Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 32 I Have Nothing
An Qiyue blinked her sleepy eyes and muttered, "Jing Yin, disturb me to sleep."

As he said that, he fell into the bed again holding the quilt.

Aya: "The list of "Beloved" has gone."

An Qiyue woke up with a groan, and a trace of surprise flashed in her bright eyes.

We talked very well yesterday, and the music producer even asked them to come to Shangxiangfang to sign the contract today.

Aya has a headache: "I learned from Lao Cai that someone from above is suppressing you. The entertainment industry in the imperial capital is dominated by Dongying, and Lao Cai said that the news was passed down from Dongying."

An Qiyue poured herself a glass of water, drank a few sips, and smiled innocently: "Yo, Dongying suppressed me? I just came back, and my face is so big?"

Aya has a big head: "Do you have enemies in Dongying?"

An Qiyue thought about it for a while. She was very low-key when she returned to China. It was impossible for An's family to know, so she came back again and asked herself that she hadn't offended anyone.

An Qiyue put down the water glass: "No, they don't even know when I return to China. Where did the enemy come from?"

Aya waved her hand and turned around in a hurry: "An Qiyue, you must have offended someone, otherwise the few orders I talked about earlier would not have all been blown up by such a coincidence."

An Qiyue could see Aya's urgency, and smiled lightly: "Sister Aya, hold on. It's no big deal, we can't go the mature route, we can find another way, now reality talent show variety shows are so popular, every minute People's attention, plus I, An Qiyue, is unrivaled in beauty, and the song is really good, so I'm afraid I won't have a chance to stand out?"

What An Qiyue said was indeed true, but Aya was still not reconciled: "But, it's a waste of time. There is no need for an outstanding talent like you to waste a few months to participate in the draft."

An Qiyue tied up her hair casually, smiled indifferently and said, "I don't have anything, it's just that I have too much time. What are you afraid of."

Aya's lungs hurt with anger: "An Qiyue, you little heartless, you are burning money every day, do you know that?"

An Qiyue randomly took a bottle of nail polish from the dressing table, then sat on the single sofa and wiped her toenails: "I know. But who is Sister Aya? Sister Aya, you are a gold broker, you If you found this place early in the morning, you must have thought of a countermeasure, right?"

Aya rolled her eyes, that is to say, if An Qiyue had such a good attitude, if it was someone else, she would have cried a long time ago.

Aya didn't hold back any more, and said, "The government is going to make a set of urban planning MVs. It urgently needs an original song, but it needs to reflect the cultural features and long-standing history and culture of the imperial capital...I recommend you."

An Qiyue smiled beautifully, and said, "Yo, sister Aya, you even know people in the government, so you can't be your old friend, okay?"

Aya was almost pissed off by An Qiyue: "What a fart. My dad is the son of an old comrade-in-arms in the military and political department. I met him in the compound a few times when I was young. I went to junior high school and he went to elementary school. He was a big kid at that time... hey I didn't expect to put up my old face and beg him now."

An Qiyue Yinling smiled slightly: "How much is an old face worth, first make a name for yourself, I will inlay your face with gold and diamonds, and I will let you go out to shine like gold, how about it?"

Aya is in a better mood: "Less smelly and poor. I will give you two days to write lyrics and compose music, and the information has been sent to your mailbox. Where do you go these two days? I will find someone to arrange for you. I will take you there in two days. meet."

Aya has always been efficient in handling affairs, An Qiyue pouted and said that she was used to it.

　PS: An Qiyue: Well, who is this Yin Lao Niang... Solve it online!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)