She has known Cohen for five years. Why didn't she find out that he is such a person before?

The two of them couldn't continue their conversation. Tian was chatting to death. A didn't say anything and urged him to leave quickly with his eyes. Cohen didn't talk nonsense to her anymore and quickly left here.
Chapter completed!