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Chapter 1710
The host was shocked: “Man? Eric, it’s convenient to ask, what is your relationship with this man?”
Eric: “If you have to say what relationship I have with him, it should be… … enemy relationship.”
The host didn’t expect him to answer like this.
Tonight’s video interview was presented live. Now in the live room, there were millions of people online at the same
time. His answer could be heard by all.
Eric: “Some men, although they are not blind, are blind in heart and blind in what they do. The main purpose of my
song is to express this meaning.”
The host said teasing words in his tone, and asked with a smile: “Eric, who are you fighting for? Because the lyrics
of this song seem to be love songs.”
“I didn’t fight for anyone. I wrote this song, just in my heart. My emotional expression only represents my own.” Eric
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsaid calmly, “This song is for sc*mbags.”
After the live broadcast, Mike, who was sitting across from him, said lazily, “Eric, how can you be so capable? I
asked you to take care of Avery, but you took the opportunity to write a new song, if I hadn’t called you, maybe
your new song would not have a shadow!”
Eric picked up the water glass and took a sip.
Eric explained, “I always work after Avery falls asleep at night. When I wrote this song, I first listened to Avery. Avery
said it sounded good.”
“Even if you wrote it badly, she would not listen to it. It sounds ugly. How can you take her evaluation seriously?”
Mike couldn’t help laughing.
“But the market has given me positive feedback. My song is very popular now.” Eric said here, changing the
subject, “Chad has returned to Aryadelle?”
Mike shrugged, “Well. His illness is not completely cured. He thinks the doctor here is not good, so he has to go back
to Aryadelle for treatment. Actually, he is afraid that his boss will complain after taking so long on leave.”
Chad came to Bridgedale the next night and he caught the flu. At that time, he had a high fever and was
unconscious. In the end, it took a week to stay in the hospital, and it was barely better.
When Mike took Chad to the airport, he looked at his back and lost weight.
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Eric sneered, “You asked Chad to play my new song to his boss.”
Mike: “He doesn’t even dare to ask for more vacations. Do you think he dares to provoke his boss in person?”
Eric sneered.
Mike sneered, “You’re not cowardly, why didn’t you just report Elliot’s name on the live broadcast just now? If you
dare to say that your song was written specifically to scold Elliot, I guess your song will be banned tomorrow. Taken
off the Internet.”
Eric: “It’s not that I dare not do it, I just don’t want to make a big fuss. If it makes a big fuss, besides embarrassing
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElliot, Avery will also be involved.”
“That’s true.” Mike thought for a moment, He said, “Thank you for this time, you can leave tomorrow.”
Eric: “I have nothing to do next, I can stay here for a while.”
Mike smiled, and said, “I’m afraid you don’t know how many calls your agent has called me. He said that you are
releasing a new song now, there are many publicity activities, and he also said that as long as I let you go, he will
pay 10 babysitters for Avery at his own expense.”
Eric: “…”
Aryadelle.
Chad took a day off at home, and after the jet lag was over, he returned to the company.
“Mike smiled, , I heard that you were hospitalized with pneumonia in Bridgedale and almost died. Is it true?” A
secretary saw him and immediately approached him and asked with concern.
Chad: “Ordinary pneumonia, it won’t kill me, right? Who passed it on?”