The music gradually ended, and the entire auditorium resounded with thunderous applause, and Su Cheng bowed slightly and got off the stage.

As soon as he got backstage and put down his guitar, Sioux City's cell phone rang.

Su Cheng looked at it and said it was a call from a stranger, "Who is this?" Su Cheng shook his head and picked up the phone.

"Hey, is it Mr. Nice?"

Su Cheng was taken aback, there were not many people who knew that he was a good person, it should be Xinglang or Zero's personnel, and said, "I am, may I ask who you are?"

"Oh, I'm Ji Wenbing, the director of Xinglang. The last time we talked about meeting and talking, I would like to ask, is Mr. Nice free now?"

Su Cheng was slightly stunned, it turned out that it was Xinglang's person who came to the door, the corners of Su Cheng's mouth were slightly hooked, thinking: "Xinglang is here, it seems to be because of "Left Ear". ”

"Meet now, okay, you can wait for me at that New Buck Cafe downstairs in the World Trade Tower. ”

"World Trade Tower, New Buck, yes? ”

After finishing speaking, Su Cheng hung up the phone and rubbed his eyebrows, now they are all crowded together, it is really a troublesome thing.

Out of the backstage door, the cat bent his waist, trotted all the way to his head teacher, and said, "Head teacher, I want to ask for a leave." ”

"Oh, something?"

Su Cheng nodded, I don't know if it was because of Su Cheng's previous performance, the head teacher, who was originally difficult to speak, waved his hand very generously, which was regarded as approving Su Cheng's leave.

Sioux City drove quickly to the New Buck of the International Trade Building, and at this moment, the New Buck had not yet reached the most popular time, and Sioux City easily found a young man sitting inside.

Su Cheng's face was a little strange, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ji Wenbing's number, and after a while, the man's mobile phone rang, and at this moment, Su Cheng was a little confused, hung up the phone, and walked towards him quickly.

Standing behind Ji Wenbing, Su Cheng asked suspiciously, "Ji Wenbing?"

Ji Wenbing, who was sitting there, was a little excited when he heard someone call his name, he guessed that it was not good, but then he was secretly surprised in his heart, no, how is this a child's voice?

Ji Wenbing turned back in a little panic, only to see a thin, white child standing behind him, Ji Wenbing opened his mouth in surprise, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Su Cheng naturally knew that this was Ji Wenbing, he felt that his brain was a little messy, cleaned it up, and sat down.

The two of them tacitly thought: "This painting style is wrong, is it because I got up the wrong way today?"

Both of them just sat there, feeling a little messy.

"You ......," both of them said at the same time.

"You say it first......" and in unison, "How can you be so young!" As soon as this sentence came out, both of them were stunned, and then said: "Why do you learn from me to speak!"

The two pointed at each other, and for a while, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

But fortunately, at this time, a waiter came over and asked Su Cheng, "Sir, what do you need to order?"

However, when the word sir was spoken, the waiter's face was obviously a little strange.

Su Cheng calmed down, sure enough, it's not good to be too small, there are many things that can't be done, such as starting a job, such as traveling at home, such as popping...... Phew, what's the mess up in the end?

Su Cheng resisted the urge to explode and said, "A cup of cappuccino, a large cup, no sugar, thank you." ”

Since Sioux City said it was in English, the waiter didn't hear it for a while.

"What?"

Su Cheng had no choice but to say again: "Cappuccino, big cup, no sugar, do you hear clearly?"

The waiter looked confused, his face dazed, and he didn't know what Su Cheng meant by "cappuccino".

"Sir, can you say it again......" Ji Wenbing on the other side held back a smile and looked at Su Cheng, which made Su Cheng extremely embarrassed.

"Cappuccilo, large cup, unsweetened ......"

Now the waiter finally understood Su Cheng's words, "Oh, okay. ”

The waiter left, still muttering: "Cappucciro is Cappuccilo, what else is Kabuchiro...... It's weird......"

Su Cheng looked embarrassed, looking at Ji Wenbing there. "I didn't expect Ji Dong to be so young. Su Cheng said softly.

"I'm a little older than you. ”

"How could it be, Dong Ji sat in the position of director of Sina at a young age, so among his peers, he can be called young and promising. ”

"Where, where, it's not good, you've won the prize. ”

The two of them were so sore and chattering, and the feeling of hypocrisy spread in the air, and they could be said to be silent about the contract.

This is the case at the negotiation table, it can be said that when it is a postgraduate examination, whichever side can't hold its breath first, that is, it is inferior.

And at this moment, Ji Wenbing is waiting for Su Cheng to speak first, once Su Cheng speaks first, then it will be very convenient for him to negotiate conditions with Su Cheng.

However, Su Cheng didn't seem to realize that he was going to talk about the contract, and he looked leisurely, just greeting him.

Ji Wenbing was a little anxious, originally seeing that Su Cheng was young, he thought that when he was talking to the penguin before, someone was helping him behind his back, but what he didn't expect, Su Cheng didn't seem to care.

In terms of manners, speech and mentality, he is no less than him, a veteran of the shopping mall, Ji Wenbing knows that the other party is a pervert, a pervert.

Ji Wenbing gradually became a little anxious, he came to talk to Su Cheng about the contract today, but looking at this situation, if he didn't talk about things today, he might have to drag it on like this.

Su Cheng didn't mention the contract, and Ji Wenbing didn't mention it, as if everyone came here today just to drink a cup of coffee and bask in the sun.

Indeed, Su Cheng doesn't care about the contract at all, even if he is the director of Xinglang? Even if he is not in Xinglangfa, he will not starve to death, and he will go to Sohu or Penguin casually.

Those foundations are also very likely to follow, after all, the Weibo business is not monopolized by the Xinglang family, and even if you don't publish it on Weibo, you won't lose much.

At least I can go to Zero and wait for the novel to be released on the network, at that time, Xinglang will completely lose more than it gains, and even its status in the Internet industry has plummeted.

also thought of this, that Ji Wenbing couldn't collapse first and brought up the issue of the contract.