They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Shen Qingning: "How's work? Are you settling in well?"

Jiang Han glanced at his phone screen, his anger flaring up.

Although he knew that Lee Myung-bak's actions were definitely not instigated by Shen Qingning, he couldn't help but feel unhappy.

If it weren't for the abundant resources from his previous life, he would have had no chance of dealing with Lee Myung-bak's difficult demands.

Jiang Han: "It's alright, I have to get busy now."

Shen Qingning: "Oh, okay."

He ended the conversation under the pretext of work, but before he could put down his phone, Qiu Siyao's message came in shortly after.

"Mr. Jiang, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. The bank has prepared a small gift for you. Would it be convenient for you to send it over now?"

Jiang Han glanced at the message, unable to guess Qiu Siyao's thoughts.

From the perspective of a bank's account manager, there's nothing wrong with proactively building relationships with ultra-high-end clients.

But the key point is that the other party is Shen Qingning's best friend, who knows about the situation between the two, which completely changes the nature of the situation.

Qiu Siyao clearly recognized her own identity but deliberately concealed it; it's unclear what she was planning.

But Jiang Han remained completely calm.

He'd deal with whatever came his way; he wanted to see what Qiu Siyao was really up to.

"Okay, come find me," Jiang Han replied.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I'll be at your house right away."

"I'm currently out of town, not at home [Location - Star Moon Media Co., Ltd.]"

Wow! You've completed the company acquisition!

"No, I'm just here to work. I'm just an ordinary intern."

"..."

"President Jiang, you're so humorous!"

Jiang Han realized he couldn't explain it clearly, so he didn't bother to waste any more words.

Qiu Siyao paused for a few seconds: "President Jiang, I happened to pass by a very famous internet-famous restaurant while I was out on business, so I brought some over for you to try."

"I want lobster and abalone, thank you!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go find it."

Jiang Han lay down on the bed with a grin and sent Qiu Siyao a big smiley face emoji.

If it were an account manager with whom he didn't have a special relationship, he would definitely decline the offer of food delivery, let alone proactively request dishes.

Consider this compensation for you concealing your relationship with Shen Qingning.

……

At noon, Fang Chongwen finished all the chores he had been busy with that morning and finally had time to check on the progress of the creative team.

He pushed open the heavy door of Recording Studio No. 1 and saw four young men busy working on their equipment.

Mao Buyi was wearing monitoring headphones and strumming his guitar.

The other three each tinkered with mixing and arranging...

"Where's Jiang Han? Why isn't he here?"

Fang Chongwen looked around but didn't see the main character. He asked in confusion.

When Tingting saw the leader coming over, she looked up and explained, "Brother Jiang Han was too tired and went to rest."

"Are you kidding me? This is clearly his own business, how come you, who were just helping out, are being made the main culprits?"

Fang Chongwen felt a sense of disappointment and frustration. He turned to leave, intending to give his former student a good lesson.

"Mr. Fang, it's not what you think." Tingting quickly put down what she was doing.

"Brother Jiang Han composed two songs in one go, which must have been too mentally taxing for him to need a break."

Fang Chongwen stopped in his tracks after hearing this: "It's already finished? And it's two songs?"

"Yes, leader. One song has complete lyrics and music, while the other is about 80% complete. He asked Mao Buyi to help complete it."

"Slow and steady wins the race! Doesn't he understand this simple principle? Do you think his low-quality work will pass inspection?"

Even at this point, Fang Chongwen still believed that Jiang Han was being cunning.

"It's done! We've finally perfected the last line."

Mao Buyi was so engrossed in his music that he didn't notice the person who had arrived that he suddenly shouted out loud.

This shout caught Fang Chongwen's attention: "Xiao Mao, come here."

"Okay...okay."

"From what you're saying, we already have two songs with written lyrics and music, and all we need to do is add the arrangement, right?"

The four young people gathered together and nodded in unison.

"Alright, I'd like to see what Jiang Han can come up with in such a short time. Xiao Mao, you play your own tune and I'll listen."

Upon hearing this, Mao Buyi sat on a high stool and picked up his guitar; the moment he did, his entire demeanor changed.

His initially timid expression instantly transformed into one of confidence.

"Mr. Fang, the song is called Forget Time. The main melody and most of the lyrics were written by Brother Jiang Han. I just added two lines based on the existing style."

"Okay, hurry up and sing."

Mao Buyi took a deep breath and began his performance earnestly.

The intro was improvised by him, with simple chord progressions and the melody of the song itself.

