"This Jiangshan band, but you created it single-handedly, how does it feel?" Song Jiang asked Song Shan in a low voice, who was sitting next to him.

"Qin Yue is good!"

Song Shan looked at the Jiangshan Band on the stage, which attracted much attention, and there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is a super band he has single-handedly created.

At the beginning, he just came up with a plan to complete Song Jiang's task, Jiangshan Band, but it was only a little bit of it, and he did it easily.

But in the past two years, he has actually been writing some songs for the Jiangshan Band in the name of a farmer.

The main thing is that Qin Yue has an appetite for him.

Qin Yue has been a down-and-out singer for many years, he has become popular with one move, but he has not swelled, there are not many people who enjoy this infinite dazzling and dazzling, and can still keep his heart, his enthusiasm for music and gratitude to Song Shan have never been talked about.

This person is worthy of Song Shan to write songs for him in his free time.

In fact, where does Song Shan know music?

But as a reborn of all evils, predicting the future, knowing ancient and modern famous songs, and being a copyist, it is a simple matter, and it is not a problem to copy some famous songs and classic songs in the future.

In just two years, as the Jiangshan Band became popular all over the country, the composer Farmer has also become the most mysterious new star in the music circle.

Quite a few people wanted to inquire about the farmer.

But no one has ever been able to find out the identity of the farmer.

"The Jiangshan Band is becoming more and more popular, and the price of commercial performances is getting higher and higher, but Wansheng is a little overwhelmed!" Song Jiang said: "It is said that inside Jiangshan, some people are preparing to fly solo, want to jump out of the music circle, become an artist, and Jiangshan Band intends to prepare to establish their own studio, what do you think of this!"

Some people make music because of passion, dreams.

But there are also people who want to use this springboard to move towards a higher future.

It's all a personal choice.

A band, a group.

Dreams are their bond, but not everyone will keep this dream.

Jiangshan Band is popular, today's Huaguo, not to mention the first, but at least the top three, within two years, four albums, all of which are platinum level, let Wansheng earn a lot of money.

But there are many people who are popular.

Some people don't want to be constrained, and some people want to fly solo, so naturally there will be internal problems.

"It's none of my business!"

Song Shan pouted.

He admires Qin Yue, and the Jiangshan Band was created by him, and he has some feelings before he writes songs for Jiangshan, but he doesn't care about the future development of the Jiangshan Band and does not bear this responsibility.

"Song Xiu still has a semester to take the college entrance examination!" Song Jiang said: "It's none of your business!"

"What do you want!" Song Shan heard this and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He understood what Song Jiang meant.

"I'm ready to integrate all the entertainment resources in my hands from now on!" Song Jiang said, "Establish our own wholly-owned entertainment company!"

"Isn't it good to cooperate with Wansheng?"

Song Shan Road.

"Wansheng is theirs after all, not ours, I don't worry!"

Song Jiang put it twenty years later, it is extremely sister-controlled, and he is much more concerned about Song Xiu's affairs than Song Shan, over the years, he has invested in more than ten entertainment projects privately, and tens of millions of funds have been smashed down, and he is not distressed at all.

"It's too early!"

Song Shan said: "After the college entrance examination, there is still a university, don't be in such a hurry!"

He really didn't want Song Xiu to enter this circle so soon, Xiao Xianrou Xiaohuadan, but a few years of youth, if he really wants to mix in this industry, Song Xiu needs to have skills, he hopes that Song Xiu can be admitted to a university, and she will be born in a serious class, which will be very beneficial to her future.

"It's right to hold down Xiaoxiu first, but let's enter the venue early!"

Song Jiang said softly: "In the past two years, I haven't understood, I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it, this circle is changing day by day, and it's still messy, I don't want Xiaoxiu to suffer any unfair treatment because of this!"

"Whatever you want!"

Song Shan shrugged, pursed his lips, and said, "Song Xiu's dead girl, I don't bother to pay attention to her!"

In the past two years, in order to keep Song Xiu, Song Jiang has donated at least several million yuan to the county middle school, which can be worthy of keeping Song Xiu's degree, otherwise she would have been expelled.

And that's not the point.

The key is that every time he is reprimanded by the school, he is always him.

Song Xiu has never been settled.

This semester, when I entered my third year of high school, I was ordered by Song Jiang and Song Shan to stay in school.

"Then it's decided!" Song Jiang said: "You and I, plus Jin'er, three people invest, and all other funds, including the abundant ones, are not wanted!"

"How much money does my sister have?"

Song Shan squinted.

"Don't underestimate Jin'er!" Song Jiang said: "You don't know enough about your sister, but since the incident of the scenery studio, I have sent people to keep an eye on her, she cooperated with a fashion show in Paris last month and earned at least seven figures!"

"It's just a small studio, so easy to make?"

"Clothing, food, housing and transportation, no matter how the sky falls apart, is an indispensable industry!" Song Jiang said: "We have been doing food, Jin'er is making clothes, if it really develops, it will not be much weaker by us!"

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"Thank you Jiangshan Band for today's performance, below, we invite our Fengsheng Jiangnan Branch to bring us the dance, the dance of the forest!"

