"Mr. Min, your press conference in the morning is really exciting, this time we are 100% confident!" The speaker was Vincent, the project manager of the **** investment bank, a veteran with more than ten years of investment experience, who knew very well what Zhong Yuemin wanted.

I don't know if it was a lawyer or an auditor sitting on the side, and I said excitedly: "Mr. Min, I'm a big fan of WALL-E! The Walkman you made is really amazing! I bought 10 of them as a gift for my friends." ”

"Thank you for your support. Zhong Yuemin can't see people, but he can hear the other party's sincerity.

"I heard that Apple plans to go public at the end of the year, and I heard that Morgan Stanley and San Francisco's Hambrickett Quest are helping them with their IPO ······" Vincent listened halfway through his sentence, and took a sip from his glass.

"No, WALL-E's listing has long been on the agenda, and it has nothing to do with any company. Zhong Yuemin secretly scolded the old fritter in his heart, but his face was very sincere: "I have met Steve, this is a very thoughtful person, but it is not a coincidence, we have all taken a fancy to the computer industry." ”

"Yes, Steve is indeed an excellent person, Mr. Min, you are also extraordinary, you are all devoted to the computer industry, it seems that I will pay more attention to the computer industry projects in the future. Vincent stroked his glass, meaningfully.

Zhong Yuemin smiled lightly, "I will leave the matter of the listing of Wali Company to you." ”

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"Yuemin, are you going out for a walk?" Cui Yang helped Zhong Yuemin put on his coat, "The weather in New York is getting cold all of a sudden." ”

"Yes, I remember the first time I met you in New York, it was still summer, and this time I came, it was almost winter!" Zhong Yuemin sighed.

Cui Yang also sighed a little, "Time flies so fast, I still remember that time when you roared with the audience in Times Square, it was so passionate!"

"Let's go. Zhong Yuemin said softly: "Let's go to Times Square to have a look." ”

"Can you sing me another song?" Cui Yang said expectantly.

"You can't sing Beijing anymore. Zhong Yuemin joked: "If you really let those who understand Chinese understand, it is estimated that you will have to coax us back." ”

"Haha, they don't care what we like to sing!" Cui Yang laughed.

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The first thing Frank did when he arrived in New York was to apply to the New York City Hall for the right to operate Times Square at night according to Zhong Yuemin's instructions.

Listening to Frank's description, everyone at the town hall thought he was crazy, and they never thought that anyone would want to take over this troublesome mess.

During the day, New York's Times Square is the center of the world, but at night it's hell on earth, full of gangsters, hooligans, crooks, thieves, prostitutes, and no one wants to come here, let alone run a business.

As a result, Frank was awarded the right to operate Times Square Nights in New York for $10 a year on a ten-year contract with the right of first refusal at the end of the contract.

The first thing Frank did was install hundreds of street and floor lights in New York Times Square, install neon lights on all the buildings around it, erect huge billboards, and illuminate them with huge lights.

The most conspicuous of these are the daylight crystal house of the Wall-E company and the huge Wali Beta billboard on the roof. Following the example of WALL-E, shopping malls and companies in the surrounding area have also erected huge neon tube advertisements on their roofs.

Through communication with the New York Police Department, 16 police patrol points were set up around the square to expel all ill-intentioned people who stayed in the square.

In less than a month, New York's Times Square has changed dramatically. At the same time, the city is safe and fashionable, and New York's young people and tourists are also attracted to it, and when night falls, it is crowded here.

All these changes shocked and excited the citizens of New York, and the local newspapers even called him the "New York Miracle", and all kinds of praise were overflowing, and even the mayor of New York specially awarded Frank the title of honorary citizen, calling him the hero who changed New York.

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When Zhong Yuemin and Cui Yang walked here, New York's Times Square Square was like daylight, and tourists were weaving.

"Wow!" Cui Yang had only heard about the changes in Times Square before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Yuemin, look!

