Weekend in early April.

Jiangbei secretly got instructions from his father-in-law Li Qiangguo, and took Li Youqing and Liangliang, who had not been home for a long time, to visit the second elder in Wutong Mountain Villa.

"I haven't finished recording the song yet, can't I go home after a while?"

Li Youqing is obviously reluctant to go home at this time, and the reason why he is recording songs is one reason, mainly because he has gone home too often so far this year. I went back five times in less than two months after the New Year, which is really a bit unacceptable.

"The two elders are lonely at home, and we should have time to spend more time with them. "Jiangbei naturally can't tell the real purpose, so he can only forcibly fool in the name of 'accompanying the elderly'.

Li Youqing obviously just complained, and after reading it in pieces, he picked up the lyrics and music scores alone to familiarize himself with them, and praised them with a serious and straightforward attitude.

Liang Liang sat in the back seat and dozed off, his small mouth lying on his arm was pressed up, and occasionally a few traces of crystal sparkle flowed out.

The car fell silent until twenty minutes later, when the car drove into the familiar Wutong Mountain villa area, and the atmosphere became lively again.

"Aunt Uncle!"

Liang Liang, who had slept for a while, was full of energy, and as soon as he got out of the car, he ran home, and the words "Uncle and Aunt" in his mouth were as happy as smearing honey.

However, only Jiangbei knows that the designated gambling king has been very nervous recently, and he has begun to find ways to make money.

Speaking of which, the little motorcycle didn't settle accounts with her last time, why do you think this damn fat sheep belongs to her own family?

"Coming, what about the Longjing tea that Beibei asked you to bring?"

"Here. Dad, this is the fresh pre-rain Longjing that I specially found someone to pick on the tea mountain yesterday, and it was sent to me by air early this morning. ”

"Then I'll have to taste it, bring it quickly. ”

Weng and his son-in-law mingled without disobedience, sat on the sofa and began to make tea.

Liang Liang went to the kitchen to help her mother-in-law Wen Cui'e work, trying to win favor and see if she could get a little pocket money.

Li Youqing saw that there was nothing wrong with her, so she simply went up to the second floor to continue to familiarize herself with the lyrics.

"The acquisition plan failed. Li Qiangguo glanced at Li Youqing, who disappeared into the corridor, and said in a low voice.

"I didn't expect Cultural and Creative Entertainment to be so stubborn, and refused to agree to offer them a five-fold premium for acquisition. Jiangbei made tea as steadily as an old dog, and said with a little regret.

"yes...... It's so stubborn that it's hard to figure it out. Li Qiangguo said meaningfully.

"What else does Dad have next?" Jiangbei asked as if he didn't see anything unusual, making tea and putting the cup in front of his father-in-law.

Li Qiangguo unhurriedly picked up the cup and took a sip, looking intoxicated and savoring the rich taste of Longjing before the rain, and only then did he come back to his senses after a long time, put down the teacup and said: "What other plans can there be, since the acquisition fails, you can only play inferior suppression methods." ”

Means of repression.

It seems that the father-in-law does not know the background of the year, and he really plans to use suppression to make cultural and creative entertainment succumb.

It's naïve to be true.

But it's good that this can hasten the downfall of my father-in-law.

"Would you write a song for an album?"

Jiangbei was stunned when he heard this, and replied, "Dad, what do you mean?"

Li Qiangguo muttered: "I want to prepare with both hands, secretly use the current power of Erjing Film and Television to suppress cultural and creative entertainment, and force other forces in the entertainment industry to remain neutral or stop cooperating with cultural and creative entertainment." Secondly, isn't Youyou recording a new album? I want you to write a song for an album and give it to a female singer under Erjing Film and Television, so as to fight Youyou in the ring and suppress her album sales. ”

Li Qiangguo's method made Jiangbei feel a little familiar, and soon realized that this behavior was exactly the same as Qin Baichuan's behavior of Sanchuan Cinema when he wanted to suppress Erjing Film and Television.

It seems that this is the basic operation of the powerful tycoons.

First warning, then suppression, and blocking.

There's nothing new at all.

The most important thing is that the end of this operation is generally not very good.

It's not good, it's not good, Jiang Bei, who knows his identity as a traitor, still nodded and replied without hesitation: "No problem, but I can't guarantee the quality." ”

There is still a line left behind when speaking, even if it is a traverser.

"As long as it's not inferior to the quality of the album. Li Qiangguo knocked.

Jiang Bei smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Dad, how do I feel that you are doubting me." ”

"Be confident, get rid of the two words of feeling. ”

“……”

The old man never expected that his father-in-law Li Qiangguo would be suspicious of him and go to confirm the existence of the ten songwriters in Youyou's album.

"It's a loss to keep a hand at the beginning, otherwise the matter will be completely exposed. ”

Thinking of this, Jiangbei couldn't help but sigh.

Before, he did have the idea of writing an album in person to raise her hand to fight against his father-in-law Li Qiangguo, but later he was worried that he would be known by the old man, after all, this father-in-law knew many of his trumpets, so he finally gave up this idea.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time giving up would let him get away with it.

"But Uncle's operation is really to hit the muzzle of the gun, maybe the next thing is the second Qin Baichuan. ”

Liang Liang squatted on the ground and plucked a dog's tail and put the grass in his mouth, and there was a smell of the fragrance of spring earth on the grass.

"Erjing Film and Television will also become the second Sanchuan cinema line. Jiangbei added.

"Brother, don't you feel sorry for Erjing Film and Television?" asked Liang Liang curiously.

Jiang Bei shook his head, learned to squat on the ground and pulled out a dog's tail grass and played with it in his hand, and replied: "Have you forgotten our original intention? As long as we can finally complete the goal of getting your sister-in-law out of the entertainment industry, I won't feel distressed even if I catch up with the entire Erjing Group." ”

"And after all, there is Erjing Group behind Erjing Film and Television, and the market value of more than 30 billion yuan is not something that anyone can move if they want to, so the final result is nothing more than to make Erjing Film and Television suffer a heavy blow. When your uncle takes a back seat, we will increase investment to restore Erjing Film and Television. ”

"Yes, when the time comes, I'm hinting that she will explain the misunderstanding to her father, maybe she can still be in the entertainment industry. Liang Liang shook his little head, and the dog's tail grass was flung around.

Carrying the handle in the entertainment industry?

He's not uncommon.

He just wants to go to his wife's bed.

Jiang Bei threw away the dog tail grass in his hand, got up and patted the dust on his body, looked at the noon sun, and said in a deep voice: "So the next action is extremely critical, we must fully cooperate with your uncle to suppress cultural and creative entertainment, and strive to let the big guy behind the New Year's eve take action." ”

"Don't worry, brother, Uncle is bound to return with hatred this time!"

This is a promise from the gambling king of Anseong.

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