Please Answer 2020

Chapter 98 Unspeakable
Cheng Qian'an didn't know what happened thousands of miles away. He only knew that today was his first day of employment and his first day working as a composer.

The room was small, without windows, and the bright lights illuminated an electronic keyboard and a table.

According to the company's regulations, a serious composition room needs to be rented for a fee, and the price is quite low compared to the outside world.

Of course, there is a composition room in the school, but for normal use, you need to apply for it, not just go if you want.

On the first day of employment, things were complicated, and my mind could not calm down. How could I find the mind to calm down and immerse myself in creation.

Simply tidy up your things, and there is nothing to do if you are idle for a while.

Coincidentally, the phone rang at this time.

"What's wrong, you called me suddenly?"

Cheng Qian'an looked at Park Zhiyong displayed in the note on the phone, and asked curiously.

Under normal circumstances, they seldom make phone calls when they have nothing to do, not to mention that there are no secret conversations between two big men.

"It's okay, I just came to ask how you are doing."

Park Zhiyong's tone on the phone was relaxed, and there was a faint sound of brisk conversation.

"Really, this is not like your style." Cheng Qian'an joked.

"Haha, let me tell you a good thing, Xiaomei and I are married!"

From the phone, it sounds like Park Zhiyong's tone is very pleasant.

"Really, then congratulations."

Cheng Qian'an knew that these two people would get together sooner or later, but he didn't expect that it would be much earlier than he thought.

On the other side of the phone, Li Yumei's voice could be faintly heard, accompanied by laughter and slapstick.

"How about you and Noze?"

Pu Zhiyong asked with interest, and Li Yumei beside him was also very curious.

Noze is such a beautiful girl with her own characteristics, it is difficult to resist if she wants to pursue the opposite sex.

"It's okay, we're friends."

Pu Zhiyong felt pity, "Hey, you really are."

He couldn't figure out why Cheng Qian'an was so stubborn.

Korean young people are mostly playful and social, and so are their relationships.

In fact, if Cheng Qian'an wanted to, he could do it, even faster than changing his pants. Unfortunately, he kept himself clean and didn't want to fall in love for the sake of falling in love.

"I've officially joined the job now. Today is my first day at work. I just had nothing to do, so you called me."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile.

"Really, so fast."

Pu Zhiyong was a little surprised, and sighed in his words.

"Things that have been planned long ago are not fast."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile, he refused to become a regular at SBS TV station, isn't it just to continue to focus on the road of composing.

"Since that's the case, I wanted to ask you out to play today, so forget it, let's talk about it another day."

Hearing this, Pu Zhiyong said with regret that he felt that Cheng Qian'an was a very competent wingman in the wine market, except for sometimes stealing his limelight.

It improved his impression of Chinese people a lot, they are generous and easy-going.

In addition to this, there is actually one more thing, and I struggled for a while whether to ask him or not.

Finally he made up his mind before calling, but he didn't mention Cheng Qian'an since he had already joined JYP.

"See you sometime."

Sighing inwardly, he pretended nothing had happened and hung up the phone after chatting with Cheng Qian'an for a few words.

Cheng Qian'an hung up the phone, thinking that it was Pu Zhiyong who came to condolence him when he was free.

I got up and left the room, came to the reception desk, and asked the receptionist: "Is anyone using the music room now?"

The front desk looked through the records and said, "There is no one in rooms 5 and [-] now."

Cheng Qian'an borrowed the key, recorded the time, and quickly found a room and walked in.

The lighting is good, the equipment is well-equipped, and the professional software on the computer is complete. At a glance, it looks much more advanced than the previous small room.

Sitting on a soft and comfortable chair, he came here for no other purpose, just to get familiar with it in advance and get started.

I just sat with my butt on the chair for a while, and a person walked straight outside.

"Are you a new employee of the company?"

Cheng Qian'an suddenly heard someone talking, turned around, and saw a strange face, of medium build, dressed very hip-hop.

Not sure who, but presumably another employee.

"Hello, I'm Cheng Qian'an, a new composer at the company."

"Hello, my name is Jin Shanpu."

The visitor's words were short, and his personality seemed to be different from that of Park Zhiyong and Jin Daren he had met before. It seemed that his personality was not very approachable.

It seemed that he was about to enter his own room, and Cheng Qian'an, whose buttocks were not yet warm, stood up.

"It's okay, you can just sit here, I'll come and get something."

Jin Shanpu said this briefly, then passed by him and picked up a stack of documents at the table.

"Is this the senior's room?" Cheng Qian'an asked.

Jin Shanpu nodded after listening, "Yes." Then he added, "I don't usually use it much, just use it."

Although free and open to the best composers, not all composers are fully attached to the company.

Composers who make money naturally have their own special rooms at home, and don't need to spend every day in the company.

Therefore, an embarrassing situation has been formed. Those who come for free rarely come, and those who come often have to pay.

I have to feel the profit-seeking nature of capital itself, no matter how humane it is, it is still capital in the final analysis.

(End of this chapter)