"I've seen it. ”

Cui Yang turned his head to look at Zhong Yuemin excitedly, and suddenly reacted: "Ah, Yuemin, can you see it?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly, "I mean my heart has seen it." ”

“······ Oh······"

"Don't despair, I'm sure one day my eyes will be better. Zhong Yuemin comforted.

"Well, it will!"

"Is there someone singing over there?" Zhong Yuemin asked, pricking up his ears and heading towards a place in the corner of the square.

"Didn't you see it?" Cui Yang looked through the crowd, there were so many people in the square that he couldn't hear or see it.

Zhong Yuemin listened quietly for a while, and affirmed: "Yes, it's over there, it seems that the voice is quite familiar." ”

"Then I'll help you through. Cui Yang said.

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The closer he got to Zhong Yuemin, the more sure he was that the other party was the Vietnamese veteran he met last time, but he didn't expect the other party to be singing here.

Just as Zhong Yuemin wanted to go over to say hello, the music was interrupted, replaced by a particularly noisy sound.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yuemin asked Cui Yang, "What happened?"

"It's the veteran from last time, it seems that someone won't let him sing here. Cui Yang looked at and replied.

"Who is it?"

Cui Yang guessed: "It seems to be a security guard?"

Zhong Yuemin knew in his heart that it was estimated that the security guard in charge of the management of the square was cleaning up the homeless, and the Vietnamese veterans were seriously estimated to belong to this kind of people.

"Help me through. ”

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"Damn, we told you yesterday that you weren't allowed to shop here, so why did you come?" a vicious voice scolded.

"This is New York Times Square for the people of New York, why don't you let me sing here?"

"This is the territory of the management committee! no one is allowed to sing here without permission!"

"What is the management committee?" the Vietnamese veteran was clearly not such an easily subdued person, "I'm singing here, and even Jimmy, the boss on this street, doesn't dare to mess with me, what are you guys!?"

"Bastard!, toast and drink!" probably the security captain, "Come on, beat this bastard!"

"Slow down!" Zhong Yuemin shouted, and then slowly walked between the two groups of people with Cui Yang's support.

"Who are you?" asked the security captain.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I'll kindly remind you not to act rashly, or Frank might fire you. Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.

“······”

The Vietnamese veteran obviously recognized Zhong Yuemin as well, "Beijing, is that you?"

"Hehe, my name is Zhong Yuemin, and Beijing is the name of that song. Zhong Yuemin replied: "It's okay to call me Min." ”

"Are you Chinese?" asked the Vietnamese veteran, frowning.

"That's right. Zhong Yuemin stretched out his hand, "What is your name, what do you call it?"

"Rambo, from Texas. The Vietnamese veteran hesitated, but reached out.

Zhong Yuemin touched the calluses on the other party's hands, "It seems that you are in trouble, maybe I can help you." ”

"How can I help?"

"Wait a minute. Zhong Yuemin turned around and asked, "Is Frank here?"

"Report to the boss, Mr. Frank will be here soon, I have already asked someone to inform him!" The security captain said in a frightened manner, when Zhong Yuemin was talking to Rambo just now, he recognized Zhong Yuemin's identity, this is his boss's boss, and he really can't afford to offend.

"Don't be nervous, it's your job to keep this place safe and orderly, and you're not doing anything wrong. Zhong Yuemin comforted, "I'll tell Frank." ”

The security captain said excitedly: "Thank you boss! I will work harder!"

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"Boss, are you sure you want to do that?"

"Why not?" replied Zhong Yuemin.

"OK, I'll find someone to do it!"

Frank immediately ordered to go down, and the boss's orders had to be completed as soon as possible.

"Frank, you're doing a great job!" Zhong Yuemin praised heartily, "I can't see it, but I hear people's laughter replacing painful moans and curses, and you change all that." ”

"Boss, you're overrated, I did what you wanted. Frank said modestly: "I didn't expect that just by lighting up the lights, there would be such a big change, it's amazing!"

