The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 157 Wu Wanqing's gadgets. [5000]
"Wow wow wow..."

Hearing the sound of "crashing" water coming from the bathroom, Wen Yan didn't think any more, picked up the tableware and chopsticks on the table, and went to the kitchen sink.

Well, he will clean up the battlefield today!
Speaking of which, although Wen Yan has been a "home cook" for more than ten years, he has basically never done the finishing touches like washing dishes and chopsticks.

Regarding cooking, there is an unwritten unwritten rule in Room 601:

Wen Yan is in charge of foreplay, and Wang Luoqi is in charge of finishing cleaning tools!
Of course, there are a few days a month when Wang Luoqi chooses to play tricks. At this time, Wen Yan knows that Wang Luoqi is practicing and has gone wrong.

Thinking of the stalk of "going crazy", Wen Yan couldn't help but slightly raised the corner of his mouth. After years of company, many interesting things happened in their lives, which are all good memories in the future.

Perhaps, this is also the bargaining chip he quietly put into the big sister's heart!
During this time, his life has changed a lot:
Emotionally, he has transformed from a little brother who secretly hides the idea of ​​"posting from the following" to a man who blatantly molested his big sister.

Especially not long ago, the temptation at the dinner table made him understand that Wang Luoxi was not disgusted by his occasional offense.

Otherwise, rashly breaking through Big Sister's line of defense would not be as simple as scalping.

In his career, he has gone from an amateur who has not made his debut to the public opinion turmoil on the Internet, and he is in a passive situation referred to by thousands of people.

Then, with a song "Wedding in a Dream" and his master-level performance skills, he strongly proved his strength.

Not only did he receive an invitation from the Golden Hall, but he also gained a lot of fame in the music circle and established the label of "genius of songwriting".

As for the income that this phenomenal piano piece can bring him now and in the future, Wen Yan did not take it too seriously.

After all, he is not interested in money, and releasing these songs is just out of his love for music, hoping that the classic works on earth will last forever and be known to more people at Blue Star.

Hey, what number is the copyright fee for the Music Billboard credited into the bank card?Wen Yan's movements of washing the dishes and chopsticks paused slightly.

It seems that I will have to check with the customer service manager later to avoid any mistakes.

……

Compared with Wen Yan's twists and turns, Wu Hao's life is a bit monotonous. He just used his name to the extreme.

Well, in addition to sleeping, or sleeping, it is very ordinary.

Tianxiang Club.

Waking up from his sleep, Wu Hao opened his sleepy eyes, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his palms subconsciously covered his waist.

"Tsk, no wonder everyone says that there are only exhausted cows and no ploughed fields. This is really a famous saying." Wu Hao sighed faintly.

Some time ago, he also swore to Wen Yan that "the camp made of iron, the soldiers of the flowing water" he knew.

But since Wen Yan left, he hasn't left the club for half a step.

Beauty is like tea and needs to be eaten slowly, and beauty is like a book and needs to be read carefully. During this time, he was in the "book mountain and tea sea", swaying sweat to his heart's content.

Of course, in the past, Young Master Wu still knew how to control himself, and at most he spent three days and three nights in the Fengyue place.

During this time, he would be so indulgent, and because the enemy army was about to arrive on the battlefield, he wanted to enjoy the last happy time.

Glancing at the date on the phone, Wu Hao suddenly made a clever call:
What else is about to arrive on the battlefield, his dad is going to the magic capital today.

No, according to the normal procedures, his dad should have been in the auditorium, reading the inaugural speech.

Pushing aside the plump and mellow that was on his body, Wu Hao also gave up his thoughts of continuing to drink tea. He hurriedly lifted the quilt and rummaged through the ground for clothes.

"Little brother, you got up so early today." The woman behind her was awakened by Wu Hao's movement, and she didn't care about the exposed Xue greasy.

She supported her head with one hand, and put one hand on her long curly legs, and said delicately:

"The sisters all said, you are a gardener who works from morning to night. Why do you get up at this time today? Am I not charming enough?"

What does this have to do with being charming?I'm blind and can't tell what's fascinating or not. I only know that if I don't go home now, the old man will enforce the family law for me...

