I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 24
In this world, there are always some men who are more attractive than you. Just like in the world of martial arts, there are people outside the mountains and others.

Chu He is 26 years old, born in poverty, and a quarter of his life has been miserable, so he does not have some charm of the upper class.

But he can still do it without being humble, sitting upright, and he doesn't look out of place in front of the uncle.Handsome than thousands of appearances, I live my appearance.

"Yanyan, you really came to deliver food, I really admire you." Liu Zhiqing rubbed her temples, and walked over with a wry smile.

Su Muyan was eccentric, took Liu Zhiqing's arm, and pulled her towards the Chu River: "Come here to sit and rest, and have a shrimp porridge by the way."

It's a bit ridiculous to send shrimp porridge to a tall recording studio.But Liu Zhiqing's demeanor didn't need foreign things to set off, she agreed to eat it.

It's just that she didn't look at Chuhe much, and her mind turned to the shrimp porridge.

Su Muyan opened the lunch box, and a scent wafted out, and everyone in the office looked over in surprise.

Liu Zhiqing quickly covered the lunch box, stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, let's go to the corridor to eat."

Shrimp porridge is very fragrant, but it will still "pollute" the air here.Liu Zhiqing pulled Su Muyan out of the office, Su Muyan pointed to Chuhe: "Chuhe is here too..."

"You go back first, I'm still busy in the afternoon." Liu Zhiqing glanced at Chuhe, and ordered calmly.

Outside, she won't show her dislike for anyone easily, which can be regarded as giving Chuhe face.

Chuhe nodded: "well, I'll go back first."

"Hey, don't rush away, you wait for us here." Su Muyan also ordered, and blinked at Chuhe, not forgetting to glance at the uncle.

The uncle didn't keep up with Liu Zhiqing, he seemed to be only here for work, and he was tired now, standing by the window rubbing his eyes, looking quite helpless.

He is not Chuhe's rival in love, but a musical instrument master who works for President Liu.

The master seemed to be very depressed, and he didn't know why Liu Zhiqing was tormenting him.

Chuhe took a look and saw that the uncle was wearing a wedding ring on his finger. He was a married man.

Chu He looked away, sat on the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

The uncle rubbed his eyes enough, and sat down on the chair as well.

"Hello, I'm happy to hear, the owner of Yafeng Musical Instruments." The uncle introduced himself politely. He didn't need to take the initiative to start a conversation, but Chuhe obviously had something to do with President Liu, so it's better to be more polite.

Chu He didn't expect Le Yuwen to take the initiative to talk to him, so he naturally responded politely: "My name is Chu He, a friend of President Liu."

Chu He's face is not red, his heart is not beating, there is no such thing as a little boy, I am the president's friend.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Le Yuwen reached out to shake Chuhe's hand, and then fell silent.

It was actually a bit awkward for the two big men to sit dryly, but the two of them were obviously not the kind of familiar people, so they were awkward for 2 minutes.

"Mr. Chu, to be honest, I want to leave. I don't know if President Liu will mind." In the end, he was happy to hear about breaking the embarrassing situation, but his words made Chuhe a little confused.

"Go? Is Mr. Le in a hurry?" Chuhe asked.

"It's not urgent. It's just that I'm so tired that I have a headache. President Liu refuses to rest. I guess I'll be busy tonight. My wife is waiting for me to go back to eat." Le Wen smiled wryly.

He is very much like an employee who is forced to work overtime by his boss.

"Then you go back first, does it matter?" Chuhe was still confused.

Le Yuwen shook his head and expressed his difficulties: "I am a partner with Johnson Recording Studio. This time, President Liu bid [-] yuan. We must do our best to record Conch Audio until she is satisfied. I accepted this order and can't leave."

It turned out to be the case.

This conch master has an extraordinary bearing, but he bites President Liu one by one, which shows his attitude towards Liu Zhiqing, he doesn't want to discredit Liu Zhiqing.

