September 20th, Saturday, sunny, 7 o'clock. The sun was shining in the sky, and the flowers were smiling at me.
"Quick, uncle, use your strength."
"Yes, hurry up, use more strength!"
"Again, faster, harder ~"
It was unknown whether Hua Er smiled at An Ren or not, but An Ren could not smile now. He gritted his teeth and insisted on doing sit-ups. Song Xiaoke shouted at the side
"Uncle, give me another one. Just one is enough. Quick, don't lie down. Use more strength, use more strength."
"Sigh, I have no problem taking more than 30 seats. You, a grown man, can't even take 25 seats.”
An Ren was sweating profusely, panting as he lay on the ground, trying his best to flip over two mothballs.
Song Xiaoke was instantly enraged. Your hair is so long, and your looks are not bad. If you don't have a beard, people say that it's possible for us sisters. You even rolled your eyes like me. It's disgusting.”
Song Xiaoke left after saying that. An Ren was too lazy to reply. He lay down for a while and got up. He insisted on going to the bathroom to take a shower and came out to look at the breakfast that Song Xiaoke bought.
Soy milk and fried dough sticks. An Ren wiped his hair with satisfaction and walked to the dining table.
"Uncle, don't eat yet. Your phone rang just now and I didn't dare to answer it.”
"Oh, you can pick up my calls in the future. Just say that you're my assistant. Just remember what's going on and tell me when I'm free. Oh, right, I'll give you a cell phone later. In the future, you can answer the call and record it.”
"Oh, I know."
An Ren picked up his phone and saw that it was Boss Meng calling. He quickly replied.
"Brother, what are you doing? Still sleeping?"
"No, I just exercised and took a shower.”
"Okay, we'll be leaving. We'll be at your neighborhood in a while. Okay, call me when you reach the neighborhood.”
An Ren hung up the phone and quickly ate his breakfast.
After breakfast, Meng boss called. After saying a few words, he hung up.
He said to Song Xiaoke, who was cleaning up,"Do you have the number of the guard? He called the security guard and told him to let a man named Meng Quan in.”
"Okay, seal the trash bag and throw it away when you leave.”
Seeing Song Xiaoke go to make a call, An Ren sealed the trash bag and went back to the bedroom to find his backpack. He brought the USB drive with him. He remembered that today was the day the three young hunks released their songs. When the time came, he would release the four songs that they had sung during the live broadcast and cause trouble.
When he went over to fulfill the contract today, he would get the 150 million.
He looked at a small black notebook and flipped it open. He remembered that he had written it when everyone donated outside the noodle shop. He put it in his backpack and handed it to Song Xiaoke to deal with later.
He looked at the time and saw that it was almost eight o'clock. He hurriedly walked out of the room and looked at Song Xiaoke, who had finished tidying up, and walked out together.
When they arrived downstairs and saw Boss Meng's black Land Rover, An Ren brought Song Xiaoke over.
Boss Meng immediately took off his sunglasses and stared at An Ren with wide eyes. He secretly gave him a thumbs up.
An Ren helped Song Xiaoke open the backseat door and greeted Deng Meiyu and Xiaoxiao. Then, he sat in the front passenger seat and looked at Meng Quan with disdain."My little assistant, Song Xiaoke, the day after I was robbed, it was this little girl who enlightened me so that I didn't die.”
"Right, Xiaoke, this is Meng Quan, Big Brother Meng. Behind him is sister-in-law Deng Meiyu, and the little cutie is called Xiaoxiao.”
After seeing Xiaoke greet them, Meng Quan started the car and headed straight for tt livestream sh company.
"I'm not thinking about anything. You're the one who's thinking too much, aren't you?”
"Oh? Then what do you mean by that look in your eyes?"
"What look? My eyes are uncomfortable with the sunglasses."
"Oh, he can still emit a wretched light when he's not feeling well. Sister-in-law, your man is not honest. He can be so wretched when his eyes are not feeling well.”
"Hey, you're still complaining? Isn't that childish?"
"So what? Xiaoxiao, your father bullied me."
" Bad Daddy, Bad Daddy, you can't bully Uncle!"
The four of them burst into laughter when they saw Xiaoxiao patting Meng Quan's head. Deng Meiyu quickly carried Xiaoxiao and put her in the safety seat to fasten her seatbelt.
" Alright," Meng Quan said helplessly." Daddy won't bully you anymore. Brother, you know about the new songs released by the three young hunks today, right?"”
"Of course not. Weibo hit me hard, how could I not remember?”
"Oh? It seemed like he was prepared. Fight head-on?"
"Of course, of course. If we don't do it, will he be able to match our age?”
The four of them immediately laughed.
"Fine, you're taking advantage of your seniority. Age? What are you going to do? Do you want me to help?"
"No need. The new song was released yesterday. When we reach the live broadcast company, I'll release the song I sang last time. I'll just cause trouble for them. Oh right, let me take a look at the current tt music chart.”
"There's no need to look at it. Your sister-in-law already watched it this morning and listened to it all morning.”
"That's good. I'm not worried about that at all. It's just that I feel uncomfortable talking about it. I can rest assured after taking a look. Otherwise, if I don't get the money later, I'll lose a lot.”
"Haha, brother, you're really something. Your talent is really amazing.”
"That's right. Without three, two, and three, how would I dare to go to Liangshan?”
The four of them immediately laughed again.
"What are you talking about?" Deng Meiyu smiled and said,"Why are you so talkative? You can answer anything."”
"Hehe, isn't this a joke? The key to teasing the poor was not what you said, but what you could say.”
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The group of people chatted and arrived at the tt live broadcast company at 8:30.
Manager Shi was already waiting in the hall. When he saw An Ren and the others enter, he hurriedly waited for the group of people to walk over.
Director Shi brought An Ren and the others, as well as a few employees from the live broadcast company, to a room on the third floor. In front of the blue ocean wall paper was a microphone stand. Behind the microphone stand were several white lights, and below them were two large speakers.
Behind him was a desk with two computers on it.
An Ren and the others entered the room with President Shi. An Ren glanced around and then an employee came over with a guitar.
An Ren took the guitar and sat on the chair beside him. He tuned it and looked at the exquisite workmanship of the guitar. There was an English logo on it.
Nodding his head in satisfaction, Manager Shi watched An Ren tune the guitar and asked with a smile,"How is it? See if you need anything else."
"Very good, that's enough.”
"Alright, come over and sign here. Our first live broadcast can start on time, and the signing fee will be transferred directly to your account.”
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