Godly Stay-Home Dad

At noon this day, the emperor entertainment.

"Sister, your album... has been removed." Zhou Fei's expression is somewhat helpless.

"Oh."

The purple cicada responded, her delicate cheeks were as cold as ever, but there was still a trace of loss and exhaustion in the depths of her eyes.

"That..." Zhou Fei hesitated, and finally said: "The total sales volume is 23,000. This is also because Hanyang has made too many fine songs at once, a total of fifty, oh.. The media companies that got the songs have been mad, and people’s attention is on the fifty songs, which caused our album to be completely rushed."

"Ok."

Zi Yan gently took a breath and said: "It doesn't matter, this time it failed, we will come again next time."

"Hey, I don't know when the next time, so many artists in our company went to Hanyang to ask for songs. As a result, the capital didn't get it. The old witch just got angry in the office, and now our album results are so bad, it is estimated. She will not take care of us for a while." Zhou Fei said bitterly.

"There will always be opportunities in the future." Zi Yan's tone also has some helplessness.

Originally, she considered the purpose of returning through an album, so as to continue the deductive career and stabilize the shadow title that was lost from the face.

Although it is difficult to start all things, but this is the beginning of this, it is too chilling, especially the attitude of the company, so that Ziyan has a neglected feeling, but fortunately, Mei Qi agreed to her last show, There is another episode about promoting her entertainment, and I have to wait for some heavenly shows to see if it works.

Not to mention the distress of Zijing here, not far from the office of Zi Yan, the office of Xu Ruoyu, the atmosphere is more violent.

"Under the shelf?" Xu Ruoyu stood up from the chair and said with anger: "Why is the album off the shelf? Why is it off the shelf? If you don't even get off the shelves for ten days? What kind of joke?"

"If it rains, don't be excited, sit down and say, sit down and say." The agent smiled and smiled. After Xu Ruoyu sat down on the sofa, she continued:

"Not because the company deliberately gave the album off the shelf, because... because the sales are too bleak, from the beginning of the songs given by Hanyang, people's attention has been attracted by those new songs, and yesterday, 50 songs from Hanyang All the big names were slaughtered, and all the artists who got the songs, all in the media companies, have already started to publicize, which led to the sales of our albums plummeting, so there is no chance to get off the shelf."

"Cold yang! Hanyang!" Xu Ruoyu said annoyedly: "Where is this coming out? If you have a few songs, even if you do so, what are you doing? It’s so annoying! You said that you are leaving a message under his meager voice. Almost a hundred of them? As a result, he didn’t give a song! I really can’t understand it!”

"Oh, this is no way to do things. Not only are we, many of the company's recent albums have been removed, and they have all prepared for this terrible storm to promote the new album." The agent sighed.

This situation is the first time in the entertainment circle, because the songs of one person have caused the entire entertainment circle of China to take a sneak peek. This achievement is enough to stand out from the past and the present. It seems that the words of chilling and yang are in the entertainment circle. Has become the most demon name!

At the other end, Zhang Han’s restaurant.

At eleven o'clock noon, the familiar Toyota Land Cruiser stopped at the door of the restaurant. Zhao Feng, who was a little stunned, came down from the car and walked into the restaurant.

At this time, Zhang Hanzheng accompanied Meng Meng on the sofa to play with the toys. After the little princess saw Zhao Feng coming, the big eyes of Shui Lingling looked over, and stretched out the small palms and smiled and said hello:

"Hey... Big brother, you are coming. How come, how come you haven’t come for a while, why are you going? Is it going far? Is there a gift for Meng Meng?"

“Ha ha...” Zhao Feng saw Meng Meng’s cute appearance. He smiled very openly and took out a gift box from his arms and said, “I really brought a gift to Meng Meng. Let’s open it. ”

"Amount? Really have a gift?" Meng Meng's big eyes lit up, very happy to say: "Thank you big brother."

In the room, Meng Meng extended two small hands. After taking the gift box, she handed it to Zhang Han. The milk channel: "Hey, open it."

"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded and opened the gift box.

Inside is a crystal ball with a base. There is a small mini village in the crystal ball. There are some trees around the village, surrounded by snow and snow, showing a beautiful snow scene.

"Yeah, there are so many small people, so beautiful." Meng Meng is very happy, every time I receive a gift, the little princess is very happy.

"Do you see the little blue button below? It will snow when you press it inside." Zhao Feng said with a chuckle.

"Yes! I have to press, I want to press, hey, Meng Meng to press." Meng Meng extended his hands to Zhang Han to ask for a crystal ball.

