Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 51 Eyeballs Turn 1

The next day, no, two days later.

Because it's the weekend.

He simply stayed at the hotel with Li Xiaolu for two whole days.

Now he left the Jianguo Hotel without any lingering attachment.

I arrived at the company around 9:30.

At this point, all the company's employees had arrived.

Seeing that the Spider Cave was beginning to take shape, Qian Lang felt a sense of accomplishment.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that Snow White's skirt... has indeed become even shorter.

This has truly become a bodycon skirt.

In fact, Qian Lang is quite satisfied with his current life, but unfortunately, he is being held back by fate.

Now all he can do is keep trying!

"Bai Xue, I won't be going to the company dinner tonight. You can organize it and get the tickets. Also, the company's business license can be picked up this afternoon. Go to the business registration office to get it."

"OK!"

"Also, the company needs to have a ceremony for its opening. Let's set it for the 23rd. I've checked the almanac, and that's an auspicious day. There will be some people coming, so please make some preparations for the company in advance."

"OK!"

"Okay, that's settled. While I'm away, please keep an eye on the company's management, and also..."

"Nice dress!"

Qian Lang lowered his head and continued working.

Bai Xue was diligently recording things, but this made her pause with her pen.

Then, her heart started racing.

I blurted it out as if by some strange impulse.

"Thank you, boss!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face flushed red.

Qian Lang looked up in surprise.

Then I saw Bai Xue, whose face was flushed red.

Bai Xue's skin was already very fair, and now that it's red, her beauty has increased by another three points.

Qian Lang's evil thoughts were immediately aroused.

I was about to stand up.

But then there was a knock at the door.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Come in!"

Qian Lang called out calmly.

The accountant walked in through the door.

The accountant's surname is Zhang, and her given name is Zhang Yu. It's a simple and pleasant-sounding name.

"Mr. Qian, do you have time today? I need to go over your previous income with you so we can record it!"

"Let's do it now, Bai Xue, you can go ahead and get busy!"

Qian Lang regained his composure and spoke.

"Okay! I'll get back to work then."

Bai Xue quickly chimed in.

Based on her woman's intuition, she had just sensed a strong sense of danger.

They left in a slightly flustered manner.

However, I still said goodbye to Zhang Yu before leaving.

Zhang Yu, having been through this before, immediately had a hint of gossip in her eyes.

"Accountant Zhang, please sit down. Let's begin!"

"Um!"

Qian Lang was in a bit of a headache after that.

He hadn't expected the financial matters to be so troublesome.

It's not just about accounting entries; once accounting entries are made, taxes are required, and with taxes come contracts.

Zhang Yu nearly killed Qian Lang that morning.

However, when Qian Lang thought of Shuangzi and Bingbing later on, he held back.

After spending a day sorting out the company's affairs, Qian Lang felt much more relaxed.

Days passed by one by one.

February 23rd arrived quickly, and it happened to be a Sunday.

The company has been completely transformed.

Red silk hung at the entrance, a red carpet was laid on the ground, and flower baskets stretched from the entrance to the end of the corridor.

The wall was covered with the golden characters that read "Grand Opening," and the desk was piled high with fruit and snacks.

Lin Sisi and Bai Xue, dressed in cheongsams, stood at the entrance to greet the guests.

Ning Hao and Xing Aina were the first to arrive, and they even gave Qian Lang a red envelope, though it was rather thin; Qian Lang felt it was definitely no more than 1000 yuan.

Then came Huang Bo, wearing a newly bought jacket, his hair neatly combed, dressed impeccably, and even carrying a fruit basket in his hand.

Qian Lang didn't mind and accepted it.

To Qian Lang's surprise, Liu Xiaoli and Liu Yifei arrived quite early, shortly after Huang Bo.

And Liu Xiaoli's red envelope was really thick!

No need to count, it's either 8888 or 9999!

Sister Xiaoli is still as capable as ever.

Qian Lang was very happy and invited the two of them directly into his office.

Ning Hao and Huang Bo, who were watching in the hall, both twitched their mouths.

Chen Hao and Yang Lei came together.

Both of them were dressed up carefully. Chen Hao wore a beige trench coat, while Yang Lei wore a red dress. They came in arm in arm, chatting and laughing, as if they were attending a party.

Of course, neither of them came empty-handed; their red envelopes weren't as thick as Liu Xiaoli's, but they weren't thin either.

Qian Lang invited the two of them into his office.

"Prodigal son,... don't we even deserve to go in?"

Ning Hao asked in an annoyed tone.

"hehe!"

Qian Lang sneered, then looked at Xing Aina.

"Great talent, let me introduce you to them."

"OK!"

Xing Aina said with a smile, and even made a face at Ning Hao.

Ning Hao couldn't help but smile wryly.

It was Li Xiaolu who arrived last.

Qian Lang originally didn't want her to come, but one night he let it slip, and Li Xiaolu insisted on coming.

Moreover, Li Xiaolu didn't come alone; she brought along a money tree!

"Come on, be careful moving this. Where should we put it, Brother Lang? How about we put it in your office?"

Li Xiaolu spoke casually, her tone somewhat like that of the hostess.

Qian Lang stared blankly at the money tree.

This thing...

This is a small tree that is half a meter tall. The trunk is golden, so it must be covered with gold leaf.

The leaves, however, were all made of RMB, each one hundred yuan.

There were also fruits, but they were silver beans!

"Move into my office!"

Qian Lang shouted.

He won't be able to sleep if this thing is left outside!

Li Xiaolu smiled smugly, then directed the movers toward Qian Lang's office.

Huang Bo and Ning Hao were both stunned.

Huang Bo felt that poverty limited his imagination; he estimated that this one tree could feed him for several years.

Ning Hao, however, thought that this tree could be the subject of a low-budget movie.

Qian Lang ignored the two of them and instead grinned as he led Li Xiaolu into his office.

Just went in...

He was taken aback.

The small office was now packed with women.

Li Xiaolu, who was following behind him, was also taken aback.

Meanwhile, the women who had been chatting away inside fell silent and watched the two of them.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became subtle.

Li Xiaolu, however, was sizing up these women.

Tall, short, old, young, small-breasted, big-breasted... you name it, they have it.

However, she didn't recognize any of them!

Then, the corner of her mouth curled slightly, and a hint of contempt appeared in her eyes.

Indeed, she has natural advantages.

She's already making a name for herself on the big screen.

And those of you here?

They are all very popular, even on the small screen.

The most popular one is Chen Hao, who became famous for her role as the charming woman in "The Red Powder Girl".

However, compared to Li Xiaolu, he is still far behind.

Qian Lang didn't pay any attention, and after a moment of surprise, he immediately returned to normal.

"Come on, help me put it in the southeast corner!"

The two workers followed him.

However, all the women present felt uncomfortable.

However, the entertainment industry is a place where seniority matters, and no one dares to do anything to Li Xiaolu.

Except for—Liu Yifei!

This little girl has grown up and has never been afraid of anyone.

Li Xiaolu's slight disdain just now immediately made her uncomfortable.

His eyes darted around.

"Qian Lang, you haven't written a new song for me in a long time. Don't you like me anymore?"