Three songs reaching the top was a small record in the music industry. After Murphy returned to the company, Tianmei held a small celebration party for her. At the celebration party, Niu Meiling talked and laughed. She even raised her glass to Murphy and all the employees and promised that after Murphy got the platinum album, they would hold a big celebration party!
She acted as if nothing had happened, as if she was not the one who asked Mo Fei to create a scandal with Ju Jie in the office before. In terms of words, she was very intimate with Mo Fei, as if she was dreaming of what happened six years ago.
Mo Fei felt uncomfortable in her heart. She was not a shrewd person, and she didn't like this kind of hypocritical pandering at all, so she reluctantly smiled and kept a cold face, protecting herself with an indifferent armor.
Fortunately, Murphy was usually like this, so everyone was used to it and didn't think much of it.
Murphy went back to her office, and the uncomfortable feeling dissipated a little.
She poured a glass of water for Jin Yingming and sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Teacher Jin. Without you spending so much effort on the production, I wouldn't have achieved today's results."
Jin Yingming drank some wine at the celebration party, but his mind wasn't in a daze. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, it's all because you sang well and Mr. Mu Zi 'ang wrote well. I just added flowers to the brocade."
"Anyway, I have to thank Teacher Jin for his efforts. You have contributed to this military medal!" Mo Xiaojuan's mouth was much sweeter.
"If you want to say thank you, I should thank you. This album also increased my fame a lot." Jin Yingming smiled and said, "Moreover, I also learned a lot from working with Murphy and Mr. Mu Zi 'ang."
"Then, Teacher Jin, have you received a lot of invitations? What do you plan to do next? "Mo Xiaojuan's eyes rolled as she asked.
"Indeed, there are a lot of invitations." Jin Yingming smiled and said, "However, I haven't thought about it yet, because I'm still serving Miss Murphy now. I want to finish what I started and finish the contract for this album before I think about what to do next."
Not only were there a lot of invitations, but Jin Yingming's value was also rising, but Jin Yingming didn't say it.
"On my side, I've basically finished the arrangement, and there's nothing else. Teacher Jin, if you want to arrange other things, it's okay, "Murphy said.
In fact, there weren't many places to use the producer in the later stage. When Murphy and Duan Shurong worked together, Duan Shurong was only responsible for the album's production. Later, she began to participate in the production work of other singers. Although, according to the agreement, she was in charge of the new album, and everyone was aware of the unspoken rules. so they didn't deliberately stop her and turned a blind eye to it.
"It's okay, it's okay." Jin Yingming quickly waved his hand and said, "I think I still need to settle down, settle down."
Jin Yingming was very clear about his own situation. Although the outside world was praising him, Jin Yingming understood that it was only because he was basking in the glory of this album. He had not become a gold medal producer like the outside world had said.
If Jin Yingming was really inflated by this flattery and proudly accepted new orders, he was afraid that Jin Yingming would end up like himself a few years ago. He would go from being a genius who was flattered to failing one after another, and then fall to the point where no one cared about him.
"By the way, since Teacher Jin hasn't made any arrangements yet, why don't I introduce you to one?" Murphy suddenly changed the topic and said, "Haven't you always wanted to see Mu Zi 'ang? This project is another new song by Mu Zi 'ang, but it's not me, it's someone else. But … Teacher Jin, this time, you can communicate with Mu Zi 'ang face to face and cooperate with him. What do you think? "
In the past, Murphy would respectfully call him "Teacher Mu Zi 'ang," but since she knew Yang Yi's identity, she couldn't say the word "Teacher Mu Zi' ang."
"Mr. Mu Zi 'ang? I can cooperate with him? "Jin Yingming was surprised and asked in disbelief.
In Jin Yingming's heart, Mu Zi 'ang was a "God." He admired and looked forward to meeting Mu Zi' ang, but Jin Yingming never thought that he could really meet his "God" and have the opportunity to cooperate with him.
