Stupid cute maid loves to play tricks

Gu Xiaoqing held her mouth helplessly, gritted her teeth and said coldly: "Okay, I promise you."

Gu Xiaoqing is now focused on becoming stronger, otherwise she will not be able to avenge her revenge, so she must become stronger, no matter what.

Zhang Ke nodded in satisfaction. He will let Gu Xiaoqing recover as soon as possible these days, so as not to let her be immersed in grief.

Zhang Ke looked at Gu Xiaoqing calmly, and said softly: "Miss Xiaoqing, take a rest first, I'll go to Teacher Gao Li's side to see if I can rent a cheap house nearby, and then I will It’s good to have a shelter from the wind and rain.”

Zhang Ke showed his canine teeth and smiled mischievously. It was Gu Xiaoqing who helped him before, and now it's his turn to help her.

Gu Xiaoqing shook her hands in a daze, and didn't speak. Her mind is in a mess now, she can't think about the problem at all, and said coldly: "Go, I'm fine here."

Zhang Ke stared at Gu Xiaoqing hesitantly, he was really worried about her, but Gao Li called again, and he fell into a dilemma.

"For the future!" Zhang Ke gritted his teeth, clenched his fists angrily, and strode towards the door, refusing to look back at Gu Xiaoqing, for he was afraid that he would regret it after seeing it.

Gu Xiaoqing looked at the distant scenery lonely, and her lonely back looked even more lonely in the empty ward.

Zhang Ke touched the manuscript on his body, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Someone can understand his music, which is more gratifying than anything else.

Zhang Ke held on to the railing on the subway, sweat dripped from his forehead, too many people were taking the subway, and there was a greasy smell in the air, which made him feel sick to his stomach.

He covered his mouth with his other hand, his head hurt, and he looked at the people in the subway in a daze.

Zhang Ke reached the terminal in a daze. He staggered forward and walked to the side of the trash can. He vomited wildly while holding the trash can.

Zhang Ke didn't care about the eyes of the people on the street at all. He felt like he was about to spit out bile. He poured the mineral water in his hand into his mouth and rinsed his mouth.

"Where's my manuscript?" Zhang Ke fumbled for the things in his pocket suspiciously. He carefully flipped through the pockets, but still found no trace of the manuscript.

His heart skipped a beat. His money was still there, but the manuscript was gone. He looked at the busy street with a panicked look on his face. His manuscript would not be lost on the subway.

Zhang Ke walked to Gao Li's company with a feeling of apprehension. He took a deep breath and slowly raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A deep voice came from inside, Zhang Ke pushed the door and walked into the office slowly, looking at the man sitting on the leather sofa in front of him uneasily.

Zhang Ke respectfully called out: "Teacher Gao."

Gao Li irritatedly threw a bunch of waste paper into the trash can. Zhang Ke glanced at the notes written on it, and he probably guessed that it was a manuscript.

Gao Li raised his head leisurely, with unresolved melancholy between his brows, he looked at Zhang Ke coldly, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes: "Are you Zhang Ke?"

I saw Zhang Ke nodded heavily, and said in fear: "I am Zhang Ke, the one who broke the string of my guitar in the hotel in the town."

Zhang Ke stared at Gao Li with excited eyes, wondering if he still had an impression?
I don't know if he heard the message he left for Gao Li last time.

Gao Li thoughtfully looked at the handsome Zhang Ke in front of him, and said puzzledly: "I seem to have a little impression, sorry, I work too much, and my memory is not very good."

Zhang Ke smiled indifferently, and said softly: "Mr. Gao, I came today to ask one thing, which is the last time you promised me to let me join the company..."

Zhang Ke looked at Gao Li in a dilemma. He had no impression of him. Does that mean his music dream is hopeless?

Gao Li pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and said calmly with a smile on his face: "Yes, you can show me the manuscript first, after all, I don't recruit useless people here."

Gao Li immediately changed his face, glancing at the pile of manuscripts on the table with gloomy eyes, he was very angry, what was handed in here was a pile of waste paper.

Zhang Ke stood there hesitantly, looked at Gao Li with a guilty conscience, and said weakly: "Mr. Gao, my manuscript has been stolen."

Zhang Ke's ears were flushed. Would Gao Li believe his reason? After all, who would steal the manuscript? He kept looking at Gao Li from the corner of his eye.

Gao Li looked at Zhang Ke in surprise, stood up slowly, looked at him, and said in a cold voice: "Zhang Ke, I think your musical talent is good, but you can't use this reason to fool you Me, my time is precious."

There was a trace of anger on Gao Li's face. He remembered that he said last time that he wanted Zhang Ke to bring the original manuscript, but now he told him that it had been stolen, and his favorability for him suddenly dropped to zero.

Zhang Ke said eagerly: "That's not the case, Mr. Gao, I still remember those songs, I can write them now."

Zhang Ke didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he said urgently to Gao Li, his palms were covered with cold sweat, he was afraid that if he missed this opportunity, he would lose it.

Gao Li glanced at Zhang Ke in disbelief, waved his hands irritably and said, "Go and write it, and leave it to me before today."

"Can I just write in your office?" Zhang Ke asked Gao Li softly. He wrote here, and he wrote very quickly.

Gao Li pursed his lips and said nothing, as if he had tacitly agreed to the request he wrote here. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he said irritably, "Come in."

Gao Li tapped on the table irritably, and looked at the people who came in coldly.

