Chapter 170 Why did she come here?

Wen Yan drove the SUV slowly into the parking lot of Yunqi Building.

Because I got up a little late today, I happened to catch up with the morning rush hour when I sent Wang Luoqi to the company.

In a super first-tier city like Shanghai, there are 9-to-5 migrant workers everywhere. When traveling during the morning and evening rush hours, there is no need to mention the driving speed.

Alas, it’s hard to put it into words.

Therefore, when Wen Yan came to Yunqi Building, it took a lot of time just to find a parking space. Finally, he found a parking space in Jiaojiadali and parked the car. It was almost ten o'clock.

"Tick tock..."

As soon as the car door was closed, the cell phone in his pocket rang. After looking at the contact, Wen Yan answered the call.

"Hey, Sister Wanqi, I've arrived at the parking lot. I just parked the car and am now walking to the studio."

"Waiting for me alone? Well, didn't I get up late today? You also know that I have a problem with being lazy in bed. I encountered a traffic jam on the way here. Riding a bicycle is faster than driving."

In fact, when he was rushing here from Qilixiang Group just now, the road was smooth and there was no traffic jam. He calmly changed the time period to the traffic jam.

After all, it was already past the time to go to work. If ordinary workers were like him, wouldn't their perfect attendance bonus be in vain?

"Okay, I'll go up now." Wen Yan hung up the phone, put the phone in his pocket, turned and walked towards the elevator.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw an exquisitely dressed urban beauty with short, sleek hair, flaming red lips, standing behind him, staring at him with a smile:

"Junior brother, was it Wanqi who called you just now?"

"Hey, Sister Hong, why are you here?" Wen Yan was startled by the young mature woman behind him.

"Of course I'm here to work!" Zhou Hongwei shook the bag in her hand.

She glanced at the SUV not far away and asked, pretending to be confused: "Why didn't your sister come to see you off today?"

She is now my girlfriend. Because the relationship will be exposed sooner or later, Wen Yan doesn't want to talk too much about the topic of "sister".

Otherwise, if everyone knows about his sibling relationship with Wang Luoqi, it will be difficult to deal with it in the future. It is not an honorable thing for a sister to be a sibling.

His face was so thin that he naturally didn't care about the rumors outside, but he had to worry about Wang Luoqi's reputation.

"It's not like I don't have a driver's license, so I can't always let her drive me."

After making a casual remark, Wen Yan changed the subject: "I didn't expect that I would meet Sister Hong in the parking lot for two consecutive days."

Zhou Hongwei has been in the workplace for many years and naturally knows how to watch people's emotions. Although she was curious about the relationship between Wen Yan and Wang Luoqi, she saw that Wen Yan was obviously unwilling to talk more, so she stopped entangled.

So, she followed Wen Yan's topic and joked: "Maybe this is the legendary fate."

Ape dung, do you think this is a zoo?

Wen Yan ignored the mature woman's teasing. Zhao Wanqi had told him before that Zhou Hongwei was a joker and would occasionally make innocuous jokes.

Of course, this is only for acquaintances.

Although Wen Yan didn't have many interactions with her, Zhou Hongwei didn't treat him as an outsider because of Zhao Wanqi.

Moreover, for a divorced woman of her age, let alone such innocuous jokes, she can treat any narrow road as a highway for you.

But judging from the attitude she showed when facing the unspoken rules of the workplace, it is obvious that she is not a casual woman and has her own bottom line in her heart.

"Sister Hong, your work attitude is not good. What time is it now?" Wen Yan joked, pointing to the watch on his hand:

"As a manager, it's not good for you to take advantage of sister Wanqi when she is about to release an album. I will suggest her to deduct your salary and bonuses later. Don't think about it.

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In the absence of the two elder sisters, Wen Yan is actually a social person and is very good at communicating with others.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to make it in the entertainment industry in his previous life, so naturally he would not suffer from stage fright when faced with Zhou Hongwei's teasing.

"Junior, please show mercy."

Zhou Hongwei patted the plump figure in front of her with a horrified expression: "A humble worker like me can only maintain a decent life with perfect attendance awards. You don't want to force me into a point of no return, do you?"

Then your performance will definitely win the top spot. You must be the queen of the nightclub. Looking at Zhou Hongwei's plump figure and sexy flaming red lips, Wen Yan thought to himself.

"Sister Hong, please be sure to tell me your address in advance. I will definitely go to support you." Wen Yan stepped on the accelerator seriously.

Compared with driving, his Qiu Mingshan car god has never been weaker than others. Well, that is, provided that Wang Luoqi is not present, otherwise he is just an innocent and good boy.

After all, he didn't want to die where he was.

"Oh, little brother, you know very well, don't you think you often become a benefactor?" Zhou Hongwei squinted her eyes slightly and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Does your family not care about you?"

