The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

When Old Xie sent Zeng Jingyi and others back home in the early hours of the morning, what Xia Haoyang felt was not the warmth of a reunion, but the complaints of the naughty child.

"Boss Fatty, you didn't change Mimi's cat litter, let alone clean her poop. This little cutie is very picky. She won't go to the bathroom if the litter is a little smelly. You didn't change the water, even though it's winter and you still have to change the water every two or three days. You didn't add any food, and Mimi is starving. Boss Fatty, you can't take care of Mimi like this."

Xia Haoyang, the richest man and the boss, really has no status. Anyone in the company can yell at him. It is almost open that Juzi and Xiao Liu dislike the fat guy, but the fat guy still has to try to please them with a smile. Qin Jiali and Shao Minzhi are sometimes harsh with them, and it is common for them to point fingers at Xia Haoyang.

Xiao Mengyan didn't dare to do this before, but after living together, especially after bringing a golden shaded cat back from Vancouver, she saw Xia Haoyang's perfunctory treatment of Mimi, and sometimes she would complain a few words like she did just now. However, Xiao Mengyan would never do this when it comes to any work-related issues in the company.

When Xia Haoyang is in a good mood, he will pick up the cat and stroke it, no matter whether the cat is willing or not; when he is in a bad mood, he will close the door to prevent the cat from bothering him; you can ask him to pay for cleaning the cat's poop and changing the cat litter and water, and he won't ask what expensive brand he buys, but he never does these things.

In fact, he knew that someone would do these things, so he was too lazy to intervene.

After being scolded in the living room, Xia Haoyang and Zeng Jingyi finally returned to their room. They smiled at each other.

After hugging for a while, Zeng Jingyi said softly, "I'm going to take a shower first." Xia Haoyang nodded, then let her go.

Xia Haoyang's mood had calmed down a lot at this time. He returned to the bed, picked up a book and started flipping through it casually.

When Zeng Jingyi finished her bath and came to the bed, she asked, "What are you reading? What is the book "Ghosts in Early China" about?"

"Mr. Pu Muzhou, a Taiwanese historian, wrote about the origin and analysis of my country's ghost culture. In fact, the root of ghost culture is the exploration of the other side of human nature."

"You are amazing. Will this help me in my screenwriting?" Zeng Jingyi showed an admiring look.

Xia Haoyang smiled: "If I said that I was just a little bored watching you take a shower, and I just flipped through it casually and didn't read a single word, would you be particularly disappointed?"

"No, this shows that my man is very honest. Besides, you bought this book just to read it. If you don't read it now, you will read it in the future. This shows that my man is still very capable." After saying that, she gave Xia Haoyang a sweet and hot kiss.

"Woman, you are so infatuated with love that you think the other person is good no matter what. Even a fart smells good to you."

"How is that possible? Women have brains too, and can tell the difference between basic common sense and right and wrong," Zeng Jingyi protested.

"You know what, there really is such a woman. There was a woman who found a man who had been in prison and fell in love with him. Then they really fell in love with each other, and the woman was madly in love with the man. Someone asked the woman, your man has been in prison, aren't you afraid? The woman replied: What is there to be afraid of? He is still the boss in prison, which shows that he is very powerful. This is the kind of hero I admire the most."

"Listen, he's a hero, haha." Xia Haoyang shook his head helplessly.

"There can't be such a person, who could it be?" Zeng Jingyi felt as if she was listening to a foreign language.

Xia Haoyang smiled bitterly. Could he explain that this was the personal experience of his junior high school classmates in his original time and space? "Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed."

The two squeezed into the quilt and hugged each other. In fact, the bed was very big, 1.8 meters wide, and the quilt was big enough, over 2.3 meters wide, but the two just liked the feeling of hugging each other tightly.

After hugging for a while, Xia Haoyang was about to close his eyes and go to sleep when Zeng Jingyi said softly, "We and Sister Ju Zihongling have both advanced today."

Xia Haoyang opened his eyes. "Yes, I know. I called Lao Xie and he told me. He also said that you guys seemed to have a strong aura the whole time. It was as if you were in another world. You are no longer the Wuxia Amon of the past."

"I'm not worried about us Tara, I'm worried about Hongling and Sister Juzi."

Xia Haoyang frowned, "What do they have to worry about? In terms of singing skills and emotional expression, Hongling and Juzi are still far better than the four of you."

"But the Spring Festival Gala doesn't just focus on singing ability. My mom said that there will be many local dance troupes or music companies that want to send their own singers or dance teams to the Spring Festival Gala. Unless they are big stars, like us, they may be given preferential treatment. But generally speaking, it is difficult for a music company or a unit to have two groups of singers enter the Spring Festival Gala. How will they balance it? I am worried that Hongling and Juzijie will be eliminated for this reason."

"No way, but Hongling and Juzi do suffer a little in terms of fame." Xia Haoyang frowned.

"Can you find a way to ensure that Hongling and Sister Juzi can perform in the Spring Festival Gala?" Zeng Jingyi opened her eyes wide and looked at her man with anticipation.

"What can I do? CCTV, the Spring Festival Gala program group, is not owned by my family. To put it bluntly, wasn't Tara selected for the Spring Festival Gala for the first time last year? Weren't you eliminated for various reasons in the previous years?"

"But the Deputy Minister of Culture is your cousin, and Sister Hongling Juzi has no scandals. There is no scandal about the entire girl group on the market now. Our company's reputation is also growing. Your cousin should be able to make it onto the final list of Spring Festival Gala programs if he gives a word." Zeng Jingyi said softly.

"It's hard to say, but I'll give my cousin a call tomorrow to see if it can help."

"In fact, you can also give the Wang family a call, just to be on the safe side." Zeng Jingyi said carefully.

"Are you talking about calling Director Wang of the Ministry of Energy? Can he be in charge of the Spring Festival Gala? The Deputy Minister of Culture should have more face." Xia Haoyang said self-righteously.

"It's not a big deal anyway, just make two calls, just to be on the safe side." Zeng Jingyi continued to encourage Xia Haoyang to use his connections.

"You didn't appear on the Spring Festival Gala in the past few years, so I didn't notice you were so anxious to ask me to find connections everywhere." Xia Haoyang smiled.

"How are they the same? Sister Juzi takes good care of us, just like real sisters. Although sister Hongling doesn't show it deliberately, she actually cares about us too. Moreover, both sisters are really talented. I sincerely hope to see both sisters show their talents on the Spring Festival Gala stage." Zeng Jingyi was a little excited.

Hearing the person next to him say this, Xia Haoyang could only smile and agree: "I will call my cousin and Director Wang as soon as I get up tomorrow and ask them to help take care of it. Is that okay?"

"Yeah." Zeng Jingyi agreed happily, and kissed Xia Haoyang on the cheek again. This time, she closed her eyes and fell asleep contentedly.