I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 39: Bump in the face

Chen Feng regretted it.

So much so that he wants to break his promise tomorrow morning and get fat.

He admits that he is a bit tempted. After all, as long as Zhong Lei's brokerage contract is in his hands, even a fool can achieve success.

However, Chen Feng now thinks that he doesn't need Zhong Lei's brokerage contract to live a good life, so why bother asking for it?

Until he fell asleep, he was still thinking about why he agreed.

Eventually he came to a conclusion.

Zhong Lei woke up.

There's a magic in her singing that can make people lose their minds.

I was a little undefended against her, and even boldly agreed to let her enter the small space of the bathroom together.

As a result, she was brainwashed by her singing, and she involuntarily agreed to this matter.

Maybe even Zhong Lei had this idea from the very beginning.

She was afraid of being rejected by herself, so she first showed her strength without reservation. She planned to use her singing to outline a beautiful vision.

The two have maintained this deep cooperation for a long time, and they will definitely get better and better in the future.

Chen Feng guessed half right.

Before coming down to sing for him, Zhong Lei received calls from several top companies in China to invite her as a broker.

But she declined all of them.

Of course, she prefers to be independent and go it alone, rather than being attached to a large brokerage company, losing her freedom and becoming a caged bird.

But if you don't find a company to sign a contract with, you're bound to get endless calls.

So, the best way, of course, is to find someone you can trust in the circle, who doesn't have any crooked thoughts about yourself, and who doesn't limit your freedom, sign a contract casually, and finally form a personal studio model.

She has no interest at all in operations, hype, and business. She just wants to create and sing.

Actually, when Chen Feng asked her how much it would cost to start a high-standard recording studio, Zhong Lei was already moved.

Five million may seem far away, but the sudden explosion of "Boring" gave Zhong Lei hope.

As long as you can make a few songs of the same level as "Boring", five million is not far away.

Chen Feng immediately gave her a piece of "Boring", which is better than blue, which finally ignited Zhong Lei's ambition.

Her ambitions seem small, just to be free.

But the word freedom is very heavy. It is easy to say, but it is destined to be a thorny road.

After going through Lin Yiyi and Zhou A's plot, Zhong Lei has grown a lot secretly.

She forced herself to learn to play with her mind.

Her tricks aren't great, but luckily it works.

But when she moved these thoughts, she did not hide filth.

She didn't want to plot against Chen Feng either, she just wanted to calm down and write better songs.

In her eyes, Chen Feng is really too strong, so strong that he wants to take off his hind legs.

She refused to admit defeat and wanted to catch up with him.

The evaluation of public opinion is always an illusion.

The public opinion never knows the truth of the matter.

Now she is highly rated on the Internet, it has only been a long time, Zhong Lei already has her own post bar, the number of followers of the post bar has quickly broken through 50,000, and it is still growing.

She herself doesn't have a verified Weibo account, but one after another her verified fans will pop up like spring after rain.

These external fame and influence are increasing, but she doesn't enjoy it, but she always thinks that the truly talented person is Chen Feng, who is unknown behind the scenes, and she just sings what he wrote. Just songs.

Only when she can write songs of the same level and sing the same effect, can Zhong Lei feel satisfied and think that she has lived up to her dream.

Early the next morning, Chen Feng quietly got up and prepared to slip away.

He was really embarrassed to break his promise, but he wasn't mentally prepared, so he thought about it for a little more than two days, maybe Zhong Lei changed her mind.

Chen Feng believes that people can change.

Especially once you become famous, it is most likely to have a huge impact on a person's mentality. Maybe, she feels that her wings are hard enough, and she doesn't need herself?

"Hey, Chen Feng, where are you going?"

I never thought that as soon as he opened the door, Zhong Lei had already poked her head out from the upstairs aisle. The ghost knew if she was squatting.

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly, "Go to the company."

"Why don't you take a day off today? We're going to register our company."

"Another day?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Today is just right."

Zhong Lei said expressionlessly.

Chen Feng could not help but said, "I'm afraid it won't work. I'm going to resign from the company. Today I'm going to pack up and leave."

It was obvious that Chen Feng was just an excuse to leave. He never thought that Zhong Lei would be overjoyed and overjoyed.

"Is that so! You are so efficient! Then you go, come on!"

She pulled back again.

Chen Feng said, did you understand something wrong again?

Alas, forget it.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng entered the company just as he was going to work.

Go through the resignation formalities first.

The person who handled the formalities for him was actually Lin De.

One day later, Linde's face was slightly swollen after he slapped him, but it didn't seem to be a serious problem, and the swelling should subside in about three or four days.

Lin De certainly didn't look good at him, "Take it, this is your note. You take the note and go to the finance department and the administration department yourself."

Chen Feng thought that Lin De was trying to disgust him on purpose, but he didn't expect him to be so straightforward.

"Yo! Yo yo yo! Is the sun coming out in the west?"

Full compensation for three months' salary plus performance bonus, up to 24,000 after tax.

The company agreed to let Chen Feng continue to live in Weston's apartment at a price lower than the market price and slightly higher than the employee benefit price.

These two major clauses were listed, completely beyond Chen Feng's expectations.

He originally thought that he would only be able to get a one-month subsidy if he died.

Lin De glared at Chen Feng fiercely, but remembered the instructions of his immediate boss, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a disgusting smile, "The formalities are all done for you, so you can go quickly, you don't want to stay in the company either. look."

Chen Feng took the approval note and asked before leaving: "By the way, who will take over Weston after I leave?"

Linde put down the document, raised his eyelids slightly, "Why are you asking this? It's none of your business."

"I will be your customer in the future, and I have to know who will serve me."

Lin De was sulking at him again, but this was his proud work, "How about Zhou Yunbo? Just don't worry, he will do his best to serve your customer well." /

After speaking, Lin De raised his chin slightly, showing indescribable pride.

That expression seems to be saying, what are you proud of, haven't I succeeded after all?

Chen Feng regretted not asking.

I was in a good mood, but I was a little upset.

Next ~IndoMTL.com~ he ran the program up and down. At about ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng finally finished packing, put all his personal belongings in a cardboard box, and left his work station with the box in his arms. .

Except for Tang Shuang, no one saw him off.

This scene is no different from what is often played in TV movies, when the fired employee leaves in disarray.

"Chen Feng, what are your plans next?"

Tang Shuang asked worriedly as the two walked side by side through the aisle of the office hall.

Chen Feng said indifferently, "Let's talk about it later, anyway, it's not bad for a while."

Counting today's 24,000, plus the more than 30,000 points that he had sold before, he now has more than 50,000 in his bank card.

If you have money in your pocket, you will never panic.

The two were chatting when there was a commotion at the front of the company gate.

Chen Feng craned his neck to look, "What's the situation?"

Only then did Tang Shuang suddenly think of something, and quickly pulled up his sleeves and took him to the side.

"Forgot to tell you that this afternoon, the company's new spokesperson, He Jiaqi, will participate in a business performance in the high-tech zone. This is to come to the company to visit! Let's stop by the side and get out of the way."

In front, many big leaders of Kelai Apartment are crowded into a crowd.

Everyone's eyes are focused on the middle.

Linde's chubby figure was very aggrieved at the edge of the crowd, smiling at the air.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

He Jiaqi?

Interesting!

With just a glance at his eyes, he saw that he stood out from the crowd, and his temperament was outstanding...

Mai Hui, the dead girl.

Mai Hui is a mother-in-law, but she is quite tall, and you can see his putty-shaved snow-white face at a glance.