What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

After a long walk, Qiao Sheng finally found a bathing city to spend the night.

It was called a bathing city, but it was just a three-story building, which was naturally incomparable to the Magic City, but fortunately there was a screening room for customers to rest 24 hours a day.

When Qiao Sheng arrived, it was almost a day, and there was no one in the bathing place. After he finished bathing and lay down comfortably, he saw an unread message on his phone.

It was sent by Bai Shu.

It was a selfie of her and Luo Na, with a cake between them.

Qiao Sheng looked at the time. It was a message half an hour ago. He had just parked the car and came in.

He wanted to reply to the message, but he was afraid that Bai Shu had fallen asleep.

However, while driving, Bai Shu sent a message saying that he must report safety to her after finding a place to stay.

After thinking about it, Qiao Sheng still sent her a message.

"I have found a place to sleep. If you were woken up by me while sleeping, please continue to sleep and don't reply to the message."

However, Bai Shu on the other side replied immediately: I'm waiting for your message.

Qiao Sheng showed a happy smile on his face. He wanted to chat for a while, but it was too late, so he urged Bai Shu to go to bed quickly.

After the two said good night to each other, Qiao Sheng fell asleep in the chair with the sound of the movie.

Perhaps it was because of the long journey, or it might be because of seeing Bai Shu, Qiao Sheng slept until dawn and drove back to the city in high spirits.

Bai Shu started working at more than six in the morning, when it was still dark. She asked Qiao Sheng to drive carefully and stay safe after arriving in Shanghai.

As for the farewell, she took a selfie of pouting and kissing, which was considered a kiss goodbye to Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng immediately saved the photo and set it as wallpaper. If the airport wasn't full of people, he would have pouted at his phone.

. . . . . .

The next day after returning to Snowball Entertainment, as soon as Qiao Sheng entered the company gate, Wang Xue, the front desk girl, greeted him.

"Good morning, Director Qiao."

Then Qiao Sheng saw her giggling with her hands covering her mouth.

Qiao Sheng didn't understand why, and after returning the greeting, he continued to walk inside. As a result, everyone who saw him had a weird smile on their face while greeting him.

After sitting down at his workstation, Yang Yue leaned over and asked seriously: "Qiao Sheng, this toilet company asked you to endorse it, and you actually wrote a song for it? You didn't take extra money to hide your income, did you? I tell you, this is illegal."

Qiao Sheng then remembered that last night was the time when the toilet advertisement officially started.

"My endorsement fee is as much as written in the contract. There is no shady contract. You can rest assured! With your selfless accountant Yang here, I dare not do such a thing."

Qiao Sheng explained with a smile.

With Yang Yue here, the entire company has no loopholes in terms of finance, and no employees or celebrities dare to mess around.

If it is really discovered, there is no need for the relevant departments to investigate, Yang Yue will be the first to report it to you.

In front of the law, Yang Yue will really put justice above relatives.

"That's good." Yang Yue's expression relaxed: "But to be honest, your toilet song is quite addictive. What every toilet is a friend, only you can come up with such lyrics."

Qiao Sheng bowed to Yang Yue: "Thank you for the compliment."

Yang Yue smiled and pointed at his computer, and said to Qiao Sheng: "Don't thank me, you should go to Weibo quickly, I don't know how many people are urging you to release the whole song. Oh, and them."

Qiao Sheng looked in the direction Yang Yue was looking at, and Wang Liang was walking towards Qiao Sheng with a lewd smile.

Behind him, in addition to the other four people of Menglong who followed him, Ying Peng and others also quietly joined the team from both sides.

"Qiao Sheng, hurry up, play the whole song."

As soon as he came over, Wang Liang's thick arm was placed on Qiao Sheng's shoulder, and his other hand was very skilled in operating the mouse.

He double-clicked to open a shortcut on the desktop that said "Recycle Bin", and then jumped to the song folder that Qiao Sheng had hidden very deeply.

Qiao Sheng was stunned by Wang Liang's operation, and looked at Wang Liang with a particularly sad and angry expression: "I hid it so cleverly, and you found it?"

Qiao Sheng had nested hundreds of folders like nesting dolls in the folders where he stored various songs, and hid them deep in the hard disk.

The only way to find it quickly is to use this shortcut that looks exactly like the "Recycle Bin".

The only difference between the two is that there is no shortcut feature on the real "Recycle Bin" icon.

Some have arrows.

Qiao Sheng thought he was hiding deep enough, but he didn't expect that Wang Liang had discovered it long ago.

Moreover, with so many people around, this hiding plan has obviously failed.

At this moment, Qiao Sheng felt that it was necessary to move to the independent office upstairs.

After the upstairs was cleaned up, Yang Lihuan suggested that he go to the independent office upstairs, where it was quieter and more suitable for his creation.

Qiao Sheng's creation does not require quietness at all, but memory, so after thinking about it, he refused.

After going upstairs, how can he steal Yang Yue's snacks?

Now this position is much more convenient. You can watch TV series when you are bored, and you can also eat some snacks. How comfortable.

If you are not often surrounded by people, you will feel better at work.

The melody of the song "Toilet" has sounded in the speakers, and Qiao Sheng can only lean back in his chair helplessly and listen to the whole song again.

"How about it, what do you think after listening?" Wang Liang turned around and asked everyone.

"It's quite interesting?" Du Ziteng answered tentatively.

Liao Feng nodded: "I agree with what Ah Du said, it is indeed more interesting."

Wang Liang looked at the others again, smiled and shook his head and said: "You are all too superficial, you only understand the superficial meaning of this song. Do you think our Director Qiao's song is so simple?"

"He actually compares the toilet to a good friend who is always by your side, accompanying you and helping you solve your problems!"

"Look at what is written in the lyrics, "It will flush away all your worries", "How much pain you have, how much loss you have, he will help you take it all away". ... These are all proofs."

Wang Liang stood there and talked a lot. After listening, the others thought it made sense. After thinking for a while, they nodded slightly and praised Wang Liang for being the lead singer of the Raptors.

Wang Liang was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and smiled and waved his hands, saying, "Oh, it's not worth mentioning, it's just my humble opinion."

"Qiao Sheng, why don't you come and tell everyone about it?" Wang Liang glanced at Qiao Sheng, as if to say, "I've said everything you want to say, what can you do?"

Qiao Sheng glanced at him and smiled, "Well said, but next time, if the author doesn't say there is another meaning, please don't learn Chinese reading and insist on interpreting something."