They surrounded me right after the breakup.

Jiang Han crossed the asphalt road and returned to the villa across the street.

As soon as I entered, I heard a girl's silvery laughter.

Lin Yaoyao was sitting on the living room sofa, grinning foolishly at the anime series on TV.

She was wearing pink loungewear, hugging her legs, and resting her chin on her knees.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Han greeted.

"Huh? I thought you went to be with your girlfriend and weren't coming back?"

Lin Yaoyao was surprised by his appearance.

"How could I? I haven't even met Mom yet, how could I bear to leave!" Jiang Han joked.

"You're so glib!"

Lin Yaoyao lowered her legs, leaned back on the sofa and stretched, her pajamas clinging tightly to her skin.

Jiang Han swallowed hard. "You're only wearing pajamas, right?"

Fortunately, we're currently in a period of mental clarity, otherwise...

Lin Yaoyao, unaware of the other person's gaze, shuffled closer in her slippers.

She frowned, and her little nose twitched warily like a dog's.

"You smell like a woman!"

Jiang Han lied: "You found out. I was just with Qiu Siyao."

Lin Yaoyao shook her head: "No! Siyao doesn't have the habit of wearing perfume, and even if she does, it wouldn't be this strong."

She circled Jiang Han back and forth, saying, "Tell me the truth, or I'll tell your girlfriend!"

Jiang Han picked up his laptop bag and held it out to him: "I'm going to get something across the street..."

Lin Yaoyao suddenly realized: "Oh! So you weren't busy with work, you were busy with Shen Qingning!"

"I said her recent post on WeChat Moments was so inexplicable..."

Jiang Han glanced at his phone screen and tapped on Shen Qingning's profile picture.

My lips turn red only for you; there's always tomorrow.

The accompanying picture shows a Chanel lipstick placed on the bedside table, along with half of a face and a slender neck.

Is it a legitimate lipstick?

Is this a proper day to come?

Is it a properly long one?

Lin Yaoyao put her phone away and asked gossipily, "Did you sleep with the person across the street again?"

Jiang Han nodded.

"Haha, since you helped out, I'll keep this a secret for you and your girlfriend!"

Lin Yaoyao patted his shoulder, pretending to be a good brother.

After saying that, she grabbed the binoculars and ran upstairs.

He was still muttering to himself whether Shen Qingning had broken down.

……

The following morning at 9:30, in the office of the deputy general manager of Xingyue Media.

Lee Myung-bak and Fang Chongwen sat facing each other.

On the guest sofa next to him, Ji Bochang listened to the two arguing with a ferocious expression.

"Jiang Han composed three theme songs in two days, just as you requested. What more would you like?"

Fang Chongwen tried hard to control his emotions, repeatedly telling himself that he bowed his head for his beloved student.

Lee Myung-bak tilted his chin up and shook his head dismissively.

"Old Fang, my requirement is to create songs that satisfy me, but these few... are a bit lacking!"

Do you even know anything about music?

Faced with questions about his professional competence, Fang Chongwen could no longer contain his anger.

Jiang Han's three songs are all top-notch in terms of lyrical imagery, melodic style, and suitability for film and television.

No team could guarantee they could do better, let alone complete it in such a short time.

Lee Myung-bak turned to face Ji Baek-chang with a crooked smile.

"Xiao Ji, what do you think of it?"

"That's a load of dog shit, it doesn't even deserve to be called a song. It's disgusted my ears, and I can't eat anything after listening to it!"

Ji Bochang racked his brains and poured out all the worst evaluations that came to mind.

Fang Chongwen was so angry that he wanted to rush over and slap him twice.

Lee Myung-bak, on the other hand, played the peacemaker: "Ji, I know you have high standards, but it doesn't have to be this serious, does it?"

He paused for a moment: "Although it doesn't meet the standards of a movie or TV theme song, it can barely be made into a viral hit."

Snapped--

Fang Chongwen slammed his hand on the table, shaking the pen to the ground.

"You are insulting art! As long as I'm in the music department, no one is allowed to touch Jiang Han!"

Lee Myung-bak was startled by his sudden outburst, but quickly recovered.

"Old Fang, watch your attitude. I'm your supervisor!"

"Hmph! Laymen instructing experts, what do you know!" Fang Chongwen crossed his arms, his face flushed with anger.

"I may not understand music, but Lao Fang, you don't understand people's hearts," Lee Myung-bak said, lighting a cigarette.

"The chairman is going to introduce the new boss to us today. Do you think he'll trust me or you?"

Fang Chongwen knew that further discussion was pointless, so he picked up the lyrics and music files on the table and slammed the door shut as he left.

Inside the room, the remaining two looked at each other and smiled.

"Mr. Li, you're so impressive!"

Ji Bochang clasped his hands in a fist salute and flattered him with a fawning smile.

He waited for two days but didn't receive any good news about Jianghan, so he couldn't help but go to inquire again.

He finally caught Fang Chongwen coming over to report on his work.

So refreshing!

Thinking of the impending tragedy in Jianghan, Ji Bochang was about to take off!

"Mr. Li, what do you think about the role in the web series?"

"Which drama was it again?" Lee Myung-bak frowned.

Ji Bochang forced an awkward smile: "You must have a bad memory. The play is called 'We just broke up, and they've already surrounded me.'"

"Right, right, I remember I assigned you a role, a male supporting character who's cuckolded!"

Ji Bochang's lips twitched, and his hands clenched into fists.

For some reason, he gave the feeling of being a real person on camera.

"Mr. Li, do you think I could... play a leading role?"

Lee Myung-bak stared at the other person's face, then looked at their slender figure, and smacked his lips.

"Xiao Ji, even though we're doing a web series, the audience's expectations are still quite high!"

"The audience can't relate to your character!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Bochang clenched his teeth, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.

"I know you have high expectations, and I can improve them!"

Fang Chongwen was too lazy to waste words, so he just made up an excuse.

"Okay...you should focus on building up your strength first, and then we'll see how things go..."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Li!"

……

Meanwhile, Fang Chongwen stormed back to the music division.

Jiang Han and his four-person creative team were sitting on the sofa waiting.

Tingting has an impatient personality and is usually very outspoken in front of her department leaders.

She spoke first, asking, "Mr. Li isn't very satisfied; he thinks the song is amazing, right?"

Fang Chongwen pulled out a chair and sat down, facing the young man, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Jianghan..."

"Teacher Fang, please speak frankly." Jiang Han had already guessed the conclusion.

Lee Myung-bak said no.

The boy named Xiao He immediately stood up: "Is he an idiot?"

Tingting was so anxious she was almost in tears: "President Fang, please think of something!"

Fang Chongwen had actually thought of the answer on his way back.

He didn't answer Tingting, but turned to face Jiang Han.

Do you trust your teacher?

"certainly!"

"Okay!" Fang Chongwen said firmly, "I'll resign and then assemble a team to help you release the song."

"You idiot, I'm not putting up with this anymore!"

The usually refined leader's use of profanity surprised and delighted the four-person team.

"Mr. Fang, I'm with you!"

"I'm going too!"

Mao Buyi also raised his hand to sign up on the spot.

Jiang Han was a little touched.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door, and it was Xia Yutong who came in.

"President Jiang, the director and the chairman are waiting for you."

……