Too annoyed!

Don’t bring your own documents, let me come and get them from afar!

There is also Zhang Yuhan. I really don’t know what he is thinking. He started to negotiate termination with the company before he signed a contract with the other party. What if he is cheated?

Fortunately, the boss is Liu Yijun's husband. If he hadn't been cheated by remote, he would let him go, and he wouldn't be able to control himself. If he was really cheated by remote companies, it wouldn't be a big problem with having the boss here.

"Girl, here."

Jiang Nanxue reacted, "Okay, thank you, master. How much does it cost?"

“Thirty-five!”

"Hail, I'll pay for it on my phone."

After sweeping the money, Jiang Nanxue remembered something and said to the master: "Master, can you wait for me for a few minutes? I'll go in and get something, and then leave immediately."

The taxi driver naturally would not refuse such a proposal and agreed.

Jiang Nanxue ran into the company quickly and saw a file bag on the coffee table.

I am so nervous that the documents are placed directly on the coffee table, and I don’t have to worry about being confused by the time. And if I put them on the coffee table so conspicuously, I can forget to take them. Are you sick?

Jiang Nanxue took the file bag and got into the taxi. She was still halfway through, and suddenly she heard the phone ringing and glanced at the caller, Zhao Pingye.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Zhao Pingye asked, "Have you arrived at the company?"

"It's here." Jiang Nanxue replied: "I've got the documents, don't urge me, I'll be back soon."

Zhao Pingye said: "No, I mean you don't need to take the file bag, you can put it back."

"Ah?" Jiang Nanxue widened her eyes and was angry and rushed to the phone: "No, you didn't say it earlier, I'm already on the way back!"

"Isn't this going to get takeaway for you?"

"Then why didn't you say it when I just sent you a message asking you to help me get takeout?"

"Forgot."

"I'm convinced you!" Jiang Nanxue said angrily: "You are just deliberately trying to make a mentality, right?"

"I really forgot. Just put it back and throw it on my desk." Zhao Pingye said: "Let's not tell me for now. I have something to do, so I'll hang it up first. By the way, you'll come back soon after you put it down. If it's too late, I'll probably have this takeaway eaten by Lao Tang."

"I'm too lazy to go back, can I just give it to you...hello?"

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Jiang Nanxue swears, and then said to the driver: "Master, please turn your head forward and go back."

"What's wrong?"

"When I encountered a troubled boss, I asked me to come back from a long distance to get the things. I didn't want it after I got it. I was crazy!"

After returning to the company, Jiang Nanxue had just finished giving the money and got off the bus. The driver asked, "Do you want me to wait for you here?"

"Yes, I'll put down my stuff and come out immediately!"

Jiang Nanxue was worried about the concert and Zhang Yuhan's incident, so she walked faster and didn't notice that she accidentally stepped on a bottle and fell down.

Who is throwing bottles in the company?!

Jiang Nanxue cursed and covered her knees, it hurts so much!

When I turned around, I saw the file bag that fell to the ground, and the files inside were exposed.

Even if you don’t even have a good mouth, you’re confused!

Jiang Nanxue stood up and picked up the file bag, noticing on the piece of paper exposed from the file mouth.

Is it a song?

Jiang Nanxue was stunned for a moment, and thought about it and pulled out a few pieces of paper.

Take a look, just take a look.

"Song of Leave"

Looking at the title of the song on the first piece of paper, looking at the lyrics for a few more times, Jiang Nanxue pouted slightly.

I am so good to Zhao Ya. The album has not been released yet, and now I have written a new song for her.

I looked at it casually, and just as I was about to put it back, I suddenly glanced at one of the songs and was slightly stunned.

"Everyone who dies, loves"?

Isn’t this the song written by Zhang Yuhan?

She looked carefully and found that the lyrics inside seemed to be a little different from those of Zhang Yuhan, but the lyrics in the climax part were the same, and even the tone was exactly the same.

this……

She didn't know what she thought of, so she silently stuffed all the music scores back and placed them on Zhao Pingye's desk. She did not lock the door before leaving.

"Miss, can you still leave?"

Jiang Nanxue, who was walking out of the company while thinking about it, heard the master shouting, and then realized it, "Let's go, go and go."

"Or old place?"

"Old place, Pingsha Stadium."

When he walked into Pingsha Gymnasium, he listened to Lao Tang saying to her: "Your takeaway is with the boss. I don't eat yours. Don't listen to the boss's nonsense. He is so greedy. Come over and take a look, don't be eaten by him."

Jiang Nanxue raised her head and walked to Zhao Pingye.

"Why are you so slow? You're not lazy on the road?" Zhao Pingye handed a takeaway to Jiang Nanxue, "No, you takeaway is here, Lao Tang stole a chicken leg."

"Stop fart!" Old Tang shouted, "It's clearly what you stole the food!"

Zhao Pingye snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "I can steal chicken legs? Nonsense."

Jiang Nanxue took the takeaway and suddenly asked, "Boss, what is in your file bag?"

Zhao Pingye glanced at Jiang Nanxue, "What do you care about these?"

"Can you just ask?"

"Curiosity kills the cat."

Jiang Nanxue curled her lips, took out a burger from the takeaway box, and sat on the side and chewed.

"Eat less of these things, it's too greasy."

Jiang Nanxue said: "You didn't eat it, how do you know how greasy?"

"Old Tang ate, he said."

"Get out!!" Old Tang cursed again.

Jiang Nanxue suddenly asked again: "Boss, you wrote so many songs by yourself?"

"What else? I copied it?"

"It's less than a year, and you've written so many good songs. Who would believe it? When I went into your office to put the documents, I didn't even see a few scrap manuscripts in the trash can on your desk."

Zhao Pingye said: "If you are sick, please flip through my trash can."

"I just glanced at it casually!" Jiang Nanxue suddenly changed the subject, "Boss, have you copied all those songs?"

Zhao Pingye smiled, "You have discovered this? Yes, I copied all these songs. Didn't I tell you? I traveled to another world and copied a whole g song from there."

Jiang Nanxue looked at Zhao Pingye and silently gnawed the hamburger, thinking about something.

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"Hello."

Zhao Ya raised her head and saw a graceful and elegant young man standing in front of her, about twenty-five or six years old, wearing a expensive suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking at her with a gentle smile on her face.

Zhao Ya picked up the coffee and said, "Sorry, I want to sit alone for a while."

"I see you've been sitting here for a long time."

Zhao Ya looked up at him, picked up his bag, and shouted, "Waiter, check out."

"Miss Chu Yaqing, don't you have to be so unkind, right?"

Zhao Ya was slightly stunned, then helped her sunglasses, "Sorry, you recognized the wrong person."

"Is that so? It seems that I should call you a little better than Miss Zhao Ya."

Zhao Ya looked at the man with a sudden sound and frowned, "Who are you?"

The man sat opposite Zhao Ya, "Can we talk now?"

Zhao Ya looked at him silently without saying a word.

At this time, a waiter came over and said, "Hello, sir, ma'am, may I ask..."

"No need, get me another cup of coffee."

The waiter glanced at Zhao Ya, and saw that Zhao Ya didn't say anything, he said to the man: "What do you want to drink?"
To be continued...