Seeing that Amei was in a bad condition, the producer had to ask everyone to take a break and ask her to adjust her mood before coming.

"Luckily this is not a formal recording, otherwise it would take a lot of money and how much the studio costs would be? "The producer complained.

"It must be because of the love that broke out during this period, otherwise why would this happen!" The staff next to him also complained.

Amei is a newcomer to the record company. Those who are used to seeing big-name singers would not take Amei too seriously. If it weren't for her being a student of Professor Jin and a singer in charge of packaging, these people would probably have lost their temper at her.

"Amei, let's go outside and get some breath and come back to record." Tang Lijuan said, helping Amei out of the recording studio.

The two walked to the fire corridor. Tang Lijuan knew that Amei was going to smoke, so she immediately took out the cigarette from her bag, took out one and handed it to her, and lit her anger.

Amei cursed while smoking, "This dead Tong Dayong, he pesters me everywhere!"

Tang Lijuan said: "Tong Dayong didn't bother you, you were pestering yourself. Amei, didn't we agree to it when we were in the hotel just now? Love is nothing, isn't that kind of thing?"

"Lijuan, he is getting married, I feel sad..." Amei threw the cigarette in her hand, turned around and hugged Tang Lijuan, and actually cried out.

Seeing Amei like this, Tang Lijuan felt uncomfortable. She also raised her hand to hug Amei and patted her on the back, "If you want to cry, just cry, it's fine if you finish crying."

Sure enough, after crying for a while, Amei's mood improved a lot. After lighting a cigarette again, she returned to the recording studio with Tang Lijuan, and under the guidance of the producer, she completed the recording exercises that night.

The next day, the official recording began early in the morning. After resting for a night, Amei felt that she was in a much better state, and the recording work was transferred to a larger recording studio. After a day of repeated recording and modification, the song was finally recorded.

At around 5 pm that day, just as Amei's official recording in Shanghai ended, Tong Dayong drove his Jetta sedan and headed towards Dongguan in the tide of traffic.

Tong Dayong went to send wedding invitations. Logically speaking, if you invite someone to attend a wedding, you don’t have to send the wedding invitations to the guests. It’s okay to call to notify them. However, Tong Dayong felt that almost all the wedding invitations were delivered by him personally, and only these photos from Dongguan were left. He thought he would give them to them personally. Not only did he seem sincere, he also wanted to see Tong Xiaogang and A Dian to see what kind of life they lived in Dongguan.

This time when returning to Dali, Tong Dayong slowly felt the importance of family affection. For Tong Xiaogang, he had always been a ignorant attitude, because Tong Xiaogang couldn't get along with him since he was a child, and the two brothers' concepts and ways of dealing with things are always different.

Gradually, he believed that relatives do not have to be united to be considered relatives. People who seem harmonious on the surface do not completely mean that their relationship is good. Even if they have a good relationship, they may not be reliable, such as him and Liu Qing.

After more than an hour of driving, Tong Dayong finally arrived in Dongguan and drove to the parking lot opposite Tong Xiaogang's hair salon.

When he was about to arrive in Dongguan, he called Tong Xiaogang and said that he had arrived at his development salon in ten minutes. Tong Xiaogang said that they were not in the hair salon, and that the small business in the hair salon had been handed over to others to manage, and they rarely went there.

Now Tong Xiaogang and A Dian focus on running the hotel. But Tong Dayong didn't know where their hotel was, so he told Tong Xiaogang that he would wait in the parking lot opposite the hair salon, and Tong Xiaogang came to pick him up.

It was already dark and the lights in the parking lot were lit. Tong Dayong lit a cigarette, sucking and waiting for Tong Xiaogang's arrival. His handbag was sitting in the passenger seat, which contained some wedding invitations that had not been issued yet.

More than ten minutes later, a dark green Mitsubishi Jeep came to Tong Dayong's car. The people in the car pressed the horn. Tong Dayong looked up and saw that the person driving was A Dian.

"Dayong!" Ah Ding lowered the window glass and shouted.

"Adian, whose car is this?" Tong Dayong got out of the car and asked.

A Dian smiled and said, "Whose car? My car? Do you think I can never afford a car?"

Tong Dayong took advantage of the lights in the parking lot and carefully looked at the brand new Mitsubishi Jeep Off-road vehicle. The shiny body, atmospheric and fashionable appearance design, wide wheels, and a very unique spare tire at the rear, with a winch underneath the spare tire.

"It's not bad, A Dian, how much does this car cost?"

"I'll get more than 600,000 points. How about it? Is it very suitable for me?"

Tong Dayong nodded, "It really fits your personality."

"Let's go, come with me. Xiaogang can't get something, so he asks me to come and pick you up."

"Okay, you lead the way, I'll follow you."

After Tong Dayong finished speaking, he opened the door and got into the car, started the car and followed A Dian's car, and slowly drove out of the parking lot.

At night, the streets of Dongguan are brightly lit, bustling and noisy, neon lights are shining on both sides of the road, and traffic flows on the road.

Tong Dayong was driving, staring at the rear of A Dian in a busy and busy manner, looking at the spare tire hanging at the rear of the car. For the first time, he felt that his Jetta sedan was a little ashamed.

People are always like this. When you have money, wearing a torn clothes or driving a broken car, you will be confident in your heart, which is called low-key. When you have no money and do not do well, the torn clothes on your body and the broken car in your hand will become a label that reveals your poverty and sorrow. No matter how strong a person is, he will be more or less affected by such psychological effects.

After turning around, A Dian's car finally drove into the intersection of a hotel's parking lot. Tong Dayong followed him to drive the car in. The car stopped in the parking lot behind the hotel. The two got out of the car. A Dian handed a cigarette to Tong Dayong and said, "This is the hotel we run. Look, is it okay?"

Tong Dayong looked up at the seven or eight-story building. The lights were on every floor of the building, and the noise and explosive music could be heard on the lower floors.

"No, the business is pretty good, right?"

"Of course. This building has eight floors in total. The top four floors are hotels, the bottom four floors have foot baths, KTVs, restaurants, and the first floor is reception hall. In the past, we only contracted the top four floors of hotels, and later even the bottom four floors have been booked. Now we are operating the entire building."

A Ding took Tong Dayong to the first floor lobby and continued, "This is not the best time for business. When it comes to weekends, you can't be busy."

The two walked towards the hall, and two rows of women wearing red cheongsam dresses stood neatly in the hall, one row on the left and right, and a corridor flowed out of the middle. As soon as Tong Dayong and A Dian walked into the hall, the two rows of women shouted neatly: "Hello Mr. Zeng, welcome!"
Chapter completed!