The assistant walked into the office, and seeing his gloomy face, he knew something was wrong this time, and it was even worse.

The assistant walked to Gao Li's side, handed a stack of papers to Gao Li respectfully, and said calmly: "Boss, this is their original manuscript, please read it."

Gao Li walked up to the assistant, snatched the paper from the assistant's hand angrily, waved it on his face vigorously, and said angrily: "This is the quality you handed in? It's the same as what you wrote, even the dog Worse than shit."

Gao Li stared angrily at the assistant in front of him, picked up some shredded paper scattered on the ground, threw it directly into the shredder, and said indifferently: "I don't even want to see this, as an assistant, you shouldn't read it first Give it to me again?"

The assistant lowered his head without saying a word, and he silently endured Gao Li's anger. If it wasn't for the high salary, he would have slapped his ass and left long ago, and stayed here to suffer this wrong.

Gao Li pointed to the assistant's nose, and said coldly: "Do you know what day will be after a week, the Original Singer Conference, tell me where is the manuscript? Where is the singer? You just wait for the company to go bankrupt."

The anger in Gao Li's heart didn't come to one place. He didn't want to see him collapse like this for the company he worked so hard to build up. It was his hard work.

Gao Li's cheeks were flushed, and he looked at the assistant angrily, with an expression of resentment.

The assistant clenched his fists tightly, he raised his head, angrily tore off the assistant brand on his clothes, and threw it on Gao Li's body: "I won't be an assistant anymore, you can go to whomever you like, To follow you is to be angry, so you can live your life with your music dream.”

The assistant walked out of the office without looking back, and Zhang Ke, who was writing the manuscript beside him, witnessed the whole process, swallowed hard, and put down the last stroke. After finishing the manuscript, he walked in front of Gao Li.

Gao Li looked at Zhang Ke in confusion, and said with a gloomy face, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhang Ke handed a stack of papers to Gao Li, and said with a gentle smile, "Mr. Gao, I can see that you also have a musical dream. How about you take a look at my manuscript first?"

Zhang Ke looked at Gao Li confidently. He believed that he would definitely recognize his works. This was a confidence he had never had before. Maybe it was because he had to face it when he thought of the next life.

Gao Lishen looked at Zhang Ke in front of him mysteriously, pushed his glasses, and said coldly: "I hope you don't let me down."

Gao Li slowly walked back to his seat, and he dismissed the waste paper all over the floor. He glanced coldly at Zhang Ke's score.

Zhang Ke didn't urge him to finish the manuscript in a hurry, but picked up the broom beside him and swept the garbage on the ground, dumped it into the trash can, with a vague smile on his lips.

Gao Li's eyes sparkled, he raised his head in shock, pointed at the manuscript excitedly and said, "You really wrote this?"

Zhang Ke put the broom aside in the corner, walked up to Gao Li, and said calmly, "Of course I wrote it, and I think it will be very helpful for your singer contest a week later."

The corner of Zhang Ke's mouth raised a smile. He thought that his music was not bad, but he didn't find like-minded people. Now Gao Li shares the same dream as him.

Gao Li glanced at Zhang Ke suspiciously, put down the manuscript in his hand, took away his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "I am the only one left in the company now, and now the company is just an empty shell."

Gao Li sighed leisurely. Those who should go have gone, and those who shouldn't have gone. He also took away more than half of the company's funds. Although he is a musician, all his money is spent on cultivating singers. The body is now in vain, bearing a name of nothingness.

Zhang Ke didn't seem to have thought that the current situation was so cruel. He darkened his face and looked at Gao Li in silence.

Gao Li waved his hands sadly, handed the manuscript on the table to Zhang Ke, and said helplessly, "You can go too, this company is going to close down."

Gao Li obsessively looked around at the surrounding furnishings, he thought his dream could come true, but the reality hit him hard, he leaned on the seat decadently, and slowly closed his disappointed eyes.

Zhang Ke didn't know where the courage came from, and said loudly to Gao Li: "I am willing to join your company and create a blue sky for the company."

After Zhang Ke said this, he regretted it. He looked at the ground in annoyance, wishing to take back what he said immediately.

Gao Li opened his eyes in surprise, and asked again in doubt: "What did you just say? You want to join the company?"

Excitement and joy flashed across Gao Li's face. He looked at the manuscript in Zhang Ke's hand. He studied the score carefully and hummed softly.

The flesh on Gao Li's face kept trembling, he looked at Zhang Ke ecstatically, walked up to him, grabbed his hand, and said excitedly: "This time the company is saved, Zhang Ke's I read the manuscript carefully, and it is very good."

"Really?" Zhang Ke asked incredulously, he only knew that when he sang and hummed, Gu Xiaoqing was intoxicated in his singing, but he was actually not very sure.

Gao Li nodded solemnly, patted Zhang Ke on the shoulder heartily, and said excitedly: "You are the vice president of the company, and you will be fine in the singer contest a week later."

Gao Li put all his sustenance and hope on Zhang Ke, he believed that he could do it, and this original manuscript gave him a bright feeling.

Zhang Ke looked at Gao Li in a dilemma. He was not sure whether he could succeed. The singer competition must have had a great impact on the company.

Zhang Ke asked silently: "Is the singer contest important?"

Gao Li slapped the table, his eyebrows were full of joy, and he said loudly: "Of course it is important. As long as we get No.1, there will be investment from big companies, and our company can go public and take on the task. The main thing is to prove ourselves, This is also a good opportunity for you to shine."