Chapter 119 0118, Tan Hui’s Difficulties (2)

Tan Hui was not drunk in the end. After sending her back to the hotel, Yunfeng and Tang Yu did not rush back to school and walked hand in hand on the street.

The Bund of the Magic City, the Huangpu River, the Oriental Pearl Tower, and the charming night view.

Yunfeng suddenly thought: "I feel that Senior Sister Tan Hui has something she didn't say."

Tang Yu nodded and said, "I feel it too."

Yunfeng pondered: "Isn't Senior Tan Hui at Huahai Entertainment? Could it be that she is here to be a lobbyist to get us to sign a contract with their company?"

"Probably not." Tang Yu said without hesitation: "You forgot, the senior sister just told us that we should be careful when choosing a company, and also mentioned the disadvantages of big companies."

Yunfeng was right to think about it, but if it wasn't for this, what else would it be?

"Okay, stop thinking so wildly." Tang Yu tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, saying, "Maybe senior sister encountered something unhappy at work and came to us to have a meal and chat to change her mood."

"Yes." Yunfeng looked forward, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said, "Unknowingly, we arrived at No. 18 on the Bund."

Tang Yu said in surprise: "There are so many people."

No. 18 on the Bund, located at the intersection of Nanjing on the Bund in the magical city, was originally the headquarters of the British Standard Chartered Bank in China. It was built in 1923. After renovation in recent years, it has become a flagship store of world fashion brands, internationally renowned restaurants, It is a top-level comprehensive consumption building that combines a bar and an art gallery.

This place used to be crowded with people every day, but the popularity of the song "18 on the Bund" has now once again become the focus of the city.

Yunfeng said enthusiastically: "Let's take a photo together too."

Tang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

The two of them came under the building and found a location where they could take pictures of the No. 18 Bund sign.

At this time, Tang Yu's cell phone rang.

"It's the senior sister who sent the WeChat message."

"You look first."

…

After a while, Tang Yu pulled out the camera, raised his hand and mobile phone, and said, "Come on."

Yunfeng put his arms around her waist, put his head against hers, and assumed a universal 45-degree photo-taking pose.

Tang Yu's eyes curved into crescent moons, showing a sweet smile, and then pressed the shutter.

"It's done."

"Then let's go back."

…

On the way, Yunfeng couldn't help but ask: "What did Senior Sister Tan Hui say in the WeChat message just now?"

Tang Yu tilted his head and said with a smile: "I won't tell you the secret."

secret?

A secret between women?

When Yunfeng heard what Tang Yu said, he didn't ask any more questions, but he became curious in his heart.

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Tan Hui was soaking in the bathtub in the hotel room, her face flushed, and she was slowly getting drunk.

"Asshole, bastard..."

She cursed in the air for no reason, her heart filled with infinite sadness.

Today she went to have dinner with Tang Yu and Yun Feng because she wanted to see how far they had progressed. If they were already together, she would use her relationship with Tang Yu to arrange a song with Yun Feng, but at the last moment , but gave up.

"Tan Hui, Tan Hui, why do you have to live such a humble life? Have you forgotten what the teacher said?"

Tan Hui sniffed, wiped off the foam on her hands with a towel, took the phone, opened the WeChat address book, pulled it to the bottom, edited a message and sent it.

"call……"

She let out a long breath. It was a very complicated emotion to let go of someone. She felt relieved the moment she let go.

Immediately afterwards, she dialed the number of the manager of the composition department of Huahai Entertainment.

"Sister Hong."

"Tan Hui, when will you come back from Magic City?"

"Sister Hong, I would like to take a month's leave."

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little tired and my mind is empty. I want to travel and find inspiration."

"Okay, it's okay to go and relax, but don't forget the songs from Liu Runze's new album."

"I remember, I'm hanging up, Sister Hong, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

…

Tan Hui hung up the phone, lay down in the bathtub, relaxed her whole body, and soaked her whole body in the warm water.

Now that I hear that name again, I no longer have too many emotional fluctuations.

"Where should I go to have fun?"

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Also a little drunk was Chen Cheng.