…
"Mu Zi 'ang" didn't know that someone was madly worshipping him. He was just like an ordinary person. No, he was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who was moving for his sister.
"Let me tell you, you're just living and studying there. You should eat at home. Don't buy junk food outside." Yang Yi carried a large suitcase in his left and right hands as he walked down the stairs in front of them.
The suitcases looked big, but they weren't heavy. They were stuffed with Yang Huan's clothes, most of which were bought by Murphy.
"I know, brother. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself." Yang Huan's hands were not idle, either. Carrying her backpack, her laptop bag, and a large woven bag that contained winter quilts and mattresses, she said with a smile, "But speaking of which, brother, why are you getting more and more talkative? You weren't so talkative in the past. You're almost as talkative as our mother! "
Yang Yi, who was walking in front, was embarrassed. He pulled a long face and said, "Isn't it because I care about you?"
"Don't be. I've only been here for a month, and you talked a lot when I was here! I think you changed yourself because of sister-in-law and Xi Xi, "Yang Huan said with a smile.
Yang Yi didn't say anything. Yang Huan was right, but he didn't want to admit it. Yang Yi threw the two suitcases into the trunk of Tyrannical Wolf. He then took the woven bag from Yang Huan and put it in as well.
"Wait for me here. I'll get your backpack and pillow." Yang Yi pointed at Yang Huan.
When he came down, there was a little girl following behind him.
Xi Xi, who didn't have to go to kindergarten, carried her backpack and followed her father down. Her backpack contained some cosmetics that Murphy had bought for Yang Huan. The girl also had a mission.
"Auntie, will you stop playing with me in the future?" In the car, Xi Xi pouted and asked unhappily.
Xi Xi was a little unhappy when she found out that Yang Huan was moving out.
"Why would I? I only live nearby with your sister Ding Xiang. Usually, I play with Xi Xi at the coffee shop or at home. Besides, Xi Xi, you can also come to my house. It's not far away. "Yang Huan smiled and pinched Xi Xi's chubby cheeks.
It was indeed close. Before Yang Huan could finish her words, Yang Yi had already pulled over.
Ding Xiang, who was cleaning upstairs, hurried down and helped carry the things upstairs. Guo Ziyi also arrived at the same time. He volunteered to carry the heaviest box, but after climbing two flights of stairs, the little fatty couldn't take it anymore. Fortunately, the kind-hearted Ding Xiang swapped places with him.
"Don't try to be brave!" Ding Xiang couldn't help but complain.
"Wow, this place is so beautiful! Can I come to your house to play in the future? " Xi Xi jumped up and down and looked around the newly decorated house. She looked at the rooms one by one as if she was patrolling her territory.
"Xi Xi, you can come here because you are a girl." Yang Yi put down the suitcase and patted his daughter's head. However, his eyes drifted over Guo Ziyi. "After today, only girls can come here to play. Boys are not allowed."
"Can't PaPa be a boy? PaPa is a boy! "Xi Xi blinked her big eyes and pointed out the loophole in her father's words.
"Yes, PaPa can't either. PaPa needs to set an example." Yang Yi said to his daughter with a smile.
"Ahem, sister Ding Xiang, sister Huan, these two sets of keys, plus the one in sister Ding Xiang's hand, are all the keys to this house. I promise, there are no other keys! So don't worry, no one else can come in. " Being glanced at by Yang Yi, Guo Ziyi, who felt like there were thorns in his back, quickly took the initiative to hand over the keys he brought this time.
"No need!" Yang Yi smiled faintly. He took out two boxes and some tools from the bag he brought with him.
"It's necessary to change the locks when you're living in a new place. The keys to these two locks I prepared for you are quite special. Usually, you can't find a place to match them. So, I'll leave two for Huanhuan and Ding Xiang. The last set is with me. If you forget to bring your keys, you can come and get them from me."
Few people listened to Yang Yi's words. He used simple tools to complete the removal and installation of the locks. His swift and familiar movements were not inferior to those of a real lock changer. This scene made everyone stunned.
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