Keeping his eyes on Masaki until he was out of sight, Li Shunan sat down stupidly, her eyes spinning around the burgundy-haired sales lady who came in with Masaki. I wanted to ask her what Zhengji was doing, and I knew that people wouldn't tell her. Especially when a colleague is still around, the colleague knows that his fiancé is a person with a thousand spirits, and she may guess what she can do if she asks in one sentence.

Li Shunan was lucky.

At this time, there are very few people who come to the sales office to see the property, and the redhead and another black-headed sales lady sit on the side and drink water.

The black head asked the red head: "I left just now, and it's decided today?"

Redhead: "yes, it's decided. ”

When Li Shunan heard this, her heart skipped twice.

Blackhead: "How many times?"

Brown: "Just this once." ”

The black head said with a look of envy and jealousy: "Why can't I meet such a customer? Hey, do you ask how many people live in his family?"

Red Head: "I think I bought it for my girlfriend." ”

Blackhead: "Which type of house did he order?"

Brownhead: "X3." ”

Blackhead: "Visionary ......"

The colleague was still bargaining with the sales lady, Li Shunan pretended to be bored, stood up and walked around the sales office, and then found a stack of floor plans, and turned out X3 from it, and she fell in love with the layout of the house at once.

When leaving the sales office, Li Shunan put the floor plan in his hand into his satchel.

Although Li Shunan never said that she also wanted to buy a house, the sales lady saw that she had good looks and temperament, and she was the age of the marriage line, so she judged that she was a potential customer, so she didn't ask much.

Walking out of the door, a colleague asked Li Shunan: "Do you also look good about the house here?"

Li Shunan said: "Look at it, I can't afford it." Take one back and give it to Liu Zhijun, and let him encourage himself according to this standard. ”

Leaving the sales office, Zhengji and Liu Lu returned to the manor, he called Liu Fang and asked her to help find someone to decorate Liu Lu's new home.

Liu Fang naturally agreed, and found someone in half a day, and asked Zhengji to take the key to design.

After dealing with this matter, Masaki came to Xingyu Entertainment again.

After the completion of the reorganization, Xingyu Entertainment has become stronger, Zhengji has not been here for a while, and this time he came, and found that there were many new faces, all of whom were potential newcomers discovered by the company's scouts.

Of course, he didn't come to hang out, and there were two things to deal with.

First, he heard Hu Yu say that the Taiwanese singer he once mentioned, Hu Fang obviously took it to heart, went to Taiwan in person, signed Zhou Jielun, and is now training and preparing in Xingyu, Zhengji came this time to meet him.

The second is about Michael's performance in China, after Michael signed a contract with Xingyu, he lived a very nourishing life, the agency and the mafia no longer forced him to perform hard, he finally experienced the freedom and happiness that he had not felt for a long time, and after a period of rest, he mentioned on the phone with Zhengji that he wanted to come to China to hold a concert.

Of course, Zhengji raised his hands to welcome, and by the way, Zhengji also arranged for Michael and himself to perform together at the Spring Festival Gala.

Michael agreed.

Zhengji came to Hu Fang's office, Hu Yu was also there, the two sisters have been very busy recently, obviously because of Michael, Xingyu Entertainment's fame has instantly become bigger, not only domestic newcomers are surging, but even foreign artists have contacted them recently.

"Isn't this the political boss? Why do you have time to come to our "cold palace" today?" Hu Fang asked with a smile when he saw Zhengji, and Hu Yu on the side looked at Zhengji with affection.

Zhengji smiled bitterly, Hu Fang, who hadn't seen him for a while, was still so sharp and unforgiving.

"Come and see you, Michael will be here the day after tomorrow, and we can also contact to organize the concert", Masaki said after changing the topic.

"Great! I'll arrange it right away, it must be at the best venue in Yanjing!" As soon as he heard the news, Hu Fang, who was a workaholic, couldn't help it, and almost jumped up with joy.

"By the way, I found the newcomer you mentioned, a very good newcomer, don't you want to take a look?" After being excited, Hu Fang said to Zhengji.

Masaki thought for a moment and nodded.

The group of three came to the recording studio, where Zhou Jielun was practicing recording songs.

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky, looking at the stars, one two, three three, four connected into a .......line", the familiar singing voice, came out of the recording studio, Zhengji stopped, stopped the staff from calling Zhou Jielun, and stood quietly at the door listening.

This familiar rhythm, familiar voice, in a trance, he seems to have returned to his previous life, at the same age, the afternoon when he heard this song for the first time, the warm sunlight sprinkled on him in the classroom, too many memories, too many pasts, the singing voice is like a videotape, with the political discipline back to the past.

Hu Yu and Hu Fang looked at Zhengji at this moment in surprise, the light in his eyes seemed to be flooded with water waves, he looked like this, it was rare.

