20 years of restarting life

Chapter 3550 Wishes and Mice Love Rice

So let's start by lowering our own standards and reducing the mystique we have in the minds of our employees.

He hopes that the employees of OneNan Systems Holdings will respect their leaders without blindly following or fearing them, be optimistic and cheerful, and treat their work as an interest and hobby, rather than a means to make a living and support their families.

Only in this way can we minimize the inefficiencies, corruption, rent-seeking, and power-money transactions that can easily arise as an enterprise grows larger.

Afterwards, Jingxiu, Shumei, and Li Qing's wife, Heimei Bless, all went up to perform and add to the fun.

Jingxiu sang the song "Mice Love Rice" that she sang at the Spring Festival Gala. Actually, she wanted to sing something else, one that didn't involve love or romance, but all the employees wanted to hear it, so she had no choice but to sing it. However, while singing, she tried her best not to look in the direction where Zhao Chang'an was sitting.

Although in her heart, she was always looking in that direction.

After Jingxiu premiered the new song at the gala, it has become a hit across the country in the past few days. The song is easy to sing, simple and beautiful, and its theme is love. In particular, the fourth day of the Lunar New Year this year is February 14th in the Gregorian calendar, which makes it very popular among young men and women.

During Jingxiu's singing, many employees, especially the female employees, sang along quietly.

Some of them had already locked eyes with the male employees they liked, who also liked them, their hearts filled with sweetness.

After the song was finished, there was a round of applause.

Then someone suddenly shouted, "President Tang, give us one!" This immediately triggered a thunderous roar of shouts, with everyone yelling, "President Tang, give us one! President Tang, give us one!"

Tang Shuang stood up without hesitation and said to Zhao Chang'an, who had changed back into his down jacket and was eating at another table not far away, "You accompany me."

"Sure, what do you want to sing?"

Zhao Chang'an stood up with a smile. Since there was a performance event planned from the beginning, instruments such as guitars and pianos were prepared.

"Oh~"

Another cheer erupted in the cafeteria. This was the first time Tang Shuang had so subtly revealed their romantic relationship in public.

Tang Shuang's family background, talent, appearance, temperament, and abilities make her stand out among women of her age. Her fairness in doing things, as well as the fact that Zhao Chang'an was almost detached from the actual management of the company this year, all stem from Tang Shuang's overall perspective, leading the company to new heights.

She was deeply trusted and loved by her employees, who all hoped to maintain this harmonious situation. The best solution, they thought, would be for Tang Shuang to become General Manager Zhao's wife.

Only in this way can they have a stable nanometer, and a home that gives them peace of mind.

"It's my wish."

Tang Shuang walked to the platform that had been specially set up in front of the cafeteria, which was less than a meter high, and took the wireless microphone from Song Jing.

Zhao Chang'an also took the guitar from the staff member, and gently strummed it a few times. The tuning was pretty good.

Song Jing gestured to someone to bring over a chair and place it on the side of the table.

Zhao Chang'an smiled approvingly at Song Jing, who winked at him, implying that he had done a good job as a servant and that he should comfort his servant when he had time, as he had been free-range for a month or two.

Zhao Chang'an nodded gently, sat down, crossed his legs, placed the guitar on his lap for support, and looked at Tang Shuang.

Tang Shuang gave him a knowing look.

The guitar began to play softly.

"The lake reflects your eyes, your dreams are as numerous as the stars in the sky."

The voices were clear and bright, just as chilling as the first time many people heard Wang Ze and his quartet sing together.

Everyone was shocked. Except for Zhao Chang'an, who knew that Tang Shuang's singing was not only beautiful but also standard, after all, she had received professional training from master singers since childhood, everyone else was full of surprise.

This voice is not only in no way inferior to those professional pop singers, but it is no exaggeration to say that it surpasses more than 90% of the current pop singers in China.

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After the dinner, Tang Shuang drove Zhao Chang'an to her home to wish her a Happy New Year.

There are expedient measures to be taken. At this time, Zhao Chang'an, Tang Shuang, and Tang Wenxuan were all extremely busy and had their own reasons for not being able to leave. So, they simply paid New Year's visits tonight to go through the motions.

Zhao Chang'an didn't have time to buy a gift, while Tang Shuang had already bought one and kept it in the car.

The car drove out of Shanghai International Studies University and headed towards the city center. "You're going to be the talk of the town tonight."

Zhao Chang'an said with a smile, "You didn't see those employees, their mouths were so wide open you could fit a cow in them!"

"Really? It sounds that good?"

Tang Shuang actually had a second question left unasked: "Who sings better, me or Jingxiu?"

However, she was a smart woman. Since she liked Zhao Chang'an and couldn't change him, why should she use such words to provoke and provoke him, making him feel uncomfortable while she had to smile and comfort him?

"It sounds really good. I think you could record a few songs. Mobile ringtones are officially launching next month, right? You could put them in there."

Zhao Chang'an said confidently, "The song is not a problem, I'll write it for you."

Tang Shuang said with a smile, "I'd rather be more accurate in defining my own position and not try to cross over into other fields."

He glanced at Zhao Chang'an and said, "It's enough to have one person doing this. Too many people will easily lead to aesthetic fatigue and cause outsiders to have a distorted view of our one-nanometer technology."

"Pity."

Zhao Chang'an felt a little regretful, as he actually wished his wife's beautiful singing voice could be sung throughout the country.

"No pity, I want to hear you sing a song just for me. What would you like to hear?"

"Eighteen Touches".

"I won't."

"I can sing, I'll teach you. Reach out your hand, touch your sister."

Zhao Chang'an started to get handsy. The car was driving slowly in the city center, and the occasional touching was harmless.

"Stop touching me, I'm driving~ Okay, I'll sing you Jingxiu's 'Mice Love Rice'."

Although Tang Shuang said not to provoke or embarrass Zhao Chang'an with such a thing, she was, after all, a woman, and in her haste, she couldn't help but gently stab Zhao Chang'an.

Zhao Chang'an smiled and said, "This song is actually just to cater to the crowd; it doesn't have any depth. As leaders, we have to sing highbrow songs."

"Lingling~"

Just then, Tang Shuang's phone rang. Zhao Chang'an glanced at it and said, "It's from King Qi Xuan."

"Hehe, if you have the guts to call her that to her face, I'll admire you."

"I'm praising her, but her current achievements don't warrant my praise to her face."

"You answer the call, why do you want to ask her?"

Tang Shuang was driving and didn't want to answer the call.

"What?"

Zhao Chang'an, holding Tang Shuang's phone, bombarded Qi Xuan'er with questions.

"Why didn't you call me when you left? I'm still waiting for the bus. The previous one just left, and it will take another half hour."

"Are you coming too?"

Zhao Chang'an was very surprised.

"I haven't even wished my aunt a Happy New Year yet, so do you think I should come? I clearly told Tang Shuang that, you've really forgotten your sisters now that you've got a man!"

Qi Xuan'er was grumbling on the other end, clearly quite angry: "Come back and pick me up."

"I really forgot."

Tang Shuang then remembered, but she didn't back down, saying in a slightly louder voice, "You know I'm so busy, and you told me this this morning, how could I possibly remember it?"