The confession was rejected, and the school belle's persona jumped up

Jiang Duoduo lay alone on the sofa, thinking a lot.

But the girl didn't seem to accept him very much, and even returned his scarf. What's going on?

Thinking of this, Jiang Duoduo's spirit lifted.

That means something is wrong between the two of them.

Well, that's good, I'm just free these few days, so I can sneak a look at his school and find out about the situation.

After finally sorting out this matter, Jiang Duoduo got up from the sofa, hummed a little tune and went to the bathroom.

Room 302, Male Dormitory, Department of Finance, Jiangcheng University.

Song Xiang was still trying to brainwash Jiang Yi: "Brother Jiang, I think it's better to go to this school celebration instead of me."

"I think your song creation is really good, the melody is sad and beautiful, and I feel full of emotions."

"Compared with yours, I think my song is so ugly that I'm embarrassed to play it."

"Hey, can you, can you? If you nod, I'll talk to the head of the music department right away."

Lu Zhuo and Cheng Tianhai also surrounded him, looking at Jiang Yi expectantly.

"Brother Jiang, I think Xiao Xiangzi is right. If you don't perform that song on stage, you will be at a loss."

"And didn't you make that song for Du Bingli? If you performed on stage that day, think about how excited she would be."

But Jiang Yi didn't have much desire for acting.

At the beginning, creating songs was just a whim, just picked up the guitar, there was a melody in my mind, and my fingers started to play flexibly.

After all, it is given away by the system for free. Even if there is no foundation, it can still have a very deep charm.

But he didn't have the idea to perform on stage.

Seeing several people pestering him all the time, Jiang Yi had no choice but to casually say: "Okay, or you can sing that song, anyway, we are buddies, so we don't care too much about it."

"I'll charge you a little less for the copyright fee, how about [-]?"

Song Xiang's eyes widened when he heard this, wishing he could strangle Jiang Yi to death.

"I'll go, are you still a buddy?"

"I don't think capitalists are as rampant as you. Do you know that I'm already poor and have a double-digit balance left?"

"Where can I get you [-], and tell you, there's not even a dime!"

But everyone knew that Jiang Yi was joking, and he didn't take it seriously. The boys in the dormitory laughed together, and the atmosphere was joyful.

"Hey, you don't have a good attitude to ask for help, so I won't give you this song. You can figure out what to do when the time comes."

"Anyway, the school celebration will be here in two or three days. If you can't come up with any songs by then, your minister will put pressure on you, so don't come to me."

Jiang Yi looked gloating because he didn't have any tasks for the school celebration.

And the reason why he lived in the school dormitory tonight was not because he wanted to practice singing, it was just an excuse.

The real reason is that the relationship between him and Jiang Duoduo is a bit awkward now.

Before he sorted out his thoughts, he didn't want to have too much contact with this god-sister from many years ago.

"Oh, the damned charm that has no place!"

Jiang Yi lay on the bed and sighed sadly, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Brother Jiang, I really think you can think about this matter."

"Think about it, this song is original by you, and it's so nice, it will definitely become popular once it comes up, maybe it will become the hottest song of the year in our school."

"And think about it, all the well-known figures will come to our school celebration. If they also like your song, there will be some rich boss who will invest in you."

"If I give you a package, maybe you can become a singer, and then the future will be extremely bright?"

Song Xiang is lying beside Jiang Yi here, chattering, just to be able to persuade him.

"Okay, okay, let me think about this matter, and I'll tell you when I think about it, I'd better rest tonight, I'm almost exhausted."

After turning off the lights, a few people chatted there for a while, and everyone gradually fell asleep.

The next day, Jiang Duoduo ate breakfast in a good mood, and drove his sports car to the entrance of the company.

Yunduo Clothing Design Co., Ltd., located in the commercial street in the center of Jiangcheng City, is an industry under the name of Jiang Duoduo.

Jiang Duoduo parked the car and went directly to the company.

"Sister Ping, do you have any new clients today?" Jiang Duoduo put the bag on the desk and yelled to the office next door.

After a while, a 35-year-old woman in a smart suit came over.

"Mr. Jiang, yesterday I posted a lot of investment information on the Internet, and communicated with some of our previous customers."

Sister Ping frowned slightly: "But I haven't received any news until now, and some bosses who have worked with me before seem to be reluctant to continue signing contracts with us."

Jiang Duoduo's face was also slightly gloomy.

"What about Mr. Yang? Hasn't he been cooperating with us for the past few years? Have you called him? What did he say?"

Before Sister Ping could speak, Jiang Duoduo spoke again: "It's okay, I'll call Mr. Yang myself in a while, go get busy first, I'll call you if I need something."

Sister Ping left Jiang Duoduo's office, sighed, and returned to her desk.

"Oh, I don't know when this matter will end."

While talking, a young girl came in at the door holding a large stack of documents.

Unlike the others, she had a gossip expression on her face. As soon as she came in and put the materials on the table, she glanced in the direction of the door and spoke in a low voice.

"Sister Ping, what's the matter? Sister Dodo hasn't figured it out in the past two days? You have to do more ideological work for her, otherwise our company will go bankrupt sooner or later."

Sister Ping also had a sad face, she raised her head and glared at her: "What are you worrying about here? Just do your job well."

"Do you think I didn't say it? But Mr. Jiang is quite stubborn. Can she listen to me?"

The little girl frowned when she heard that.

"Hey, why do you think Sister Dodo is doing this? The company is doing well, but she insists on getting into trouble with Mr. Dajiang. Now the business is going well, and there is no one."

"In the past, Mr. Dajiang paid special attention to our place, and often came to visit and guide us."

As the little girl spoke, there was a trace of resentment on her face.

"If you want to say that Mr. Da Jiang is real, Sister Duoduo is also his biological daughter. He has dealt with such a ruthless hand and cut off all of our company's financial resources."