Such a big brand?

You pondered for a moment.

"Shen Mu?"

There are many singers in Tianlai Records, and singers who are even more famous than Xu Ziya and Zhou Tianming. Jun Qing can't think of anyone else for a while.

"Congratulations, I answered correctly!" Zhao Yiyi's voice in the phone receiver was almost broken, "It's Mu Shen, Mu Shen wants to sing the song you wrote. Oh my God, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die..."

Previously, Mu Jinbai posted a Weibo on the day of her scandal, declaring that he was going to release a new song, but he did not explain what the new song was.

Jun Qing didn't expect that Mu Jinbai would sing her song.

If my elder brother knew it was her little vest, he would not know what his expression was.

Jun Qing walked to the side of the bed with her cell phone in her hand and noticed the rectangular high gift box on the writing desk. She turned around in confusion and pinched the card on the gift box.

On the card, beautiful flower body in English—

“TO:Mrs.D”

This guy actually prepared a gift for her?

"Is there anything else?"

"I have sorted out the information about Tian Xin that you asked me to check. I have sent it to your email."

"Okay, please contact me if you have something to do."

After finishing the call, put the phone next to it, and gently pulled open the ribbon tied outside the gift box and opened the wrapping paper.

In the air, a familiar fragrance vaguely floats.

Is it a flower?

Jun Qing opened the lid in confusion and was stunned when he saw what was inside.

In the gift box, there was a small green potted plant.

Jun gently plucked the tender flavor slices with his hands, and was surprised.

Since childhood, Di Lin has not known how many gifts she has given her, and it is the first time she has given her potted plants.

With her hands stretched over the box, she carefully took out the potted plants and placed them on the table, turned around and walked towards the cloakroom.

I originally wanted to take a shower and change my clothes, but I held the door of the cloakroom with my hand, but suddenly turned around again.

As her eyes fell on the small green plants on the table, she suddenly understood the significance of Di Lin's move.

Two years ago, she represented the school in Portugal to participate in a piano competition.

Di Lin's ship happened to be docked at a nearby port, so he specially arranged for someone to come and pick her up on the boat for dinner.

At that time, it happened to be June 13, the famous San Antonio Festival in Portugal.

This program is also local Valentine's Day. Many young people will give their lover a small pot of herb potted plants as gifts to their lovers on this day.

At that time, the girl was in love with spring and picked up a cute little nine-layer tower pot plant to make him a gift.

As a result, by accident, the chef he invited treated it as ingredients grown on the boat and made into dishes and served on the dining table.

That night, the two had a meal together, and she ate the vegetables foolishly.

Later, I asked about the pot and found out that she was originally consuming the gift she gave him.

She held her fork and cried on the dining table in a mess, vomiting in a dark way, and was so scared that Di Lin took her to the hospital for examination overnight...

Later she told him about the gift, but she didn't have the courage to explain to him that love.

Since then, she never ate the nine-story tower again.

Today is June 16th, because Di Lin has been on a business trip a few days ago and has no time to see her.

He gave her a small pot to carry, and took her to eat sardines, undoubtedly celebrating the festival with her.

(Note: San Antonio Festival is also called Sardine Festival, and Sardines are festive foods)

This big piece of wood can actually be so romantic.

He put the potted plants into the bathroom, and Jun Qing carefully sprayed the pot with clean water, and put the tender green plants on the table facing the window.

After taking a shower, she practiced the piano for an hour, turned on her laptop, and waited for him to come back while writing a new song orchestration for herself.

Late at night, Di Lin came back after checking everything and pushed her room away with slightest steps.

I saw the little girl sleeping in her nightgown lying on the bed, still working.

He walked over and sat beside her, with a little reproach in his tone.

"So late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Waiting for you!" Jun Qing raised his chin towards the small potted plant placed on the table, "Do you know San Antonio's Day?"

"You told me." Di Lin said with a smile.

"Me?" Jun Qing stood up straight, "When?"

Why doesn't she have any impression of it?

"Two years ago, on your birthday."

Jun Qing thought about it, but still couldn't remember it.

"I just remember that I seemed to be drunk that day."

"Yeah." Di Lin raised his hand to sort out her slightly messy long hair, "It was what you told me when you were drunk, and you even complained that I ate your gift..."

Jun Qing laughed.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know at the time." Di Lin looked at her apologetically, "I have been busy with the new ship these days, so I can only supply you today."

Jun Qing chuckled and shook his head, "You can't blame you, you can only blame that chef!"

But thinking about the chef, the chef was also very pitiful. At that time, Di Lin thought that she had eaten something wrong in the dish and was so angry that she almost threw the chef into the sea.

Bending her knees and leaning closer to him, she gently placed her chin on her knees.

"What else did I say?"

Di Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at her little face, and was silent for a few seconds.

"It's too late today, I'll tell you another day."

He got up and pulled the curtains for her. Di Lin returned to the bedside and bent down to kiss her hair.

"Get off early, you will get up early tomorrow and attend the boat opening ceremony with me."

"I'm going, too?"

"Of course!" Di Lin stood up straight, "Don't forget, this is... Mrs.D."

Jun Qing was a little embarrassed: "But..."

She knew that the ship was of vital importance to him.

But if she appears at the event, the reporter will definitely recognize who she is.

At that time, her identity will be exposed directly.

"You don't have to worry." Di Lin saw her thoughts and smiled at her comfortably. "The trial sailing press conference is under the responsibility of the publicity department, and the ship opening ceremony is held in the main control room, and only the internal crew members participate."

Di Lin was too lazy to participate in the pretentious act in front of media reporters.

He has already arranged these things and handed them over to the director of the company's publicity department to preside over.

The boat opening ceremony he mentioned refers to the crew ceremony on a cruise ship.

Jun Qing lets go.

"good!"

...

...

The next morning.

When the first ray of morning light spread across the sea, Jun Qing's cell phone also started to scream.

When Jun Qing heard the alarm clock ringing, he always loved to stay in bed, got up from the pillow as soon as possible. His mind was still in chaos. He had already pulled out of the bed and squinted his eyes and opened the curtains.

The rising sun at the sea casts bright morning light into the window, and she closes her eyes to adapt to the bright light.

Turning around, I saw the white seaman uniform suit hanging on the clothes hanger.

Her uniform?

Jun Qing walked over with a happy look on his face, took off his suit and walked into the cloakroom, and compared it to the mirror.

Noting the badge on the chest of the top, Jun Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Di Lin actually prepared a badge for her.

She wanted to see what position the captain had assigned her.

On the breastplate, a giant ship rides the wind and waves. This is the LOGO of Junlin Company. Next to the position area, two small gold-plated characters—
Chapter completed!