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

As a former senior producer of Xueqiu Entertainment, Qiao Sheng was naturally taken to meet Zhao Qiang on the day he made his work badge. Zhao Qiang also remembered this young man, after all, he looked different from everyone in the production department. He was handsome and stood out from the crowd. Seeing that Lin Moxue and Yang Yue's eyes were on Qiao Sheng, Zhao Qiang pretended to be surprised and said, "No way, you really just found a random guy to be a producer?"

He looked at Qiao Sheng with disdain: "I remember this guy. He came to the company before we left."

"So I said that the boss Lin Moxue has no vision. He just found a freshly graduated college student and thought he could be a producer. What kind of songs can he write? Children's songs?"

"Children's songs?" Qiao Sheng put down his chopsticks and nodded as if he had thought of something.

Yes, children's songs!

How could I forget this.

Qiao Sheng did think of a children's song, but it was not about two tigers or the bridge in front of the door, but "The Lone Brave Man" which inexplicably became a children's song in his previous life.

If Zhao Qiang hadn't mentioned it, he might not have remembered it.

Write it down quickly!

Seeing Qiao Sheng take out his mobile phone and type, Zhao Qiang laughed.

"What's the matter? Are you really writing a nursery rhyme? Are you crying for your dad or your mom?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

Qiao Sheng ignored him and wrote down the song title in his memo.

Seeing Qiao Sheng ignored him, Zhao Qiang thought he was easy to bully.

"Why don't you talk? Someone is talking to you, little mute."

"People?" Qiao Sheng was puzzled. He turned his head and looked around, wondering, "Where are the people? I only heard the dog barking."

"Who do you say is the dog?"

Hearing Qiao Sheng's words, Zhao Qiang stood up and glared at him.

Qiao Sheng put away his phone, pulled out the chair and stood up.

"Who recognizes who is the dog? Don't you understand such simple Mandarin?" He slowly walked towards Zhao Qiang, "You'd better not talk to me. If you say something and I have to reply, it will seem like I'm arguing with a dog in the eyes of others. It's stupid."

Qiao Sheng is a otaku, but it doesn't mean he has no temper.

In his previous life, he had smashed countless keyboards in front of his boss in the company.

As for physical contact, it was not worth physical contact for such a small amount of rubbish.

There is a warning: Don't fight! If you lose, you will be hospitalized, if you win, you will go to jail, and you will have to pay compensation.

Adhering to the principle of never using physical contact when you can force someone, he walked straight to Zhao Qiang and stood in front of him, lowering his head and looking at him with a half-smile.

Qiao Sheng smiled with a hint of sarcasm: "Do you know why Mo Xue never tried to keep you? Because everything that can be taken away by others is all garbage."

Can't stand it anymore! Hurry up! Hurry up and hit me! Yes, hit me on the left cheek with your right fist! I will lie down and choose a car immediately.

If you want to ask Qiao Sheng where he got the confidence, it is the confidence given by the rule of law society.

Qiao Sheng knew that Yang Yue was recording the video, and he wanted Zhao Qiang to punch him in the heart.

If Zhao Qiang didn't want to go to jail at that time, he would not only have to pay compensation, but he would also make him kneel down and call Lin Mo Xue daddy.

Zhao Qiang clenched his fists until the joints turned white. He was so angry that he was shaking, but he still didn't dare to attack Qiao Sheng.

He didn't dare.

Qiao Sheng was 1.85 meters tall, and his previous life loved to exercise. Although his body was not sharp, it had certain lines.

Zhao Qiang was only 1.7 meters tall, almost a head shorter than Qiao Sheng.

In addition, he sat in the office for many years and lacked exercise. Standing next to the tall Qiao Sheng, he looked a little hunched for some reason.

If these two people fought, Qiao Sheng would have to kneel on his knees and beg Zhao Qiang, who had fainted, not to die in less than three minutes.

Facing Qiao Sheng's oppressive eyes, Zhao Qiang was angry or afraid in his heart, only he knew.

