After a busy hour, the two walked out of the Q Music headquarters side by side.

Looking back, the majestic and magnificent buildings were still standing under the setting sun.

The golden glow reflected the shimmering waves of the nearby Cape Bay.

The two smiled at each other.

Chen Feng waved his hand, and in his hand was a contract consisting of three sheets of paper.

The contract was light, but inexplicably heavy.

Chen Feng knew that this opened the door to wealth for him, but that was all. But for Zhong Lei, it meant that she had officially embarked on the road that would lead her to a thousand years ago.

"Do you think our song will be popular?"

Zhong Lei asked casually while waiting for the bus.

Chen Feng wondered, "Why are you worried about gains and losses now that everything has been settled?"

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's not that I'm worried about gains and losses, I just suddenly want to hear your blind confidence."

"Okay, trust me, it will be popular, okay?"

The two originally planned to stay in Yucheng for three days and two nights, but they didn't expect to finish everything the next day.

After checking out of the hotel and changing the flight tickets, the two hurried back to Hanzhou that night.

After arriving home, Chen Feng finally felt at ease.

488 per night in Yucheng is really too expensive. Even though Chen Feng is not so short of money now, he still feels panic in his heart.

He is so poor.

Early the next morning, Chen Feng got up early, washed up, and then went out for a morning run.

The work on "Boring" was done, and it was just a matter of waiting for the official release next week to see the results.

His next priority was to finalize the two songs "Late Night" and "Boring" as soon as possible, and he must not let Zhong Lei write them herself.

Anyway, the company forced him to take three days of sick leave, and there were only two days left. Chen Feng was going to go out to avoid the limelight and not go home.

He wanted to avoid Zhong Lei, and pretend to go out to collect inspiration, and when he came back, he would directly show her the new song, and not give her a chance to communicate with him. What if

Zhong Lei suddenly knocked on his door and said, "I've started writing songs too, and here's a melody for you to listen to."

Wouldn't that be a tragedy?

With nowhere else to go and it was inconvenient to go home, he simply found an Internet cafe near Weston Apartments and asked for a private room.

In the next two days, apart from going out to find a hotel to sleep, he planned to stay in the Internet cafe for a long time.

He planned to continue to make up for the basic knowledge related to creation, especially the skills of electronic composition.

It is always good to have more skills.

Unexpectedly, after nine o'clock that night, when Chen Feng got up and walked out of the private room and prepared to go to the hotel, he ran into several acquaintances walking from the aisle of the Internet cafe.

When he wanted to hide, it was too late.

"Huh? Chen Feng, didn't you take sick leave?"

A young man in his twenties with glasses in the middle looked at him with amusement, "You are still thinking about coming to the Internet cafe to play games even when you are sick. You are really unwilling to leave the front line even if you are slightly injured."

Chen Feng frowned.

How unlucky! How could I run into this guy?

The young man with glasses is named Zhou Yunbo, and he is Chen Feng's colleague in Kelai Apartment.

The two have always had some conflicts and dislike each other.

The few people following Zhou Yunbo are also his friends.

Since they ran into each other in the Internet cafe, Zhou Yunbo might gossip about me in the company.

"It's none of your business."

Since they had a grudge against each other, Chen Feng was too lazy to waste his breath on him. He cursed and walked past him without looking back.

After walking out of the door, he shrugged and spat on the ground next to him, "Bad luck."

Early the next morning, he was called to the company by his direct supervisor Lin De.

"Didn't you take sick leave? How come Zhou Yunbo ran into you in the Internet cafe last night?"

Linde said angrily with a gloomy face in the office of the regional manager of the High-tech Zone.

The office seemed to be in a very low pressure.

Zhou Yunbo was Linde's confidant, and the two were basically birds of a feather. Chen Feng was not surprised at his current situation.

After working in this company for more than half a year, Chen Feng had already seen through all these things.

This was also the reason why he had no chance of promotion. With

the boss at the top suppressing him like this, no one could be promoted.

Chen Feng did not intend to hang himself on this tree stupidly.

Long before he started dreaming, he had never stopped sending out resumes to change jobs.

He also interviewed many times, but the results were not ideal. The employee welfare housing of Kelai Apartment was too advantageous, so he hesitated to make up his mind to resign.

"I'll go to the Internet cafe to check how to get better faster."

Chen Feng is usually a very honest person, but in this company he lies without changing his expression or heartbeat.

Even if the lie is funny and normal people will not believe it, it doesn't matter.

Lin De slammed the table, "Nonsense! You just went to play games! This is not called sick leave, it's called absenteeism!"

Chen Feng spread his fingers, "Manager Lin, I still have seven days of annual leave this year, and I didn't use any of them. In addition, you said I played games, did you see it with your naked eyes? Did Zhou Yunbo take a video?"

He was determined to deny it.

Linde couldn't do anything about him.

"Why hasn't the cash rent you collected from the tenants two days ago been deposited into the company's account yet?" When

one plan failed, Linde turned to another plan and attacked from another angle.

Chen Feng was not panicked.

He and Zhong Lei split the 50,000 yuan in a 30-70 split, and now he still had more than 30,000 yuan in his bank card.

"Before I went to the Internet cafe yesterday, I went to the ATM to deposit the cash into my card. I transferred the money last night, and it will be in my account by noon today at the latest. According to the company's regulations, this is not overdue, right?"

In such a dangerous workplace environment, Chen Feng can still live a fulfilling life, and it is certainly not luck.

As a fast-growing veteran, Chen Feng will of course make these preparations thorough and detailed.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Linde just waved his hands, "Okay, then you go out first. You'd better take your work seriously in the future. I've seen your state in the past one or two months."

Chen Feng asked back, "Has any tenant complained to me?"

The subtext was, I haven't been complained, what are you talking about?

Linde: ...

"You get out!"

Chen Feng shrugged, "I'm still on vacation today, Manager Lin, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"You..."

Linde's fingers were hanging in the air, but Chen Feng had already left.

This troll really didn't give any face, and he wouldn't eat any verbal insults.

After a few minutes, Zhou Yunbo poked his head into Linde's office.

"Boss, what did he say?"

Linde glared at Zhou Yunbo unhappily, "Next time, don't report to me about things that you just made up. If you really want to punish him, you'd better get solid evidence. Get lost!"

Zhou Yunbo said aggrievedly, "When I met him, he had already turned off his phone, and I couldn't do anything."

Linde nodded, "Forget it, this bastard, I'll think about it carefully, I don't believe I can't deal with him."

When Chen Feng passed by the company's office lobby, he was stopped from behind.

"Brother Feng, what did Fatty Lin ask you to do in his office just now?"

The person's name was Tang Shuang, a pretty cute girl who joined the company at about the same time as Chen Feng.

I don't know if it's because of their similar age or because they started working at the same time, but Tang Shuang really likes to say hello to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng seriously suspected that Zhou Yunbo hated him so much, most likely because of Tang Shuang.

Obviously, there was nothing between the two of them, but the villain was jealous.

It is said that beautiful women bring disaster, and the ancients were not wrong.

Chen Feng curled his lips, "Nothing, I just discussed the philosophy of life with Fatty Lin."

"Hehe, Brother Feng, you are so funny." Tang Shuang blinked, "Are you free tonight? I really want to watch "Iron Man 3", but I'm a little scared to go alone."

Chen Feng shook his head decisively, "No, I have something else to do."

He really has something to do.

Tonight when he goes back, he will show Zhong Lei "It's Late" and "Boring".

The situation in the company is getting more and more difficult. You never know when you will have to pack up and leave.

The important thing is to make yourself bigger and rich as soon as possible.