Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Can I just hug you?

The gimmick of the Xingyue Streamer program is a one-month co-rental life, but in fact the guests are busy people, and it is impossible to stay at home all day for them to shoot.

So after finishing the filming of the first episode, the guests got busy early the next morning.

Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou also went to Huadeng's headquarters with Hao Xian after breakfast.

The brand director personally received them, and the two sides had a pleasant chat. Basically, they had already made a cooperation intention and were just waiting to sign the contract.

After Cuuba knew that they had gone to Huadeng headquarters, he hurriedly called Hao Xian and directly clarified that they wanted to give Jian Cong the title of brand ambassador.

Although they were enthusiastic, they did not directly promise Jian Cong the status of spokesperson.

After all, they have other artists who are in the investigation period. Those artists have masterpieces and are popular with passers-by, so Cuuba is more inclined to cooperate with them.

But they were greedy for Jian Cong's popularity, so they rushed to give him the title.

It's just that the "brand ambassador" is definitely not as important as the "spokesperson", and Hao Xian privately feels that Jian Cong actually has the opportunity to endorse the two brands at the same time.

There is still room to fight for this matter, so Hao Xian didn't say it directly, but said that he would wait for a while.

He knew that Cuuba was struggling with Jian Cong's image. After all, Jian Cong was still in the black on the Internet before, and now it's just that the reputation has been reversed, and he is not a qualified spokesperson image at all.

If Hua Deng really wanted to salvage sales, it is estimated that Jian Cong would not be invited.

But after Hao Xian got to know Jian Cong, he believed that he could completely change the public's previous impression of Jian Cong in a short period of time.

If his idea comes true, then Jian Cong is really likely to have two blue bloods at the same time.

On the way back to the studio, Hao Xian said what he meant, and Fu Wenzhou said, "Then wait."

"Don't blindly believe in me." Jian Cong said lazily.

Fu Wenzhou just laughed: "It's not blind, you have this ability."

"Stop." Jian Cong hurriedly stopped him, for fear that he would say something that seemed provocative again.

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The studio is located in the CBD of Beijing, among many well-known enterprises, occupying the three floors of Building No. [-] to [-].

Jian Cong came here for the first time, and was a little surprised when he saw the interior decoration of the studio, because it was not like Fu Wenzhou's style at all.

There are warm warm-colored wallpapers and carpets here, potted green plants everywhere, cute small sofas and coffee tables, and even tables and chairs of different colors for everyone's workstation.

"This is all customized according to their own preferences." Hao Xian introduced.

Jian Cong nodded: "The turnover rate should not be high."

"That's right." Hao Xian said proudly: "The treatment of employees in our studio is one of the best in the industry, and the office atmosphere is good."

While talking, Jian Cong suddenly heard a "meow".

His eyes lit up: "There are still cats here?"

"Yeah." Fu Wenzhou nodded: "Want to go and have a look? They're all very good."

Jian Cong has always wanted to raise a cat, but he felt that he might not be a qualified shit shoveler, so he never dared to.

"Can I just hug you?" he asked.

"can."

Jian Cong was immediately happy, and directly took his arm and walked forward: "Take me there quickly."

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lips, and led him all the way to the cattery in a good-tempered manner.

The cattery used to be the tea room on this floor, but later Fu Wenzhou had someone change the tea room to be in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and this was freed up for the cats to live in.

"So many!" Jian Cong took off his shoes and stepped onto the carpet, took off his coat and threw it into Fu Wenzhou's arms.

As soon as he walked in and squatted down, two chubby cats came to rub him. He picked them up and sat directly on the carpet.

The other cats and cats were also very curious when they saw the new face, and they all came over and circled around him, and the meowing made Jian Cong feel like he was in heaven.

He rubbed his face against the fat cat in his arms, looked up at Fu Wenzhou: "How many kittens are there?"

"Thirteen cats, five of them are stray cats picked up, and the rest belong to employees."

Seeing Jian Cong's happy look, Fu Wenzhou laughed too.

Jian Cong didn't want to leave the paradise of cats anymore, he stroked every one of them, even clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan were covered with cat fur, and he didn't feel bad at all.

It's an honor for this outfit to be glued by the little angel's fur!

