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Chapter 63 Cheerful Song
Zhou Huimin was squatting on the sofa, polishing her toenails leisurely. When she heard He Daqi talking nonsense to her, Zhou Huimin rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"I told Qin Hu that as long as he can take good care of you, I will let him be the general manager of the company in the future."

"I feel like Brother Long is more suitable to be the general manager, right?"

He Daqi was not talking nonsense. Compared with his younger brother Qin Hu, he felt that his elder brother Qin Long was obviously more stable.

"Qin Long, I plan to make him the general manager of the property management company." Zhou Huimin responded without raising her head.

Hmm? He Daqi was a little confused. Zhou Huimin seemed to have said that Qin Hu would be the general manager. Did he hear it wrong?

"Didn't you just say that you wanted Qin Hu to be the general manager of the property management company?"

"Did I say that? I said he would be the general manager, but I didn't mention the property management company. I planned to make him the general manager of the security company."

Good guy!
Another company has emerged!
He Daqi didn't care at all why Zhou Huimin set up a new company. He asked casually just to divert attention.

Seeing that Zhou Huimin's mood had stabilized, He Daqi took a pillow and laid it flat, then lay on the sofa to play with his mobile phone and turned on the TV to listen.

Before he could get the remote control, Zhou Huimin stretched out her legs.

"Paint my nails. I want them pink this time."

"I saw on TV that applying nail polish frequently can cause skin allergies." He Daqi pushed her feet aside with disgust.

"That's low-quality nail polish. Good nail polish won't do that. The price of one bottle of my nail polish is enough for you to perform in an entire play. Hurry up and get painted!"

Zhou Huimin put her foot next to He Daqi's head again, which made He Daqi so angry that he stood up and glared at her. Zhou Huimin tilted her head back and glared back at him.

As a real man, He Daqi didn't want to argue with a woman. He pouted, took the nail polish thrown by Zhou Huimin, held her feet and started to paint it carefully.

"Da Qi, the Spring Festival Gala production team told me to sing a festive song. Can you write a festive song?"

He Daqi looked up at her without saying anything, and continued to work with his head down.

The meaning is obvious: you are dreaming.

In fact, when he was filming before, he had secretly asked He Bing how much it would cost to write a song for someone else.

He Bing nonchalantly replied, "It's probably anywhere from a few thousand to tens of thousands, unless the song becomes a hit and they have the copyright."

He Daqi was furious at the time and insisted on pulling He Bing aside to make him explain more clearly. He even gave an example: I have a friend who...

"Are you saying he wrote an album specifically for a star of Chow Wai-man's rank? Or did he sign a copyright share agreement with Hong Kong? Then he'll probably be financially independent for the rest of his life."

So when He Daqi heard that Zhou Huimin asked him to write a song again, he decided to take advantage of her.

It's just writing another album. There are so many good songs in the album library. I have to ask for a higher price this time. Don't think of using several floors of office buildings to comfort myself.

At least we should add a few more layers, right?
Unfortunately, the two of them were not on the same wavelength, and Zhou Huimin became furious when she saw He Daqi's eyes!
Just kicked him directly.

"Write or not?"

"Do not write!"

"If you don't write, I'll get pregnant!"

"Write!!!"

Now it's Zhou Huimin who is controlling him.

Zhou Huimin retracted her feet, crawled to He Daqi and hugged him: "You'd better stop writing, let's have a baby."

He Daqi quickly raised the stakes: "In addition to the song for the Spring Festival Gala, I will write another album for you!" Zhou Huimin snorted softly, and like a victorious rooster, she looked at He Daqi with contempt, loosened her arms around He Daqi, shrank back twice, and stretched her legs in front of He Daqi again.

"Keep applying it. What's with that indignant look on your face?"

Damn it! I’ve been manipulated again!
This woman is so vicious, she actually wants me to become a father at the age of 19!
After painting Zhou Huimin's nails, He Daqi hugged the pillow tightly.

I closed my eyes and focused my mind on the film library, starting to search for festive songs.

Gong Xi Fa Cai is good! Ah! Brother Hua sang it a long time ago!

Auspicious day? Good luck? Neither seems to be suitable.

It was actually difficult to start looking for it, so He Daqi directly searched for keywords such as good luck, auspiciousness, Chinese New Year, and getting rich.

Unfortunately, after clicking on them, I found that none of the songs were suitable for Zhou Huimin to sing.

……

……

The wind was howling and yellow sand was everywhere.

The two idle people who couldn't stay at home hurriedly got into the nanny car as soon as they came out of the mall.

"Da Qi, come back to Hong Kong with me. Come back in the spring. Winter in the city is really not a place for people to stay."

Zhou Huimin was finally able to breathe deeply after getting in the car.

To be honest, He Daqi was very tempted by this proposal.

The winter in Beijing is a bit extreme. It is cold and dry. It is okay if there is air conditioning and heating in the house, but if you go outside and encounter a strong wind, it is simply torture.

The key is that this strong wind comes in gusts, blowing during the day and at night. If you go out without a mask and dare not cover your nose to breathe when the strong wind comes, congratulations! You have won a wind and sand gift package.

He Daqi seriously considered the feasibility of spending the winter in Hong Kong, but ultimately suppressed the impulse in his heart and shook his head.

"Forget it, the worst that can happen is that you can just stay indoors. Don't forget that you still have to go to the Central Central Committee for rehearsal at the end of the month, and I also have to go back to the Siheyuan for the New Year. I can't fly back and forth."

It doesn’t matter where Zhou Huimin is, she just wants to make a suggestion, and it doesn’t matter whether He Daqi is willing or not.

The most important thing for her is to keep He Daqi by her side.

Hearing that He Daqi didn't want to go, Zhou Huimin hummed, wiped her hands with a tissue, rummaged through the bag, took out a piece of dessert, and started eating happily.

"Da Qi, when can you finish the song that Vivian promised to sing on the Spring Festival Gala? Although the Spring Festival Gala agreed that we can do it later, it's best to record a perfect version in advance, just in case, right?"

He Daqi smiled bitterly and scratched his head when he heard this. He had been very worried about this matter for the past two days and was just annoyed staying at home, so he dragged Zhou Huimin out for a walk.

"Sister Liu, I'll think about it again. I have an idea, but I don't know how to do it for the time being." He Daqi said to Liu Ying perfunctorily.

Liu Ying nodded and did not urge him any further. She was now a little envious of Zhou Huimin's vision. She picked up a little man casually and he actually wrote songs for her.

Especially the songs are really good. Just look at how much Zhou Huimin made from this album last year. She is so crazy now that she wants to buy an office building.

"There's one more thing, Daqi. The movie directed by Guo Zairong in South Korea is about to be released. I'm wondering if you can attend the press conference at the end of the month."

"I can't go. Isn't the Chinese New Year at the end of the month? I remember that South Korea also celebrates the Spring Festival according to our customs. How can it be released at that time?" He Daqi asked in surprise after being rejected.

　(Teacher Yingjun, nice to meet you. You helped me think of the songs for our sister Zhou’s first album. I’d like to trouble you again for the second one.)! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　
　
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