"Please move the sofa and coffee table into this room." Wu Zairong pointed to the sofa and then to the recording studio.

Because of the decoration problems, the whole house is a recording studio in addition to a large living room. If you can't let outsiders in and out of the recording studio, then the only place where you can have a party is in the living room.

In order to make the place appear more spacious, it is a wise choice to remove the excess furniture.

"Just leave things over there. Yes, let it go a little more, don't get too far aside, and don't get in the way. OK, just leave it there. Wu Zairong commanded the staff, according to the design drawings.

After moving the furniture, the workers who had worked hard to visit the decorations according to the employer's requirements relaxed after completing the heavy work. Even though the air conditioner was on, they were also sweating.

Think it's done? NONO, THEIR EVIL EMPLOYER, WU JAE-YOUNG, DIDN'T KNOW THAT HE TOOK OUT A PUMP FROM A CORNER, AND,

A whole bag of balloons.

Wu Zairong also felt quite embarrassed, "That's hard work, I'll pay double the salary later." "It's supposed to be his own job, but he doesn't have that American time.

In a moment, when the short noon was over, he would be back to the schedule that was drowning him.

For artists, running a schedule is a daily routine. But running such a crazy daily life, Wu Zairong really doesn't want it to become a daily routine, even if he can make a lot of money.

It was estimated that it would take several hours of work, but after the division of labor among seven or eight people, it took only thirty minutes to place the balloon on the wall according to the number 17.

"Thank you." Wu Zairong once again thanked the housekeepers for their hard work at noon, before they left.

Shake the corner of the living room to check for any blemishes in that area.

Lamplight. Turn on and off, open and close. The delicate luminaires emit a soft glow. There should be no problem, although I haven't used it much since I bought it, it's too bright, Wu Zairong is still used to turning on a few other small lights.

The tableware, Wu Zairong walked to the table, and it was already neatly arranged, but I don't know how many people will come back tonight.

Food and drinks are even more worry-free, absolutely well prepared and absolutely no cucumbers. Since Zheng Xiuyan came here to use the recording studio, this kind of food has been completely cut off from her refrigerator.

There are also napkins, towels and other bits and pieces, Wu Zairong also checked them.

As he walked, Oh Jae-young stepped on a bear toy and almost fell. Pursed his mouth, patted the non-existent dust, smoothed the hair, and Wu Zairong put it where it should be again.

The note he had written was placed in a more prominent position and pressed it down with a bright red pen.

Now, it should be, there is really nothing, Wu Zairong checked whether the gas was turned off properly and closed the door.

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Last week, before going to bed and while washing, Wu Jae-young received a call from Zheng Xiuyan instead of himself.

"In Rong Oba, next week, can you lend me the house over there in Cheongdam Cave?"

Wu Zairong brushed his teeth and said vaguely, "Okay, don't you use it all the time?" ”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a while, "I want to go over there with a few friends and get together." May I? ”

After wiping his face, "Of course it's fine." Why don't I help you find a themed restaurant outside that can hold a birthday party, and you don't have to clean it up when the party is over. In fact, Wu Zairong really doesn't really want to let strangers into his home, especially when there is a recording studio. However, there is no way to refuse Zheng Xiuyan's request.

"No need, Oba." Jung so-yeon was very reluctant to Wu Jae-young's suggestion, and kept talking about the disadvantages of this suggestion.

"Oh well. But I'll lock the studio door and keep the keys in the fridge. It feels weird to let outsiders go in and out of the studio casually. ”

"So, in Rong Oba, do you have time next week? Let's play. ”

Wu Zairong put a smile on his face, and asked with interest, "When is it next week?" ”

"Monday next week."

The smile on Wu Zairong's face became even brighter, "Monday, I don't seem to have time." ”

The voice on the other side seemed to be a little muffled, probably pouting, it was so cute, "How come?" Didn't Oba play on Monday, and he should be free that night. ”

Wu Zairong lay down on the bed, and the fatigue of the day began to turn sour. It's very, it's very comfortable.

"It's that you don't have a song. Moreover, the songs are all in the afternoon, okay, you Pabo. On Monday night, I had two CF trips, and the company had already arranged them, so I shouldn't be able to leave by then. You're done playing with your friends, and it's time to have a little fun. ”

Zheng Xiuyan's whole voice was low, as if she was quite depressed, "That's the case." ”

"Need I help with something?" I don't know if it's an illusion, Zheng Xiuyan always felt that the voice on the other side was a little trembling.

"No need, Oba, you should rest early, it's been a busy day."

"Alright then, you go to bed early, too."

Hearing the busy sound on the other side, Zheng Xiuyan hung up her phone in frustration.

"Bad Oba, I can even forget my birthday, really." When she is angry, she turns into a cute bun face every minute, which is one of her stunts.

Feeling that it was useless to complain alone, Zheng Xiuyan simply ravaged the bear placed next to the pillow.

"Badass, big badass, I've reminded you of this, and I still haven't remembered it at all." Zheng Xiuyan muttered while pulling Xiao Xiong's face, "Every day is to run the itinerary, run the itinerary, and only know how to make money." ”

"Even if I don't remember, I said that, and I don't want to take leave."

"I'm going to ignore you anymore." Zheng Xiuyan, who was weak, may have felt tired, put the bear aside, and fell into the quilt again.

"Hmph." As soon as I turned my head, I saw the round, bright eyes of the little bear. "Ignore you." Twisted his head, and twisted the bear's head as well.

On the other side, as soon as he hung up the phone, Wu Zairong was lying on the bed laughing.

It's so dangerous, I almost laughed out loud just now.

Monday, April 18, is her birthday. How could you forget such an easy-to-remember number.

But listening to Zheng Xiuyan's voice just now, it seems that she has completely believed what she just said.

Wu Zairong touched his chin, has his acting skills become so good?

PS (I'm so tired today, after writing this update, I can't open my eyes at all.) If before the network is disconnected,,Two middle schools can still finish a chapter in the code,It's updated.,If not,,Tomorrow to make up.。 ）