But Liu Zhiqing was persistent enough to tire him out like this.

"Since Mr. Chu is President Liu's friend, please go and persuade her to record next time. She is very tired today, and..." Le Yuwen continued, evasive, a little awkward.

He obviously wanted to expose Liu Zhiqing's shortcomings.

"You don't have to worry about it," Chuhe motioned him.

"To be honest, President Liu's requirements are too high. She must blow the conch and compose the music herself. Her level is not high, but her vision is very high. In fact, if she asks me to blow the conch, we can do it in half an hour." I'm done." Le Yuwen confided.

Forcing a gentle and elegant uncle to the point of chewing his ears, Liu Zhiqing is also powerful enough.

Chuhe somehow became the listener.

"If the player's level is not enough, is there any way to remedy it? For example, post-tuning." Chu He asked.

"It can be adjusted in the later stage, but President Liu is not satisfied. She has her own thoughts in her heart, and she has her own sea, but she can't express it, which makes us very tired." Le Yuwen smiled wryly again.

Chuhe understood completely. To put it bluntly, Liu Zhiqing was a stubborn bull.

At the same time, Chuhe couldn't help feeling that the charm of "Poetry and the Sea" was so great that it literally turned Liu Zhiqing into a bull.

Liu Zhiqing's mind was probably full of "Poetry and the Sea", and her stubborn temper came up, and she would not give up if she was not satisfied.

"Please trouble Mr. Chu to persuade her. You can tell her tactfully that her instrumental music is not good enough, and she needs to practice for a while before recording, or I will record for her." Le Wen asked, looking at Chuhe eagerly.

He really wanted to leave, and wanted to go back to have dinner with his wife.

Chuhe thought he was a good man.

"I'll try it." Chuhe got up, it's just a little effort, let's talk.

Le Yuwen heaved a sigh of relief. He saw Chuhe's speech relaxed and natural, and felt that Chuhe had a lot of weight.

Chuhe, who has a lot of weight, went to the corridor.

Chuhe, who has a lot of weight, is back.

The very important Chuhe sat down in embarrassment.

She was willing to hear about it and asked him, "Mr. Chu, what did President Liu say?"

"She said to increase the price by [-], please don't leave." Chu He scratched his head.

Le Yiwen took a choke, spread his hands weakly, and leaned against the wall like a salted fish, not wanting to talk anymore.

At this time, the recording studio opened, and the tuner, who was also exhausted, called out to Le Yuwen: "Boss Le, the audio tuning just now is finished, can you come and listen to it?"

One morning, the tuner had adjusted dozens of audios, although they were all short audios of two to three minutes, but he was still exhausted.

This last one was recorded by Liu Zhiqing just before the break, if she is not satisfied with it any more, the tuner will have to go on strike.

"Okay." Le Wen pulled himself together. His hair was messed up, and his trousers were also crumpled. He forgot to tidy up after sitting for a while.

"Boss Le, can I go in and have a look?" Chu He asked. He was very curious about the recording studio and wanted to hear the level of Liu Zhiqing's audio.

"Don't call me Boss Le, come in if you want to see it." Le Yuwen agreed casually, and led Chuhe into the recording studio.

In the corridor, Liu Zhiqing finished her shrimp porridge.

Su Muyan thought it over and said: "Sister, you should think about what Chuhe said just now, everyone is tired, I think Boss Le specially asked Chuhe to tell you."

Chuhe came out for half a minute and was pushed back by Liu Zhiqing.

"I don't like Chu He's like this. He is happy to hear and complain. He really listened and told me after hearing it. Did he get carried away? Think he's familiar with me?" Liu Zhiqing said displeased.

"Sister, Chuhe is a little dazed, he must not be swaying." Su Muyan defended Chuhe.

Liu Zhiqing rubbed her shoulders, closed her eyes and said, "I'll rest for a while, you and Chuhe go back first. I'll try the audio again later, if I'm not satisfied, I'll stop."

(End of this chapter)