Wu Hao turned around, looked at the hot woman and said with a smile:

"Xiao Lan, what are you talking about, is there a more attractive woman here than you? I suddenly remembered that I have something to deal with. I will come to talk to you when I have free time in a few days."

The smile on the woman's face was slightly stiff, her eyes turned to resentment, she pursed her red lips and said quietly, "Sister Xiaolan asked for leave yesterday..."

I have always only recorded number plates. Wu Hao's zipper movement paused slightly and said with a smile:

"I'm just joking with you. How can I not remember your name, Xiaoqing, right? I'll find you another day."

Wu Hao put on his clothes, went to the bathroom to wash briefly, then walked to the door, and in the middle of the way, he showed a sunny smile to the woman who was rolling stockings on her legs.

"Boss, walk slowly." The woman replied with a charming smile, and at the same time did not forget to remind: "It's called Xiaoyue, don't remember it wrong next time~"

I never look back. Wu Hao twisted the door handle for a brief moment, but he didn't stop and left the room.

Come to the hall.

Wu Hao handed out his bank card to the front desk and said with a smile, "Miss, please settle the consumption of Lanxiang Pavilion, thank you."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The lady at the front desk showed a professional smile while taking the bank card.

But when she called up Lanxiang Pavilion's consumption record, the palm of her hand holding the mouse trembled slightly, and the professional smile on her face was a little stiff.

Fourteen days, 36 people...

She has been working as a receptionist here for a while, and she has never seen such a tossing customer. Is this a humanoid teddy?

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Just when the female front desk was about to swipe the card, the lobby manager trotted to greet him and reprimanded the front desk:
"I don't know the rules, didn't I tell you that Lanxiang Pavilion's consumption is free of charge?"

When did you ask me, the lady at the front desk looked blank, but for the sake of her job, she would definitely not dismantle the manager:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this gentleman is my negligence."

"Master Wu, she's a new temporary worker, don't know her in the same way." After the front desk apologized, the manager turned around and smiled at Wu Hao:

"What are you paying for here? If our boss Zhao knows this, I won't be able to keep my job."

"If you don't let me pay the bill, you will lose more than just your job." Wu Hao still had a smile like a spring breeze on his face:
"All walks of life must abide by their duties, especially in an industry like yours, if you don't know the rules, you can't do it for long."

"Miss, please continue to help me with the checkout." Wu Hao pressed his fingers lightly on the bar.

Out of the Tianxiang Club.

Wu Hao turned the car keys in his hand, and glanced at this high-end leisure club integrating golf, shooting, and bowling from a distance, with a regretful expression.

Although this clubhouse has a complete set of projects and can be called a one-stop service, it will not come again in the future.

He just played here for a while, and the lobby manager can know his identity. Obviously, the boss should have some background, but he is not enough.

Money is easy to repay, but favors are hard to repay. Wu Hao would not let people break through the line of defense from him in order to save some money.

Turning the key in his hand, Wu Hao walked to the locomotive not far away, and drove the little brother's locomotive home. Didn't he just stay with Wen Yan during this time?

Thinking of this, Wu Hao slightly raised the corner of his mouth, good brothers should have difficulties together.

……

Years.

Wen Yan lay on his back on the sofa, holding the phone between his head, as if he was arguing with someone.

"No. 12?" Wen Yan said into the receiver: "Why do you have to wait until No. 12, anyway, it's all my money, so you can't be flexible, can you settle it now?"

"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, this is the rule of our Music Billboard. The copyright fee of each singer is settled on time on the No. 12 of the next month. I don't have the authority to settle it for you in advance." A polite voice came from the receiver female voice.

"You don't have authority, so I won't embarrass you anymore." Wen Yan said understandingly.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Wen, and I wish you a happy life." A polite answer came from the receiver.

"Don't, don't, don't hang up first." Wen Yan naturally knew that this is the exclusive term for customer service to hang up.

"Do you have anything else to do?" The customer service reminded politely: "We've been chatting for more than ten minutes, and I really can't help you solve this problem."

"You can't do anything, is it because the permissions are not enough?"

Wen Yan was very considerate to help out with ideas: "Can you help me transfer your manager? I'm so poor now that I can't solve the problem. Let him help me with accommodation."