No matter? Sister Luo Qi is so open-minded, she will only break my three legs gently.

"Sister Hong, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?" Wen Yan said sternly: "Let's go up quickly, don't let Sister Wanqi wait."

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studio.

"Xiao Yan, you said you would come here in the morning, why did you get up late again?" As soon as the two of them entered the door, Zhao Wanqi began to complain:

"You were very diligent when you were a child, but how come you become lazier as you grow older?"

Isn't this a normal thing? When I'm young, I don't know what it's like to be worried. I fall in love with the floor above, and I fall in love with the floor above. I never worry about sleeping at night. But now I know that technology is so good, I hold my mobile phone as a treasure.

"Sister Wanqi, didn't you just say that I was the only one left?" Wen Yan began to blame the blame. He pointed at the young mature woman beside him: "Sister Hong, didn't you just get here?"

"Perhaps in Wanqi's eyes, I, as a partner, do not belong to the human category." Zhou Hongwei said quietly.

"Ahem, Sister Hong didn't come home from work until late yesterday. I thought she would wait until the afternoon to come." Zhao Wanqi patched up her words.

Drinking with you is considered work. Looking at Zhao Wanqi next to her, Zhou Hongwei didn't expose it. She was the big boss of the studio anyway, so whatever she said was what she said.

"Sister Wanqi, let's start work now." Wen Yan returned to the topic, not forgetting the business of coming here.

"Start the work, start what work?" Zhao Wanqi blinked: "The post-production of the song was completed last night."

"You helped to shoot the MV material. Don't you think I can't even do the editing?"

She is a popular front-line person. Although she does not have a contract with a company, she also has a long-term post-processing team. Naturally, there is no need to trouble Wen Yan for this kind of finishing work.

"Excuse me, farewell!" Wen Yan turned around and walked out.

Since you have finished the post-processing work, why did you ask me to come over so early? It's because the bed is not warm enough, or Sister Luo Qi is not soft enough. Thinking of not sleeping in today, Wen Yan feels that he has suffered a big loss.

"Hey, hey, Xiaoyan, don't leave." Zhao Wanqi quickly grabbed Wen Yan's arm: "You are the main contributor to this album. No one is missing in the studio, and you can't be left out!"

"Besides, although my album is finished, I still need you, a gold medal producer, to help with it." She presented the rainbow fart with great discernment.

Although Wen Yan is called a "genius songwriter", this is only the industry's recognition of his potential. Now he is far from reaching the standard of a gold medal producer.

After all, he hasn't even produced a complete album yet. Now he has a few popular works, but they are only in the form of singles.

Potential is just potential after all. If you want to get the honor of "Gold Medal Producer", you still need to look at the performance of the work.

If you can speak well, speak more. Although Zhao Wanqi's expression was a bit exaggerated, Wen Yan still felt comfortable being flattered. He glanced sideways at his elder sister and raised his chin slightly:

"You still have some discernment and know my strength."

"Yes, yes. Without Xiaoyan to keep my sister in check, I felt a lot of panic. What if the quality of the album is poor, what if the fans don't buy it, what if I go out on the street." Zhao Wanqi rubbed her arms.

Goosebumps on.

"Well, in this case, I will reluctantly help you check it." Wen Yan looked sad.

Has anyone said that about their own work? It hasn't been released yet, and you're thinking of throwing yourself into the street. Listening to Zhao Wanqi's three "what ifs" in a row, Zhou Hongwei's eyelids twitched:

"I said you two are just playing role-playing here. Do I need to step aside?"

Zhao Wanqi: "..."

Wen Yan: "..."

Okay, these two guys were having so much fun just now that they forgot that the MILF was still there as an audience.

I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense! Zhao Wanqi is thin-skinned and added weakly:

"Sister Hong, ours is just an ordinary duo."

…

The three of them came to Zhao Wanqi's office.

Wen Yan sat down on the boss's chair and started to help with the final check of Zhao Wanqi's album.

"Sister Wanqi, I'm here to help you with everything. I won't even have a bottle of drink, right?" Wen Yan crossed his legs and began to accuse the black-hearted boss:

"Oh, the situation has become too small. Do you still want me to help you in the future?"

"Xiao Qin, help our uncle get a bottle of drink." Zhao Wanqi shouted to the outside of the office.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists secretly. If Wen Yan made any more excessive demands, she would be ready to kill him.

Alas, it would be great if someone could help me rub my shoulders and beat my legs.

Glancing at Zhao Wanqi, who was about to go crazy, and the smiling mature woman standing next to him, Wen Yan finally gave up on this bold idea.

Xiao Qin worked very quickly. In just ten seconds, he walked in with a bottle of drink: "Hey, the happy water for you is ice-cold."

"What happy water? Isn't this Coke?" Zhou Hongwei was a little confused.
To be continued...