Xiucai doesn't go out and knows everything about the world because they read a lot of books. The boss doesn't go out of the house and knows everything in the line because he has a group of subordinates.

The president of Phantom Words, who has many subordinates, has been sitting in his office for nearly an afternoon, correcting documents.

After all, he is the president, not a staff, what he has to do is not to make a plan for a project, nor to make a financial statement for a project, but to make decisions on the company's major events, and to determine the company's future development and investment goals. So although there were only a few thin stacks of documents, he still didn't finish the documents completely, after all, some things are not too much to think about for ten days and half a month.

Wow!

There was a knock on the door, and President Phantom, who was immersed in his papers, raised his head.

"Come in."

Chirping! The door opened, and Director Ji walked in.

"President, Mr. Lin Feng is gone." Director Ji walked to the table and reported.

"Huh? Let's go? Why is it so early this time, and there is still time before the company gets off work? "President Phantom was stunned, I didn't even get off work, you got off work.

"The president's time is about the same as last time, and this time Mr. Lin Feng came early. This time, Mr. Lin also gave Tang Yun a detailed explanation of the song and lyrics, and then listened to it many times and corrected it many times, which was not much different from the procedure last time. Director Ji explained.

"Well, that's it. This Twelve Lang really refused to suffer, and it took a while, hehe. By the way, what is the quality of the songs that Lin Feng wrote in one night and one morning this time? President Phantom asked, smiling.

"President, this Lin Feng is really amazing, this time these two songs are at the level of my amateur, they are both at the level of three talents, and they are definitely not worse than the two songs of courage and being blown by the cold wind for you and me." Speaking of the quality of the song, Director Ji said with conscious subjectivism.

"Oh, hehe, I can hear such words from your Director Ji's mouth, I'm really a little curious, I can write two songs that make you so admired in such a short time, did you bring the songs?" President Phantom asked, smiling.

"Here, President, please see." Director Ji handed the paper in his hand to President Phantom.

"This is Lin Feng's words and the stave he drawn? The skill is very deep, according to common sense, there are only two situations where there is such a word, one is after the baptism of time, and the skill will arrive after a long time, and the other is after a long time of deliberate practice, to write and draw, from Lin Feng's age, he should be the second kind, not to be underestimated! President Phantom took the paper in Director Ji's hand and looked at it, and said.

The last time Lin Feng came, he was monitoring and watching in the conference room, and he could hear the sound, so he didn't ask for a song, this time it was the first time, a copy of Lin Feng's handwritten lyrics and songs.

After saying that, the president of Phantom looked at the contents.

"Hmm, huh." After a cursory look at the content, the president of Phantom sent two exclamatory words in a row.

After exclaiming, the president of Phantom looked back at the beginning and looked at it carefully.

Time slipped away quietly for another five minutes.

"The talent seems to be indescribable, the demon talent is almost the same, such words and songs actually came up with four songs in a week, such a level of such a demonic talent, isn't it exactly what our company needs?" The voice of President Phantom was full of excitement and surging, he had never been so eager for talent as he was at this moment. Four songs a month, how many such classic songs in a month, how many singers can continue to be popular with such songs, how many singers who are not popular can be popular, and how much benefit can it bring to the company, the president of Phantom is a little uneasy.

Director Ji didn't speak, what else can the president say if he said this, and directly tell the president that he doesn't want to come? Don't talk nonsense, I don't know if the president will give himself the task of inviting him. In this case, you have to be silent and wait for the president to calm down.

The president of a large company is the president of a large company, and after more than ten seconds of speaking, the president of Phantom reacted.

"I'm a little excited, hehe, it's a talent, I didn't look away."

There was no quibble that he didn't say what he said just now, and he didn't threaten his subordinates so that he didn't hear anything, and the president of Phantom said generously that this was a personal cultivation and a kind of indifference in a high position.

"By the way, how did you do last time you invited him?" After admitting it, the President of Phantom asked.

"At the end of the last time, I asked Mr. Lin Feng, but Mr. Lin Feng didn't mean this, and he refused." Director Ji said. This is what it means, but the language becomes a little misleading.

However, the president of Phantom didn't care, and direct rejection and indirect rejection sometimes mean the same thing.

"Well, just leave an impression on his heart, and as for the rest, I'll talk about it when the empire is finished." Phantom said.

"But what if the president still refuses?" Director Ji asked boldly.

"Hmmm,......"

Listening to Director Ji's question, President Phantom fell into deep thought, should he insist on what he once was bound to do?