Dongmen Qing continued to host the show.

As the show progressed, time slowly drained away.

Night.

The whole abundance is not only the bright street lights, but also in order to cater to today's program, on the bank of the river, around the village road, at least hundreds of rainbow lights have been installed, twinkling and shining, as if the whole abundance has been integrated into a world of lights.

"Very Ping'an Zhai Tourism Company, brought us a wonderful sketch "Flying Road", everyone thinks, this is not good-looking!"

Dongmen smiled lightly, and the atmosphere pushed higher and higher.

"Beautiful!"

"Beautiful!"

Countless people began to cheer up.

"Then, we will enter our annual meeting, the most exciting and dazzling program!"

The light and crisp voice of the east gate shouted.

Under the stage, lift a big turntable up, inside the big turntable, there are many small balls, which are arranged, just like the lottery scene of the two-color ball.

"This show is the lottery link!"

Dongmen chuckled and asked, "Do you want to draw a big prize?"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The atmosphere is getting more and more intense, and it can make people's blood boil when it is linked to interests.

"Okay, now I'll ask the staff to hand out all the grades, but all the Fengsheng employees can get a brand!" Dongmen said lightly: "A brand, aimed at a ball, today we will draw five hundred prizes, one grand prize, three first prizes, ten second prizes, fifty third prizes, four prizes, one hundred and twenty winners, and three hundred and sixteen fifth prizes!"

As the light voice of the east gate became louder and louder, many people's breathing became nervous.

Five hundred prizes.

Not a lot.

But for so many people in the whole company, it is still slightly less.

The probability is not high.

And Song Shan wants this effect, he doesn't like the lottery where everyone has a share, it's not called a lottery, it's called a bonus, the so-called lottery, even if you fight luck, whether there is or not, it's all luck, and it can be exciting to draw it.

"I believe everyone wants to know what the rich prizes are!"

Dongmen smiled lightly: "Then let me reveal it for everyone!"

"The grand prize will be awarded to a 150-square-meter idyllic cottage in our Fengsheng employee residential community!"

On the banks of the river, near Panshi Mountain, Song Hill has built a community of hearty employees, including high-rise suites, and is planned to build five buildings, adding up to nearly 300 houses.

At the same time, thirty high-end villas were built next to it.

It's all about enriching employee benefits.

It is still under construction.

At present, it is impossible to invest too much money, and two thousand years will only be completed in the first phase at most, with ten small villas and a hundred houses, put into use.

"Damn!"

"What a big deal!"

"If I win the grand prize, it will be a cow!"

"A house!"

The crowd was boiling.

"And the first one, you will get, get a Jetta car!" Dongmen Qing continued to break the news, leaving the red cloth in front of him, and revealing the three car keys on the saucer under the red cloth!

"I want, I want!"

"Cars!"

"Be sure to win the first prize!"

Countless people shouted loudly.

"The gift of the second prize is to get a Nokia mobile phone!"

"The gift of the third prize is a one-two-five motorcycle!"

"Fourth prize gift, a refrigerator!"

"A gift for the fifth prize, a rice cooker!"

Every shout of Dongmen Light can cause the shouts of countless Fengsheng employees.

"Okay, now please, our Fengsheng chairman, Mr. Song Shan, will personally come to our lottery!" Dongmen said softly.

Song Shan once again came to power.

"Aren't you nervous now!" Song Shan glanced at and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense!"

"Of course nervous!"

"I'd like to draw a grand prize!"

"You're smoking!"

The original residents of Fengsheng will not be too polite to Song Mountain, too polite means to see the outside, Song Mountain is born and raised here, they watched and grew up, he skinned it, and the villagers will naturally skin it.

"I am very happy to see that you are nervous, and tell you that I didn't wash my hands on the tuba today, who is unlucky who knows!" Song Shan especially likes to skin up here in Fengsheng, the more nervous you are, the more energetic he becomes, and he belongs to the kind of people who are crazy.

"Damn!"

"Shanzi, you're too bad!"

"Go wash your hands and come again!"

"Don't spoil our good luck!"

"I still want to draw a first prize and drive a car out to play, how handsome!"

One by one, the villagers shouted indignantly.

"Then I'm going to do it!"

Song Shan walked to the big turntable with a smile.

For the first time, the lottery will be held, and the list of five prizes, three hundred and sixteen people, will be decided.

The big turntable has a mechanism.

All he had to do was turn on the mechanism.

The first ball, coming out, flowed down the pipe and flowed on the front groove, and the number that rolled out at the end was 128.

"Thank you to our Chairman Song Shan for raising your noble hand, one hundred and twenty-eight, the first lucky winner of the fifth prize!" Dongmen shouted excitedly: "May I ask which one it is?"

"Looks like it's me!"

The audience was silent for a moment, and then a quiet voice sounded next to it.

Ann Guard.

Chief Executive Officer, Harvest Agriculture.

She took the nameplate hanging on her wrist, looked at it, and wanted to cry without tears: "My grand prize, the first prize, are gone!"