"Am I wrong? Producers are not just cats and dogs. If you have the ability, you can write songs."

Zhao Qiang spoke again, his tone had been much more restrained, revealing a sense of cowardice.

Despite Qiao Sheng's provocation, Zhao Qiang still didn't dare to make a move. He knew that Zhao Qiang was just a slender man with a beautiful appearance.

If he really had a conflict with such a person, he wouldn't be able to fight at all.

Oh, it's worth the crazy look I developed in my previous life for quarreling with my boss. Zhao Qiang was still afraid.

Qiao Sheng secretly praised himself in his heart and cast a look at Lin Yixiang.

What he meant was, OK, old man, the enemy has been beaten to a low health by me, you can finish him off.

I don't know if he really understood Qiao Sheng's look, Lin Yixiang replied: "It's just writing a song,

What's so difficult about it?"

Zhao Qiang opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was immediately interrupted by Qiao Sheng.

"People like you, who have a head just to raise the average height of Chinese middle-aged people, must want to say something next."

Qiao Sheng imitated Zhao Qiang's behavior and said in a mean way: "What kind of songs can a nobody like you write?"

"How about we make a bet?" Qiao Sheng's eyes flashed with a light.

"Bet? What bet?"

"We have also submitted manuscripts to Dong Xiang's studio. How about we bet on which song of mine and yours will be selected by Director Dong Xiang."

"Okay! What's the bet? Let's sign a contract now!" Zhao Qiang was also angry and immediately agreed.

"Contract? Oh, forget it." Qiao Sheng pretended to be thoughtful, then shook his head, "How dare I bet with you, a rubbish without a sense of contract. After all, you just used the contract to cheat your old boss..."

Zhao Qiang was very confident in his song, so he wanted to take a gamble with him, but he stepped into a trap and was mocked by Qiao Sheng.

Qiao Sheng didn't care about anything else, no matter what Zhao Qiang said, he just stepped on Zhao Qiang's betrayal of Snowball Entertainment.

"Let me go! You let me go! I want to fight that kid!"

In the end, Zhao Qiang was pulled away by several people at the same table. If Qiao Sheng continued to talk, Zhao Qiang would be fine, but the heads of several people sitting there would fall into their crotches.

Just looking at the way he barked, he looked like a teddy bear that was led by its owner and howled wildly at passers-by.

Once this kind of dog is released, it will immediately be as quiet as a chicken and stand still.

The people who pulled Zhao Qiang also knew this, so they naturally didn't dare to let go, after all, they would have to beg for food under him in the future.

These days, it's not easy for workers.

"Qiao Sheng, awesome! "Yang Yue put away his phone and gave Qiao Sheng a thumbs up.

Lin Moxue blushed and thanked him, while Lin Yixiang sat down with a laugh, exclaiming that it was great.

Qiao Sheng sat down leisurely, pressing his hands down: "These are all basic operations, and you guys don't have to type 666 on the public screen."

"Hey, where are the people?"

As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, a waiter pushing a cart came into the next room. Seeing that the room was empty, he was very confused.

The dishes were just ordered, and the people ran away?

Qiao Sheng's eyes lit up and he called out loudly: "Handsome guy, here, we are their friends, just put the dishes here. ”

When ordering food just now, he heard Lin Moxue and Yang Yue complaining that this hot pot restaurant was good in every way, except that they would only serve the food to customers after they scanned the code to order and paid.

Qiao Sheng complained on the side, saying that he must be afraid of being fed by free meals.

After a verbal battle with Zhao Qiang, Qiao Sheng felt a little hungry again after just eating. In line with the principle of not wasting food, he took all the dishes ordered by Zhao Qiang.

Half an hour later, Qiao Sheng, who really couldn't eat anymore, said goodbye to several people with two large boxes of food to take away.

Looking at the heavy spoils in his hands, Qiao Sheng has made a plan.

Well, play games until twelve o'clock, and then cook hot pot by myself!

Only food should not be let down.