"I'm an old partner of your Music Billboard, and there will be many collaborations in the future."

While drawing the pie, Wen Yan cryptically took out a bargaining chip:

"Miss, you don't want your music chart to lose me, a musician who is a regular on the hot-selling chart, right?"

"Cough cough." The customer service was obviously shocked by Wen Yan's stalking, she cleared her throat and said:

"Mr. Wen, I'm the customer service manager of the Music Billboard. I really can't do what you said..."

As Wen Yan said, he is a frequent visitor on the hot-selling list. For such musicians, the Music Billboard naturally attaches great importance to him. Therefore, the customer service manager has always been the one who connects with him.

"Ah, it turns out that you are the manager, Miss. This is really wet respect." Wen Yan's face turned a corner, and naturally he would not feel embarrassed:
"Sister Manager, I think there are loopholes in your payment system. It is necessary for you to report it to the leaders."

"Hey, look at the serious workers. The company also allows them to advance their wages in advance. Can't we musicians settle the song version fees in advance? You are discrimination, blatant discrimination."

"Mr. Wen, our Music Billboard has always respected musicians very much." The customer service manager said helplessly: "I will respond to it as appropriate."

"Then you have to hurry up. I'm so poor now that I can't open the pot. If you delay the remittance until the 12th of next month, you can only burn the copyright fee to me."

Wen Yan did not forget to explain the process of burning paper: "Remember that when burning paper, choose it at midnight, and draw a circle in front of my grave to tell those lonely ghosts around me that this is my copyright fee. "

"Mr. Wen, can we talk about the sun room?" The customer service manager was overwhelmed by Wen Yan's chat, so she was no longer polite:
"Our music billboard business does not include remittances from the underworld. If you have an accident, we will call the copyright fee to your family. Please don't worry about this. Finally, I wish you..."

"I wish you a happy life." Before the customer service manager could finish speaking, Wen Yan decisively hung up the phone.

Wen Yan is not a maverick. If there is no music billboard, there is a precedent for helping musicians to settle copyright fees in advance. Naturally, he will not make such a request to customer service.

But Fang Nanxuan had done it before. This was the "glorious deed" that Old Man Fang showed to him when Wen Yan was chatting with him.

Fang Nanxuan, a man who broke the precedent of the music chart and settled the royalties in advance.

Looking at the hung up call, Wen Yan was not discouraged, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I will be serious about my career in the future."

That's right, he will urge the customer service to settle the royalties. In addition to the objective fact that he is very short of money now, there is also some meaning to prove his self-worth.

The results obtained were also very touching. Although the Music Billboard had the customer service manager specially responsible for contacting him, it was impossible to settle the copyright fee in advance.

Still not big enough!

He still has a long way to go from Fang Nanxuan's coffee position.

Music Billboard, customer service department.

"Dududu." Listening to the blind tone coming from the earphones, the customer service manager slumped back on the seat, the plump in front of him undulating, as if he had been collapsed.

She bit her red lips and scolded viciously: "This guy is a bastard, it's okay to ask too much, and he dares to steal my lines?"

"Manager Sun, what's the matter with you?" the young customer service girl next to her asked thoughtfully, "Which musician is this calling? You are so mad at you?"

"Wen Yan is the genius songwriter and songwriter who has been very popular on the Internet recently. I don't think he's a genius but a wonderful person. I've worked for more than ten years, and aside from that Fang Nanxuan, this is the first time I've met someone who asked for money in advance."

Manager Sun frowned and said, "Why is he a musician? He's clearly a money fan. How can an official platform like the Music Billboard still owe him copyright fees?"

It turned out to be my husband. After seeing Wen Yan's interview video, the customer service girl has become a fan of Wen Yan's circle, and she simply likes his appearance.

The customer service girl blinked her eyes and explained:
"Maybe he is really short of money. After all, he is still young. He doesn't have savings like old musicians, and young people's expenses are relatively large. Besides, it is not that we have not set such a precedent..."

"Which side are you from?" Manager Sun was a little at a loss: "Can he compare with that music geek like Fang Nanxuan?"

