"ha?"
When Zhao Yuping heard the voice on the phone, she stood up from her chair in surprise!
"What's going on? Are you getting rich?"
The other party's voice on the phone was filled with immense joy, and the joy seemed to come out of the receiver.
"Hey, thanks to our singer, we got a little more dividends. So today I went to the 4S store to pick up the BWM Z4 I dreamed of!"
Zhang Lingling's voice is like singing. If her colleagues saw her who is usually serious and unsmiling like this, they would be shocked.
But only people who have been classmates together can know that this girl is actually a very lively and cheerful person at heart.
"Oh? So awesome? Congratulations! Okay, what time and place tonight?"
Although Zhao Yuping is now very worried about her little cousin.
But when this old classmate of mine met a happy event, it was natural for me to go over and congratulate her.
After getting the time and address, the two hung up the phone.
"Oh, how come there is such a big gap between everyone? We are classmates from the same class, but she went to Feiyang, and I went to that small company..."
She curled her lips and complained helplessly.
"What's up?"
Ling Buwei saw Sister Zhao's helpless look and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"My college classmate, the singer he leads has made a lot of money. Today he picked up a car to celebrate and treated some of our classmates to dinner..."
Zhao Yuping sat down softly, put the mobile phone in her hand weakly on the table in front of her, tilted her head back and leaned on the back of the sofa, with an expression of despair.
"Hey……"
Ling Bu opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say to comfort his cousin, so he closed his mouth angrily and let out a helpless sigh.
…
It's night at a food street in the center of Chengdu.
In a private room in a hot pot restaurant, several fashionably dressed women in their thirties were already sitting.
Sitting in the middle is today’s protagonist, Zhang Lingling.
Zhao Yuping had also arrived early and sat in the first seat on her left.
"Everyone is basically here. Come, let's have a drink for this wonderful day!"
Zhao Lingling raised the beer glass in her hand, which contained a glass of white liquid.
Yes, it's Sprite.
She came here in her new car today and didn't dare to drink.
"Dry!"
A group of little sisters stretched out their hands and clinked the beer glasses in their hands (this time containing beer), and the hops overflowed.
"Ha, that's cool!"
Everyone drained the liquid in their cups and sat down one after another.
"I'm so happy today. After working as an agent for so long, I finally got a wave of good luck!"
Zhang Lingling, who usually had a serious and steady image in front of her colleagues and singers, was completely relaxed today.
The few people around me are either my roommates in college, old friends, or my best friends since childhood.
I have been working in Shanghai, and rarely have the opportunity to come to Chengdu to meet everyone. Today I finally found an excuse to have a good meal!
The coldness of the winter was dissipated by the steaming heat of the hot pot in the room. Everyone's coats, coats and bags were placed on the empty chairs next to them, and everyone began to spread their arms and eat and drink - because Today, all the people here are girls. Normally, no one knows who else’s temperament, so there is no need to pretend to be a lady.
Moreover, it was a grand treat, and it was agreed that we could drink and drink as much as we wanted, and no one was allowed to go back until we had a full stomach!
A group of people were laughing and joking. You toasted me a toast, I toasted you a toast, and then together toasted today’s host. The atmosphere was very lively.
But there is a small group of people - well, actually only Zhao Yuping is the one who is forced to smile and doesn't have a good appetite.
"Hey, Yu Ping, come and do it!"
A classmate with her hair tied up in a bun and wearing a bright red woolen sweater grabbed her around the neck, and then stretched out her other hand holding a wine glass to clink it with her.
"Xiaoyu, I'm not feeling very well today, so I won't have a toast..."
Zhao Yuping looked at her a little embarrassed, with a hint of resistance on his face.
"Oh? Could it be that my aunt is here? I don't remember that you haven't been having something on your mind these past few days?"
The person known as Xiaoyu put down the hand that was strangling her neck, and also put down the beer glass in the other hand.
"No...Oh, I feel uncomfortable with something...Forget it, I'm here now, I can't spoil your fun, let's do it!"
As he said that, he suddenly picked up his own cup, reached out to the other person's beer cup and clinked it, making a "dang" sound.
"Okay, don't be unhappy today. If you have any troubles, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Just do it!"
Xiaoyu happily raised the cup to her mouth, drank about half the bottle of wine in one gulp, and then opened the bottom of the cup.
Zhao Yuping also picked up the cup, no longer thinking about those troublesome things, and concentrated on drinking!
"Hey, Yu Ping, I think you're not in the right state. What's wrong? Are you falling out of love?"
Zhang Lingling happened to turn her head at this time and saw something strange about her.
"No, it's okay, just a little trouble at work..."
After one glass of wine, and everyone having a drink together just now, Zhao Yuping, who usually doesn't drink much, already had a little blush on her face.
"It's about work? Is one of your singers causing you trouble again? Well, let me tell you, you have to be a little more serious when dealing with these young people and don't show the side of you in your daily life in front of them. , if you are a little softer to them, they will dare to ride on you, or they will cause you a lot of trouble for you to clean up..."
Zhang Lingling also drank several cups at this time. Although it was just Sprite, the excitement of the hot pot became more and more exciting. She still felt a little dizzy, so she became more relaxed when speaking. Zhao Yuping began to complain about how she was teased by the young singers she led when she first became an agent, and how many times she gave them PG.
"No, I have resigned from that company, and now I am concentrating on taking care of my cousin—you should have heard of his name, Ling Buwei."
Zhao Yuping and Zhang Lingling had a very good relationship in college. They lived in the same dormitory and often went together to study in the dining hall and library. They were very good friends.
It's just that after graduation, one went to Shanghai and the other to Chengdu. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they seemed a bit alien.
"Ling Buwei? This name sounds so familiar... Oh, I remembered it! Isn't he the national champion of this year's "Brilliant Voice"? Why, is he under your command now? And... he's still your cousin?"
Zhang Lingling suddenly woke up, and the professionalism she had honed over the years at work suddenly appeared in her body.
"Yes, yes, he is still an independent singer and has not signed with any company. I take him to help him take care of his daily activities. He is planning to release his first single recently..."
"But I helped him contact the three major companies, and the songs he got were all B+ to A-, but he, he was still not satisfied... He insisted on asking me to help him find a song that would make him famous in one go, at least Earn A grade..."
Zhao Yuping held the empty cup in both hands and stared at the cup, her voice sounding a little lonely and aggrieved.
