Li Yanhong was still nagging, asking why she didn't ask her brother to help her write a song. Qin Bao Bao impatiently frowned, "My brother doesn't have time. He's busy. He's amazing."
Li Yanhong had been in the management industry for seven to eight years. The highest star she managed was a C-list star, and it took years of hard work to get there. She thought that the hard work was finally over, but who knew that the female star who relied on underhanded means to get to the top would fall in love with a rich second generation. With the dream of marrying into a rich family, she would wash her hands of the industry. It's said that once you enter a rich family, it's as deep as the ocean. But how could it be so easy to enter a rich family? In the end, she couldn't escape the fate of abandoning her. If she wanted to return to the entertainment industry, her popularity and youth would no longer be at the peak.
The two female assistants couldn't hold back their laughter. Qin Bao Bao's title of "Brother Bragging Crazy Demon" was well-known in the entertainment industry. In fact, she really liked to brag about her brother. For example, right now!
Qin Bao Bao's phoenix eyes narrowed, and the two female assistants quickly lowered their heads.
The door to the lounge was pushed open and the receptionist came in, "Miss Qin, your brother is here. I told him to wait in your office."
This recording area was off-limits to non-staff members.
"You guys eat first." Qin Bao Bao threw her chopsticks and ran out in her low heels.
This was Qin Ze's third visit to his sister's office. He could clearly feel the changes here. The interior decoration was much more elegant. There were two huge ink paintings hanging on the wall. One was the Clivia, and the other was the famous Banana Crane painting. There was a row of glass pots for flowers and plants by the floor-to-ceiling window. There were also a few brown sofas across the desk.
Qin Ze closed the door and sat on his sister's chair. He wanted to experience the pleasure of having his own office. In Star Art Entertainment, all the artists who debuted had their own office. The only difference was the size.
He seemed to have touched something by his feet. He looked down and saw a black sports bag. He recognized it. Qin Bao Bao carried this thing out every day.
The office was so big. Why did she put the bag on the floor?
Qin Ze bent over and picked up the bag. He placed it on the desk and opened the sports bag. The bag was stuffed with a messy dance costume and a 36D bra. Qin Ze knew that his sister was 36D a long time ago. As a normal younger brother, he shouldn't know about his sister's private matters. However, one year and one month, his sister's online shopping account was unexpectedly frozen, so she used her younger brother's account to buy some underwear. That was how Qin Ze found out about his sister's size.
That year, Qin Ze had just entered university and had yet to explore the world of experienced women. Naively, Chinese women were almost all of the same size. It was only when he had maxed out his experience and was promoted to an experienced woman that he realized how terrifying a 36D was.
There was also a pair of black underwear made of translucent ice silk, the kind that was very mature and attractive. The point is, my sister doesn't have a boyfriend.
There were suspicious wet stains.
The door of the room was pushed open, and his sister's excited voice could be heard, "Little pervert, why didn't you tell your sister …"
The elder sister, who had just pushed the door open, saw this scene, and her voice stopped abruptly.
In the office, Qin Ze stared fiercely at his sister's underwear …
Qin Bao Bao blushed, trotted over, grabbed the sports bag, zipped it up, and said angrily, "Don't touch my things."
Although there were N pairs of underwear hanging on the balcony at home, but looking at her naked body like this still made her feel embarrassed.
Qin Ze asked suspiciously, "Why did you bring two sets of underwear to work?"
Qin Bao Bao rolled her eyes, "I don't want to practice dancing. It's so hot and sweaty. Do you want to wear it all day?"
Qin Ze suddenly understood, "Then I'm relieved."
So it was just sweat.
"Relieved about what?" His sister's eyes seemed to flash.
"Nothing." Qin Ze took out a cigarette, but before he could light it, a fair and tender hand snatched it away and threw it into the trash can. Qin Bao Bao rummaged through her brother's pockets, "I told you not to smoke, but you bought it again. Hand it over. "
Qin Ze was annoyed by her and said angrily, "That's enough. Are you my mother or my sister?"
"An elder sister is like a mother," Qin Bao Bao said, "I'm doing this for your own good. Why smoke at such a young age. When you get married in the future, it will affect your fertility."
"None of your business."
"I …" Qin Bao Bao choked, "Anyway, you're not allowed to smoke."
Qin Ze's cigarettes that he bought in the morning were confiscated. He made up his mind not to smoke in front of her.
"Why did you come to Star Art? Aren't you working? You only know how to slack off." Qin Bao Bao was happy that her brother came to play with her, but her mouth was unforgiving.
Qin Ze thought, the system already gave me a task, how could I not come?
