Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 411 Which Young Master Serves You Better
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"First Birth" by Yin Qingxuan

On major music software, the playback volume reached tens of millions in a very short period of time.

He Chengfeng pushed the new breed's office with a happy face.

In the office, Yin Qingxuan was standing in front of the French windows.

He was wearing a light gray suit.

The straight suit pants lined the man's slender legs straight and slender.

The bright golden light at noon fell faintly on her face, softening the man's handsome eyebrows a lot.

"What's the matter? Look at you smiling, your mouth is grinning to the back of your ears."

Yin Qingxuan held a bottle of cold beer, raised his neck slightly, and took two sips into his mouth.

He made a joke with a half-smile.

"Stop pretending."

"Why am I laughing, don't you know?"

He Chengfeng laughed and walked forward, bumping Yin Qingxuan's shoulder with his right elbow.

Winking and teasing.

"Sure enough, you kid, you still have two brushes."

"I read you right!"

Yin Qingxuan drank the last sip of beer.

Raising his hand, he threw the empty beer bottle into the trash can.

Turn around and sit on the sofa.

"It seems that this song has received a good response."

"More than good!"

He Chengfeng opened his arms exaggeratedly: "I'm going to exaggerate you into a flower!"

He really didn't expect that Yin Qingxuan's song would achieve such a huge success.

It was unexpected to cooperate with Starlight Entertainment.

This brings some heat to them.

However, Yin Qingxuan insisted on the release of "First Born", which has too many variables.

Not a single lyric.

The tone of the whole song is soothing.

Until the night before the release, He Chengfeng was still anxious and didn't sleep well.

That string has always been stretched in my head, and I have been waiting until now.

"...This song has achieved unprecedented success. If the popularity can be maintained, continue to hold the concert according to your original idea."

"It is the most correct choice."

"casual."

Yin Qingxuan waved his hand casually: "All these things are handled by you."

The man squinted his eyes halfway, his eyes showed a pensive look, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yin Qingxuan's handsome face showed a three-point dignified look, and He Chengfeng's smile froze when he saw it, and his heart beat twice.

"...What, what's the matter?"

"Something happened?"

Yin Qingxuan nodded sternly.

His voice was deep, with a little bit of coldness in his words.

"Do you know which young master in the imperial capital has the best service?"

"Give me a recommendation."

"puff!"

He Chengfeng just opened a can of cold beer and took two sips. Hearing Yin Qingxuan's words, he squirted the beer out of his mouth.

"...Are you looking for ducks?!"

He Chengfeng was shocked.

"...Could it be that you have been under too much pressure these days, causing you to have mental problems?!"

He Chengfeng quickly pulled out two pieces of paper and wiped his mouth clean.

Grab Yin Qingxuan's arm and drag him out.

"If you are sick, don't wait. You must go to the doctor first."

"It's just right, I have two reliable psychologists on hand, I will take you to see them first!"

Yin Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

"What did you say!"

He said coldly: "It's not for me."

"That's it."

He Chengfeng raised his heart, but slowly put it down, "There are quite a few clubs like this in the imperial capital, and I know all the managers, so it's easy to handle."

"However, each of them has its own characteristics, and the style of the top brand is not the same."

"It depends on what kind of people like it."

(End of this chapter)