Transmigration of the Famous Cyber Star

"MariaMiller? How do you know her?" Jason wondered first, and later realized, "Oh! I remember, did she get a tattoo from you?"

Liu Ye said, "Yes, we had a good exchange. She gave me an invitation to the birthday party. She said she also sent you an invitation."

Jason did receive the invitation letter. It had been received a long time ago. If it wasn't for Liu Ye to remind him, he would never remember it.

As a well-known person, his e-mail address and real-time mailbox are filled with various letters every day, there are invitations for performances, there are business negotiations ... He is a mountain, he cannot handle it himself, so he has a special The assistant helped him read these invitations, and the assistant would screen out the more important ones, such as the last charity event, and this time the Miller family ’s birthday party.

In fact, Jason was invited to a celebrity-like banquet every 30 minutes. When he was young, he was very enthusiastic about the banquet. As he grew older, he felt this kind of activity was boring. Those who are worse than him will stab him; those who are better than him will wait for him to compliment them. Will he, a arrogant person, kneel and lick? Nothing! He is not out of place, he just realizes that life is short and time is limited. He hopes to focus on what he likes more than these useless socials.

But he thought it was a valuable banquet and he would definitely attend it. And Maria's birthday party was useless social for him. The Miller family is rich and has a high status in the US politics and business circles. If he goes to Maria's birthday banquet, the headlines of the media news the next day will not allow him to say that he wants to hold someone else's thigh, or he and Maria directly .

Therefore, Maria insisted on sending him invitations every year, and he didn't insist that he didn't know Maria at all-knowing this person and knowing it were two different things.

Jason's stubborn thought was shaken when he learned that Liu Ye was going to Maria's birthday party.

He thought, should he go for a fun?

After Liu Ye and Li Xiaoru left, Jason didn't go out for dinner, stayed in the recording studio, and worked overtime with everyone. Their food and beverage were all taken away. Scott left midway. He was the boss and had other things to do. Before he left, he told Cohen to be in time Send him the mother.

All the staff worked until nine o'clock in the evening, and finally made the masterpiece of the new single. Of course, this is only a rough version, and it needs to be refined later. I ’ve been idle for a long time, and then I am busy, everyone is extra motivated. After all, there is a large bonus in front of me. Besides, everyone is a professional musician and knows the goods. They believe that this new song is definitely another superson of Jason. Make.

The progress bar on the computer reached the last step, the mix was rendered, and Cohen sitting in front of the computer stared at the screen. Jason came over and patted his shoulder, "Is the file ready?"

Cohen just returned. "Oh, just spawned."

"Send it to Scott, what a fuck!"

"Ok."

Cohen pressed the mouse, Jason stood next to him and watched. At this moment, there were only two of them in the recording studio. The other employees had dinner and take-out. A rare opportunity to be alone. Cohen asked Jason what he had been feeling depressed all afternoon. ,

"You mentioned the release bonus for the single before, can I get it?"

This sudden topic surprised Jason, "Um, you're not my employee ..."

In theory, Cohen and Jason are equal. They are affiliated with Scott's record label and are responsible for different jobs. Cohen is a music producer, Jason is a singer, and their co-leader is Scott.

And Jason's private recording studio is a company he set up separately. He gives bonuses to his employees, and it is impossible to send a copy to his "colleagues." Cohen's bonus is Scott's responsibility, so Jason is weird. "What's your talk with Scott about it? Did he deduct your salary?"

Cohen laughed in disguise. "Hahaha, I'm kidding!"

"You're really weird lately," Jason looked at his dark circles and his sunken cheeks. "You look so bad, are you sick? Or have you been in trouble?"

"You think too much, I just slept late," Cohen didn't want to talk more, and went back to the computer to continue working. He sent the file to Scott's mailbox.

"Oh yes, you can send me another copy," Jason said.

"This is just a rough version. There are still many problems. Don't worry about me," Cohen knows Jason's pursuit of excellence, and is frightened and doesn't want to work overtime.

Jason laughed. "No, no, I just want to send it to Liu Ye. I hope she and her friends can hear the results of our cooperation as soon as possible."

"Then you really value that Chinese woman," Cohen said with a hint of self-mockery. He typed a string of letters and cooperated for nearly a decade. He remembered Jason's email address.

The phone beeps, "OK!"

Jason snapped his fingers. "It's hard for you today. You can close your work early and go home. Although you can't give you a bonus directly, it's okay to invite you to dinner another day." Cohen's heart ignited, he squinted and said, "Well, I'll leave after finishing."

"Then I'll go first," Jason patted his shoulder again, and turned to leave the studio. Cohen heard the others say, "See you tomorrow, J!",

"Bye, boss!"

Cohen's gaze turned to the project file on the screen again, his eyes gradually darkened.

About half an hour later, Cohen walked out of the recording studio. At this time, Amanda was alone in the studio. She leaned on her office chair with headphones, hummed the song happily, and left Liu Ye in her hand. Her piece of paper is regarded as a baby.

Cohen asked her, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I have to be responsible for turning off the lights, locking the door, and getting in and out of safety. This is my job as a front desk." Due to the previous small friction, Amanda did not respect Cohen's tone, and with a hint of irony, who made Cohen despise her jobs.

Cohen stared at the A4 paper in her hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The Chinese characters on it were so eye-catching, "What is this?"

"My tattoo."

Cohen immediately thought of Jason's new tattoo pictures on the Internet. Unfortunately, Jason was always wearing clothes. He had no chance to see the real thing. He knew that the tattoo was designed by Liu Ye, and the entire network knew it!

"Well, the Chinese woman did have two sons."

Amanda frowned, and she hated Cohen's voice, contempt, and ... abomination when she mentioned Liu Ye. She concluded that Cohen was a species, race, and ambiguity, because according to her knowledge, Liu Ye had no chance and could not provoke Cohen, and there was no interest relationship between them.

It's so frustrating. She has known Cohen for five years. Why didn't she find out he was this kind of person before?

The conversation between the two could not continue, and God was chatted to death. Amanda watched Cohen not speak, and urged him to leave with his eyes. Cohen stopped talking nonsense with her and left here quickly.