After picking up the crystal ball, Meng Meng couldn't wait to press the blue button on the lower side. The snowball in the crystal ball fluttered, and Meng Meng saw it, and said with a smile:

"It's so beautiful, Meng Meng likes to snow, oh...snowman, fight with that little snowball, swim in the snow, and... can play a lot better."

"Oh? That..." Zhang Han’s eyes glimpsed and said: "When the winter is over, Dad takes you to the north to play with snow."

"When is winter?" Meng Meng's eyes lit up, stood up on the sofa, and got together in Zhang Han's arms. The tone of expectation said: "Meng Meng wants to play snow now."

"Now there is no snow in the north." Zhang Han said with a smile: "After more than two months, the north began to snow. When Dad is going to take the Meng Meng to the north to play well?"

"Oh... okay, there are two months, two months is so many days." Meng Meng whispered a small mouth, looking at his fingers to count for two months is how many days Of course, I haven’t understood it.

"Two months, it will soon pass." Zhang Han smiled and touched the sprouting brain.

"That Meng Meng and other dad brought Meng Meng to the north to play with snow." Meng Meng muttered and said that she began to play with the crystal ball in her hand, is not a cheer: "Snow, snow, small people People, why are you still not going home, it’s snowing?"

Zhao Feng stood by and saw this scene. His heart sighed with sigh, and his face once again shone with a tired color.

In recent days, he felt that he was physically and mentally exhausted. The most important reason was that the time given by the Tang War was coming. He asked himself to deal with the restaurant. First of all, he did not say the problem of the shot.

If you don't shoot, there will be many reasons for the war in Tang to settle yourself. Even if you don't settle yourself, you have no chance to approach him. If you don't approach him, you won't get evidence.

But shot? Zhao Feng didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think that he couldn't bear to disturb the quiet life of the boss.

Seeing Meng Meng began to play with toys, Zhang Han indicated that Zhao Feng went to the table at the side to sit down. He took two beer from the refrigerator and walked over to sit down. Both of them took a sip.

"Boss." Zhao Feng's voice was a bit heavy, his expression was a bit complicated, hesitated, or slowly said: "I think... I heard from North America this morning, the scorpion's limbs have no hope, his post Half life can only be spent in bed."

"Oh."

Zhang Han’s expression was very indifferent. He took a sip of beer and said it was not salty or not:

"It’s my sentiment to keep him alive, but he'd better pray that I won't let me see it in the future, or I won't mind taking his life."

When Zhang Han went to Changsheng Bar, he had already killed his heart. The strength was too low, and it was limited by the legal system. Zhang Han naturally knew this, otherwise the scorpion must be lifeless.

And Hanyang Xianjun is just a once-in-a-lifetime. Although Zhang Han has a high vision, the current strength is the fundamental element that determines everything. He is not a fool, not because he used to be a strong robber. When I came back, I despised the people.

For Zhang Han, the scorpion is not even a tearful tear of Meng Meng, let alone let Meng Meng cry for so long. In short, this scorpion Zhang Han remembers. After the strength is upgraded, if he sees it, he will kill it.

The export of this sentence made Zhao Feng’s gaze tremble. He never doubted Zhang Han’s words, especially now that Zhang Han’s extremely indifferent gaze, he knows, the boss must say it.

This time, Zhao Feng’s face was bitter, and he snorted and drank two big beers, saying:

"Boss, I know that you are very ordinary, but... But they are a group of murderers who don't blink, you are very powerful, you can sprout, scorpion, and Zhang Li, Liang Mengqi, they are hard to beat. Four hands, boss, you know that Tang war will certainly not endure this tone, he gave me two weeks to deal with you, but I... really can't shoot you, although the time is short, but you, Meng Meng has this restaurant, which is already a very important place for me."

"Good eyes." Zhang Han chuckled.

He knows that Zhao Feng is respectful of his heart, so Zhang Han does not mind promoting Zhao Feng.

And Zhao Feng himself does not know, he is about to hold a super super thick thigh, although he knows that the boss is a powerful person, but the essence of it, he can not imagine.

In his heart, martial arts is a legend, let alone the cultivator who can fly to the sky and reach for the stars.

“It’s not just eyesight. In fact, the boss and Meng Meng are very attractive to outsiders. In the restaurant, people always relax.”

Zhao Feng shook his head and said:

"Boss, I really tell you, you still leave the New Moon Bay, I can hold it for a while, and can't take longer. The deadline for the war in Tang Dynasty is coming, and he has a big action recently. May send me out, I will go, then..."

Zhao Feng did not continue to say it. The meaning is very obvious. If he leaves, the situation will change rapidly. I don’t know when, the war will send people to deal with the restaurant.

In the face of Zhao Feng, Zhang Han just smiled and spit out a sentence:

"It’s just a war in the area, but it’s just an ant."