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"Jack has never been so excited. It seems that you are really in line with his heart. He is one of the top writers of hit songs in China, and with me here, you will definitely become popular in the entertainment industry."
Pei Ximian hummed, not very interested.
Fire or not is not that important to him.
Pei Ximian took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already past five o'clock, and Qingqing should have almost gotten off work by this time.
After thinking for a while, he made a call to Shen Wanqing, and the call was quickly answered.
"Hello, Qingqing?"
Tang Mu, who was driving in the front, could clearly feel that Pei Ximian's tone and expression had become much gentler and sweeter in an instant, completely different from the unusually cold young man in the recording studio.
Pei Ximian pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and asked softly: "It's nothing, I just want to know, Qingqing, are you off work now?"
"It's time to get off work, I'm already home."
Hearing this, Pei Ximian's long eyelashes trembled, and he quickly said: "Then you have a good rest first, I will be back soon. Wait until I come back to cook for you."
Shen Wanqing lay on the sofa and chuckled, "No, I will cook today. Didn't you follow Tang Mu to the studio today? It's just over now, it must be very hard, right? So leave the cooking to me. Enough."
"But" Pei Ximian frowned slightly.
"Why, are you afraid that the food I cook will not taste good and you will dislike me?" Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows lazily.
Pei Ximian's fingertips curled up, he shook his head, his red lips pursed lightly: "No that's not it"
"Okay, I'm going to cook. Remember to come back obediently." Shen Wanqing smiled lazily and hung up the phone.
Pei Ximian put down his phone and looked sideways out the window.
The car suddenly became quiet.
Tang Mu, a man who has always been silent and few words, had to accept defeat when meeting Pei Ximian. He coughed lightly, and Pei Ximian looked up at him coldly.
Tang Mudao: "Do you have Weibo?"
Pei Ximian thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes, my previous agent registered one for me."
"Have you thought about a Weibo account for so long? Is it possible that it has never been used?"
"Yeah." Pei Ximian pursed his lips, his expression very cold.
Tang Mu looked at the expressionless Pei Ximian and felt completely powerless. He continued, "Give me your phone later and I will help you re-verify your Weibo account. After all, you are no longer from Xingyu. But they are from Huarui."
"good."
Tang Mu parked the car aside and looked sideways at Pei Ximian in the back seat, "Cell phone."
Pei Ximian handed the phone to Tang Mu casually. Tang Mu opened the phone and took a look. He didn't look carefully at other people's desktops and directly clicked on Weibo.
After clicking on Weibo, I found that the other party¡¯s Weibo account had been offline for a long time because he had not logged in for a long time.
After a few more minutes, I finally logged on to Weibo.
But Tang Mu was stunned.
Why is this mobile phone so good that it suddenly freezes?
Tang Mu had no choice but to forcefully turn off his phone.
After booting up the phone again, I entered Weibo. This time, nothing happened.
Tang Mu helped Pei Ximian re-authenticate his identity information. He returned to the homepage to check if there were any mistakes. When he saw the number of fans of Pei Ximian, he was shocked.
Fivefive million and two million fans? !
Tang Mu turned around in surprise and asked Pei Ximian, "Did you buy this number of fans?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com