Chapter 174 (1/2)

”I don't sleep in the company today. Why should I be reduced in the quality of life because of the people who are blackmailing me?”

Songya saw talaji start to tidy the office sofa and said, ”today you drive, old Mike has something to do.”

”All right, when I get my things ready.” Instead, taraj cleared his desk.

”Well.”

Song Yachao glanced downstairs. There were fewer reporters than in the daytime, but there was still the broadcasting car. Paparazzi gathered in groups to chat. Some people rode motorcycles to carry a lot of hot dogs and coffee. It seems that they can't be separated in a short time.

He went to the recording room. They were all around the computer. They went over and saw that they were not doing their business. They were playing games. Al operated. Delay and Andrew and Henry stood behind him to give advice.

Song Ya knows that they are idle. All the recording work of songs is over. A + record has nothing to do at present. ”I have such a big mood fluctuation, but I haven't even got a Tianqi song...” He was a little depressed.

”There are too many reporters. Some people in the building complained to the owners that parking and office work were affected.” Said delay, seeing him come in.

”It's too miserable to be driven out of the building by the owner at this time. It will become a laughing stock of the whole rice.” Song Ya said.

”That's not enough. The owner hasn't sent us a formal warning yet.” Dilly asked, ”are you going home today?”

”Well, you can do the same, but don't answer any questions from reporters.”

”OK.” Several people agreed to come down one after another.

Song Ya saw that they didn't play the same game as before, such as little people jumping and jumping or airplanes and tanks. ”What kind of game is this?”

”Civilization, the civilization of sidmerle.” Al stood up. ”You play. I'm not good at strategy games like this.” He said to Sonya, ”marvolta and I will guard you in the car.”

”Strategy? Then give me one. I'll go home and play. I've been a bit unlucky recently. I've lost my mind to music and study. ” Song Ya asked them for some floppy disks and put them in his pocket.

Being escorted by Al and mavota from left to right, the reporters came down the building with their eyes shining like wolves when they saw their prey.

”Aplus, talk about the disappearance! What did your bodyguard do to the tramp? Why? ”

”Aplus, look this way! Has the tramp been done? Did you order it yourself? ”

”Tell me about your life, aplus. Did you tip $100 for three days in Las Vegas?”

”Were you and Mila together on the recording to de Klerk?”

In the face of the reporters' strange questions, al all the way chanted no comment, covered song Ya into the car, and taraji immediately drove away.

The engine behind was loud and the lights were flashing to keep up.

”Annoying reporter.” Talaji turned to the right and pushed the motorcyclist back from the window.

”Ignore them. I'm used to them.”

It's time for you to answer the phone. Is it time for him to practice Asked Fergie.

”No, don't go either. Just stay at home.” Song Ya replied.

”But I've been at home for two days...” Said Fergie pitifully.