Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Future Singer

The next morning.

Located in the bustling city center, Jinming Tea House.

It is also the most famous restaurant in this area, and it is quite lively from morning tea and dim sum to lunch and night market.

Private rooms are fully booked almost every day, sometimes up to two days in advance.

A red Porsche Paramela was parked on the edge of the corner, and this million-dollar car in the center of the city was not too conspicuous.

Li Mowen and Cao Zhibin walked out of the main and co-pilot.

"That's it. ”

After talking to Liu Zipeng last night, he decided to make an appointment to come out to meet.

After all, this kind of thing is more felt than saying it in person, and I always feel a little unsafe on the phone.

Walk into the Jinming Tea House.

The waiter stepped forward and asked politely with a smile, "Do you have a reservation for the two of you?"

"Mr. Liu booked the room, and the mobile phone tail number is 4419!"

The waiter led the two to the service desk to check the reservation information in the computer, and the front desk girl said with a smile: "Your room has been opened, Furong room." ”

Li Mowen and Cao Zhibin glanced at each other in surprise.

Finally, under the guidance of the waiter, the two came to the second floor, and they saw a very lively hall with only a few empty tables.

"Two of you!"

When they came to the door of Fleur's room, they pushed it open and walked in.

Sure enough, Liu Zipeng was already sitting inside, and the other party also turned his head in surprise.

Li Mo glanced at the time of his mobile phone, and suddenly smiled: "We are already fifteen minutes early." ”

After all, it was half past eight in the morning, and I think it was only eight and fifteen.

Liu Zipeng laughed happily: "I have a habit, under normal circumstances, I always come ten minutes early, but today is Master Li, so I deliberately came half an hour earlier." ”

The two also joked with each other and sat down.

Li Mowen introduced at this time: "Come, this is the person I said to send you, the future rookie in the music world, Cao Zhibin!"

This is Mr. Liu of Liu's Media and Culture Company. ”

Cao Zhibin can be regarded as having been in the capital for a few years, but he also stood up very actively, shook hands with the other party, and shouted with a smile: "Mr. Liu is good." ”

Liu Zipeng also waved his hand and smiled: "Hey, don't call it like that, it's rusty, just call Brother Liu." ”

"The master boasted to me that there will be a place for you in the future music world, I am optimistic about you!"

Li Mowen also glanced at it with a smile, but did not refute.

Of course, the words of this businessman at the dinner table sounded good, but since the other party gave this face, it should not be perfunctory.

After all, he is not a demander, and he said so on the phone at the time, giving the other party a buildable material.

If you can really become popular, the other party has to thank yourself in retrospect.

"I haven't ordered food yet, let's see what I eat early!" Liu Zipeng smiled very naturally,

……

At this moment, it is also on the second floor of the Jinming Tea House.

Lu Haifeng was having morning tea with his agent, and he asked very politely: "Sister Chen, last time you asked me about that, now I have an answer." ”

The one who was called Sister Chen was a woman in her thirties with exquisite makeup and hair that looked more capable and energetic, and she was also the agent designated by the company for Lu Haifeng.

Except for the big stars, who can be designated by themselves, most of them are directly arranged by the company.

It is mainly responsible for arranging notices for artists, negotiating business, and handling various matters.

For example, a pure newcomer like Lu Haifeng, who can be said to have not even released his first album, is naturally very polite to his agent, and even vaguely has a feeling that his future is in the hands of the other party.

Although he came out of the show competition, his ranking is not high after all.

It can be said that if it weren't for the relationship between his family and spending money to find someone, the artist company would not have asked him to sign a contract.

Sister Chen also smiled and said, "That's what you said about the news, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Lu Haifeng smiled and squinted his eyes and said: "It's all negotiated, on the second day of my debut single launch, as long as the top three on the new song list stand firm, they will immediately push me a wave." ”

Sister Chen also nodded and smiled: "Look at you're in a hurry, if the new song has a result, the company will also arrange it for you." ”

"Win at the starting line!" Lu Haifeng also said beautifully.

The waiter also happened to bring them the seafood porridge and dessert snacks they ordered.

"Come on, come on, Sister Chen try this crab and shrimp porridge, I must order it every time I come, it's very sweet. ”

Sister Chen is not polite, it is actually normal for newcomers like the other party to please them at first, as for her attitude, it depends on the other party's fame and strength.

If there are signs of popularity, it can benefit them in turn.

It's all a mutually beneficial relationship anyway.

She hesitated a little and said, "But there is a question, whether you want to change this fortune teller to a music teacher." ”

"It's the music teacher who said that you don't have this talent, so the family won't let you learn and sing. ”

"And then you stick to your ideals,"

Lu Haifeng laughed in response: "No, I have to explain to you why I chose this fortune teller." ”

"First of all, it is true that he calculated a hexagram for me, and said that I don't have this talent, and we don't make up this thing, right? ”

"Secondly, this fortune teller happens to be the master behind the lottery winner a few days ago. ”

"Isn't there still any residual heat now, just a wave of hype!"

Sister Chen nodded in understanding.

Lu Haifeng laughed as he spoke, and now he is waiting for his new song to hit the charts, and he will slap the fortune teller in the face fiercely.

As soon as he remembered the other party's attitude and tone, he gritted his teeth.

At that time, if it wasn't for his friend pulling him, he really wanted to beat that guy.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

He inadvertently raised his head and happened to see Li Mowen coming out of the private room.

Lu Haifeng's eyes suddenly lit up and greeted his agent: "Hey, hey, it's the one over there, the one who came out of the door of the hibiscus room, and it's the fortune teller I told you." ”

"It was he who did the math and said that I had no musical talent. ”

The corners of his mouth rose with a hint of a playful smile and said, "It's also a coincidence, this can all happen." ”

At this moment, Li Mowen was at the door of the private room, communicating with the waiter outside to change a pot of tea, because they took a sip and found that the taste was a little wrong.

The staff pushing the cart was picking out a few bags of tea leaves from the dining car and asked, "Green tea, Pu'er, Longjing?"

Liu Zipeng also stood up simply, walked out and said, "Just Pu'er, Pu'er here is okay." ”

Suddenly, a voice was heard in the distance.

"Mr. Liu!"

Liu Zipeng responded to the prestige, and immediately saw Lu Haifeng and Sister Chen in the distance.

Li Mowen also looked over curiously.

When he saw that familiar face, he suddenly had an extremely subtle feeling.

Liu Zipeng patted him on the shoulder and explained: "An agent in my company seems to be eating with a newly signed artist. ”

Li Mowen squinted his eyes and asked funny, "Are there any new artists signed by your company?"

"Yes, the master knows?" Liu Zipeng immediately asked with a smile when he heard this.

"I have had a relationship, I can't talk about acquaintance!" Li Mo looked at Lu Haifeng in the distance, and then showed a playful smile.

Liu Zipeng nodded to Sister Chen from a distance, and then turned around with Master Li and returned to the private room.

Lu Haifeng's mouth opened slightly, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, swallowed a mouthful of water, and his voice trembled: "Liu, Mr. Liu, is it Mr. Liu from our Liu's Media Culture Co., Ltd.?"

His face suddenly turned a little blue, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.