Gao Leng school grass: the reborn empress is not easy to mess with

224 Chapter 234 If Mr. Don't Believe Me, You Can Find Someone Else
When Yan Qiliang arrived at the company, Mo Yuqing had already gone downstairs.

These days, Mo Yuqing has already "shone brightly" in the entertainment industry. Because of his youth, he was almost deified and successfully promoted to the domineering president.

But in front of Yan Qiliang, he said that he couldn't be overbearing.

Mo Yuqing walked aside to guide Yan Qiliang, and a group of new employees looked at them in surprise.

Mo Yuqing adjusted his glasses: "They are all newly recruited employees this time, and they haven't seen you yet."

It turned out that Qiao's employees were too shameful. Mo Yuqing kept them working for a week, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he almost resigned all of them.

"Ah."

Yan Qiliang didn't turn his head to look. Although they were surprised when she came in just now, they didn't stop working. Mo Yuqing's eyes were still good.

Yan Qiliang sat down in the chairman's office, and Mo Jinchen was also inside. When he saw Yan Qiliang, he ran over.

"Wow! Qiqi, you are finally back, I miss you so much."

"My God! You're so beautiful again! Oh, it's nice to be young."

Yan Qiliang smirked: "Yes, then I need you to design a few more clothes for me."

Mo Jinchen: "..."

Mo Yuqing dragged Mo Jinchen away: "Qi Qi, the music producer will be here soon, and there are a few seniors who wrote lyrics and composed music."

Ning Mengmeng came over and set out several cups of coffee, Yan Qiliang picked up a cup: "Yeah."

Mo Yuqing gave Yan Qiliang the files of several people, and he knew that Yan Qiliang would have this attitude...

Yan Qiliang opened the file, and gently pinched the producer's photo with his fingers.

"Zhang Zhihao?"

"He came to me on his own initiative, and he also contacted several songwriters."

There was nothing unexpected about Mo Yuqing, he just thought it was Yan Qiliang's talent or family background that attracted him here.

Yan Qiliang nodded, closed the file, and several people just walked in.

Yan Qiliang stood with his back to the door, exuding a cool aura, and several seniors who were over forty couldn't help but respect him.

Zhang Zhihao first walked to Yan Qiliang and sat down, "Hello, we meet again."

Yan Qiliang smiled slightly, shook hands with him, and several other people came over when they saw this.

Yan Qiliang put down his coffee: "It's our first meeting, I'm Yan Qiliang."

Several people smiled politely and introduced themselves one by one, while Qi Liang kept rubbing the feather totem on the back of the phone.

Zhang Zhihao looked at Yan Qiliang's cynical look, and smiled with satisfaction, and it turned out that Yan Qiliang was still the same.

Among the several seniors, a man over fifty seemed very displeased. He probably didn't like Yan Qiliang's appearance, but he couldn't find fault in Yan Qiliang's words.

Yan Qiliang took Zhang Zhihao's music score, facing the manuscript, tapping the rhythm with his fingers on his knees, frowning slightly from time to time.

Several seniors were a little nervous, but Zhang Zhihao was very confident, looking at Yan Qiliang's slender fingers and slender legs with admiration.

It has to be said that Yan Qiliang's figure is impeccable, no matter which detail is perfect.

Yan Qiliang nodded: "That's right, let's record now."

The man over fifty suddenly raised his head: "Go now?"

Yan Qiliang raised his eyebrows: "The audio will be released tomorrow, what do you think?"

He frowned, and said to Zhang Zhihao, "You didn't tell me that the time was so short."

Zhang Zhihao also raised his eyebrows: "You took the initiative to find me."

Yan Qiliang's eyes had already sunk: "If you don't believe me, sir, you can go find someone else."

(End of this chapter)