Fu Huaicheng has never been in contact with this industry, nor has he thought that Qingyu is not an ordinary music producer, but a gold medal producer.

There is no music that is unpopular with the music made by Qingyu.

He always thought that Qingyu was a family with a lot of money.

After all, Qingyu was basically at home before and never went out, and he didn't have time to ask about it when he went out yesterday.

For the first time, Fu Huaicheng saw Qingyu, which was usually completely different.

Qingyu in the working state seems to be a different person.

For the first time, he also knew that he could do this job without seeing with his eyes.

Qingyu, who is obviously young, is decisive in her work, her orders are simple and simple, and everyone revolves around her.

It's completely beyond her age's abilities and status.

Fu Huaicheng followed Qingyu for a morning and had a thorough understanding.

He also learned that Qingyu started to be a producer when he was a teenager, and now although he is still young, he is already a very mature and successful producer.

And she doesn't just make pop songs, but classical music and so on.

The name Qingyu is resounding in the industry.

In one morning, there were three waves of people who wanted to cooperate with Qingyu, but they were all ruthlessly refused.

These three waves of people have classical music, and the others are pop music, and if they can come into contact with Qingyu, they can be regarded as having a company behind.

In addition to such people with heads and faces, there are countless people who have written letters and recommended themselves.

That's even more to say.

I've gotten used to it, and no one in the three waves takes them to heart, so Qingyu doesn't care if he doesn't agree.

Fu Huaicheng only felt dazzled.

Forget all the perfume smells as much as possible.

However, he put in his work and forgot it, but everyone reminded him not to forget.

As a man, Fu Huaicheng is conspicuous enough by Qingyu's side, after all, everyone knows that Qingyu doesn't like men.

It was already conspicuous, and it could be smelled three meters away from him, and he stayed fragrant all the way after he left, and the whole room was filled with the strong smell of perfume for a few seconds, which made it even more impossible to ignore.

Everyone avoided Fu Huaicheng.

Everyone looked at Fu Huaicheng with very strange eyes, as if they were looking at a pervert.

How many people passed by her and held their breath.

They even suspected that Fu Huaicheng only had the appearance of a man, but actually had a woman's heart, so Qingyu could accept it.

This statement is easily accepted by everyone.

After all, a big man is not crazy to wear such a terrible perfume.

In an instant, the man felt uncomfortable when he saw Fu Huaicheng, and he didn't want to talk to him more.

Not to mention the women, who always bypass him.

When Fu Huaicheng heard this speculation, a mouthful of old blood almost didn't come out.

I can't explain it yet, so I can only endure it silently.

Fu Huaicheng's face went from flushed to numb, but it took a morning.

He had no choice but to ignore everyone's strange eyes and hear the strange discussions behind everyone's backs.

Compared to his discomfort, Qingyu is much more bland.

Fu Huaicheng's fragrance is everywhere, and he keeps a sense of proportion, which is much more worry-free than the previous ones who were more careful, or had various problems, or had unsmart brains.

Qingyu is rarely satisfied.

So Fu Huaicheng successfully went to work for half a day.

This surprised Gao Ren.

After eating and resting, Qingyu went back to work.

This afternoon, Fu Huaicheng once again realized the other side of Qingyu and the depth of her knowledge and skills.

To be honest, Fu Huaicheng was really surprised.

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