A dozen seconds later, he sang it out in his unique, deep voice.

How far can one go in silence?

Looking up, I suddenly realized...

Keep going backwards, back to the starting point.

From the very first line of lyrics sung by Mao Buyi, Fang Chongwen sensed that something was amiss.

The ordinary words are incredibly vivid, evoking a sense of something that has quietly passed yet suddenly arises.

There is no flowery language between the lines, only a simple yet heart-wrenching truth.

Then, the song moves into the climax of the chorus.

"Gradually, we forget everything, and we can't catch up with tomorrow."

If you hold on tightly to your memories, your smile will never return tomorrow.

Gradually, I forgot everything, even the time itself.

I only need to follow the path of memory, even if it is only for a moment at its deepest point.

When tears fall, it marks the end; in my heart, you have never truly left.

The vows still echo in my ears; I will cherish tomorrow even without you.

Since Jiang Han sang the entire A section and climax of the song, Mao Buyi only needed to add a small portion of the lyrics for the B section, while the melody remained the same.

His voice is predominantly in the mid-low range, especially the low frequencies, which are stable and magnetic.

It doesn't sound sharp or harsh; it carries a natural warmth and depth.

During the performance, he even had a strange feeling that Jiang Han had deliberately reserved this song for him. Otherwise, how could it be so suitable?

Fang Chongwen was stunned, and remained standing still until Mao Buyi finished playing the last arpeggio of the coda.

Tingting crossed her arms and stared at her department head with anticipation.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think? Isn't it incredibly beautiful and evocative?"

"Huh?" Fang Chongwen recovered his senses. "Are you sure Jiang Han just did this this morning?"

"I'm 100% sure, Brother Jiang Han sang it right in front of us."

Fang Chongwen has been working in the music division since joining Xingyue Media, where he has served as the head of the department for a long time.

He has composed many hit songs for the industry and has a particularly keen eye for film and television songs.

Jiang Han's song "Forget Time" perfectly matches the plot of the TV series.

It can resonate with the love stories of the male and female protagonists in fantasy dramas that transcend reincarnation, and it can also incorporate the emotional entanglements of ordinary people.

The melody is catchy, the intro is simple, the chorus is easy to remember, and the transition between the verse and the chorus is natural and smooth.

Paired with Mao Buyi's warm and rich voice, it perfectly balances the boundaries between pop and lyric.

"Very good! Excellent!"

Tingting was very excited to hear the leader's evaluation.

"Mr. Fang, we've made a first demo of another song, you can listen to it too."

Without waiting for Fang Chongwen to nod, she took it upon herself to open the audio file.

As the intro melody slowly faded, Jiang Han's mature male voice drifted from the professional sound equipment.

"I said I wouldn't back down, I'm going to do it."

Even if you won't listen, I'll still love you, and I'll try even harder to make you understand.

There's no other way; you decide whether you want to stay with me or not.

I won't listen to your opinions, I only care about how I feel about you.

My affection for you makes even the pain pleasurable.

……

Fang Chongwen was still immersed in the soothing rhythm of the previous song a moment ago, but suddenly he heard a dynamic melody with a completely different style.

He was so shocked he couldn't speak.

The lyrics and musical styles of the two songs are vastly different, making it hard to believe they were written by the same person.

Fang Chongwen is a professional music producer and knows many friends in the industry, with whom he has exchanged creative insights.

When people create songs, they usually enter into the corresponding emotions, and inspiration is better generated in the emotional state.

This feeling can last a long time, so it's difficult to create two very different musical styles in a short period of time.

It's like you can't be all lovey-dovey one second and then yelling "kill, kill, kill!" the next.

"Mr. Fang, please give your evaluation." Tingting asked.

Fang Chongwen looked up: "The lyrics and composition are excellent, but the arrangement needs improvement."

His meaning was clear: Jiang Han's level of expertise in the part he was in charge of was beyond doubt, but the other people's ability to arrange and assign tasks was not yet up to par.

Upon hearing this, Tingting lowered her head.

"Mr. Fang, don't set your expectations too high for the first demo. We'll work tirelessly, even without eating, drinking, or sleeping, to perfect Jiang Han's new song!"

Fang Chongwen nodded outwardly, but his heart was filled with curiosity about Jianghan.

Were his former students truly one in a million geniuses?

Music is all about inspiration; talent is far more important than hard work.

It's obvious that Jiang Han is the type of person who is blessed by God.

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Han was sitting on the sofa in the first-floor rest area, waiting for Qiu Siyao to arrive.

