After Qin Feng came out of the piano store, he found a cool place and prepared to think about the next plan.
In this world, although the music level is far inferior to Qin Feng's original world, the consciousness of pornography is always at the forefront, and any infringement will inevitably be punished with the harshest sanctions.
Therefore, Qin Feng is ready to cooperate with Cao Jingjing Company to spread truly good music to the public.
Before, Qin Feng had been unwilling to cooperate because he felt that signing the contract would greatly restrict his personal freedom. He did not want music to be a burden. He wanted music to return to its true nature and let music bring him happiness. That was Qin Feng’s true love. want.
These days, Cao Jingjing sends messages to Qin Feng every day, but Qin Feng never replies. Cao Jingjing has lowered her bottom line and principles again and again, and even proposed that Qin Feng can become the company's top part-time singer. What does it mean to be the top part-time singer? That is to give Qin Fengzhang the best resources, but it does not restrict his freedom. He should study or study.
These days, Zhuomei Company is incubating new products. Cao Jingjing is busy from morning to night, never stopping for a moment. Whenever she has free time, she will definitely go to school to settle accounts with Qin Feng.
Finally, Cao Jingjing waited for Qin Feng's reply, although it was only a short two-word "Are you there?"
Cao Jingjing replied to Qin Feng with a short essay of 500 words, pouring out her anger and bitterness these days. It was so hot that Qin Feng couldn't bear to read it.
Therefore, Qin Feng directly pointed out that some things were better discussed in person.
At that time, Cao Jingjing had just prepared to hold an important meeting. The meeting was chaired by her sister Cao Jianjia, and Zhuomei's senior executives would all attend, and no one was left behind.
Jingjing looked at the positioning on the phone screen without any hesitation.
This meeting is closed. We must go over and deal with him.
So, Cao Jingjing didn't even say hello, and drove her Mercedes-Benz G straight to the commercial street, cursing while driving.
On the other side, Qin Feng sneezed one after another.
Qin Feng rubbed his nose and said to himself: "I can't use the air conditioner in the mall anymore, I'm going to catch a cold."
Later, Qin Feng came out of the mall and wanted to buy a popsicle.
There are more and more popsicle assassins nowadays, and Qin Feng really doesn’t dare to buy them in the mall.
It's not because Qin Feng is short of money, it's just that the mall doesn't clearly mark the price, which is a bad behavior.
A mediocre popsicle costs 35 yuan at the checkout counter. Who can bear this?
Nowadays, there are actually a lot of people buying homemade popsicles at roadside stalls. Qin Feng walked around and saw an old man selling them.
It's really embarrassing for me to set up a stall on the roadside in such hot weather.
Qin Feng was going to patronize his business.
"Uncle, how much does a popsicle cost?" Qin Feng stepped forward and asked.
"One dollar a piece." The uncle replied.
"One piece per piece, it's so cheap, let's get one." Qin Feng said cheerfully.
"OK."
The uncle took out a large piece of ice from the refrigerator, and then made a show of it, which made Qin Feng stunned.
Your uncle is indeed your uncle, he is really good at playing ice.
Within a few minutes, a piece of homemade popsicle was completed. Qin Feng scanned the QR code to pay and couldn't wait to try it.
Take one sip and wow, it’s so refreshing.
Qin Feng chatted with the uncle while eating, and said: "Uncle, your skills are good and you have a lot of flowers. You should go to the school gate to sell them. Children like fancy things the most."
The uncle was very sincere and said slowly: "My food is unhygienic and cannot be given to children."
When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately froze while washing the popsicles.
What we are saying is that the uncle is a little kind, but not much.
Qin Feng asked awkwardly: "Uncle, your popsicles are unhygienic, and you still sell them? Adults don't deserve to be poisoned, right?"
"It's okay, your immunity is strong."
Qin Feng squeezed out a smile awkwardly and said, "Okay, give me another one, and my friend will come over later."
"Original?"
"Let's have a strawberry one."
"good."
The uncle has five colors of pigments and blends them on site, so he can have any flavor he wants. This is purely technology and hard work.
Just in time, Cao Jingjing's Mercedes-Benz G arrived as soon as the uncle's popsicles were made. The license plate number was five and nine, which was easy to identify.
Qin Feng had a premonition that something bad was going to happen and guessed that Cao Jingjing would transform into a violent warrior, and Qin Feng had already thought of a countermeasure.
