What's wrong with me promoting my girlfriend as a diva?

After the two of them added each other as friends that day, they have teamed up to play games together several times.

Sometimes it was midnight, sometimes it was daytime.

Qiao Sheng was very curious about her profession because of the freedom of Kao Bai Shu's time.

Don't think wrongly, many jobs are also very free.

For example, doctors and nurses, police officers, factories with three shifts, etc.

Qiao Sheng didn't investigate further. They were just online friends who played games together. It was fine as long as they had fun playing games.

Qiao Sheng: If you call me that name again, I'll be angry with you.

Baked Sweet Potato: Slightly.

Qiao Sheng: I can't do it. I'm working hard.

Baked Sweet Potato: Work? Isn't it time to eat now?

Qiao Sheng: No, the boss said that I can't eat if I don't finish my work.

He didn't want to play games for the time being, so he lied to Baked Sweet Potato.

The phone vibrated. It was a message from Lin Moxue.

Lin Moxue: Qiao Sheng, come to eat.

Qiao Sheng: Okay.

While eating, Lin Moxue announced a big news.

"After a unanimous discussion between Uncle Lin and me, we decided to let Qiao Sheng serve as the company's music director."

Yang Yue clapped with Lin Moxue.

Huang Jianguo tore up the tissue and imitated throwing flowers.

Qiao Sheng was shocked.

"Wait, how did I suddenly become the director? Boss, is this a bit hasty?"

Lin Moxue patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "Hey, now there is only you in the music production department, so of course you will take this position."

Qiao Sheng was very distressed: "But I have no experience at all. Isn't this forcing a duck to climb a tree? And..."

"Double the salary."

"Okay boss! I will definitely do my best to work hard for the company's music production business and strive to take the company to the next level!"

Qiao Sheng agreed, and Lin Moxue was very happy. When she heard his words, her eyes were even brighter: "Then whether I can buy the upper floor depends on you!"

Seeing that the two were about to talk off topic, Lin Yixiang quickly pulled the topic back: "Shengzai, don't have too much pressure. With your ability, you can definitely do this job well."

Qiao Sheng nodded. The company's situation was clear at a glance. Letting him be the music director was more nominal than real power.

Qiao Sheng was somewhat disappointed that he had no soldiers under his command.

There was only one reason.

He could not see the scene he imagined when he became a leader, with his subordinates beating drums and gongs, setting off firecrackers, waving red flags, and crowds of people.

As a director, he naturally had to treat his guests to a meal. After promising to treat his guests to Japanese food in the evening, Qiao Sheng buried his head in his meal.

After dinner, he listened to songs for a long time before the news of roasted sweet potatoes came late.

Roasted sweet potato: No food if you don’t finish your work? Evil capitalists!

Qiao Sheng: How can you say that about my boss!

Roasted sweet potato: ? ? ? ? Are you sick?

Qiao Sheng: My boss just promoted me to director. Family, who knows? I have only been working for less than a month.

Roasted sweet potato: Promoted to director in one month? Ha, should I help you call the police? You may have joined a pyramid scheme.

Qiao Sheng: Ha, you are jealous, jealous of my handsomeness and my talent.

Roasted sweet potato: You narcissist.

Qiao Sheng: I advise you to take back your words, otherwise you will be playing games alone.

Baked Sweet Potato: Have you finished your work?

Qiao Sheng: Alas, my work has reached a bottleneck, and I need to find inspiration in the game.

Baked Sweet Potato: You are the first person I have ever seen who can talk about slacking off at work so openly.

Qiao Sheng: Do it or not, if not, I will go to study the latest developments in the entertainment industry.

Baked Sweet Potato: What do you mean?

Qiao Sheng: Watch dramas and watch Douyin!

Baked Sweet Potato: ... Is it really okay for you to slack off as soon as you become a director?

Qiao Sheng: What you said, now that you have become a director, can't you slack off more openly?

Baked Sweet Potato: …………

Qiao Sheng just listened to Lin Yixiang's previous songs, and he already had a general idea in his mind, but he didn't want to come up with the song so quickly.

He thought that no matter how evil a person is, he can't be like him, writing songs more prolific than a sow, and each song is of high quality.

In the afternoon, when Lin Moxue and Lin Yixiang walked out of the office, they saw Qiao Sheng sitting at his workstation, thinking with his head down.

