"Ququ!"

At this moment, a voice appeared at the door of the office.

"Sorry, disturb me a little."

Knocking in the door was Xiaomei, the executive director of the studio.

Everyone calls her "Xiaomei". Zhang Chi doesn't know what her full name is.

Units like this with an artist studio nature are not as rigorous as traditional enterprises.

It is called a nickname, a stage name, and all kinds of names are called.

Just like the little peach.

"Teacher Zhang Chi, we have planned your office next to Sister Yanzi. You don't want to come and have a look."

Xiaomei did not enter the office, but stood at the door and said to Zhang Chi.

"I'll go over and take a look."

He was quite curious and didn't know what kind of office Chen Luoyan Studio would arrange for him.

"It turned out that when I was at work, my office area was just a card, and it was rare that I still had a separate office now."

A hint of expectation appeared in Zhang Chi's eyes.

Xiaomei, who was standing next to him, curled her lips slightly.

In the office, Chen Luoyan also showed a smiley expression.

Zhang Chi didn't see this scene, otherwise he would definitely reduce his expectations for it.

"Well, why is my office so small?"

A moment later, Zhang Chi saw his office, not far from the office of Chen Luoyan, less than five meters away.

After seeing his office, he couldn't help but make a shocked voice.

Although the office is an independent office, it is too small.

Especially compared with Shen Luoyan's big office, it's a slight witch.

In fact, this independent office is not small, it can only be said to be acceptable.

But next to Shen Luoyan, the difference is a bit big compared to her office.

Chen Luoyan Studio rented a full floor of the Eyeyin Building.

It is impossible to have no room to arrange a bigger office for yourself.

He turned his head and looked at Xiaomei, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

"Why does it feel a bit like the ear room next to the main room?"

Zhang Chi asked, and the next moment, Xiaomei's answer almost made him lose, "This is a good thing, the primary and secondary are clear."

What does this mean?

What does it mean to be clear in the primary and secondary?

I am your sister Yanzi's boyfriend, I am the master, she is the second.

Zhang Chi was powerless to complain.

He did not say such words.

Because he knew that in the eyes of Xiaomei and others, he was really a second.

He felt helpless and curled his lips.

"No, your speaking style is too similar to your sister Yanzi, and you don't even have dirty words to harm others."

Faced with Zhang Chi's run, Xiaomei admitted openly, "Thank you for the praise."

Zhang Chi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Am I praising you?

What kind of understanding do you understand?

"My office is too small. If a guest comes, he will not be able to meet."

"Then you can take it to Sister Yanzi's office."

As expected, it doesn't make sense, so Zhang Chi simply accepted his fate.

He murmured to himself, "I always feel that this place should be a silo room."

"Teacher Zhang Chi, you have a good vision. It turns out that this is the utility room." Xiaomei was about to leave, but when she heard the murmur, she turned around gracefully and gave Zhang Chi a thumbs up.

When the little girl said this, she smiled.

The muscles on Zhang Chi's face twitched.

Who are these people?

Sure enough, who brought out any soldiers.

Chen Luoyan's employees seem to have a strong ability to argue with others.

"Teacher Shen, look at the office you arranged for me. You are doing this differently, right?"

Zhang Chi returned to Chen Luoyan's office and asked with a "bad" look on his face.

"You haven't signed a contract with our studio, and a non-staff member can arrange an office for you, which is already very good."

Chen Luoyan curled her lips, raised her chin, and showed an arrogant expression, and said naturally.

Well……

When Zhang Chi heard this, he fell into silence and didn't know what to say.

It seems that this is fine...

God, he has nothing to do with it!

"But I am your boyfriend."

“This is the workplace.”

Zhang Chi saw the woman's appearance of doing business, and a faint curve was pulled out of the corner of her mouth.

He slowly approached the woman's delicate and flawless face.

"What occasion do you think is this?"

The woman raised her chin and raised her red lips, looking fearless, "in the workplace."

"Pop!"

Zhang Chi pecked on her red lips.

“What is the occasion now?”

The woman is still stubborn, "in the workplace."

"Pop!"

Zhang Chi kissed her fiercely again.

"What about now?"

The woman's body was a little soft, "What occasion do you think?"

"Ahem!"

Just as Zhang Chi was rushing up and almost pressing the woman to the office chair, two coughs suddenly came from the door.

"Ahem, my question."

Sister Wen stood at the door and said, "My question, I will knock on the door in the future."

After a pause, she continued to speak: "But you can also pay attention. I am old and often see this kind of scene and are prone to diabetes."

Zhang Chi sat down at the sofa area next to her and pretended that she hadn't heard what had just happened.

There is a saying: As long as you are not embarrassed, the embarrassing one is others.

"Sister Wen has worked hard enough during this period. Why don't I give Sister Wen a vacation and get together with my brother-in-law when I go back?" Chen Luoyan looked at Sister Wen and smiled and said, "I heard my brother-in-law complain before, saying that you are too busy at work and don't even have time to practice a small trumpet."

"Cough cough cough..." After hearing Chen Luoyan's words, Sister Wen really coughed this time.

She glanced at her artist: "I'm fine, I don't need any holidays, I don't go back every day."

Rolling her eyes, she continued, "Don't listen to your brother-in-law's nonsense. What kind of small trumpets are we almost gone for a big trumpet."

"Puff!" Zhang Chi sat on the sofa next to her. When she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but laugh.

Sister Wen heard Zhang Chi's laughter and her face remained unchanged, and her tone was as usual: "You have to practice the number as soon as possible. No, you have to download the game first."

After saying that, she turned her head, with a profound meaning, and stared at Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi tried hard to keep it calm and tried to keep it calm, just pretend that Sister Wen was not her connotation.
To be continued...