Half an hour later, Hao Xian reminded: "The vocal teacher will be here in 10 minutes, Xiaojian, do you want to tidy up your clothes?"

Only then did Jian Cong reluctantly leave the cattery, but he didn't know he was useless until he cleaned up his clothes.

He happened to be wearing a black sweater today, and now it's a temporary cleanup and it can't be saved.

Hao Xian frowned while watching, and suggested, "Xiao Jian, do you want to wear the boss's first?"

Jian Cong paused, and subconsciously looked at Fu Wenzhou.

Fu Wenzhou rolled his Adam's apple indistinctly, and said, "My office is upstairs."

For convenience, he also put a lot of personal items in the office, and there is also a huge dressing room.

Jian Cong looked at him suspiciously. Why did he suddenly feel that Fu Wenzhou took him to pet the cat just for this moment?

Hao Xian looked at the time and said nervously: "The teacher should be here soon. This is a big shot, and he doesn't usually come out of the mountains, so we can't be rude."

Jian Cong had no choice but to go to Fu Wenzhou's office.

Unexpectedly, the inside of Fu Wenzhou's office is as warm as the outside. Those bright colors don't match him, but they unexpectedly fit Jian Cong's aesthetics.

He politely didn't look much, and went straight into the locker room.

The large wardrobes on three walls here are filled with all kinds of suits and casual clothes, all in monotonous black, white and gray.

Jian Cong looked over one by one, but suddenly stopped in front of a cabinet.

He opened the cabinet door, and his heart beat suddenly.

The clothing style in this wardrobe is completely different from others, it is no longer monotonous black, white and gray, but warm and bright colors.

Sweaters of all colors, jeans, small coats, and even a variety of sneakers and sneakers.

Jian Cong had an outrageous guess in his mind. He picked up a pair of shoes, and when he saw the shoe size exactly the same as his own, his guess was confirmed.

These were prepared by Fu Wenzhou for him, and I don't know how long they have been preparing.

Fu Wenzhou stood straight in front of the French windows with a calm expression.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, the other was hanging down, tapping the side of his leg uneasily with his fingertips—he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

The door of the locker room opened, Fu Wenzhou turned his head to look over, and clenched his fists almost instantly.

Jian Cong changed his clothes and trousers, but he didn't wear the ones Fu Wenzhou prepared for him, but directly put on Fu Wenzhou's!

The two of them were about the same height, but they were slightly different in stature, so Fu Wenzhou's clothes were a bit too loose for him.

The neckline of the black shirt was loosely opened, revealing his dazzlingly white skin, and a little Nanfeng cinnabar mole unscrupulously showed his presence.

Fu Wenzhou secretly gritted his teeth so as not to lose his composure.

Jian Cong glanced at him lightly, and said, "I don't want the changed clothes anymore, please throw them away for me."

"Okay." The moment Fu Wenzhou spoke, he realized that his voice was ridiculously low.

Jian Cong paused, then turned and left.

Fu Wenzhou let out a soft breath, then took his coat and followed.

Hao Xian spent a lot of money this time, and directly invited Jian Cong, the leading veteran music producer in China-Cheng Yingyao.

Cheng Yingyao debuted in his teens and has been a singer-songwriter since the beginning.

Now in his 50s, he has nearly a thousand original songs, of which nearly a hundred are widely sung. He has won all the music awards in the world, which can be said to be the pinnacle of the circle.

Jian Cong was obviously stunned when he saw him.

Fu Wenzhou shook hands with the old senior respectfully. Although the circles were different, judging from his seniority, Fu Wenzhou was really an absolute junior in front of him.

"The young man is even more handsome than in the photo. He has an adult career and is polite. That's great." Cheng Yingyao patted him on the shoulder in satisfaction.

What he said was a bit strange, but because he was famously approachable, everyone was puzzled, but they didn't think much about it.

Hao Xian led Jian Cong to him, and introduced him, "Mr. Cheng, this is the Jian Cong I told you about."

"Teacher Cheng." Jian Cong called obediently.

Cheng Yingyao laughed and said, "Surprised, Xiao Cong?"

Jian Cong: "...Little Uncle."

Fu Wenzhou: ".."

Hao Xian: "?!"

The author says:

#Uncle’s wife is called uncle#

#It turns out that Jane’s family talents are all over all walks of life is not a legend#

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