Chapter 172

Qin Mu 泫 put on his clothes and went downstairs. He happened to meet housekeeper Xu, who was explaining things to his servant. Housekeeper Xu saluted him respectfully: "second young master, breakfast is ready. Would you like to use it now?"

"No more." Qin said as he fastened the button. When I came to the dining room, I saw Qin MUCI sitting at the dining table eating breakfast.

He hurried to the other end of the table and sat down with a low cough. I took a piece of toast and ate it carelessly.

Qin muchI heard the sound and looked up at him: "up?"

"Well."

Qin Mu Chi took a sip of coffee and said without emotion: "it's rare to see you have breakfast at home."

The boy bowed his head and did not speak.

Qin said, "but it's good to eat more at home. The things outside are dirty and nutritious. You may not feel it when you are young. When you are my age, you will understand the importance of body. "

Young mouth raised a touch of light radian, slightly slow anger: "brother, where are you old?"

Qin turned over the financial newspaper beside him and asked, "by the way, last time my father asked you to find something to do in the company, how did you think about it?"

The boy tore the toast: "I said no, I'm doing well in the bar now. Last night, another star scout said that he wanted to make me a star."

Qin Mu Chi closed the newspaper: "the work of singing in a bar can't be put on the stage. What's more, the second young master of the Qin family went to the bar to sing. It's not nice to say that. "

"I'm not singing!" He said angrily.

"Oh? What do you think you're doing? " Qin Mu Chiyou said: "the pursuit of art?"

The young man suddenly got up, just a little calm face, now is full of violent factors: "brother, you don't have to worry about my business. One day, I will succeed with my own ability

Finish saying, then angrily walk toward the door.

After explaining some recent important activities, Shu Ya, Secretary of NES president's office, suddenly said, "Mr. Gu, director Du said there is something important for you."

Gu Haoran nodded: "well, let him in."

After a while, a man with yellow and green hair came in happily. Gu Haoran had a headache every time he saw the hair on his head that was comparable to a palette.

As soon as the green haired man came in, he took it for granted to sit on the sofa, cocked his orchid fingers and said excitedly: "Oh, Mr. Gu I dug a good seedling for you last night

Gu Haoran raised his eyebrows and said that he was listening, but he was irritable.

"Last night, I saw a resident singer in the night charm bar. It really requires voice, aura and figure, especially the face. I've been a star scout for so many years, and it's the most exquisite one I've ever seen..."

Gu Haoran looked at his watch. It was almost noon. He was so tired that he wanted to catch up. This director Du Ziteng said these words every time he came to find someone new. For a woman, he will boast like an immortal; for a man, he will boast like a fancy man. But whenever he really excitedly went to meet, he was so miserable that people wanted to vomit blood.

"Well..." He nodded, tone some perfunctory: "there is no audition disc, give me to listen to it, if you can, I'll make an appointment to meet again."

"Stomachache" smell speech, immediately like a treasure, hand in the hands of the CD-ROM in the past: "Mr. Gu, it's really a rare sound of nature, I promise you'll toss and turn, linger, taste, can't sleep at night..."

"Well, I see. It's noon, and director Du is working hard. Let's go to dinner. " Gu Haoran interrupted his idiom show.

"Stomachache" smell speech, immediately at ease stand at attention, with the correct language way: "in order to the company can dig more new people, in order to Gu's career can be more rapid development, Zi Teng is not hard! Zi Teng vowed to follow president Gu to the death. He could only gallop with his blood

Gu Haoran: "it's..."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Haoran finished processing most of the documents on his desk and rubbed his eyebrows wearily.

With a slight turn of his eyes, he noticed the disc in the corner of the table that he hadn't had time to clean up. He put the disc on his finger and played with it repeatedly. Then he leaned over and put it into the disc player behind him.

Half an hour later, he dialed Du Ziteng: "Hello, director Du?"

"Yes, what's Mr. Gu's order?" A man's voice is always flattering.

Gu Haoran turned the ball pen in his hand, "I've heard the disc you gave me at noon, and I feel very good. Can you contact that person for me now? I want to see him immediately

"Yes..." Du Ziteng looked excited: "I'm going to contact you now."

Hang up the phone, Gu Haoran sat in the same place for a few minutes, then took the suit hanging on the chair and walked toward the underground garage.