Seeing Qiao Sheng looking up at the computer from time to time and tapping the keyboard a few times, he must be working hard.

The two couldn't help but be moved by him. They didn't expect that he had an idea so quickly and was already thinking hard about making songs.

For fear of disturbing his creative ideas, the two walked much lighter unconsciously.

No one came to disturb Qiao Sheng for the whole afternoon, allowing him and Kao Baishu to gallop in the canyon and kill all the opponents.

Qiao Sheng didn't end the day's battle until it was almost time to get off work.

Qiao Sheng: Hey, you don't have to work today?

Kao Baishu: The previous work just ended, so I can rest for a few days.

Qiao Sheng: Oh, I'm so envious that I can rest for so long, unlike me, who is squeezed by capitalists every day.

Kao Baishu: Do you really have the nerve to say such a thing? What exactly do you do? Tell me so that I can refer to it and see if I can go to work for you.

Qiao Sheng: Me? I'm a music producer and work in an entertainment company.

He actually doesn't like to tell others that he works in the entertainment industry.

Because last time at the welfare home, Auntie Lou knew that he worked in an entertainment company, so she kept asking him about celebrity gossip.

How could he know about gossip? The only celebrity he had contacted was Lin Yixiang.

He couldn't tell Auntie Lou that the celebrities I know like to grow vegetables with rich people's feces the most, right?

He was ready to answer a long list of questions from Roasted Sweet Potato.

Although Roasted Sweet Potato was silly from time to time, she was a girl after all, and she was about the same age as him, so she would definitely ask about celebrities.

The answer from Roasted Sweet Potato was intriguing.

Roasted Sweet Potato: Entertainment company? Director? I haven't heard of any entertainment company with a director as young as you.

Qiao Sheng: There are so many entertainment companies, it's normal that you haven't heard of them.

Roasted Sweet Potato: That's right, if you can slack off like you, it must be a small, second-rate company.

Qiao Sheng: My friend, this is heartbreaking. I won't say anymore, I'm going to have lunch after get off work.

Roasted Sweet Potato: Look, you said it’s not a small company, which entertainment company gets off work so early.

Qiao Sheng: You are jealous. Bai Bai, you are wrong.

Qiao Sheng picked up his notebook, put on his backpack and left the company.

On the subway home, Qiao Sheng was a little dazed, as if he had forgotten something?

The phone vibrated, it was Yang Yue.

Qiao Sheng just picked up the phone and heard Yang Yue roaring: "Qiao Sheng! Where the hell have you been! Didn’t you say you would treat us to Japanese food?"

He suddenly realized and quickly explained: "I will go over to reserve a seat and order food, you guys come quickly."

"You are talking nonsense! The boss has already called to reserve a seat, and you need to go and reserve a seat?

"Hello, hello, why is there no sound? I don’t have a good signal on the subway, I’ll hang up first. ”

After the subway arrived at the station, he hurriedly got off and headed for the Japanese restaurant in another direction.

Japanese food is notoriously small in quantity and expensive, and the Japanese restaurant that Lin Moxue helped him book was of high quality, with an average per capita consumption of seven or eight hundred.

That night, Qiao Sheng was ripped off for more than four thousand.

Looking at the balance text message sent by the bank after the consumption, Qiao Sheng learned his lesson.

Go write songs slowly, I'm going to finish them all tonight!

The next day, Qiao Sheng was sitting on the subway at 10:30 in the morning and posted a circle of friends.

"Work hard all night, and go to work in a car worth tens of millions. "

Then the picture was a photo of an empty subway car.

Almost immediately after it was posted, the first like was received, from Lin Moxue.

If all bosses could surf the Internet like Lin Moxue every day, the employees of that company would definitely be happy to slack off.

After more than ten minutes, people started to comment.

Yang Yue: Bring some coffee when you come up.

Lin Yixiang: Shengzai, pay attention to rest, and you can sing slowly.

Kao Baishu: Haha, who was still duo-queuing with me at one o'clock yesterday? I won't name him.

Qiao Sheng didn't reply, and he didn't have time to reply.

As soon as he arrived at the company and put down his coffee, he saw Huang Jianguo. He ran up the stairs in a hurry.

The screen of the mobile phone in his hand was the familiar short video interface.

A female anchor was posing on the screen.