Not long after, a young girl dressed in a China Merchants Bank uniform hurriedly passed through the glass door.

Because it was a weekday, Qiu Siyao didn't wear the new clothes she bought yesterday, but she was still wearing those 10-centimeter stilettos.

She carried two elegant gift bags in her left hand and a packed food box in her right.

She was carrying a heavy load, and it's hard to imagine that a slender young woman could carry so many things at the same time.

After entering the room, Qiu Siyao looked around but didn't see Jiang Han. She wanted to call him to ask, but she didn't have a free hand.

Jiang Han saw her from afar and had no choice but to stand up and wave at her.

"Qiu Siyao, over here!"

"Here it comes!"

Qiu Siyao, wearing high heels, started running with small, quick steps.

What she said is true; the 10-centimeter length is well-supported, and it can be handled even when holding heavy objects with both hands.

Qiu Siyao came over, placed several large bags on the coffee table, and took them out one by one.

"President Jiang, please accept the gift from the bank."

Next, plates of exquisite dishes were laid out, and Jiang Han could clearly see the abalone and Australian lobster he had ordered.

Qiu Siyao was the first to open the seafood packaging and hand the abalone to Jiang Han.

"Mr. Jiang, I've bought what you wanted to eat. It's so fresh! The boss fished it out of the water right in front of me, especially the abalone—it was so pink and tender!"

Jiang Han was speechless. Why were all the girls this morning spouting such vulgar and offensive language?

Faced with Qiu Siyao's expectant expression, he had no choice but to pick up an abalone and put it in his mouth.

It has a chewy texture and is tender and juicy.

"Is it tender or not?"

"Great purchase, I love pink and light colors."

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Qiu Siyao happily waved her little hands, preparing to open all the remaining dozen or so dishes.

"Don't panic," Jiang Han quickly interrupted her.

"There's too much food for us to finish. Luckily, some of my colleagues are working overtime, so let's take it up and eat together."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Siyao's cheeks flushed slightly.

Hehe, now you're introducing me to your colleagues!

Even an ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually, so let's start by practicing with Jiang Han's friends.

"Okay, okay," Qiu Siyao quickly packed all the dishes back into the bag and obediently followed Jiang Han toward the recording studio.

Along the way, she curiously looked around at the interior of Xingyue Media, unconsciously comparing it with the office building of China Merchants Bank.

Both the interior design and the overall layout are more fashionable and avant-garde than my old employer, exuding a youthful vibe.

The bank is a state-owned enterprise, while Xingyue Media is a private company.

After this comparison, she gained a more intuitive understanding of Jianghan's strength.

Soon, the two returned to the music division.

Jiang Han walked ahead and pushed open the heavy soundproof door with both hands.

"Put your work aside and eat first!" he called out loudly to the four young people inside the room.

Upon hearing the leader's voice, the four men all approached.

Talented, capable, and incredibly considerate?

Jianghan's status in their hearts was instantly elevated to a higher level.

Qiu Siyao emerged from behind Jiang Han, carrying a large bag of food, and nodded and smiled at the group.

"Brother Jianghan, so it was your wife who brought us food." A-Jie greeted him jokingly.

Mao Buyi was visibly happy; besides music, his favorite thing was food.

Only Tingting looked a little pale.

She noticed that the girl next to Jiang Han was tall and beautiful, with a pair of shapely legs that were incredibly attractive to her.

The fleeting thoughts that had just arisen in my mind were instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

That makes sense, with Jiang Han's looks, it's impossible for him not to have a girlfriend!

Qiu Siyao was overjoyed to hear the title of "sister-in-law" and busied herself urging everyone to sit down.

As she opened the packaging bag and removed the plastic seal, she set out the disposable bowls and chopsticks.

"I specifically asked the boss for extra cutlery; it should be enough."

Qiu Siyao secretly praised herself for her intelligence; if she had brought a few fewer bowls, she wouldn't have been able to manage.

Mao Buyi showed no politeness and immediately began eating, continuously adding various dishes to his transparent plastic bowl.

"Jiang...husband, you should try some too!" Qiu Siyao originally wanted to call him President Jiang, but then she suddenly realized that he hadn't revealed his identity in front of his employees, so he must have his own plans.

So she mustered up her courage and called out his name like a couple deeply in love.

That sweet, coquettish "husband" almost made her faint with sweetness.

Jiang Han, holding a lobster leg, gave Qiu Siyao a disapproving look.

Well done! Let's have a good chat after we finish eating.