Sure enough, Cao Jingjing got out of the car and went straight to Qin Feng. Her capable steps and chic figure attracted the attention of many male compatriots. Some of them already had girlfriends who chose to risk their lives to peek, which was enough to see Cao Jingjing's personality. Charm is definitely a killer for men.
Cao Jingjing faced Qin Feng directly, her cold eyes immediately made the temperature around her drop, and Qin Feng actually felt a chill on his back.
"That's right. You're playing hard to get. Do I, Cao Jingjing, owe you? Ah? Why do I owe you millions? If you don't reply to messages or answer calls, I will go downstairs to your dormitory to invite you. Already..."
Cao Jingjing vented her dissatisfaction these days, while Qin Feng heard it in one ear and out the other.
In the end, more and more people were watching, and Qin Feng had no choice but to use his ultimate move.
"Eat a popsicle first? I bought it especially for you, strawberry flavor." Qin Feng said in a gentle tone.
In fact, Qin Feng could have stuffed it directly into her mouth, but on second thought, it was a bit rough and not good.
Cao Jingjing refused impatiently: "Who cares about your popsicles? I won't eat them. I'm telling you business. Are you listening?"
Qin Feng nodded and said, "I'm listening, but are you really not going to eat? You're almost melting, or are you waiting for me to say that?"
"That sentence, which sentence?" Jingjing asked doubtfully.
"Here comes the little flying stick." Qin Feng put the popsicle two centimeters in front of Cao Jingjing's forehead.
Cao Jingjing endured it again and again. She felt that she was childish enough, but she didn't expect that Qin Feng was even more childish than herself. No, it can no longer be described as childish, it should be described as mentally retarded.
You are just a retard, Cao Jingjing complained crazily in her heart.
But in reality, Cao Jingjing still crossed her inner bottom line and took Qin Feng's popsicle.
The two found a cool place and chatted while eating. ..
Whenever a girl has something to eat in her hand, she will obviously talk less because talking will delay eating.
"Explain it, you'd better make up a decent excuse." Cao Jingjing sat on a chair, eating popsicles and staring at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng had nothing to explain, so he said: "There is something wrong with my phone. Not only are messages delayed, but reminders are often not received."
"Really? What kind of phone do you have?"
"Pineapple."
"Pineapple? What the hell?"
Qin Feng took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, there was a pineapple logo on the cover. Cao Jingjing had learned a lot. There are apples in foreign countries, and pineapples in China.
Cao Jingjing tried to send a few more messages to Qin Feng. Sure enough, Qin Feng's mobile phone did not remind him, and the messages were obviously delayed and stuck.
Cao Jingjing said angrily: "Change your mobile phone, change your mobile phone quickly, this is a waste of time."
Qin Feng said: "What kind of mobile phone should I change? No one will change it for me."
As soon as Cao Jingjing heard this, she knew what it meant. She glared at Qin Feng and said, "Let's go, I'll change it for you. I'll change it for you with the best one. When the time comes, if you don't reply to my message, do you believe me or not?" ..."
Cao Jingjing raised her little fist, but Qin Feng didn't even try to avoid it.
Qin Feng put the phone back into his pocket and said with a smile: "I was just kidding, I don't want to change my phone."
"Why?"
"There are too many messages and I don't have the energy to reply. It's good now. My phone automatically filters the messages for me."
Cao Jingjing said awkwardly: "You must be poisonous."
While chatting, Qin Feng suddenly discovered something strange about Cao Jingjing.
"Oh my god, your tongue..." Qin Feng looked at Cao Jingjing with surprised eyes.
Cao
Jingjing was stunned for a moment, then took out her mobile phone, opened the camera and took a look. Good guy, her tongue was red, full of strawberry pigment.
Cao Jingjing glared at Qin Feng angrily and said, "Where did you buy the popsicles? Why are they still fading?"
Qin Feng said with a smile: "It's normal. When I was a child, the color of my popsicles faded. When I ate apple popsicles, my tongue turned green, when I ate pineapple popsicles, my tongue turned yellow, and when I ate strawberry popsicles, my tongue turned dark red."
"It's so embarrassing." Cao Jingjing immediately wanted to throw the popsicle away, but after thinking about it, she refused.
Forget it, it’s all dyed, it doesn’t matter, Cao Jingjing thought to herself.
