The president’s personal sleep-aid singer, garlic is half price today.
"CEO, this is the information of the newly signed artist from Huanxing Entertainment."
"Don't report this to me."
“These guys are all singers.”
“…Bring it here.”
I pinched my brows and took the information.
The number of mermaids in the recent strategy is too high, I am a bit overwhelmed, so I asked my entertainment company to review the information of the artists recruiting music artists for me first, in case there are any fish slipping through the net.
After looking through the documents and finding nothing unusual, I handed them to the secretary and signaled that these people could sign.
Then I picked up the material I had just read again.
The serial killer who killed all the Chen family members until only the Chen brothers were left has not been caught yet.
The eldest son of the Chen family has looked increasingly haggard lately, with alarmingly heavy dark circles under his eyes.
He is exhausted from trying to stabilize the old fox in the company, resisting other companies that are eyeing him, enduring the threat of potential murderers, and taking care of his socially anxious brother.
The young master of the Chen family was also photographed by paparazzi.
The young master in the photo has a pale face because he has not seen the sun for many years. He has a very delicate face, like a porcelain doll, and his eyes are very dark. He raises his eyes timidly, like a helpless little deer.
It is undeniable that his face easily arouses the desire to protect, however, the Chen family needs a business genius, not such a useless vase.
The exposure of the young master's photo caused the Chen family's stock to fall again and again.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this photo was most likely released by the paparazzi at the behest of a competitor of the Chen family. Otherwise, even if the Chen family was in a precarious situation, no paparazzi would be so bold.
The business world is like a battlefield. I don’t care about these things, but I care about the murderer who can’t be found.
Who on earth could kill seven people in a row under the heavy blockade of the intelligent computer without revealing any flaws?
I stared at the newspaper for a moment, then looked away.
The intelligent computer 4.0 with extremely strong defensive capabilities that I had the research institute researching a while ago has made very good progress. I believe that after a while, the first usable sample will be produced. When I equip my assistant with it, I won't have to worry about some short-sighted attackers attacking my assistant.
Due to material limitations, Intelligent Brain 4.0 may not be able to be mass-produced for the time being. However, with the influence of the data world, the technology in this world is developing very fast. Within three months, 4.0 will be mass-produced. By then, the crime rate should have a new decline.
The company's stock should also see a new rise.
…
After finishing a day's work, my friend invited me to his newly opened bar.
The bar was very quiet, the guests' conversations were very low, and only the sound of music flowed in the space.
The design this time is very bold, using large areas of white and beige decoration. There is a pure white piano in the center of the hall, and there are bookshelves on both sides.
It doesn't look like a bar, but more like a cafe.
At a glance, there were indeed people working with books and notebooks.
“Try something new.”
On the second floor, my friend was leaning against the guardrail and handed me a glass of red wine. In the center of the bottom of the transparent glass, there was a small pure white flower that seemed to be carved from something. Through the soft light and the ripples of the red wine, it looked like a jade carving.
very beautiful.
"This design is very bold and unique."
My friend raised an eyebrow at me smugly, “Of course.”
“This bar is specially designed for artists.”
“Many people who pursue artistic careers always like to keep themselves slightly tipsy, looking for inspiration between half asleep and half awake.”
"My bar has a quiet environment, soft music and lighting, and my innovative design has made it a little famous in the circle."
"Look, the group of people sitting down here now include online writers, screenwriters, painters, and music creators... In addition to providing them with a workplace, we also provide them with more opportunities."
"Just like a few days ago, a director took a fancy to a music creator's song and decided on the spot to sign the song and the artist. Today, neither of them came. I guess they went to sign the contract."
I leaned my elbows on the guardrail, looked down, and gently shook the wine glass. "Not bad, a very bold innovation. Although it will not be a big hit due to the limitations of the audience, it can ensure a stable flow of customers. In the later stage, we can use 'opportunity' as the core and carry out a one-shot promotion to attract people with people."
"Bingo~ I thought so too!"
We clinked our glasses.
Just before I drank the red wine, I smelled a strange smell.
I sniffed and discovered that the source of the strange smell was red wine.
"What did you put in the wine?"
My friend smiled and said, "You will know after you try it."
I looked him over for a few seconds, then returned my gaze to the small white flowers at the bottom of the wine glass. "...garlic?"
My friend hissed softly, "We've been discovered."
I laughed angrily, "You actually put the doctor's design into the bar?"
My friend touched his nose and said, "Yes, the sad series. This one is the candied garlic type. There are also fresh garlic, salted garlic, and Laba garlic."
"What's the difference between this and dumplings dipped in yogurt?"
“The difference is that the garlic flavor lasts longer.”
My friend looked away and changed the subject, "Hey, who is that? He looks familiar to me."
The boy who came in was wearing low-waist jeans and a short off-shoulder top, revealing his slender white waist and thin shoulders, and wearing a mask. He pushed the door open, stared at it for a moment, then took a step back with a suspicious look on his face to look at the bar sign.
The waiter came forward, the two talked for a moment, and then the boy left.
My friend pressed the microphone and said, "He came here for the bar. When he pushed the door, he thought he had come to the wrong place. What a pity. He is not a potential customer of this bar."
Then he laughed again, "But all the bars around here are owned by me, so I'm going to keep the money in his pocket tonight."
"By the way, do you think he looks familiar?"
"yes."
"Right, I said that my eyes, which see thousands of people a day, can't be wrong. I think his eyes and figure are a bit like the young master of the Chen family."
"But this is definitely not the young master. Not to mention that his temperament and style are completely different, Young Master Chen can't even step out of the Chen family's gate. If Young Master Chen could overcome his social phobia and go out to help Young Master Chen manage the Chen family, the Chen family wouldn't be in such a precarious situation now. It's all thanks to Young Master Chen."
The friend said “tsk tsk” twice.
At this time, someone else pushed the door open.
After the waiter came forward to talk, the man walked straight to the white piano in the center.
My friend stood up straight and said, "The applicant for the piano playing position is here."
“I thought it was a decoration.”
Ever since my friend repeatedly hired strategists and nearly bankrupted his store, he never hired anyone to play the piano again, and the musical instruments in the store were replaced with violins.
I thought it was just a decoration this time.
My friend explained, "I originally just wanted to put it here as a decoration, so that any music creator who wants to play can go up and play a song, and maybe someone will like the song."
"But according to the store manager who manages this person, he has superb piano skills and asked me to listen to him. I am a little curious about how superb his piano skills are that my store manager and employees are full of praise for him."
Below, the person had already opened the piano lid and sat down slowly.
He tapped lightly on the white piano keys with his ten fingers, and when the music started, everyone's eyes turned to him.
This is not a very complicated piano piece. The tune is soothing and steady, reminding people of the chirping of insects on a summer night, the eternally flowing river, and the sound of wind blowing through the golden rice fields while lying in them.
It was a very soothing sound that swept away everyone's anxiety. Many people closed their eyes, and some even lay down on the table and snored softly.
When the song ended, he stood up from the piano and looked over from a distance.
He looked at me, as if he was a little nervous.
[Oh no, why do people still want to sleep when the piano is played? ]
[Damn it, I tried my best to restrain myself...]
[Will you be able to find a job today? If not, my sister's illness...]
Who is speaking?
My eyes fell on the young man playing the piano.
His lips and teeth clearly did not move.
But the voice was so clear, like someone was talking in my ear.
I looked down at the system monitor.
This time it didn't light up.
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