Mu Qingya rarely comes to the twentieth floor, and she still has a general manager's office on the top floor.

Jiang Yan knocked on the door, got a reply and pushed the door in.

A burgundy suit, with a white shirt underneath and a leather skirt wrapping her beautiful figure, squeezing out a soft and plump curve while sitting on a chair.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is Mu Qingya's pair of choppy peaks.

The top two buttons of the shirt were uncovered, and Jiang Yan noticed that Mu Qingya was wearing black silk.

"Don't you want me to drink a cup of milk tea?"

Seeing Jiang Yan walk in, Mu Qingya took off her high heels and sat on the boss's chair.

Don't move, it's just right!

Jiang Yan stood opposite Mu Qingya and commanded inwardly.

"What milk tea does Mr. Mu like to drink, I'll just order it for you." Jiang Yan hung his toes, and his height of one meter eight was eager to grow to two meters.

"Stockings milk tea."

Mu Qingya said with a smile.

Is it OK to use your stockings?

For a while, there were countless words in Jiang Yan's mind, but he was not familiar with Mu Qingya, otherwise he would have specified two whole sentences.

"I'll give Mr. Mu some stockings milk tea later."

White silk or black silk?

Gradient stockings are also good!

"Then use my stockings." Mu Qingya stood up, and her beautiful legs wrapped in black silk were vividly displayed in front of Jiang Yan.

Isn't that what I just wanted to say?

"Mr. Mu, don't joke with me."

Jiang Yan turned his head and looked like a gentleman.

Why doesn't this broken office even have a mirror?

Jiang Yan complained in his heart.

What a shy boy, no, what a shy and energetic boy.

Mu Qingya teased the big golden waves and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

""The Day Doesn't Understand the Darkness of the Night" is on fire, plus the songs you wrote and composed before. Now that you have a good reputation, many people on the Internet are curious about you, and I hope you can appear in the public eye. ”

Mu Qingya said.

Jiang Yan is good at everything, the only fly in the ointment is that his throat is bad.

With the popularity of several songs, Jiang Yan, who wrote the lyrics and composed the music, attracted much attention.

However, it is pitiful that there is little information about Jiang Yan found on the Internet, Dongsheng signed an artist, Jiang Luoli's younger brother, and there is nothing else.

"There are many ways to be famous, and you don't have to be a singer. It's not bad to be a lyricist, just take the gold medal lyricist Human Rights Yongsi, his fame is no less than that of the king and queen of heaven or even higher! ”

Mu Qingya gave advice.

"I'll think about it again." Jiang Yan said.

I don't rely on my appearance to eat, why do I have to show my face.

"Okay, I don't force it. Aren't you tired standing all the time? ”

Mu Qingya held her chin and looked down at Jiang Yan and asked.

From the moment he walked in the door, Jiang Yan stood straight, and he hung his toes as if he were pine.

"Don't get tired, so you can exercise."

Jiang Yan said seriously.

"Then you need to work harder." Mu Qingya meant something.

Jiang Yan was reluctant to leave Mu Qingya's office.

Don't ask, if you ask, the exercise equipment is gone.

The keyboard sound is crisp and pleasant, "Covering the Sky" will be on the shelves on Friday, and Jiang Yan is rushing to the draft.

"Covering the Sky" is updated daily with 20,000 words, and as for the shelves, Jiang Yan is ready to explode 40,000 words, that is, 20 chapters.

Jiang Yan can see that no matter how many chapters this group of readers have, their comments will always be short and weak.

Who is short and weak?

I don't accept it and take it out to compare, buddy is a cannon, the kind with a long range!

Knock Knock Knock –

"Please come in."

Jiang Yan tapped the keyboard at a fast speed, staring intently at the computer screen.

"That's... So what movie do we go to watch on the weekend? ”

Xi Youle placed the pink thermos cup on the table.

"Horror movie, I bought the ticket, ten o'clock at night on the weekend." Jiang Yan raised his head and said.

Recently, there is a horror movie called "Thriller Wave" that is very popular, and it is said to make people cry.

Jiang Luoli said this before, but Jiang Yan made an appointment with her at eight o'clock, and Xi Youle at ten o'clock.

"Horror movie, I..."

Xi Youle's expression hesitated.

"You don't like to watch horror movies, but you can watch romance movies." Jiang Yan said.

"It's just horror, I... I like to watch it. ”

Xi Youle nodded and ran out.

In the bathroom, looking at himself blushing in the mirror, Xi Youle touched his hot cheeks.

"Lingyu, Jiang Yan asked me to watch a horror movie on the weekend."

Xi Youle called his best friend Feng Lingyu.

"It's a good thing, didn't you tell me that I like that boy named Jiang Yan very much."

A soft voice came from the other end of the phone.

"But I'm not ready." Xi Youle said nervously.

"What's there to prepare for, just dress nicely on the weekend and talk a little tea."

"Tea?"

Xi Youle didn't understand what Feng Lingyu meant.

"Doesn't Jiang Yan have a very fierce sister? You can say that when you're with him. ”

Feng Lingyu cleared his throat.

"Brother, brother, your sister is so fierce, not as gentle as me. Of course, Sister Jiang Luoli should be a relative, and you have to understand her. ”

Hearing his best friend's voice, Xi Youle's head was a little big.

Watching a movie with Jiang Yan on the weekend, do you really want to talk like this?

"I'll try." Xi Youle hung up the phone.

"Brother, brother."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Xi Youle pinched his throat and imitated it, and then he was disgusted by himself.

Just at this time, Jiang Luoli walked in, and when she heard Xi Youle's slightly coquettish tone, Jiang Luoli stopped.

"Are you talking to yourself?"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Xi Youle returned to his cold expression, and Jiang Luoli took the initiative to speak.

"Someone wrote me a song and I was practicing."

Xi Youle said indifferently.

"Oh~"

Jiang Luoli deliberately lengthened the tail note.

"Xi Youle, can you teach me to practice my vocal range and singing skills?" Jiang Luoli humbly requested.

sang "The Day Doesn't Understand the Darkness of the Night" in the recording studio, Jiang Luoli deeply understands the gap between ordinary people and professional singers.

The first is that his vocal range is too narrow, so he can't sing many songs, and there is also his singing skills.

"I'll invite you to dinner!"

Jiang Luoli said.

Xi Youle hesitated for a moment.

"Yes, but I'm still studying, and I probably won't have much to teach you."

"It's okay, it's a little bit to be able to learn."

Jiang Luoli grabbed Xi Youle's arm.

"What do you want to eat at noon, I'll treat Jiang Yan to pay!"

At five thirty o'clock, Jiang Yan turned off the computer, and a full and busy day passed.

He has saved 20,000 words of manuscripts, and when "Covering the Sky" is on the shelves, he will directly explode twenty chapters!

"Brother Jiang Yan."

Xu Wenxue appeared in front of Jiang Yan on time.

Since buying a car, no matter the wind or rain, Xu Wenxue will pick up Jiang Yan to and from work.

"Today I will send Jiang Yan home."

A lazy voice appeared, and Xu Wenxue frowned.

Who speaks so loudly in front of me?

When he saw Mu Qingya, Xu Wenxue instantly smiled.

It turned out to be Mr. Mu, so it was okay.

"Let's go."

Mu Qingya waved her hand at Jiang Yan.

Which one is this?

Compared with Xu Wenxue, Mu Qingya's car is much more luxurious, a pink Maserati.

Jiang Luoli didn't follow, and Jiang Yan didn't know where she had gone.

When the car drove into the community and looked at the group of uncles and aunts sitting downstairs in the shade, Jiang Yan had a bad premonition.

, community intelligence network!