That's why people say bitches are pretentious. He actually wanted to help his sister win.
"I heard that the ranking competition for your MV is very fierce?"
"What ranking? Do you think it's a game?" Qin Bao Bao ridiculed, "Fighting for the rankings."
"Is there any hope of winning this month's sales?"
"I'm not sure, it's a bit difficult."
"Useless thing, it seems like I have to do it myself."
The office door was pushed open again. Li Yanhong carried Qin Bao Bao's leftover food over, "Bao Bao, I brought it over for you."
She looked at Qin Ze and smiled, "Have you eaten?"
Qin Ze said he had eaten. He turned his head and said to his sister, "I wrote a few songs for you. Is it too late to change songs now?"
Li Yanhong's eyes widened, "You wrote songs? I thought you didn't have time. "
Qin Ze looked at her strangely. Who told you I didn't have time? I don't want too much time, okay?
Qin Bao Bao whispered, "Weren't you busy with interviews a few days ago? Writing songs is very taxing on your mind and brain. It affects your energy."
Qin Bao Bao had no choice in the past, so she pestered her brother to write songs. Now that the business was barely on the right track, she didn't pester Qin Ze endlessly.
"Of course I have songs. I'm just afraid that you can't change the songs you've already decided on," Qin Ze said.
"We can change it, we can change it," Li Yanhong answered quickly, "I'll go to the marketing department and tell them."
She was overjoyed. Qin Ze's name was a golden signboard in the entertainment industry. The songs he wrote were definitely top-notch. With his help, Qin Bao Bao's sales number one was guaranteed.
"I'll go and talk to them now." Li Yanhong ran out with a smile.
"You really have songs?" Qin Bao Bao blinked and looked at Qin Ze, "Don't lie to me."
"When have I lied to you?"
"Quality assurance?"
"It should be no problem."
Qin Bao Bao put her arms around Qin Ze's neck and kissed him on the cheek: "Good boy, I'll reward you with a kiss."
Qin Ze turned his face to one side, "I want one here too."
"Get lost!" His sister slapped him on the head. She only had one wave of hooliganism. She couldn't stand it anymore.
Li Yanhong found several small leaders of the marketing department. They were still eating, and there were a few bottles of beer on the table. They were usually busy with work and only had an hour at noon to rest. It was most suitable for drinking and chatting.
Naturally, the door of the lounge was not closed. Li Yanhong came in directly and said to the deputy manager of the marketing department, "Manager Yang, I want to discuss something with you. The tracks of Qin Bao Bao's album need to be changed."
Manager Yang frowned.
Group Leader Xu, who was in charge of the promotion of Qin Bao Bao's album, said unhappily, "Haven't the tracks been set? They can't be changed. First, there is no guarantee of quality. The company has invested so many resources in promotion and publicity. If the sales volume is ruined, who will be responsible for the loss? Second, there is no way to change the songs for you in a short period of time. "
Li Yanhong was about to speak when Manager Yang waved his hand and said with a smile, "Yanhong, I know you are worried that Qin Bao Bao won't be the sales champion this time. There is nothing we can do about it. Speaking of which, we joined the company in the same year. You haven't brought up a successful artist in all these years. You are a little anxious for quick success. I understand. "
"At least there is hope for the top three. It is already very good. Why change the songs?" another group leader said.
Li Yanhong finally seized the opportunity to speak, "Qin Bao Bao's brother is here. He wants to change the songs."
Group Leader Xu said unhappily, "So what if her brother is here? Why does he care about our company's business …"
After saying that, his eyes widened. "He sent the songs?"
Li Yanhong nodded.
Group Leader Xu looked at Manager Yang. "Boss, what do you say?"
Manager Yang said, "Change it. Of course, we have to change it. But I have to go take a look. "
When the other leaders heard this, they also joined in the fun. The group left the lounge and rushed to the recording area.
When the leaders of the marketing department arrived, Qin Ze was already practicing with his sister in the recording studio. Qin Bao Bao was indoors, and Qin Ze was outside the soundproof glass, monitoring with the recording studio. There were a few computers and tuning equipment in front of him.
The structure of the recording studio reminded Qin Ze of the interrogation rooms on TV. The prisoners were locked in a small room, and one wall was a one-way glass. The police observed the prisoners through the one-way glass.
"The wind blows the rain into flowers."
"Time cannot catch up with the white horse."
"The dream words of your young palm."
"Are you still holding it tightly?"
.....
Qin Bao Bao was wearing headphones and standing in front of the microphone stand. She was tall, her hair was like a waterfall, and her voice was soft.
The leaders of the marketing department stood silently, listening carefully. No one said a word.
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