"When we light a lamp in the dark, soon more and more light will gather here, and this is the power of people's yearning for beauty. Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.

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As they spoke, a crowd of workers rushed in a corner of Times Square, quickly setting up the stage with their hands and feet, adding lights and sound.

Just as people gathered around curiously, a large banner suddenly unfurled on the shelf above the stage, "New York Times Square Music Festival", and at the same time a trumpet with a strong sense of rhythm sounded.

If there are other people who have crossed over, they must be able to hear that this is the movie promotional song "Handclap" of "Despicable Me 3".

Zhong Yuemin chose this song because he hoped that the music festival would be an instant hit and make everyone at the scene happy.

Sure enough, as the music sounded, accompanied by trumpets and drums, everyone at the scene shook their heads and shook their heads to the rhythm, and some of them even jumped up with energy.

“Turn it up

Turn up the volume

Somebody save your soul cause you've been sinning in the city I know

I know that you did all kinds of evil in this city until someone spoke of the salvation of your soul

Too many troubles all these lovers got you losin' control

These flirtatious lovers are constantly in trouble and make you lose your mind

You're like a drug to me a luxury my sugar and gold

You are like a drug, an eye-catching luxury, my honey and treasure

I want the good life

I yearn for a better life

Every good night you're a hot one to hold

It's always hard to grasp you at night

Cause you don't even know

Because you didn't know

I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Bang bang

Said I can make your hands clap

I said I'd make you applaud it

Bang bang

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Every night when the stars come out

As night falls, the stars loom

Am I the only living soul around

Am I the only living soul beside you?

Need to believe you could hold me down

I must be confident that you will hold me in your arms

Cause I'm in need of something good right now

Because at the moment I am longing for this beautiful thing to develop

We could be screaming till the sun comes out

We can party until the sun rises

And when we wake we'd be the only sound

When we wake up, we are the only sound in the world

Get off my knees and say a prayer to James Brown

I fell to my knees and prayed to James Brown

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That I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Bang bang

That I can make your hands clap

I said I'd make you applaud it

Bang bang

That I can make your hands clap

I can make you clap with joy

Bang bang

That I can make your hands clap

I said I'd make you applaud it

Bang bang

······”

The entire New York Times Square was lit up by this "Handclap", which burst into the night sky like fireworks.

Zhong Yuemin was already soaked after singing this song, he wiped the sweat off his face and quietly waited for the cheers of the people to subside.

"Welcome to the New York Times Square Music Festival!" Mr. Zhong exclaimed.

There was another cheer below.

"The festival starts every Friday at 8 p.m., and anyone or band can sign up!"

"Roar, roar!"

At this time, some viewers recognized Zhong Yuemin and shouted at him: "Beijing, Beijing!"

"Haha······ Next song, Beijing, Beijing!" Zhong Yuemin turned his head to signal to Rambo who was accompaniing, and Rambo immediately understood what he meant, and walked to his side to help him accompany.

“

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When I walk here on every street

My heart never seemed to be at peace

In addition to the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity

I seem to hear its candlestick heartbeat

I'm here to laugh, I'm here to cry

I'm alive here and I'm dying here

I'm praying here, I'm lost here

I'm looking here to lose here

Beijing, Beijing

······”

The atmosphere of the concert was like a small boat, rising and falling in the stormy seas, constantly pushing to the highest peaks.

After Zhong Yuemin finished singing Beijing Beijing, he got off the stage and gave the microphone to Rambo, and he sang the Beatles' "Hey Jude", which once again caused the audience to sing in chorus.

When Zhong Yuemin got off the stage, Cui Yang, whose face was flushed, was already waiting under the stage, and Frank also helped to support him.

"Boss, a New York TV reporter wants to interview you. ”

"They're really fast. Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.

Frank said, "This is a carnival all over New York! If they don't come, they'll be unemployed tomorrow!"