Tianyi Media.

A woman with a bumpy figure wearing an OL short skirt with an awe-inspiring and inviolable look stood in front of the office with "Vice President" written on it, straightened her clothes and straightened her short skirt.

She looked around and saw that no one was looking, and unbuttoned her shirt one more to make her career line more visible.

Only then did he raise his head and raise his hand to knock on the hidden door, and a majestic "come in" came from the office.

"Mr. Shen. She closed the door as she entered, walked cattire-to-her desk, bent over to sort through the papers scattered on the desk, and noticed that the other's gaze lingered on her foul-level fullness.

After a while, she stopped with satisfaction, straightened up to the middle-aged man who looked in his forties, and said with a cold expression, "Mr. Shen, Lin Ke's account has moved, he changed his nickname 'Hemingway', and just submitted 7 new songs for registration." ”

She noticed that the vice president, who had always been unfazed when Mount Tai collapsed, trembled visibly.

However, after raising his head, Shen Jinsong's majestic and handsome face still showed a confident and peaceful smile: "Let the people in the music department take a look and judge the level of those songs." ”

"Understood, Mr. Shen. ”

The woman was about to turn around, and Shen Jinsong said, "Wait, Xiao Liao, you have been transferred for two months, have you been adapting? What difficulties do you have at work and in life?"

The woman's expression was cold, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable look, and she replied simply: "I can adapt." Difficulties do exist, but I believe I can overcome them. ”

"Although the contact time has not been for a long time, I can feel that you are a very self-motivated and hard-working person. All you lack is a chance, and if you seize it, you'll be desperate to climb up, right?"

Mr. Shen's eyes were like torches. ”

Shen Jinsong smiled and said: "If we want to continue to work together, we need to build some deeper understanding." If I feel like you can carry a heavier load, I'll give you the opportunity you want. Well, before you go out, help me with a little bit and see if you're capable and determined. ”

The woman raised her head, met Shen Jinsong's gaze, and immediately understood, her face was still as cold as ice, but her eyes had a hint of charm, nodded, first went to lock the door, and then went around to Mr. Shen's seat and squatted, opened the zipper, opened her red lips and leaned over......

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Purple Sky Entertainment.

A middle-aged man with long flowing hair and a miserable appearance like a car accident scene leaned on the door, staring at the obvious Mediterranean Sea above Jin Chengming's head, and said in a lazy tone: "That Lin Ke registered 7 songs in one go, I took a look at it, and I felt that they all had the potential for fire." What is commendable is that the lyrics and songs are innovative, and I think they can adapt to the current market. Tsk, it is worthy of Lin Ke, after 5 years, he shot again, and he is still so extraordinary. ”

Jin Chengming buried his head in the case, did not raise his head, and said in a flat tone: "Lao Ding, you are talking nonsense, that is Lin Ke, not a cat or a dog." Pay attention to the release date of the new album of Huayu's newcomer 'Jiang Youxi', and our singers try to avoid it. ”

The long-haired middle-aged man still looked lazy and underwhelmed: "Brother Cheng, you tell the bosses, can you sign Lin Ke over quickly? Living in the same period as such a genius, I feel a lot of pressure." ”

"Don't think about it, it's impossible. ”

"If you don't work hard, how do you know you can't do it? Our boss has money, and if he has money, he can do whatever he wants. ”

Jin Chengming raised his head from the pile of documents and said calmly: "If it weren't for Su Manqian blowing the pillow wind, Lin would never have signed a contract with any company. ”

"We also have Duan Xiaochen. The long-haired middle-aged man said.

"Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, Lin is a smart person, he will not fall twice in the same place. I have communicated with him, and believe me, he will not sign a brokerage contract with any company again, even Duan Xiaochen can't move him. ”

"I still want to try, you can ask him out another day to meet up and talk about music, and I'll try it out when the atmosphere is good. ”

"I can't make an appointment with him, he doesn't like me at all. ”

"Then in my name, say that I, Ding Wei, want to discuss music with him, and see if he gives face. The long-haired middle-aged shrugged and closed the door with his hand.

The door sign reads: "Music Director".

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Huayu Entertainment.

In the structure of Huayu Entertainment, there is no position of "music director", but a "music division".

At this time, Cheng Mingming was meeting with several heads of the music division, and the small conference room was full of smoke.

"You have also seen these 7 songs by Lin Kefa," Cheng Mingming said with a confident smile, "and he promised that 5 of them were for Xiao Jiang." You can evaluate the quality of these songs. Although the share he wants is high, I think it is worth the money and acceptable for the company. ”

"How do you know the company is acceptable. Tang Yezhi, deputy director of the music division, said expressionlessly.

Although he was handsome when he was young, time is a pig-killing knife, and now his face is like fermented dough, and his eyes are almost invisible.

He was a technocrat and a well-known musician in the industry, specializing in violin, piano, classical music, and serving as principal violin in one of WYN's symphony orchestras before returning to China when he was about to retire.

He originally wanted to return to China to support his retirement, but because of his friends' affection, he reluctantly agreed to be the deputy minister of music of Huayu.

Although he is only a deputy minister, in the music division, he speaks more effectively than Minister Xie Shengping.

Cheng Mingming also knew very well that although there were several heads of the music division at this meeting, in fact, it was enough to persuade Tang Yezhi.

She said confidently: "Because Lin may bring profits to the company." ”

"Paralyzing, it's not profitable. ”

"Minister Tang, you should understand what the word Lin Ke represents. It represents best-selling, millions or even tens of millions of album sales, and it means that Xiao Jiang can jump into the second line, and even become a quasi-first-line singer. ”

Tang Ye said: "Nonsense, Lin Ke is my best friend, how good he is, Lao Tzu knows very well." But it's business, and the company wants to see profits!"

And Manager Liu softened his voice: "I only saw the benefits that Xiao Jiang obtained." ”

Cheng Mingming spread his hands: "Xiao Jiang's contract with the company is still very long. ”

The implication is that although Jiang Youxi has gained many benefits, the company will only get more.

Tang Yezhi finally made up his mind: "Then let's try it." Tema's Lin Ke is also too stingy, only giving 5 songs, so hurry up and find other musicians to invite a few songs. Start recording as soon as possible and contact the director to shoot the MV. How many CDs do you want to make in the first batch? How many VCDs do you want to make? How much will it cost in total, and give me a budget. Made, don't worry about me, okay?

Cheng Mingming showed a somewhat mysterious smile at this time: "Why do you have to make an album according to the previous process? I think it's time to make something different." ”

Tang Yezhi was stunned: "What do you mean ......?"

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"He's back......" Su Manqian hung up the phone, biting her lip, and her beautiful face had a complicated expression.

A young assistant emailed his superior: "...... Lin Ke started writing songs again, and he just released 7 songs. ”

A reporter called the editor-in-chief and said excitedly: "Big news! Lin Ke is back!"

A teenager with unkempt hair and non-mainstream dress looked at the computer screen, his eyes widened. Lin Ke...... Lin Ke finally has a new work!"

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A gray-haired, seemingly fifty-year-old man put down his mobile phone, lowered his eyes, and subconsciously stroked the limited-edition Patek Philippe on his wrist worth more than 20 million, muttering to himself: "I can kick you out of the entertainment industry once, and I can kick you out of the second ......"