Reborn to be a richest man in life

"So this is your office? I always thought you worked above the bar?"

Looking at the high-end and solemn decoration, Gao mu can hardly believe that this will be Shangguan mintao's office.

Even if she looks sassy at ordinary times, she can't change the fact that she is a woman, a charming and ruthless woman.

"Drink tea!" I still feel like drinking tea in such an environment: "seriously, don't tell me it's yuanqinghua?"

Gao Mu doesn't know about porcelain, but he has heard of Yuan blue and white, so looking at a white and blue, he thinks it should be blue and white porcelain.

"Oh, you still know this! You don't know much about porcelain, do you?"

Shangguan mintao knows that there are many magical places in Gao mu. To be honest, if he says he knows ceramics, she is not surprised!

"The plain embryo outlines that the blue and white brush edge turns from thick to light. The peony depicted in the bottle body is like your first makeup. I know clearly that the sky is blue and so on. While I'm waiting for you, the cooking smoke curls up and thousands of miles across the river. At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty..."

He doesn't understand, but Fang Wenshan and Zhou Dong understand. It's written in the lyrics.

"Hey, what's this song? It's very National. The lyrics are so beautiful..."

Shangguan mintao listened to Gao Mu's humming in surprise. Half of the tea in his hand stopped.

"This song is OK. It's from a friend, but it hasn't been published. I will say so."

Gao Mu didn't accurately carry Dong Zhou's songs. Although he hasn't made a debut yet, he believes his friend Jay Chou won't refuse.

"Your friend is not the one who wrote those songs before?"

Shangguan mintao's eyes looked up and down at Gao mu, and then continued to make tea.

"No, didn't you hear a few words just now? You should be able to feel it. Is this a completely different style?"

Gao Mu knows that Shangguan mintao has long suspected that the songs were made by himself. The so-called friends and classmates are just a cover.

But Shangguan mintao didn't say it clearly, and he wouldn't take the initiative to admit it. He wouldn't do anything frank and lenient.

"The sky is blue and waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you... It's so nice."

Shangguan mintao handed Gao Mu a cup of tea in his hand and sang softly. It was not a loss that he was a former singer. He just listened to it once and sang it again in one key.

Gao Mu carries the clear tea in his hand. There are countless fluff floating in the clear and warm water, and the green clover buds keep rolling.

I don't know how beautiful the three leaves are.

"It's worthy of being a singer. It seems that the basic skills have not fallen over the years!"

"Of course, this is the love of my life. Where does it mean that you can abandon it when you abandon it? Although it is a little deserted, the foundation is still good. In the first half of the year, I had restorative training for several months in order to record those songs. Now I'm in the best state. How about singing no worse than you?"

Shangguan mintao had never talked to Gao mu in her previous life, but Gao Mu knew she had been a singer.

Of course, he doesn't know what kind of singer he is, in what circle and at what level. He doesn't have the impression of Shangguan mintao in his memory.

Not out of the circle doesn't mean Shangguan mintao has no strength. There are many folk experts who have lost the world.

"Don't put a high hat on me. What you say is also professional. My music theory level is the simplified score level. I only know a little about the staff score."

"Knowing music doesn't mean you can write and sing good songs, and not knowing it doesn't mean you don't have outstanding talent. Music songs come from the most simple life."

"Well, don't promote singing to such an advanced level in order to compliment me. By the way, what about the CD you recorded in Shanghai last time? Aren't you going to play it to me?"

He knows better than anyone what bottle he is, how much water there is in the bottle and why it swings so loud.

Some things can't be said, can't be said!

"Oh, I forgot this. Wait a minute, I'll play it for you."

Walking to an inconspicuous wall, he grabbed a blue and white porcelain said by Gao mu. After taking a mysterious look at Gao mu, Shangguan mintao took a mysterious look at Gao Mu and turned his hand slightly.

Creak, creak... It's a wall, but it opens slowly from it, revealing a set of sound equipment.

Mechanism!

It never occurred to me that Shangguan mintao's office had such a wonderful design, even with a mechanism.

It seems that the antique on the surface may not be true. Maybe there are modern things hidden below.

"Is this your office? It's so magical that it's not hidden in the bedroom and secret escape?"

This is the top floor of the women's hotel and the headquarters of Shangguan mintao women's group. Gao Mu's guess is not unreasonable.

"Guess?" Shangguan mintao said with a smile, "I have mechanism traps everywhere. You should be careful."

"True or false?"

