MTL - Given A Second Chance: Time for Revenge!-Chapter 22 Rogues also have work ethic

Su Zibao pondered, and with the background of her writing hundreds of songs, it was not difficult to tailor the most suitable songs for Luo Bingwan. This is also the reason why Su Zibao dares to be so confident.

But if Luo Bingwan wasn't there, it wouldn't be so smooth.

She only has two months, and she also promises that she can make Luo Bingwan's fame even higher, which is a win-win for both parties.

And at this time, only Pei Yi could make Luo Bingwan come back. Thinking of this, Su Zibao opened the phone book with a smile on his face, "Master Pei, where are you?"

"What's up?"

Pei Yi's voice on the other end of the phone was slightly lazy, making Su Zibao feel that he should still be lying on the bed of some long-legged girl.

"I want to see you." Su Zibao closed the folder in his hand and glanced at the wall clock next to him. At half past eleven, it was time to get off work.

Pei Yi seemed to smile, "Want to see me? Go out and turn left and go straight."

Huh? What's the meaning?

Su Zibao raised her eyebrows slightly, got up from her seat, and walked out of the director's office. Turning to the left was a corridor, and the innermost one was the president's office.

On the entire top floor, there are only two offices, an open-plan coffee lounge and a reading room, and the two offices are located at the north and south ends of the top floor, separated by a very long corridor. Pei Yi didn't like to be disturbed. He used to be alone on the first floor, and Su Zibao gave her the empty room only after she joined the job.

"You're in the company? Impossible, I haven't found anyone here since I got up in the morning." Su Zibao walked all the way to the door of the CEO's office, looking at the closed door, a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

There was no voice on the other end of the phone, Su Zibao raised his hand, thinking about whether to knock on the door, when a low voice suddenly came from behind, with a three-point mocking in his words, "Why don't you see each other in a day, like every three autumns?"

Su Zibao thought he was in the office, but he didn't expect this person to suddenly appear behind him. He was startled, leaned back against the door and patted his violently heaving chest, "Why are you like a cat, walking without a sound?"

Behind him, Pei Yi was dressed in a white suit and burgundy tie, propped on the door with one hand, and held a cup of steaming coffee in the other hand, as if he had just come from the coffee shop.

His eyes fell on her chest, and the look in his eyes was inexplicable. Su Zibao covered her chest with both hands. Today, she was wearing a very close-fitting shirt. Just now, when no one was in the office, she unbuttoned the two buttons to get some air. I just came out of the phone and forgot about it.

And standing at his angle at this time, it is a good spring.

Pei Yi suddenly lowered his head, approached Su Zibao's cheek, and a warm breath came over his face, "Lace is pretty."

Su Zibao's face turned red, "Rogue!"

Why every time I come to him, obviously for serious business, he can make the atmosphere so ambiguous.

"Then you want to see a hooligan, do you want the hooligan to do something to you? In this day and age, hooligans also have professional ethics." Pei Yi teased and retracted his hand, pressed his finger on the fingerprint switch beside him, opened the door, and led the way. go in.

Su Zibao quickly buttoned the button he forgot and walked in after him. This was the first time he had come to Pei Yi's office. It was spacious and bright, with a desk on the left, a sofa on the right, and a bedroom suite inside.

Putting the coffee on the table, Pei Yi half leaned on the desk and looked at Su Zibao, "What would you like to eat during lunch time?"

"Whatever." Su Zibao prepared his words.

Pei Yi picked up the phone and said to someone, "Two copies."

"Pei Shao, I'm here to ask about Luo Bingwan. I know she has a half-month vacation. I have some arrangements for her new album. I hope I can meet her and discuss it in detail." Su Zibao raised his voice. With a formal smile, he said.

Pei Yi put down the phone, "Not half a month, two months."

"What do you mean?" Su Zibao frowned.

Pei Yi yawned and said lazily, "That is to say, Luo Bingwan won't come back for two months."

Two months, isn't it exactly the time she and her father agreed? What does it mean?

"Pei Shao, what do you mean by that? If you don't come back for two months, what about the album "Banxia"?" Su Zibao asked.

Pei Yi looked at her, his handsome face still had that gentle smile, but there was no emotion in his deep ink pupils, "Luo Bingwan is unwell, I gave her two months' leave. Luo Bingwan from Dijue Media All the announcements made by the company will be suspended, and the album "Banxia" can be recorded after she has finished her vacation. Of course, if you want to release the album "Banxia" now, you can choose any artist in the company, and you can support anyone you want. Yes, you can sing anyone you want, except Luo Bingwan."

Like a thunderbolt.

No matter how good a song is, if you sing it for a queen and a newcomer, the effect is absolutely different. Moreover, she has also checked the information of the artist department, the singers in Dijue Media, only Luo Bingwan is worthy of training. The rest are simply unusable.

No matter the voice or the appearance, it is far from the same.

Even if she writes the best song, she still needs a perfect voice to sing the soul of the song in order to achieve the most shocking effect. Without Luo Bingwan, how could she make the album sell well, how could she increase the income of Emperor Jue by ten points in just two months.