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Chapter 112 Don’t shoot

The decoration company Zhou Huimin found is indeed very reliable.

The last time I came here, the third floor was still full of potholes, as if it had just been hit by a missile.

This time, the third floor has taken shape.

The style that Zhou Huimin wants is simple yet not simplistic.

The floor tiles are a mixture of black, white and grey, resembling flowing water patterns. An oval frame extends from the white wall. It looks like it has not been decorated yet, but it already has some flavor.

The newly separated reception room and large conference room have a playful cartoon style, and the front desk at the entrance is made into an integrated streamlined sculpture.

"The decoration is a bit too fast!" He Daqi poked the front desk and found that it was just a frame without any shell.

Zhou Huimin obviously saw it too, and said casually, "It's still early. We're just here to set up the frame and take measurements. It will probably take some time before the actual product is made."

But she walked around with a smile on her face, obviously in a good mood.

"Now that this place is renovated, will the little girls come here to practice dancing?"

Zhou Huimin shook her head and pointed in several directions with her finger, introducing them one by one. "If they don't want to come, let them practice in the villa. This place is mainly used for business reception and film and television post-processing. The several large offices over there are for setting up workstations."

He Daqi looked at the high-spirited Zhou Huimin and felt a little numb.

"Aren't we an agency? How did we get involved in film and television post-production?"

Zhou Huimin looked back at him, blinked her big, bright eyes, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, like a cute and sweet girl.

"I didn't say we only do artist management. Our company is called Yonghui Qiming Media Co., Ltd., and we've applied for a lot of business scopes. It can't be in vain, right?"

Damn! This woman is serious!
He Daqi had always thought that Zhou Huimin was just joking, so he happily joined in the fun. But now that the tide has receded, he found himself swimming naked after all this time.

Zhou Huimin was in a good mood now. She came over with a smile, put her arm around He Daqi's arm, and rested her head under He Daqi's shoulder.

"Let's go back and study the album. Now that you're not going to the crew, you don't have any excuses to hold back, right?"

"This time I want to put the copyright under my own name..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin looked at He Daqi's face. Seeing that he was a little hesitant, she knew that she could still continue to control the situation.

"You're still young, and you won't be able to control the copyright. Let's do it the same way as before. Let's sign a contract and I'll help you buy a house with the proceeds."

He Daqi is not really stupid, so how could he not know that Zhou Huimin is fooling him? But this is the only way now. Otherwise, if he argues with Zhou Huimin, she will make a big fuss again.

Alas...it's so hard to be a man.

I heard that there have been new developments in surgery abroad, and I wonder if those who undergo it are thinking of joining in if they can't beat them.

The convoy slowly drove away from Yonghui Qiming Building.

In the back seat, He Daqi hugged Zhou Huimin and looked out the window. The green belt was full of vitality again, and there was a group of old men and women on the side with pots of beautiful flowers.

The city is bustling with traffic, and few people are willing to stop and appreciate the sanitation workers who have taken great pains to add color to the roads.

He Daqi returned to the villa and was about to rush to the computer on the second floor, but was pushed onto the sofa by Zhou Huimin.

Seeing that she had already prepared the recorder, notebook and pen and took them out from the cabinet, He Daqi could only obediently accompany her to work.

After taking the health supplements, Zhou Huimin's singing skills have clearly reached a new level. Some of the songs that He Daqi pulled from the album library were not easy to sing, but now she can perform them perfectly after just a few tries. "Beautiful bubbles, though fleeting, all your promises, though so fragile. Love is a bubble. If you can see through it, what's the sadness?"

The noise He Daqi made was like the creaking of an old wooden door that had not been oiled.

Zhou Huimin wanted to clean her ears after hearing this because she felt itchy and uncomfortable.

"I roughly know the tune. I'll sing it once. If it's right, you just nod. If it's wrong, don't demonstrate it. Just tell me what's wrong, and then I can find the feeling myself."

"How are you going to find the feeling if I don't show you?"

He Daqi felt that he could try harder. He must have not drunk any water just now, so he did not perform well.

"Anyway, just keep your mouth shut and nod or shake your head!"

Zhou Huimin obviously wanted to live a happy life. She really didn't expect that He Daqi's talent was sonic attack.

They were taking the same medicine, and I had made significant progress. He Daqi could also be said to have made significant progress, but unfortunately the direction of progress was a little wrong.

As she recorded "Bubble" with a recorder, Zhou Huimin finally breathed a sigh of relief and waved her hands weakly: "This one song will be enough for today. Let me take my time. You can go play your game quickly."

So insulting!
He Daqi looked at her with disgust, and his mood for playing games faded a little.

"I think I still..."

"I don't need your feelings! I want my feelings!"

Zhou Huimin pushed and kicked him up to the second floor.

……

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"Here's your script. It was just sent over from Hong Kong. Take a good look at it when you have time. Also, the Hong Kong crew asked when you two will join the crew."

Liu Ying walked in and put the two scripts in her hand on the table.

Behind her, five little girls huddled together with grins on their faces, and followed Liu Ying in.

They only came in once on the first day when Zhou Huimin invited her family to eat copper pot hot pot meat, and then they never had the chance to come and see what the villa where Zhou Huimin and He Daqi lived looked like.

I didn't expect you to come here today.

Zhou Huimin didn't rush to answer Liu Ying's question. Instead, she looked at the five little girls with a smile and asked Tong Liya, the leader, "Yaya, what's going on?"

When Liu Ying heard Zhou Huimin ask this, she turned around and found that five little girls had followed her in. She looked at them in confusion.

"Vivian, what TV series are you and Brother Daqi watching these days? We always hear the bray of a donkey next door." Tong Liya asked with a smile while hugging the two children.

"Hahahaha! You...hahaha...you guys, you guys ask your brother Daqi...hahaha...let him tell me where the donkey bray comes from, hahahaha!"

Zhou Huimin rolled over on the sofa with laughter, pointing at He Daqi.

Facing the curious eyes of the five little girls, He Daqi touched his nose, coughed, and explained unhappily, "That's your Sister Zhou practicing singing. Little girls are so young, and their ears aren't working well. How can you say your Sister Zhou's singing sounds like a donkey's bray?"

"You're lying!" Tiantian was the first to disagree with He Daqi's words. The little girl said fiercely, "Vivian's singing is so beautiful. It's not like that at all. Besides, we're not sure if it's a donkey's bray. Anyway, it sounds like sawing wood to me."

(End of this chapter)