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The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows.

Zhang Xiaojian is very open to this. Whether it is Zhuo Fei who is going to the provincial capital to train hard, Wang Wan'er who is pursuing a better career, and Chen Ning who is coming back are all chasing their life goals.

It's just Gao Qingsong.... The music scene just opened and you just ran away, which is really daunting.

The reason Gao Qingsong gave was: "Go home." Zhang Xiaojian really had no reason to stop it.

But when he asked when he would return, Gao Qingsong didn't make it clear.

Zhang Xiaojian was so keen and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Gao Qingsong's answer was: "It's okay, just go home and inherit the family business."

Zhang Xiaojian thought for a while. I really don't know what Gao Qingsong is doing at home. When I just wanted to ask, Gao Qingsong said over there, let alone, it's sick and uncomfortable. I'll sleep first.

Zhang Xiaojian, who was equally disgusting and uncomfortable, also slept.

Even if this thing goes wrong.

For the next three days, the sequelae of the first two days of drunkenness continued to occur. As long as the smell of oil is smelled, the stomach will become nauseous.

Even Jianxing Entertainment Company went up and down, and porridge became popular...

After all, once the big boss walks by and retches next to you, it will always make vulnerable and sensitive people frightened.

After the company went up and down after the first day of Chen Ning's comeback, the employees who had some work experience became more and more efficient and are on the right track.

What is even more surprising is that after Chen Ning made a sign to promote the concept of the music scene, the major media reported it and aroused positive feedback from the music circle.

In the past three days, the company's official mailbox has been filled.

Shi Jin had to find some old friends in the music circle for strict screening.

Once passed, the music scene will arrange schedules for these well-known and many unknown bands and singers.

According to this registration volume, in less than half a month, the bands and singers on the music scene in the next half year will be filled.

After the music scene continued to be popular, it also maxed out the circle of friends of Jiangcheng young people.

With a world-class stage, top-of-the-line audio, and a lively atmosphere, the young people in the second-tier city of Jiangcheng really felt the charm of the scene.

When it becomes a trend to listen to music live, it is inevitable that prices will continue to rise.

The ten yuan fare was quickly fired to one hundred, and it continued to rise to five hundred after only one day. After five hundred, it was nearly one thousand, but one ticket was still hard to find.

The scalpers were full of money, and Zhang Xiaojian and Shi Jin gritted their teeth in anger.

This went against their original intention of opening a music scene, so they had to think of many ways to curb the scalpers. The company quickly listed strict rules and regulations, and the ticket window was fully monitored and hired to review, and resolutely implemented the one-person-one-vote system.

Once an employee is found to be reselling without permission, he will be expelled immediately and pursue legal responsibility.

The effect should be there, but how big is it? Zhang Xiaojian, who has not visited the scalpers, is not clear.

But after all, the music scene has been successful so far, and there are even a few bus companies calling to set up a station at the door.

This is of course a good thing. Zhang Xiaojian pondered this incident and knocked on the desk in the office and asked: "Lao Bai, Lao Shi, you said that if I pay for the subway company, can I build a subway station at our door?"

Shi Jin: "..." After all, he still stayed beside Zhang Xiaojian for short...

Bai Yang is different. When he heard this, his eyes lit up and he knocked on the table and said, "Little Sword, this thing is reliable."

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Ye Mozhu walked out of the subway entrance.

As the beginning of school was approaching, as the skinny of the student union, she also started to get busy with some of her own affairs.

Orientation, clubs, and many trivia.

This made Ye Mozhu, who had been working in the student union for the fourth year, felt a bit annoying for the first time, because it delayed her and Zhang Xiaojian's time together.

What’s even more annoying is that because of the photo of holding hands, Ye Mozhu has frequently found that many people look at her with different eyes.

Those words are mostly ugly and harsh.

Although Ye Mozhu kept telling himself that he should not hear, it would always affect his mood.

When I was in a bad mood, I was busy until three o'clock in the afternoon. I made an appointment with Zhang Xiaojian for dinner. I was about to clean up, and I saw my instructor, Fan Xiaoou, beckoning to him.

There is no doubt that it is gossip again.

It's just that Fan Xiaoou is different from those nodding acquaintances, Ye Mozhu has known her since the first day of school, and she has been taking care of Ye Mozhu for the past four years.

Strictly speaking, they are not regarded as the relationship between teachers and classmates, but more like friends and girlfriends.

In desperation, he followed Fan Xiaoou to an unoccupied office, and Ye Mozhu sat down and said, "What's the matter, the students will be tortured on the first day of work?"

Fan Xiaoou poured Ye Mozhu a cup of scented tea that she would drink every day: "If I send you a WeChat and ask about this, you won't tell me what to do if you don't torture it?"

Ye Mozhu blew the enthusiasm of scented tea: "It's just normal love, it's nothing."

"You haven't been in love since you were young, so why did you fall in love suddenly?"

Ye Mozhu took a sip of tea and smiled: "Because I'm heart-moving."

Fan Xiaoou: "..."

Suddenly I felt like I was fed a bite of dog food.

She raised her eyebrows and asked seriously: "The rich men are not reliable, keep a little eye for yourself."

Ye Mozhu knew that she really wanted to remind herself, after all, Fan Xiaoou's last relationship was split four or five legs by his ex-boyfriend. I don't know if this elder brother has practiced splits in his previous life.

Fan Xiaoou was very vigilant, and grabbed Ye Mozhu's sign language and said earnestly: "How old is he?"

Ye Mozhu replied, "Not big."

"A watch that can afford more than 400,000 yuan, I am afraid it is not small."

Ye Mozhu thought for a while, Zhang Xiaojian is indeed not young, how could she not know what she was looking forward to seeing her eyes every day, so she nodded subconsciously.

Fan Xiaoou had expected it, and asked, "Isn't there a divorce, do you have any children?"

Ye Mozhu chuckles when he hears this sentence and said, "Say that's there, no divorce and no children."

When Fan Xiaoou heard this, he became worried.

Through rational analysis, if you are not young, you must be middle-aged, no divorce, no children, and money...

A middle-aged man with a lot of gold, with a moustache and an angry face was sketched out. This kind of person must behave like a leaf among thousands of flowers without touching his body.

Ye Mozhu is not very young. His previous emotional experience was a blank sheet of paper. It is inevitable that he has never seen a mature man be captured by the means.

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaoou, who had been hurt by a rich man before, firmly said: "I have to see your boyfriend for dinner tonight!"