At nearly twelve o'clock, Cheng Yaoyao called Yang Jingxing: "Have you eaten yet?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm getting ready to eat."

Cheng Yaoyao has a good habit of taking a second or two to make sure the other person has finished speaking: "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Work lunch, takeout."

Cheng Yaoyao asked: "In the shed?"

Yang Jingxing said, "No, when are you free? I'll go over and wait for you."

Cheng Yaoyao seemed to have not decided yet: "I don't want to go to the shed... Last time I went, they all looked weird. Isn't it ugly without makeup?" She seemed to regret it.

Yang Jingxing said: "I think it looks good...if you don't worry about it, just put on makeup."

Cheng Yaoyao asked: "Then I transformed?"

Yang Jingxing Yeah.

Cheng Yaoyao hesitated again: "Let your skin rest for a day, I don't want it to fade."

Yang Jingxing had no objection: "That's fine, either way."

Cheng Yaoyao asked again: "I brought you a gift, but you didn't invite me to dinner? Dinner."

Yang Jingxing admitted: "Okay, this is a rare opportunity."

Cheng Yaoyao is really troubled: "Where are you going to eat? I lost my fans after being photographed... I said I didn't wear makeup, it wasn't you." It seemed like a joke, hehe.

Yang Jingxing seemed helpless: "You'd better put on makeup... Of course, go to a place you are familiar with and feel safe."

Cheng Yaoyao was dissatisfied again: "I only have two places. I want to change to a new environment today."

Yang Jingxing really had no choice but to say: "...Then we need to bring bodyguards."

Cheng Yaoyao giggled: "You want to appear on the show? I really don't have the habit of bringing a lot of people when I don't publish the article. Now the atmosphere is getting worse and worse... Tell me, what should I do?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I only dare to make decisions in the shed."

"No." Cheng Yaoyao was anxious: "Speak quickly! Think quickly."

Yang Jingxing said: "Then give me some time. Go back to the shed at five or six o'clock, and ask Brother Ma to deliver it."

Cheng Yaoyao was sensible: "I told you to take a rest today, so it would be wrong to call anyone else."

Manager Yang said: "I'll ask the company to arrange another car..."

"Yeah!" Cheng Yaoyao objected with a special tone, "I'm not familiar with other cars... I don't even know my home."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Then experience life and take a taxi there."

Cheng Yaoyao thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want a gift?"

Yang Jingxing understood: "I'm busy, so I can't do it. If I don't hurry up, dinner will be a problem."

Cheng Yaoyao may have gotten angry again: "...Then I'll set off after dinner. You should go there early."

Yang Jingxing said, "Let's go at five o'clock. I still need some time here."

"Hey!" Cheng Yaoyao raised her voice, and her tone was similar to the strictness of backup dancers or chorus voices at work: "Who said that? I can call you at any time!"

Yang Jingxing didn't dare to offend the first sister: "I thought I had to wait until evening, so I arranged my work."

"Don't you know how to ask me first?" Cheng Yaoyao continued to be strict, and then adjusted to a softer tone: "You can't take the initiative?"

Yang Jingxing relented: "It's four o'clock, almost four o'clock. I'll wait for you in the shed."

"No!" I guess Cheng Yaoyao usually doesn't have to compromise with other people's time: "Two o'clock, two thirty at the latest!"

Yang Jingxing said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

"That's pretty much it." Cheng Yaoyao's tone became much better: "Then you go about your business first... don't forget about dinner!"

Yang Jingxing said, "Okay, see you later."

Cheng Yaoyao said goodbye: "I'm going to see my mother make lunch."

In the blink of an eye, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, and Eyang was in a meeting. Yang Jingxing looked at the phone again, and it was Cheng Yaoyao again. He seemed unwilling to answer it, and left the table after finishing what he said.

Cheng Yaoyao sent the notice: "I'm going out right away."

Yang Jingxing: "Okay, I'm almost done."

Cheng Yaoyao said again: "The company's car will only take me there and won't wait for me."

Yang Jingxing replied: "No problem."

"That's good." Cheng Yaoyao seemed to be uneasy: "Hurry up, I'm dead."

Yang Jingxing arrived at the recording department at a quarter past three o'clock. The receptionist hurriedly approached and whispered: "Sister Yaoyao has been here for an hour!"

Among the Hongxing drivers, Brother Chen, who was most familiar with Yang Jingxing, looked at his posture and was definitely chatting with the girl at the front desk. He looked relaxed: "It didn't take long, just over half an hour. It doesn't look like there is anything urgent."

The front desk must make it clear: "Sister Yaoyao said there is no need to tell you."

Brother Chen nodded and confirmed: "Yes, yes... I know you are busy too, in your office."

Yang Jingxing had nothing to fear. He joked with the driver: "I heard that Brother Chen played a guest role as a bodyguard. His skills are extraordinary."

