Zhao Fusheng, who didn't know what he had inadvertently contributed, didn't care so much at all, he just came to record a sample, as for whether Li Jian would find a girlfriend because of this, it was not within Zhao Fusheng's consideration at all.

Zhao Fusheng is not an immortal, and he can only see some things, but it is not an unpredictable prophet, but his own decades of life experience.

This is like the so-called living immortals on the fortune-telling stall, the reason why most of them can succeed is not that they really have the ability to penetrate the world, to put it bluntly, it is that people have walked a lot of roads and seen many people, so they have learned to observe words and looks.

From Li Jian's wooden guy found a good song and found Ye Bei, Zhao Fusheng could see that he should have some thoughts about other little girls.

Originally, Zhao Fusheng didn't think about it so much, and it was not that he hadn't seen it before, but he didn't expect that Ye Bei's eyes were not right when he looked at Li Jian.

That kind of admiring look, Zhao Fusheng has seen in the eyes of many people, and those people have finally become lovers.

Obviously, Li Jian is the same.

Therefore, Zhao Fusheng simply pushed the boat down the river, as for how far these two people can go, it is their own business, Zhao Fusheng has a temper that does not care about killing.

"Coming back?"

When Zhao Fusheng came home, Fan Baobao was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he saw Zhao Fusheng coming in, he asked strangely, "Where have you been?"

"It's nothing, I'm looking for Li Jian to record a sample for you. Zhao Fusheng told the truth.

"So fast?"

Fan Baobao stood up suddenly, with a look of surprise.

"Well, a friend of Li Jian helped record it, the tape is here, you can go back and practice with Zhou Yun at home. Zhao Fusheng casually handed the recorded sample to Fan Baobao, and instructed: "By the way, don't lose the sample, I promised Li Jian that this song should be sung to his friends." ”

After a pause, he blinked: "Girlfriend." ”

Such a big gossip suddenly made Fan Baobao interested, and she came to Zhao Fusheng with a sample: "Who, who, Li Jian's girlfriend?"

You must know that Li Jian's popularity among young people, especially college students, is still very high, after all, campus style songs in this era are still very marketable, as a well-known campus singer, Li Jian actually has a girlfriend, of course Fan Baobao is interested.

"His junior sister is called Ye Bei. ”

Zhao Fusheng said indifferently: "You remember to keep it secret, I don't think the two of them seem to have pierced the layer of window paper yet, don't let the news go out of us at that time, it's not appropriate." ”

"I know, I know, it's just curiosity. Fan Baobao nodded again and again.

She is not the kind of person who can't tell the difference, and inquiring about the news is purely curious, but talking around with a big mouth is not Fan Baobao's style.

The two chatted for a while, and Fan Baobao excitedly went to find Zhou Yun with the sample, they were about to perform, and the rehearsal should be done quickly.

As for whether Li Jian and Ye Bei will contact him, Zhao Fusheng is not worried, he is no longer the fledgling rookie planner, as long as the other party's record company is not stupid, it will not offend him.

This kind of place in the entertainment industry is a small world with excellent hue and very small skin, a bed of splendid flower quilts, covering all kinds of fake, evil and ugly, which looks beautiful, but when you open it, it stinks.

But before the lid is lifted, there are still some rules that everyone needs to follow.

There is a poem in the North Island, which is particularly popular: meanness is the pass of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble.

The first half of the sentence is very true, and it is used all over the world. And the second half of the sentence has really been rewritten now, noble is not necessarily the epitaph of the noble, because as the media becomes more and more developed, it is not certain who goes to heaven and who goes to hell.

Therefore, as long as Zhao Fusheng still maintains his current status, he doesn't have to worry about what tricks someone will play to encroach on copyright.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The phone rang, and Zhao Fusheng glanced at the number, a little surprised.

"Boss Ma, why did you remember to call me?" Zhao Fusheng said strangely to Ma Huateng over there.

If I remember correctly, Brother Xiao Ma should have been in the rhythm of the spring breeze recently, the number of users of Penguin is growing rapidly, the number of users is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more venture capitalists interested in the company.

Zhao Fusheng really couldn't figure out what the need for Brother Xiao Ma to contact him.

"That's the case, the company is preparing a new project recently, I don't know if you are interested?" Ma Huateng pondered for a while and said to Zhao Fusheng.

"New project?"

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, and then reacted, in Xiao Ma's heart, he is a person who understands technology, and now he wants to do a new project, he naturally wants to shout himself.

"I still have something to do here, so it's inconvenient to go to the deep city. Zhao Fusheng thought for a while and said to Brother Xiaoma: "It's better to do this, what is the progress of the project, or where I can help, let's communicate by email, how about it?"

Speaking of which, Zhao Fusheng has only been to the penguin headquarters once, and most of his communication with Xiao Ma is by email and telephone.

"Well, okay then. ”

Brother Xiao Ma was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and had no choice but to agree.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Fusheng opened his laptop and soon received an email from Xiao Ma.

It took half an hour to read the entire email, Zhao Fusheng blinked, and suddenly felt that he really underestimated the heroes of the world.

Previously, under Zhao Fusheng's prompt, Xiao Ma Ge and his technical team launched chat rooms and group functions one after another, so that Tencent's users increased rapidly, and it seems that it is about to exceed 100 million users.

And now, Tencent's R&D team has asked whether it is possible to add penguin's game functions.

That's right, it's to allow users to log in to the game with a penguin account.

Of course, their so-called games are just games such as Snake Eater, most of which are derived from mobile phones, and then there are arcade fighting games.

Sitting in front of the computer with his cheeks up, Zhao Fusheng was silent for a long time, and after thinking for a while, he began to type on the computer and reply to the email to Brother Xiaoma.

After playing for half an hour, Zhao Fusheng finally looked at what he had written on the computer, gritted his teeth, and pressed the send button.

He knew very well that with the sending of this email, he was very likely to help Brother Pony establish the Penguin Empire earlier.

It's just that he doesn't know whether the result of this is a good thing or a bad thing for the development of the domestic Internet.

"Why do you care so much, after I die, who cares about the flood!"

Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and thought secretly in his heart.

PS: The doctor said that blurred vision is a normal surgical reaction, I believe it, this chapter is dictated by me, what are the shortcomings, please understand. Seriously, I also want to rest, but I can't help it, to support my family, for a street like me, I don't have anything to eat if I don't code, I really don't dare to stop. I can only grit my teeth and hold on.