"Pah, you filthy bitch, what are you? You'll be crying soon enough."
Are you still thinking of begging them to come back?
They're overthinking it. In a while, this place will be a sunset they can't even dream of reaching.
"Supervisor, should I teach them a lesson?" Zhao Tianhe couldn't stand it anymore.
"No need." Manager Gou watched the two disgusting women leave, patted Zhao Tianhe, and said meaningfully, "Tianhe, go back and prepare tonight. Your singing style is very suitable for Teacher Li Zhaoyang's new song."
"Who is Teacher Li Zhaoyang?" Zhao Tianhou had never heard of the name Li Zhaoyang in the composition department.
"I came from head office with the director."
“Okay.” When Zhao Tianhe was at his lowest point, it was Manager Gou who gave him a chance, so his stance was very firm, and he always stood on Wanxia’s side.
"Okay, it's almost time to get off work, you can go home first."
After finishing his instructions, Supervisor Gou returned to his office, where he still had some things to take care of.
Even when there's nothing wrong, he'll find something to do for himself.
The director was parachuted in and used the most effective methods to thoroughly reform the branch company and eliminate the malignant tumors.
Moreover, he had only been in office for less than a day when he had to deal with the methods of the Sihai Group.
In the past, they would never have dared to even think about targeting the Sihai Group.
Now, however, there are very clear goals and plans, and the root cause lies with Li Zhaoyang, who has brought two pieces that are no less than those created by the "God of Music".
Manager Gou was once a passionate and ambitious employee at the head office, but that ambition gradually faded after he was transferred to the branch office.
Especially after seeing the various differences between Chinese songs and foreign language songs, Manager Gou felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Today, he saw himself again during his struggles.
"Fuck the Sihai Group!"
...
"Shulan, I've found you a house. I found two according to your requirements. They're both across the street from each other and are located in the villa area where I live."
After get off work, Song Zhiqi drove to Chinatown to personally pick up and drop off Zhang Shulan.
Zhang Shulan asked, "Is it far?"
Song Zhiqi: "It's about 5 kilometers, not far by car. You don't need to prepare anything, you can move in with just your bags. Let's go, I'll take you to see the house now."
After getting in the car, the two women started chatting again, as if they had endless topics to discuss.
Later in the conversation, Song Zhiqi even took the initiative to ask about Shulan: "After returning to China at the end of the year, you probably won't be working at the Evening Glow branch anymore, right?"
Zhang Shulan: "Why do you ask that?"
Song Zhiqi: "I've heard about how Wanxia was suppressed by the Sihai Group. This group is a listed company, and it's very difficult for you to fight against them."
Sihai Group not only develops film and music, but also literature, comics, and more.
As someone in the literary circle, Song Zhiqi had naturally heard of the behemoth that was Sihai Group. With a little research, it wasn't hard to learn that Sihai Group was planning to crush all the Chinese music companies in Chinatown.
The sunset was chosen as the first target for surgery, and it's already quite remarkable that it held up for several months.
Zhang Shulan: "We already have a plan to retaliate."
"Well, it's good that you have a plan. Just be careful with Sihai Group, don't let them ruin your reputation, or you'll be demoted when you go back to China." Song Zhiqi didn't ask any further questions, as discussing it further would be a company secret.
After ending that topic, Zhang Shulan's gossip instincts flared up: "Zhiqi, what's your thought about your sister introducing Zhaoyang to you?"
Song Zhiqi shook her head helplessly, not expecting Shulan to still be concerned about this matter. She then glanced at Li Zhaoyang sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror and sighed.
"Sister Shulan, don't worry about me. This young man surnamed Li is very handsome, but he's not my type. In fact, I really have no feelings for him. You know me, I've always admired learned scholars and literati since I was a child."
For her, literary talent outweighs physical appearance; looks and height are secondary.
"Li Zhaoyang, your looks are a killer for many young girls, but you should understand what I mean by saying this, right?"
Song Zhiqi has an aloof demeanor and never speaks in a roundabout way.
"I understand." Li Zhaoyang really didn't want to talk about this topic; he was focused on developing his career right now.
"Alright then." Zhang Shulan smacked her lips and dropped the subject.
The atmosphere inside the car fell silent until they arrived at their destination, after which the conversation continued.
Li Zhaoyang got out of the car and found that the surrounding area was basically a villa district.
It has a refreshing, rural feel.
Rows of villas stand side by side, neatly arranged.
"Villa number 15 is a two-story house with a swimming pool and a small yard. Next door, number 16 is yours, Shulan," Song Zhiqi said, standing ramrod straight outside villa number 15 in a fitted small suit. "The annual rent is $50,000."
"What number do you live in?" Zhang Shulan asked.
"Number 28." Song Zhiqi pointed to a small, one-story villa a few dozen meters ahead.
"That's great! I can hitch a ride with you every day after work."
“No problem. Don’t cook after get off work anymore, let my fourth sister do it.” Song Zhiqi’s eyebrows were like crescent moons, her delicate brows arched.
"Zhihua is also in the United States?" Zhang Shulan asked in surprise.
“She’s about to graduate and wanted to find some inspiration, so she came here to hang out with me, but I don’t have much time to play with her.” Song Zhiqi walked into Villa No. 15 to see if there was any furniture that Li Zhaoyang needed to buy.
"Zhihua is studying film and television, right?"
“Yes, Fourth Sister has been worried about not having any resources after graduation and not being able to get TV series and movie scripts. She keeps nagging me about it every day, and I’m getting so annoyed.” A smile gradually appeared on Song Zhiqi’s indifferent face: “If she hears that you, Sister Shulan, are here, she will be overjoyed. She can prepare dinner for us from now on.”
"Director, Director Song... how many sisters does she have?" Li Zhaoyang listened to the conversation between the director and Sister Zhiqi and wondered why they seemed to be sisters.
She originally thought that Director Song only had one younger sister, Song Zhiqi.
"Director Song has three younger sisters, making them four sisters in total."
"Four sisters? Yuqin, Zhiqi... Zhihua, and Director Song's third sister, is her name 'Shu'?"
“My third sister is Shuman.” Song Zhiqi pointed to the wall in the living room: “This place is missing a TV. I’ll buy one for you later.”
“Okay.” Li Zhaoyang did not refuse; he was still thinking about the names of the four Song sisters.
Yuqin, Zhiqi, Shuman, Zhihua—Director Song's parents are indeed cultured people; even their choice of names is different from others.
However, on the other hand...
Did Director Song's family not have any boys in the later pregnancies?
Since it wasn't convenient to ask such a question, Li Zhaoyang simply let it go.
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