American Peanuts

Chapter 61 More motivated

Late at night, Charlie rushed to a private medical center in Nashville.

After entering the elevator, Charlie deliberately grabbed his hair a few times and made it messy. He rubbed his eyes hard, making them red and swollen. When he went out, he got some water on his face and wiped his face, making himself look haggard and messy. appearance.Then she called Artis to ask for the specific ward number.

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At the same time, in the VIP ward, Stephanie and Artis were eating nuts while talking and laughing.

Stephanie was lying on the bed, holding a handful of pecans in her hand, and said proudly while smacking them:

"How could she ever hit me? Are you kidding me? I punched her until she turned into a panda. I was an aerobics athlete in high school, even though I was a substitute."

Halfway through, Stephanie adjusted the pecan in her mouth to the left tooth. She had not yet gotten used to the life of losing her right back molar.

"Do you really think the people in our headquarters are easy to bully?" Atis sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed.

Although the two often quarrel, whenever outsiders appear, they will clearly stand on one side.

Just then, the phone suddenly rang.

"It's coming, it's coming, get ready." When Atis saw that it was Charlie calling, she stood up immediately.

"So fast?" Stephanie didn't care so much, threw the nut shell in her hand on the table, and lay down on the bed, with an expression that was half-dead in pain.

Artis gave her an OK gesture and went out to answer the phone.

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"That woman was really cruel. Her teeth were knocked out. She was so rude."

As soon as she saw Charlie, Artis gritted her teeth and said the first sentence.

Charlie did not respond, but talked about another thing:

"I haven't had time to ask you, why do you have time to come here? Who is handling the company's affairs?"

"No matter what happens, even if something happens, your two men are still rushing to do it. I've been playing Spider Solitaire for two days." Artis complained.

Okay, this woman is fighting, and the man is also fighting openly and secretly...

"Let's not talk about it for now, how about the two of us in the ward? They don't live in the same room, right?" Charlie then asked.

Artis sneered: "How is it possible? Those two people will never figure it out. Faith Hill is upstairs."

"Stephanie's parents came here this afternoon. They were supposed to stay to take care of her, but I asked the two of them to go back. It was said that there was friction at work, and it was considered a work-related injury."

While the two were talking, they heard a painful wail coming from the room.

"Ouch, I feel bad ~ nurse, nurse?"

"Come in and take a look." Artis helped push Charlie through the door.

As soon as she came in, she saw Stephanie lying on her side on the bed, with one hand stretched out of the bed, her sleeves rolled up, and her white forearms were covered with scabbed scratches.

Her eyelids were drooped, and her mouth kept making hoarse sounds, as if she was terminally ill.

"Ouch, ouch." The other hand covered the left half of his cheek.

When she heard the door open, she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw it was Charlie, her eyes suddenly became aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes, bright and full.

All I have to say is: Why did you come?

"Uh, it's not the right tooth you lost?" Charlie was a little confused.

"The left side of my face hurts too, and I was slapped by that woman!" Stephanie raised her eyebrows and began to complain.

Charlie took a glance and saw a large pile of dried fruits on the cabinet, and he already understood what was going on.

"In all my life, I have never suffered this kind of injustice!"

"Last night, I was in so much pain that I couldn't sleep!"

"You just have to figure it out. From now on, she will be there without me!"

She curled her lips and vowed to fight Faith to the end. Then she noticed Charlie's haggard expression and knew that he had worked tirelessly to come back quickly, and she suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

"Hey." She sighed, then her eyes became determined, and then she suddenly said: "This matter has nothing to do with you. I will solve it myself!"

"How are you going to solve it?" Charlie asked hesitantly.

"Taylor earns the money, so what does it have to do with her? I can do the same thing she does." Stephanie fell into thinking.

"I've thought about it, starting from tomorrow, I will start to increase the amount of updates, and then start recruiting investors. You have to transfer a few people to me to set up a studio, not only your related accounts, but also those of other girls. In short, we have to start a comprehensive commercial operation. I calculated that including editing, planning, post-production, and photography, we currently need at least 20 people." She said with high spirits.

In fact, it can be seen from the fact that Stephanie jumped from a second-hand housing agent to the owner of a rental company that she is a relatively smart woman.

This description reminded Charlie of the mcn organization in his previous life, which can be said to be the prototype of mcn.

The reason why she did this was obviously because some of Faith's words had touched her self-esteem, and she also wanted to gain a "status" advantage through this method.

Everyone is working in the company in name, so whoever earns more money will speak harder.

"Start making arrangements for me early tomorrow morning. Let me think about it. You first allocate manpower from the network technology department and the editorial department, so that we can start work immediately. If there are not enough, we will recruit more. What do you think?"

If she had a "get the job done" attitude before, now she seems to be more proactive.

"Sounds good." Charlie said honestly.

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When I came upstairs, I saw Danielle sitting on a chair outside the room, her head lowered, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Charlie walked over and sat down. Danielle suddenly raised her head and saw that it was Charlie. She suddenly said helplessly:
"Look at the good things you've done."

"What happened in the manor?" Charlie asked.

After going abroad for five days, Danielle talked to him on the phone three times. At that time, she said that everything was fine and everyone was in harmony.Looking at it now, the contradiction was laid down at that time.

"I also have a problem, and I don't want to distract you. Speaking of which, it was just a trivial matter between women at first, then it turned into an open and secret fight, and then it turned into a quarrel. I let the two of them separate, thinking that things would calm down temporarily. , I’ll solve it after you come back. I didn’t expect it to turn out like this.” Danielle explained with a wry smile while shaking her head.

"You go back first, I'll watch from here."

After Danielle left, Charlie stood at the door and looked in. He originally thought Danielle had fallen asleep, but he saw her standing in front of the window.

The window was opened, and the breeze blew the curtains, swaying and floating.

Charlie pushed the door open and heard Faith making a long "Ah~~" sound.

Opening your voice in the middle of the night?
Faith heard the door open and turned her head.When he saw it was Charlie, he smiled sheepishly, probably knowing that he had done something wrong.

It's just that there's a big black spot in his right eye, and this expression is a bit unspeakably funny.

She doesn't have as many petty tempers and thoughts as Stephanie, but she's not ready to give up either.

"You said you wanted me to come back." She suddenly said, "I'm going to re-record the past few albums."

Re-recording old songs is a way to circumvent the copyright of the former club's songs.Find the former songwriters, re-authorize, re-record, re-arrange and produce, so that you hold the copyright of the new song in your own hands.

There are many singers who do this, such as Wang Xinling, or Taylor Swift many years later.

"I've already got in touch with several musicians I've worked with. I'll come to find the recording studio. You don't have to worry about anything, just pay for it."

"But when the time comes, you have to help me promote it, especially your social, social, accounts, and accounts." Faith added.

Why does it look like a storm is coming?
(End of this chapter)