The invitation from an old classmate was extended twice during the May Day holiday. If you can't escape, then face it.

At the dinner table, he drank a lot of wine, but he tried his best to control it and did not get so drunk that he became unconscious.

Because something happened that has always bothered him, that is, he was drunk last time and made Yunfeng pay for the meal.

Therefore, whether it is for socializing or having dinner with friends, you can drink as little as possible, and you will not exceed your limit.

"As expected, I came here for Yunfeng."

After returning home, Chen Cheng was half-lying on the sofa, remembering what his old classmate said just now, which clearly hinted that he wanted him to set up a line and ask Yunfeng for a song.

My classmates are old classmates, but apart from knowing their names and saying one or two sentences when they were studying together, we didn't have much friendship at all.

Not to mention someone with whom he had no friendship asked him to do something, even if someone with whom he had friendship asked him to do something, he knew Yunfeng, and once the matter was discussed, the relationship between the two would be the same.

Therefore, Chen Cheng pretended to be stupid the whole time and kept changing the subject. Since we hadn't seen each other for many years and wanted to get together, okay, then come and talk about the time when we were studying.

"It is estimated that there will be many more things like this in the next period of time."

Chen Cheng smiled bitterly. Is this the trouble after happiness?

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When someone was worried about Yunfeng and his songs.

In the suburbs of Magic City, the temporary office of the Novel Monthly Magazine.

Employees and bosses were working overtime. Although the sales of the novels of the cross-border king had dropped a lot, the simultaneous serialization of "The 8th Pawnshop" once again made their monthly novel sales soar.

"Boss, when are we going to move? It's too far to get to work from here."

"Yeah, the buses don't run here, and I can't afford to take a taxi every day."

"And the environment here is really bad. If I want to go to the toilet, I have to walk 10 minutes to the public toilet."

"Boss, let's not talk about going back to the original office building, but at least we need a place to work."

"Besides, when customers come and see our company like this, it will also damage our image."

...

Zheng Rong heard the complaints of various employees and said, "You have worked hard in such a difficult environment during this period. I am also looking for a new office location. Please wait patiently for a few days."

Everyone cheered.

Zheng Rong didn't want to move to a good office building, but the company has just gotten better recently. Although there is some money in the account, it can't just look at the present, but also consider future development.

In fact, he was thinking whether the company should expand its business scope. If it only does monthly novel reports, the upper limit is just that high.

The reason why he thought so was completely because of Yunfeng.

"Is there a future for comics?"

Guo Chuan happened to hear Zheng Rong's mumbling and said, "Brother Zheng, do you want to enter the comics industry?"

Zheng Rong asked back, "Do you know anything about the comics industry?"

Guo Chuan shook his head and said, "Not very well, I just like to read them. Comics are very popular in Europe and the United States. MD's "Revenge Heroes" series, "Tech Geek" series, and "Detective Diddy" series have sold over 100 million copies."

Zheng Rong smiled and said, "What about China?"

Guo Chuan continued, "The domestic comics market has broad prospects, but most people read MD's comics. There are too few high-quality works in our country. Comics adapted from popular novels such as "Journey to the West", "Fengshen Yanyi" and "The Great Scholar" can grab some market share."

Zheng Rong didn't know much about comics and didn't know what kind of comics were good, so he took out his mobile phone, opened the gallery, handed the phone to Guo Chuan, and asked, "What do you think of these comics?"

Guo Chuan saw that they were full-color and immediately became interested.

"Realistic style."

"The people, objects, and backgrounds are very detailed."

"The storyboard design makes people feel comfortable."

"The composition is very impactful."

"Is it an original martial arts story?"

...

After reading these comics, Guo Chuan said, "The quality is very high. The plot is too short and you can't see anything, but it's quite attractive. If it were me, I would definitely follow it."

Although Zheng Rong doesn't understand comics, he still has the ability to appreciate paintings. These comics are really well drawn.

Guo Chuan asked, "Brother Zheng, this is not drawn by you, right?"

Zheng Rong shook his head and said, "It's a submitted manuscript."

Guo Chuan was confused. They are a magazine, not a comics company. How could they receive comic submissions?