The driver was very proud but more aware: "It's my job, but there may be problems with the method, which has caused a negative impact. If the company wants to criticize me, I will accept it."

Yang Jingxing thought: "It must be praised. It must be a bonus."

What the driver wants is not a bonus, he just wants to be happy at work, and he is also very worried about 402 "Walk with You"...

Cheng Yaoyao was sitting alone in the small reception room outside Yang Jingxing's office. Only Yang Jingxing and Pang Xi could open the studio door. To exaggerate, several computers and equipment in 402 were also commercial secrets.

Cheng Yaoyao didn't get up, but she looked up at the driver with a smile: "He hasn't left yet."

Brother Chen is still very aware: "I don't feel relieved until Manager Yang comes and the task is completed."

Cheng Yaoyao has always been approachable: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Brother Chen waved his hand: "Yao Yao is out of touch with what she said. We often get together, Lao Ma, and we all say Yaoyao is a good person."

Cheng Yaoyao haha.

The driver said to Yang Jingxing: "Then I'll leave first. You guys can chat and call if you want a car."

Yang Jingxing persuaded him to stay: "Don't leave in a hurry. It's rare for someone from the head office to come. Brother Chen can give more guidance on the work and talk more with the front desk."

Brother Chen hehe: "Manager Yang! How dare I guide your people..."

Cheng Yaoyao also smiled a little.

The driver went out. Yang Jingxing closed the door and sat down opposite Cheng Yaoyao: "Sorry for the delay...Who brought the book?"

Cheng Yaoyao lost her expression and continued reading. The magazine she was holding was a popular music magazine from the 1990s, which had been discontinued long ago. But from the magazine, you should be able to feel a little bit of the prosperity of that era. The magazine is the property of the company.

, originally stored in the warehouse, were mainly Gan Kaicheng's feelings. When Yang Jingxing had time, he would find them and take a look, and he cherished them.

After waiting for a while, he found that Cheng Yaoyao was also unwilling to talk to him. Yang Jingxing seemed to be less patient than before, so he got up and opened the door of the studio and went in.

The curtain outside the soundproof glass was closed, and the inside and outside could not see each other, but the door was not closed, and Yang Jingxing could hear the sound of books being slapped hard on the coffee table.

Yang Jingxing tinkered for two minutes, and music rang out from the speakers in the studio. It was a very contemporary song called "Xiao Fang". The short intro was quite recognizable.

After the song was played, Yang Jingxing went out again and sat down opposite Cheng Yaoyao again. Cheng Yaoyao was professional, and her angry sitting posture looked like a star, and the details were worth looking at. Today, Cheng Yaoyao wore a long skirt with complex color matching, and she was very star-like in white.

Sleeveless shirt, still a little bit of lip gloss and mascara on her face.

Yang Jingxing didn't speak and just listened to the song.

After listening to half of the song, Cheng Yaoyao looked at Yang Jingxing, who was in a state of being a musician, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yang Jingxing pointed to the magazine on the coffee table: "1993, let me look back on 1993."

Cheng Yaoyao glanced at Yang Jingxing, her eyes still seemed a little dissatisfied: "...I got the magazine from Teacher Chang, otherwise I would just sit like this!?"

Yang Jingxing: "So I won't waste your time, let's spread the word."

Cheng Yaoyao still had a good temper and asked calmly: "What did you do? What time was it?" This was no longer a question.

Yang Jingxing seemed to have difficulty explaining: "Everything has to be divided into chapters." He also picked up the magazine and asked, "Where did you see it?"

Cheng Yaoyao complained: "Then you called me and agreed at half past two...I don't like this song."

Yang Jingxing stood up: "Go in and sit down."

Cheng Yaoyao also gave face and stood up to follow.

Yang Jingxing still respected the first sister, so he moved his chair and changed the song. The next song was "I Don't Want to Say". When the intro started, Cheng Yaoyao was pleasantly surprised: "This song..." and nodded along to beat the rhythm.

Yang Jingxing also sat down.

Cheng Yaoyao turned her chair and faced Yang Jingxing. She seemed to be happy: "This song is from 1993? I have practiced it for a long time, participated in competitions in junior high school, and started the semester in the third year of junior high school."

Yang Jingxing was also surprised: "Have you ever taken this route?"

Cheng Yaoyao rolled her eyes: "It was popular at the time... I really practiced for a long time, but at that time I had to sing an educational song... Forget it, the next one!" I'm still looking forward to it.

The next song, "Bell and Drum Tower", seemed to be familiar to Cheng Yaoyao. As soon as the intro started, she announced the song title and learned some about the past: "...Oh my God, I realized that I haven't listened to a song in a long time."

Yang Jingxing politely said: "Drinking tea?"
To be continued...