Chapter 445

Music room, write songs for her

The next day, 10 am, manager's office.

Lin Senmu finished the work at hand and glanced at Ji Yingge, "What is my wife doing?"

"I'm in a meeting. Husband, please wait for me to have lunch together."

After Ji Yingge responded quickly, she plunged into the meeting.

She is still in the passionate love stage and is actually a bit clingy, but the matters at hand are very urgent and she has to deal with them first.

Lin Senmu sat in the office for a while and planned to go to the company's gym to exercise.

He has been a little tired recently, mainly because baby Yingge is too obedient and does whatever he wants!

"My condition has declined."

Lin Senmu came to the 20th floor and walked towards the fitness area.

"Manager Lin."

"Hello, Manager Lin."

When several employees met Lin Senmu by chance, they greeted him very politely.

Their respect for Lin Senmu stems from what happened in the past two days. One time, Qiao Mubai heard that Brother Sen was being slandered behind his back again, so he simply exposed Lin Senmu's identity.

As a result, the Jijie Group knew Lin Senmu's family background. He was the son of the richest man in Xiangchu Province and the only heir to the Xiangchu Province Lin Group!

"Hello, thank you for your hard work."

Lin Senmu responded politely.

During the working hours of the Seasons Group, although employees are not allowed to go to the recreation room for entertainment, they are still allowed to do some fitness exercises to relieve fatigue.

When he reached a corner ahead, Lin Senmu unexpectedly ran into Zhang Xinghai.

"Forest……"

Before Zhang Xinghai called out the full name, a pair of cold eyes appeared in his mind.

He thought for a moment and reluctantly changed his words: "Brother-in-law."

"What are you doing?"

Lin Senmu was a little surprised. Even Qiao Mubai was in a meeting with Ji Xiaozhi, but Zhang Xinghai, who was also the department director, did not attend?

Zhang Xinghai pointed to the room in front of him and said, "The group is going to celebrate its 50th anniversary soon. I'm responsible for inviting a celebrity to sing and composing the music."

Write songs and compose music?

Lin Senmu's heart moved slightly, and then he said, "Arrange a music room for me as well."

"what?"

Zhang Xinghai was stunned.

“I write songs for my wife.”

Lin Senmu felt that he had no status in front of this boy, so he moved his wife out.

"Write a song for my sister? You? Can you do that?"

Zhang Xinghai looked Lin Senmu up and down, his face full of doubt.

"Why are you so hesitant?"

Lin Senmu was a little unhappy. He had a so-so impression of Zhang Xinghai. After all, he heard that this guy had always wanted to bring Ning Zhe together in recent years!

"Oh, I'll arrange it for you now. I want to see what you can write."

As a wealthy man in Shanghai, Zhang Xinghai was not very afraid of Lin Senmu.

After that, he pointed to the third room next door and said, "That one. The equipment is the same as Room 1."

"oh."

Lin Senmu pushed the door open and then locked it.

"Fuck you, are you going to let me in???"

Zhang Xinghai turned the door handle and shouted with his face flushed.

"Just do your own thing. If you're not busy, go play by yourself."

Lin Senmu ignored it.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Xinghai pounded on the door and called out names, "Lin Senmu, you're a dog. You lied to me. You promised to let me watch!!!"

"Noisy brother-in-law!"

Lin Senmu put on headphones to block out the sound outside the door.

After a while, after actual experience, he found that the group's music room was no less than a professional recording studio.

Monitoring headphones, microphones, sound cards, string keyboards, speakers, and various arrangement equipment are all top-notch.

As for the musical instruments, although they are not available on site, they can all be handled on the computer.

Lin Senmu had studied music theory and had some understanding of these.

After meeting Zhang Xinghai just now and learning that I can write songs in the company, a strong idea suddenly came to my mind.

At this moment, he was sitting in front of the main console, and Ji Yingge's face appeared in his mind.

I could vaguely hear the sound of that night when a girl in a black high-end dress played the violin and told me her "Secrets" from many years ago.

"She said the dream was so cold, and her love for me kept growing."

"She said that when she looked at my photos, there was tenderness in every glance."

"She said the dream was so long, and it was filled with my image."

"She said she looked at my pictures and imagined the romance we would have."

Lin Senmu's heart was trembling violently.

After a long, long time, he gently closed his eyes and began to recall every detail of his four years of acquaintance with Ji Yingge and their one month of love.

Trying to find inspiration for writing songs from the time we spend together.

"I said that I would love her the way Yingying loves me, and I would also give her all the romance!"

At some point, Lin Senmu opened his eyes, placed his slender hands on the computer keyboard, and opened the composition and arrangement software.

Songwriting is generally divided into lyrics first and music later, or music first and lyrics later.

Lin Senmu's mind was now filled with melody, so he chose the second way.

"Do~Re~Mi~Fa~Soo~La~Si~Do~"

"Do~si~la~suo~fa~mi~lai~do~"

Time passed slowly, and when Lin Senmu finished refining the first melody, a voice call came from his cell phone.

"Hubby, where are you? I didn't see you in your office."

When Ji Yingge acts coquettishly, her voice is soft and sweet.

"Ah? I just had something to do, so I came to see you now."

Lin Senmu just realized that he had gotten off work at noon, but he had no intention of telling Ji Xiaozhi what he was doing.

Because writing a song for her wanted to create a special surprise.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in your office."

Ji Yingge responded sweetly.

Five minutes later, Lin Senmu took the president's exclusive elevator to the Financial Investment Department and pushed open the door of the manager's office.

The first scene that caught my eye was a well-behaved and sensible girl lying on her desk.

The girl blinked and kept looking at the door. When she saw the boy coming, her eyes full of attachment were replaced by joy.

"Husband~~"

Ji Yingge stood up and went to greet him.

"Hold~~"

Lin Senmu opened his arms, waiting for Ji Xiaoying to throw herself into his arms.

From the moment he saw her just now, the first line of the lyrics came to his mind.

"Suck~~"

Ji Yingge rubbed her little face against Lin Senmu's chest, and sniffed his breath with her little nose. She waited until her husband's energy was fully replenished before reluctantly letting go, "Let's go, let's go eat."

Lin Senmu held her arm and took the elevator to the cafeteria, and then to their private room.

During the meal, Lin Senmu pinched the curtain with his fingers and glanced outside.

I thought to myself, "This office building and the house in the Tang Mansion are all traces of the love between Yingying and I..."

Ji Yingge saw that Lin Senmu was not paying attention, so she stretched out her chopsticks and secretly picked up some food from his bowl.

Then he quietly scooped most of the rice in his bowl into Lin Sen’s wooden bowl.

'Hmph, you stinky Sensen, don't you know that your wife has gained another pound? You still give me so much rice! '

Lin Senmu stared at the window and said in a faint voice: "My dear wife, is there a possibility that all your little movements were projected on the glass?"

“…”

Instantly, Ji Yingge's face turned red, and she yelled in shame and anger: "Damn Sen Sen, can you just see through it but don't say it?!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll be careful next time and promise not to expose you..."

The hateful Sen Sen spoke in a gentle tone.