"Nice, isn't it?" After a long time, in the midst of the song, Masaki turned around and looked at the two of them and said.

Hu Fang nodded, "It's pretty good, this singer's style is very unique, which is very different from the current mainstream singing style, but it also has a unique charm." ”

"Well, take advantage of this newcomer and lean more resources towards him, I believe that the rewards will be more", Masaki nodded, turned around and walked towards the outside of the recording studio.

"You don't see him anymore?" Hu Yu caught up with Zhengji.

"No", Masaki shook his head, sometimes, not seeing, maybe the best choice, leaving the purest memories in my heart, is also a beautiful thing.

After Masaki left, Zhou Jielun walked out after recording the song.

"Sing very well, the company is very optimistic about you, work hard to record your first album before the Spring Festival, and the company will support you with the greatest strength", Hu Fang patted Zhou Jielun's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Sister Hu," Zhou Jielun said in Mandarin with a slight Taiwanese flavor, at this moment, he is still a young man, it is hard to imagine that he can become a superstar who can influence a generation.

After Hu Fang left, the recording master on the side said to Zhou Jielun with a smile: "Xiao Zhou, it's very good, the head of our company also came to see you just now."

"Boss, Sister Hu?" Zhou Jielun was slightly puzzled.

"That was before, and now it's Mr. Zheng! Listening to what they just said, he is very optimistic about you," the recording engineer said enviously, and if he can be favored by Zhengji, the future must be bright.

"Mr. Masaki!?" Zhou Jielun listened, his expression was stunned, and then a happy expression appeared on his face, and then a trace of apprehension, Masaki is one of his favorite singers, and he has every album he has!

"What's wrong?"

"Is it that I didn't perform well just now, so Mr. Zheng is not satisfied?" Zhou Jielun said in a low voice, thinking delicately in his heart, why didn't he talk to him since he came.

"How can it be? Even looking for you to come to Xingyu is what Mr. Zheng meant, maybe he is in a hurry", the recording engineer smiled and comforted.

Zhou Jielun nodded, his hand tightened hard, he would not let Zhengji down! During that time in Taiwan, no one cared about him, a fledgling newcomer, and no one cared about him, when he was confused and helpless, Sister Hu appeared, signed a contract with him on behalf of Xingyu Entertainment, and gave him the signing money that he hoped to give away in the snow.

Two days later, a special plane departed from the United States and landed at Yanjing Airport.

In the waiting hall outside the airport, there was a crowd of people standing in a crowd, holding a poster of Michael Jackson in their hands, waiting excitedly.

Suddenly, there was a cheer, and Michael, who was wearing sunglasses, walked out of the VIP passage with a smile and waved at the people, surrounded by bodyguards.

In an instant, the crowd was boiling, and all the fans cheered and hugged forward, eager to touch Michael, and some even began to cry, in their memory, this was Michael's first time in China!

This visit to China made countless fans who like him cry with joy.

Countless media, large and small, tried their best to squeeze in the front to record this precious moment, in the hearts of countless people, Michael is the god of music, the god of dance, countless people imitate his dance and style.

Michael didn't seem to expect that there would be so many enthusiastic fans in this beautiful country thousands of miles away, and some of them were a little distracted.

Security guards and police surrounded the wall, and the bodyguards surrounded Michael out of the waiting room and into the Rolls-Royce.

In the car, Michael looked at the person sitting next to him, his eyes lit up, and he showed a smile and said, "Meet again, Zheng."

"yes, long time no see, look at you very good", it was Masaki who came to greet him, looking at Michael with a smile.

The two hugged gently.

"Thank you," Michael said, with a complicated look on his face, at first he didn't expect Masaki to really be able to do it, but this period of life has taught him that he has really jumped out of the shackles and is no longer bound by anyone, and he finds it hard to believe that Masaki can do this.

"Don't be too polite," Masaki said.

The car starts in the reluctance of the fans and drives towards the manor of the Masakari family, who is ready to let him live there temporarily.

"Great place," Michael said to Masaki as he walked into the manor, looking around at the furnishings.

Suddenly, Michael Jackson screamed and subconsciously hid behind Masaki.

It turned out that it was the white lion tiger who rushed over.

The white lion, the size of a calf, ran with such momentum that Michael had no doubt that it would be able to knock itself down with just one pounce.

"Slow down, White Lion!" Masaki snorted.

Under the order of Zhengji, the white lion really slowed down and walked over slowly.

"What is this? Do you have a lion?" Michael's voice came from behind him, and he was a little less worried when he saw this scene.

"It's not a lion, it's a dog endemic to the Tibetan Plateau, and its name is the Tibetan mastiff," explains Masaki.

"Tibetan mastiff, a very pure creature", Michael saw the white lion and thought that all Tibetan mastiffs were like this.

Masaki didn't explain much.

In this way, Michael temporarily stayed here in Masaki.