"Hey, principal, I've solved the problem of building a site, you don't have to worry about it anymore!" Fang Jueyu, who had just returned home, hurriedly told Wang Cong the news.

"So fast, how big, where?"

"The Taklamakan Desert is about fifty square kilometers, and the first phase of our project is more than enough!" Fang Jueyu said.

"What?desert?Are you crazy?Can you build a film and television city in that place?" Wang Cong thought Fang Jueyu was crazy.

"I'm not crazy, don't worry, at most a year and a half, there will definitely be a land that can be built properly, you don't have to work during this time, next year's things will be talked about next year!"

"This ......" Wang Cong still wanted to say something, but considering Fang Jueyu's endless methods, he still kept his mouth shut, maybe it was really a hell?

"Okay, anyway, you are the boss, you have the final say!" Wang Cong said helplessly, "By the way, I haven't seen you recently, I'll come to your house tomorrow to play with you!"

"Come on, I don't know what you want? You're just the chef who cares about me, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey, or did you find out, I want to eat sushi tomorrow, arrange it?" Wang Cong said cheekily.

"Okay, it's rare for you to come here, I have to feed you. Fang Jueyu said with a smile, "That media company is only thanks to you, so I have to treat you anyway!"

"You still have a little conscience! Let's not talk about it, I'm going out to ride a horse!" Wang Cong said.

Fang Jueyu heard a woman's voice from the other end of the phone, and immediately knew that he was going to play again: "Okay, you take it easy, don't come over tomorrow with dark circles and a sluggish face!"

Regarding the publication of the results, the professors of Jiangnan University have been engaged in active preparations, and as for the development of the land, Fang Jueyu directly threw it to Zhuang Ying, and he was done as a shopkeeper.

"How is it, is it better?" Fang Jueyu walked to the bedside, Guo Xinyu was wearing headphones, and the mobile phone was playing the accompaniment of the song that Fang Jueyu gave her, and she was humming in her mouth, although it was very quiet, but it was very good.

Fang Jueyu pulled out her headphones: "Can't you take a good rest today?"

"That's not good, this is the basic homework of our music every day, and we can't leave it behind for a day!" Guo Xinyu said, "I plan to record this song in two days, I think I've almost practiced it!"

"Oh, then our big star is about to start his official debut!" Fang Jueyu quipped.

"How can it be so easy, there are more people in Huaxia who sing well, and there are not many who can really be popular," Guo Xinyu said, "Many times opportunities and luck are very important." ”

"That's for ordinary people, my Jueyu's woman, even if she wants the stars in the sky, I can pick them off for her, what's so difficult about becoming a singer?" Fang Jueyu said.

Publicity, playing lists, these things that can be solved with money are not a problem at all.

"No, I want to rely on my own ability to let everyone recognize my songs, if you spend money to buy me a group of fake fans, what's the use!" Guo Xinyu gave Fang Jueyu a roll of the eyes.

"I have a way! How about we have a singing competition?" Fang Jueyu suddenly thought, isn't there a popular show like The Voice of China now, and he is completely capable of holding one!

"This, it's not necessary, right?" Guo Xinyu was a little afraid that Fang Jueyu would do something shocking again.

"That's it, don't you still have a lot of fans on the bamboo platform? we can start with this part of the fans to promote this song!" Fang Jueyu already had a prototype in his head.

Now that the live broadcast industry is so developed, many activities do not need to be held on variety shows and entertainment programs with great fanfare, and they can also be carried out on the live broadcast platform.

For his relationship with Wang Cong, he can ask him to help organize a singer contest on the platform, Fang Jueyu is confident, with Guo Xinyu's voice conditions, singing skills, and the original song of this song, he will definitely be able to get a good ranking.

At that time, the popularity of this song will inevitably be hit quickly, step by step, Guo Xinyu will be able to walk to the stage of her dreams sooner or later.

It just so happened that Principal Wang was coming to his house tomorrow as a guest, so he took this opportunity to talk about this matter!

"Don't forget, now you are still my signed artist, you can't help but listen to the boss!" Fang Jueyu leaned in with a hippie smile.

"Then are you a Q rule for me now?" Guo Xinyu said unto be outdone.

Fang Jueyu was speechless for a moment, this statement is really so embarrassing......

"Cluck......" A string of silver bells resounded through the room.

The second time he came to Fang Jueyu's house, Wang Cong was already familiar with this road, and after resting all day, Guo Xinyu could barely walk on the ground, but her posture was still a little awkward.

"You...... You ......" Wang Cong was still surprised to see that Guo Xinyu was also here, but after a while, he showed a lewd smile, "Old Fang, it's okay, it's done so quickly, you're very powerful!"

Wang Cong is a veteran, although Guo Xinyu tried hard to let himself walk normally, but Wang Cong still saw some clues, and he arrived at eight o'clock, it is obvious that Guo Xinyu should have spent the night here with him, so it already says everything.

"Drive less!" Fang Jueyu knew that Guo Xinyu was thin-skinned, and quickly interrupted Wang Cong.

"Hey, hey, long time no see, Xinyu!" At this time, Wang Cong became a little more serious.

"Headmaster, long time no see. Guo Xinyu immediately did what the hostess should do, "You two talk first, I'll go get you something to drink, what do you want to drink?"

"Make me a fat house happy water!" Fang Jueyu still likes to drink milk tea, so he always has various brands of milk tea powder of various flavors at home.

"Where's the headmaster?"

"Is there an '82-year-old Sprite?" Wang joked.

Guo Xinyu just wanted to complain, but Fang Jueyu laughed out loud.

"Don't say it, this thing really exists!" The last time Fang Jueyu was sorting out the things in this villa, he actually found a box in the study.

He thought that the box was hiding some antique calligraphy and paintings, but when he opened it, it was actually a large box of drinks!

Sprite, Coke, Fanta, production dates from 1965 to 1995, he even wondered if his ancestors had traveled from the future and actually made this stalk.

"Hahaha, just kidding, I'll drink a mango juice!" Wang Cong never doubted that Fang Jueyu would be able to get the 82-year-old Sprite, there was nothing this kid couldn't do.

"By the way, Lao Wang, discuss something with you!" Fang Jueyu began to talk about serious things, "Xinyu has always wanted to be a singer, I want to help her, how about holding an anchor singing competition on your platform?"

"You're not mistaken, brother, with your financial resources, even a pig can become popular!"

Xinyu hopes to rely on her own strength, not on me to spend money for her. Fang Jueyu said, "So I plan to start with netizens and let more people hear her sing." ”

"That's not bad, I think the streamers will be enthusiastic about participating. Wang Cong thought about it for a while, this is a good idea, and it can also bring a lot of popularity to his platform.

"I'll make all the sponsorships, you just need people to plan this competition, everything is transparent and open, how about it?"

"As soon as it's a trivial matter, I'll do it for you within half a month!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank you, but last time we agreed ......" Wang Cong has not fulfilled the bet of women's clothing singing conquest so far.

"These are two different things!"

"Brother!"

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