MTL - 100 Ways to Get the Male God-Chapter 2073 My voice is only for you (7)

The employees all agreed and packed up and left.

Yunhuai did not go, loosened the T-shirt, continued to pull out a screw, the sweat on the white slap rolled down, gently fell on the eyelashes, he stopped and picked up the scorpion.

The owner said: "Xiaohuai, come back tomorrow."

Yunhuai turned his head, and the eyes of the deep pool were as cold as the moonlight. When he thought about it, he nodded, took the gloves and threw it into the toolbox, and closed it to leave.

The two came to the front store and saw that the employees were around the counter and they had not left.

Seeing them coming over, several people quickly retreated, and some people whispered: "That... cloud, Yunhuai is it, your guitar has just been picked up by the desk lamp, it broke..."

Hearing the words, the owner glimpsed and frowned at the guitar on the counter.

The guitar bag was opened and the guitar inside was pulled out of a depression, which was completely broken.

However, this level of damage is obviously not something that can be picked up by the lamp.

Several employees were gloating in the eyes.

The owner suddenly understood that this is a prank. Even if it is usually isolated, it is too much too much...

But the young boy next to him was not shocked, as if there was no accident, his voice was light and faint: "Nothing."

He stepped forward, didn't look at the guitar at all, and understated the guitar and took the jacket.

The employees can't help but face each other.

The owner didn't have a good air: "Hurry and go back."

People have spread out.

Yunhuai backed the guitar bag, slightly over the head, the line of sight was peaceful, courtesy said: "I am leaving."

The owner sighed and asked some questions: "Xiaohuai, your voice is so good, and you like to play with music. Why don't you find a job in the bar, the salary is definitely much higher, and you don't have to do this kind of hard work."

The young black scorpion looked over and the light was clean. "Do not sing love songs."

The shop owner squatted and laughed: "Do you have this advantage? Why not use it? It is not a big deal."

Yunhuai no expression, Pingping said: "Be a resident singer to sing, can't circumvent love songs. Don't sing."

After that, there was no other emotion, and he took the coat and pushed the door away.

The owner smiled and shook his head.

Little young mind, I really don't understand.

He was about to close the shop, but the door was pushed away. The teenager stood in front of the door and licked his lips. His voice was light and shallow: "The manager, the phone borrowed me."

The child is young, but like an old cadre, may be a family reason, and does not use a mobile phone. He actually pays a lot, but he usually doesn't see how to spend money. Maybe there are other places in the family that use money.

The store manager handed the phone over.

The teenager took it, the knuckles were clean and white, took out a thin business card from the pocket, and dialed the number.

It seems to be connected soon.

Yunhuai leaned against the counter, and the light brushed out the long shadow of the eyelashes. The low voice looked a bit cold, and the other party was talking to him. He only sighed softly.

He turned the business card over and asked: "If you don't choose, as long as I go there is a notice fee?"

Yu Chu said over there: "Yes."

"Okay," the boy promised.

After an appointment, he hanged the phone and returned the phone to the owner.

The owner curiously took the business card and looked at it - Shengxing Entertainment Company, Duan Chuchu.

He was surprised: "Is it a scout?"

Yunhuai also squinted his eyebrows. "Not very clear."

"I have heard of this company," the store manager said with amazement. "It's amazing."

Yunhuai is still expressionless.