This girl usually looks very clever and knows to follow the leader's wishes. How can she help Wen Yan speak?
……

Years.

"Crash."

It's been almost half an hour, and the sound of the shower in the bathroom still doesn't mean to stop. Wang Luoqi is still taking a shower inside.

"Sister Luo Qi, are you okay?" Wen Yan urged inside.

After a few seconds of pause, Wang Luoxi's response came out:
"Wait a while. If you want to use the toilet, go upstairs."

"Oh, then you wash slowly, I'm not in a hurry." Wen Yan lowered his head and continued to chat with Wu Hao.

He would urge Wang Luoqi loudly, because he was also worried about accidents. After all, the big sister used to take a bath within 15 minutes, and it could be done.

Today was significantly more than usual.

Looking at the bold ideas sent by Brother Ritian on the mobile phone, Wen Yan decisively chose to refuse, why would a brain-dead person be in trouble with him?
Wu Hao spent half a month in the clubhouse and enjoyed the service like a king, but now he wants to use him as a shield. Isn't this a joke!
He Wen Xiaoyan is a good boy in the eyes of his elders, how could he be in the same boat as a prodigal son like Wu Hao?
5 minute later.

"Squeak!" There was a sound from the bathroom, Wen Yan followed the sound and saw a picture of Luo Qi out of the bath.

At this moment, Wang Luoxi, wearing a bathrobe that covered the outline of his thighs, walked out of the bathroom slowly, and looked at Wen Yan from this angle:

She was wearing pink sandals on her feet, with three-dimensional and rounded feet, white and delicate toes, ivory luster as she looked up, and slender and fair calf curves.

During the walk, the bathrobe fluttered slightly, outlining the plump and full upturn, and then the sturdy waist that was suddenly closed, and the pride that became more and more full with age.

"Sister Luo Qi, who are you?" Wen Yan was a little puzzled, how did he come out wrapped in a bath towel.

"I promised to help you make an appointment with Ye Qiuyan, but I definitely can't wear the sportswear just now. Since I'm going to change into formal clothes later, I'm too lazy to go back and forth." Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes.

Are you sure you are not tempting me, looking at the big sister who is showing the style of the royal sister, Wen Yan swallowed.

"Sister Luo Qi, go and change your clothes, don't wait to catch a cold." Wen Yan turned his eyes away calmly, and he would make a fool of himself if he continued to look at it.

"Oh, okay." Wang Luoqi turned around and walked upstairs. As she walked up the stairs, she couldn't help raising the corner of her mouth.

Hmph, the little red guy with a thief heart but no guts, I'm so greedy for you!

A few minutes later, Wang Luoqi changed into a formal suit and walked down. She tied her hair and asked:

"Who were you on the phone with just now, for so long?"

"It's Brother Hao, he said that his dad is in the capital today, let's have dinner in the evening." Wen Yan didn't want Wang Luoxi to know the glorious deeds of "debt collection".

"By the way, my mother prepared a gift for my uncle before the business trip. It's in her room. I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."

Second floor, master bedroom.

Looking at the dazzling array of cosmetics in front of the dressing table, Wen Yan smacked her tongue secretly, the old aunt was really willing to spend money on herself.

He casually picked up a bottle of beautifully shaped lotion, and in a ignorant and ignorant tone, looked at Wang Luoxi who was looking for something in the cabinet and asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, how much is this?"

"Ten thousand."

"Fuck, so expensive?" Wen Yan quickly put it down.

"What about this?" Wen Yan picked up a box of facial masks again.

Wang Luoqi rolled his eyes: "One and a half I fuck..."

Sister Luo Qi, the character of your aloof female president has collapsed. Looking at the eldest sister who is spitting out fragrance, Wen Yan's lips moved, but after all, she did not break the stage.

"Hey, what is this?" This time Wang Luoxi, who was looking for gifts, started to make a fuss.

She was holding a pink object in her hand, similar to a hairdressing iron. After pressing the switch, it twisted slightly, making a "humming" sound.

Looking at the reputation, Wen Yan almost fell to the ground.

As a senior LSP, he may not understand cosmetics, but he knows this thing.

Unexpectedly, the dignified old aunt, even...

(End of this chapter)