Gao Mu patted the sofa under his ass hard for fear that he would poke countless sharp knives from below and tie his ass into a kaleidoscope.

"Hahaha... Take your time to find the secret. I'll play a song for you. Please help Gao."

"It's a waste of time for you to put a set of audio equipment in such a mechanism. At least let's have a set of home theater!"

It's a waste not to watch movies in such a big office!

"Give you another chance. Guess if I have a home theater here?"

"Yes or no?"

"Let you guess, what are you asking me for?"

"I guess so, and you should have a hidden bedroom here. I think your home theater should be suitable for connecting bedrooms together."

Gao Mu began to try to recall the corridor pattern and distance before Shangguan mintao took him into the office after he came out of the elevator.

Then silently observed the internal pattern of the office, pointed to the right and said, "if I guessed right, the secret should be here?"

"It's really a set. You guessed it right. But you won't win a prize if you guessed it right. Private boudoirs are not allowed for idle men."

This office has been designed and decorated since the decoration of the women's hotel. There are many doorways in it.

Gao Mu was disappointed. He was going to have a long experience. Unfortunately, Shangguan mintao didn't have a chance at all.

Hey, I think I was also the one who slept in her bed, but now I have become an idle man.

Depressed~

When the music starts, the first song is the closing of the bar. It can be seen that Shangguan mintao still likes this song very much.

Different voices and different singing methods. Because Gao Mu only gave the general lyrics and music scores, Shangguan mintao rearranged the music according to his love and ability.

It is somewhat different from the original song, but the overall taste is still there. Each era has different social customs.

This edition of Shangguan mintao should be more suitable for people now and can arouse resonance and empathy in this era.

At least she is like this. She will be very involved in singing. Now she is still immersed in listening.

With a glass of red wine in hand, the whole person leaned slightly aside, facing the sunlight refracted in the French window, and slowly became infatuated with it.

Gao Mu was also confused when he saw this scene. The office in the afternoon could be so beautiful.

The green tea in my hand suddenly stopped smelling.

"Give me another red bar, or I don't think it's worthy of this song."

Gao Mu put down the tea cup, said it himself, walked to the bar, picked up the wine cup and filled it for himself.

The shaking red wine glass and the closed bar on the back are still delicious, although not violent enough.

"You like this song very much?"

"It's OK. It's OK when recording and singing. It's that every time I listen to it, I always think of something I've been immersed in for a long time."

"Would that be too sad?"

"What resonates with people is often sadness, and joy can't reach the hearts of the people."

"Yes!"

Gao Mu's glass gently touched Shangguan mintao's glass, and leisurely Mi took a sip, walked to the window and looked into the distance.

Why isn't he sad?

Just don't want to think about it!

Now he just wants to look forward. After everything, he would rather forget than.

Can you really forget?

Is there something you can forget if you want to forget?

"By the way, how many songs did you record together last time you went to Shanghai?"

Gao Mu always wanted to ask. It's a pity that they missed it perfectly last time in Shanghai.

"I left three of those songs you gave me, and all the rest was for my friends in Hong Kong. I told you that she was very happy and always told me to thank you for giving you a chance to go to Hong Kong. You must find her."

The song cuts into the next one, and Shangguan mintao's glass of wine also ends.

"There must be some opportunities." Gao Mu raised his mouth. "Just be satisfied. Satisfaction means I didn't take her money in vain. Of course, there is your money."

Although Shangguan mintao always said he didn't pay, Gaomu believed that at least three of the more than 200000 song selling money were from Shangguan mintao.

"I'm not short of money, but you should need money very much at that time. And you sell songs and I buy songs. It's a fair deal. You really don't have to think too much. Isn't that good! Besides, I only gave money for two of them, but you gave it to me for nothing."

That sounds like paying two for one, but in fact the total amount of money she gave hasn't changed.

Gao Mu knows all this and keeps it in mind. He believes that Shangguan mintao will have a chance to repay him one day.

Ten times a hundred times, no more words.

"You has the final say, I think you are not short of this money," said Gao mu, referring to the huge office: "did you write all the three songs?"

"I'm not that powerful. It's a friend in Shanghai. Why, you don't want to find a master who can arrange music?"

She doesn't mix in the music circle, but many of her friends she used to know are still insiders. She doesn't lack such resources.

"That's not true. I just think they are so powerful and curious." Gao Mu shook his head.

Shangguan mintao lifted his long hair: "it's not easy. I'll introduce you to Shanghai next time."

Gao Mu's eyes brightened: "this can be!"