The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 961 Don't dare to get angry with the boss, so I can only pass it on to Haimil (2000+)

When Hai Mier came to the recording studio, it was already noon, and several staff members were sitting in their seats eating boxed lunches, and when they saw her come in, they nodded their heads as a greeting.

Haimiler smiled and waved her hand to greet everyone, but she didn't see Zhang Wei, so she asked curiously, "Where's Teacher Zhang Wei?"

One of the staff babbled loudly in the recording studio, "Hey, what's inside,"

Haimil looked in the direction pointed by the staff. Behind the large glass window, Zhang Wei was sitting in front of the equipment and making adjustments.

Pushing open the door of the recording studio, Haimiler called softly when he walked in, "Mr. Zhang," Zhang Wei turned his eyes and glanced over. The expression on his face was not pretty, and he spoke with the same sternness.

"Come here to record so late, you think this is your home, you can come over whenever you want, and leave whenever you want!"

Haimil...

He lowered his head, pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry," it was the first time he was criticized so harshly, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Hmph, don't tell me you're sorry," Zhang Wei snorted coldly, scanned Hai Mier's body once, saw a small purple mark on her right neck, and said coldly, "I It's a recording studio, not a vegetable market, if you want to make an album, you have to follow my rules, if you can't bear the hardship, just tell me in advance, I don't have time to waste time with you!"

Hai Mier's lips were tightly pursed, like a child reprimanded by a teacher for doing something wrong, she lowered her head and murmured, "It won't happen in the future."

Looking away, Zhang Weiwei said coldly while adjusting the equipment, "Call home, it will take at least a week to get out of the recording studio, don't give up halfway, I don't have time to fight a protracted war with you."

"Got it," Haimiler secretly raised his eyes to look at Zhang Weiyi, then took out his mobile phone from his jeans pocket, turned around and went out to call his family.

Watching Hai Mier walk out of the lounge, several staff members gossiped while eating lunch, "Hey, did you see, our talented man is really angry," although Zhang Wei couldn't hear what Zhang Wei was saying through the glass window, but he People outside could clearly see the displeased expression.

"I thought this Haimil was special, but I didn't expect it to be no exception."

"Heh, what do you know?" Another sneered who didn't quite agree, "The great talent is jealous of the boss, and he dare not get angry with the boss, so he can only pass it on to Hai Mier..."

"The work is not very good, and she is quite talented like a woman who chews her tongue." Several people turned their heads and looked at the direction Hai Mier went out, gossiping. They didn't know that Zhang Wei had already come out of the recording studio inside and stood in front of the door. With a gloomy face, after several people turned back, they said coldly, "Everyone prepare me mentally, no one is allowed to leave this album before the recording is finished!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the lounge and closed the door with a bang.

Outside, Haimiler was standing a little further away from the lounge, still talking on the phone with Chu Silu, holding the phone to his ears with both hands, suppressing his voice.

"...Uncle, Mr. Zhang said it will take a week to leave... No, he will lose his temper... What? Give him the phone?"

Speaking of this, Haimiler looked embarrassed, pouted and muttered, "I don't want it anymore, he won't be happy,"

"Who wants to talk to me on the phone?" A cold voice sounded behind him, without any emotion, Haimiler was startled, almost threw the phone away, and turned around to Zhang Wei, showing nervousness on his face.

He was too focused on talking to Chu Silu, so he didn't know when Zhang Wei came behind him, and he didn't know how much he heard on the phone with Chu Shushu.

Holding the phone in his hand, he said perfunctorily, "No, no one."

"Give it to me!" Looking at Hai Mier coldly, Zhang Wei spread out his hands. A talented man, his thin fingers are clearly knuckles when stretched out. His fingertips are covered with a thin layer of calluses. Or the traces left by playing other musical instruments.

Haimil...

Holding the mobile phone and biting his lip, he looked at Zhang Wei, without moving. Chu Silu's voice came again through the receiver, "Mier, Zhang Wei is by your side? Give him the phone, and I'll tell him..."

"No, no, he's not here..." Haimiler denied, but her eyes were fixed on Zhang Wei. After speaking, she suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly put the phone down to cut off the call with Chu Silu .

On the opposite side, Zhang Wei still had his hands spread out in front of his face, looking at Hai Mier, his handsome face was covered with a layer of coldness, "Give it to me, I'll talk to President Chu."

"Mi'er, give Zhang Wei the phone!" Chu Silu's voice came from the phone. Although the speaker was not turned on, it was enough for the two of them to hear.

He sighed deeply.Haimiler put her mobile phone into Zhang Wei's hand, who gave her a glance, then turned and went away when he stuck the mobile phone to his ear.

Zhang Wei's actions obviously didn't want Haimil to hear him communicating with Chu Silu, he exhaled again, Haimil drooped his shoulders and teased his fingers boredly.

From a distance of five meters away, I don't know what Chu Silu said. Haimil only heard Zhang Wei say, "If you enter my territory, you must obey me, or take her back!" Taking the opportunity for Li to continue speaking, he directly cut off the call.

When he returned to Hai Mier, he weighed the phone in his palm and said, "I'll borrow it first, mine is out of battery."

After speaking, he put Haimil's mobile phone into the big pocket of the jungle pants, and strode into the recording studio.

Haimil...

Puffing his cheeks, he also walked back.

Chu Silu was not willing to make Haimi too tired, but he was in this industry and knew the rules of this industry. It is most common for artists to stay up all night when they are filming or recording songs. Studio supervision is also not an easy task.

It's just that his attitude is too tough, and he dared to yell at his boss, making people very uncomfortable.

Chu Silu held the mobile phone that Zhang Wei hung up, his black eyes tightened, and when the corners of his lips were raised, a stream of light slipped from the bottom of his eyes.

It seemed that he was so used to his artists that they dared to yell at him.

Suddenly retracting his gaze, he put the phone on the desk. It is not too late to deal with some things after Hai Mier finished recording the album, because there is still one important thing to deal with, that is, the one who was stabbed by Liang Kaola. Simon Huo in the hospital.

The singer at the nightclub said that Liang Kaola was seriously injured by Simon Huo, but there was no record in the interrogation records...

He grabbed the landline and called Tang Zhu in, and told him what he wanted. Simon Huo is a womanizer, and what his company lacks most is beautiful girls.

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Tonight, the Hai family's villa.

After dinner, the Hegsons sat in the living room with their daughter and chatted.

Ever since Chu Silu sent Haimiler back that day, she has never entered the gate of the Hai family. As a mother, Huang Minzhu is very worried about her daughter.
While peeling an apple, he inquired, "Lan'er, how is your relationship with Si Lu? Why hasn't he been a guest at home for a long time?"

(End of this chapter)