Now that he deeply understands Lin Feng's ability, he is a little entangled. Coercing and enticing Lin Feng is easy to get into other camps, and adopting a soft policy towards Lin Feng may get an apology for refusal.

Half a day.

"After the competition, I will send an invitation to Mr. Lin Feng in my name, if Lin Feng still refuses, then forget it, and be sure to have a good relationship with him. In addition, make every effort to prevent Lin Feng from joining other companies, and the cost can be within the company's tolerance. Director Ji is still solely responsible for this matter. The president of Phantom gave the order.

"Yes, I see." Director Ji's face was straight.

"Well, you go get busy first, and pay attention to the secrecy of these two songs." President Phantom nodded.

"Got it, president, I'll arrange it right away." Ji is in charge of the main road.

"Well, that's okay, you can get out first."

After Director Ji went out, the president of Phantom picked up the copied lyrics and songs, and said in his heart, "If I can't absorb you, it seems good to let you set up a studio." Just let you set up a studio, how can it feel so awkward. ”

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The sun has not yet completely set, and the last rays of light still stain half of the sky red, illuminating most of the world.

Lin Feng sat in the taxi, looked out the window, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, a significant difference between large and small cities is that the bustling shops are different in price!

The speed of the taxi was not as fast as that of Xiao Chi when Lin Feng came, and it took half an hour to get from the Phantom Gate to the airport.

Put down Lin Feng, the driver and master hurried back, the time to get off work was coming soon, and the customer was about to get in the car.

Walking into the airport, he went through the procedures of the future tense in reverse, and after waiting patiently for a while, Lin Feng got on the plane back to Windy City.

The plane took off with a roar and landed again with a roar. At the Windy City Airport, a plane from Haitian landed on the hour.

Walking out of the airport gate, Lin Feng unconsciously looked back, unconsciously he had already taken four planes in this world, how many times would he have in the future? Every use of transportation represents a long or short rush, people are always in the rush in this life, stability is just a small fragment of life.

It was not dark yet, there were a lot of taxis at the entrance of the airport, Lin Feng didn't think too much, and got into a taxi based on the principle of proximity.

"But who really cares about whom, if love is no longer possible, you understand that it doesn't matter, you don't have to comfort me, why be afraid of my sadness, just put away my true feelings from now on, and no one will give ......"

On the car, one of Tang Yun's last title songs, "Blown by the Cold Wind for You and Me", was playing in the car, and the driver was slightly closing his eyes and savoring it, watching Lin Feng walk to the front of the car and hurriedly open the car door.

After getting in the car, Lin Feng reported the address, and then stopped talking, and did not ask the driver to turn off the music, but was silent.

The guests behind not to mention the driver master was also happy to listen to the drive, and only the music was playing in the car along the way.

"For you and me, I am blown by the cold wind, and when I am lonely, I shed tears, and someone asks me whether I am right or wrong, and I say yes or wrong...... I will try to let go of the past, no matter how beautiful it was, and I will try not to think of how you surrounded me with love, the affectionate taste ,......"

The speed of the car is not fast or slow, the people in the car are not in a hurry or impatient, leisurely polish the last ray of light of the sun, the sun has completely set, leaving only the light that is not reflected from where to try to save the last light.

No matter how long the road is, there is a time to finish, let alone driving.

The car stopped at the gate of Shuitian Community, and when the car stopped steadily, Lin Feng got out of the car after paying the bill.

The car turned around and disappeared, but the music was still playing in the car, and the music came through the gaps between the car parts, and the pedestrians passing by couldn't help but look sideways.

"I wish I would let go of the past and forget how beautiful it was,...... For you and me, I am blown by the cold wind, and when I am lonely, I shed tears, and some people ask me whether I am right or wrong, and say yes or wrong, but who really cares about whom......"

After entering the community, returning home, and cleaning up, Lin Feng sat in front of the computer and started it.

Looking at the document on the desktop, Lin Feng thought about it and decided to carry the manuscript promised to Chen Zhuo to 70,000 words first.

With Lin Feng's movements, a rhythmic tapping sound centered on the keyboard gradually sounded, circulating in the room.

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70,000 words, removing the original more than 50,000, almost more than 18,000 words, and without thinking, Lin Feng quickly completed the decision of 70,000 words.

After moving one-fifth of the chapters to himself, Lin Feng clicked Save. Then he opened the unfinished documents of the Immortal Realm and continued to carry them.

For the books transported this time, Lin Feng was very calm, not in a hurry at all, he was too much to carry tens of thousands of words a day, because on the earth, the original author of this book had written the first 200,000 words for several years.

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