The cool life of sand sculpture

KK studio

"Wen Ru! Why are you paying attention to Shicha all of a sudden!?"

Feng Qingqing was about to explode.

And would love to crack on the spot.

"You have a very good reputation now, so there can't be scandals!"

Wen Ru held the phone and yawned: "I just pay attention to individuals, it's not that exaggerated."

"Aren't you exaggerating! Why don't you just check out the trending searches by yourself! Trending searches!" Feng Qingqing almost turned into a roaring emperor, "Your fans are blown away!"

"Well, I'm already hungry." Wen Ru smacked his mouth, "Let's order duck blood vermicelli soup tonight."

Feng Qingqing: "..."

I don't know if I should say a bad word or not.

"Huh—Wen Ru, I know you don't care about these things when you enter the entertainment circle, but you are an artist of the company after all." Feng Qingqing took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, "Can you withdraw your attention now?"

Wen Ru turned on the hands-free phone directly, and then threw it on the coffee table: "Don't cancel..."

"They didn't come back to lock you up!" Feng Qingqing almost couldn't restrain the roaring power in her body again.

Wen Ru looked indifferent: "If you don't close it, you can't close it. She doesn't know me well, so it's normal if she doesn't close it."

Feng Qingqing's paws holding the phone trembled: "Then why do you pay attention to other girls?"

"I want to read her comics." Wen Ru said casually, "And she's so cute."

Eating is cuter.

The cheeks on both sides are bulging, like a little hamster.

"You can't stop talking!" Feng Qingqing let out the breath she held in her heart.

After finishing the matter, I hung up the phone directly, ready to ask someone to clarify.

Heh, she has seen through Wen Ru a long time ago, this dog man will never clarify by himself.

It can only be resolved by her and Kuhaha's public relations team.

What can we do, there is such a wayward artist who doesn't care about money at the booth - the key point is that his father still has shares in the company, he is considered half a prince, they really can't force Wen Ru to do anything.

Well, of course, the salary of Wen Ru's agent is also very high.

So for the sake of the high salary, Feng Qingqing showed a strong smile.

Laugh out loud, Yida.

But before she got strong enough to go to the company's PR, her cell phone rang again—it was Wen Ru.

This made Feng Qingqing a little strange. Could it be that this kid suddenly realized his conscience and was going to post a Weibo to clarify?

So she answered the phone immediately: "Hello?"

"By the way, Sister Feng, isn't Qi Lang going to adapt Shicha's manga? Please keep an eye on it for me. I'm going to audition then."

Feng Qingqing: "..."

"Dudu-"

Feng Qingqing hung up the phone angrily.

"Ahhh - I want to resign! Resign!!"

Feng Qingqing's angry voice suddenly sounded in the company building and echoed in the corridor.

Others on the floor: "..."

Oh, it's okay, Sister Feng always yells a few words every month.

got used to……

Only the new employees were a little confused, but they were quickly popularized by the old people in the company-this is an "old project" of our company.

Used to it……

So the new employees nodded with a vague understanding, not knowing what was going on.

……

Three days later, Shi Cha dragged his suitcase to the address given by Qi Lang.

Qi Lang has his own dedicated photography team, a rich life doesn't need an explanation.

He has his own studio, which is huge and takes up four floors.

This building is located in the bustling area of ​​Shanghai, and next to the building is a hotel owned by the Qi family, making it very convenient to live in.

Being rich is just so chic.

When Shicha went there, he was arranged to live in the presidential suite next to the building. After packing his luggage, he went directly to the studio according to the address given by Qi Lang.

Walking out of the elevator, you will see the gorgeous studio logo - KK studio.

Looking again, you can see the decoration of the studio.

Oh, don't say it, it's really pretty.

The overall tone is blue and white, simple and elegant.

"Hello, is this Miss Shicha?"

As soon as Shicha entered, the little brother at the front desk of the studio asked her with a gentle smile.

Shicha looked at the little brother at the front desk——Qi Dasha's studio is fine, and it's pleasing to the eye as soon as he enters.

"Well, it's me." Shi Cha also showed a friendly smile.

The little brother at the front desk nodded, and then pressed a walkie-talkie on the front desk.

In the next second, Qi Lang's voice rang from the walkie-talkie: "What's the matter?"

The little brother at the front desk said, "Boss, Miss Shi Cha is here."

"Well, let her come in directly, come to the conference room." Qi Lang hung up after finishing speaking.

Shi Cha blinked and blinked: "That's it?"

"Ah?" The little brother at the front desk looked at Shi Cha with a little confusion, "What is this?"

"It's my first time here, so I don't know the way." Shi Cha spread his hands, "Qi Dasha... ah bah, won't Qi Lang find someone to show me the way?"

Before the little brother at the front desk could speak, the walkie-talkie rang again.

"How old are you, you can't even find a conference room and you need someone to guide you!?"

Shi Cha suddenly looked down, and fixed his eyes on the walkie-talkie: "Yo, are you still there?"

Did you hang up just now?

"Can you not talk to chickens and ducks?" Qi Lang's voice was a little speechless, "You can't find such a big place?"

Shi Cha took out a chocolate bar biscuit from his bag and gnawed on it: "Ang, can I be crazy?"

Intercom: "..."

"You lead her." After being speechless for a few seconds, Qi Lang still compromised.

So the little brother at the front desk nodded, put up a sign on the front desk to leave temporarily, and walked inside with Shicha when he was done.

While walking, Shicha began to inquire about the news: "Brother, how does your boss usually treat you?"

"Uh... pretty good." The little brother at the front desk blinked and said.

Mainly because I was shocked by Shi Cha's address.

This sentence "brother", at first glance, I thought it was a wrong style of painting.

"Really? I see that your boss has a long face all day long. He is not aggressive. Can he treat you well?"

Shi Cha clicked his tongue, put on a disgusted expression on his face, and showed this little brother what it means to be self-willed.

Fortunately, the face is pure and natural, otherwise, after this show of beauty, it would at least cost tens of thousands of dollars to go to the hospital.

"The salary paid by the boss is really high." The little brother at the front desk showed an unclear smile.

Shicha suddenly realized.

Oh--

The two looked at each other, understanding.

As soon as the chat was over, the little brother at the front desk led him to the door of the conference room.

At this moment, many people were already sitting in the conference room, and Qi Lang was sitting at the main seat, talking about something.

The little brother at the front desk retired after leading the way, leaving only Shicha standing at the door.