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Because he often traveled on business in his previous life, Cui Zhengyuan adapted to jet lag very well. When Zheng Xinghuai and the others were still asleep, he got up.

The summer sky is brighter than ever. It was only five o'clock, and the eastern sky was already full of fish spit white.

The rising sun, the half-curved crescent moon and the twinkling morning star, like a family of three abandoned by the world, lonely watching the deep universe. And when the world began to flourish again, they fulfilled their duties, and were obscured by clear blue skies and white clouds.

Without waking up others, Cui Zhengyuan changed into sportswear and started his morning workout along the street outside his residence.

This is a habit he has always cultivated, as long as there is no physical problem and the weather is not windy, rainy and snowy, he will stick to it.

After a thirty-minute morning run, he returned to his lodgings.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw that Park Jung-jae was already reading the morning newspaper for a long time. It's just the fine sweat on his forehead that shows that he has just done some exercise.

Cui Zhengyuan has long known that this bodyguard is dedicated to his duties and will never let himself be alone. But I don't want to disturb myself, so I always follow quietly. It's just that his skills are too superb, and Cui Zhengyuan has never found out for so many years.

"Brother Zhengzai, early!" The two are too familiar to be polite.

Park Jung-jae put down the newspaper and returned to the room with Choi Jung-won to wash, muttering in his mouth. "The air in the United States is not very good? I feel uncomfortable when I move. ”

Cui Zhengyuan smiled and comforted: "No matter how the urban environment is managed, it can't compare to the self-regulation of nature. When we have time, we will go to New Zealand to show you what a pollution-free environment is like. ”

Park Jung-jae took a towel and wiped the water droplets on his body, "This is what you said, I will always remember it." ”

When Cui Zhengyuan finished breakfast, Zhang Jiadu arrived.

Together with Jung Sung-hye and Park Jung-jae. The four of them set off for Sony's recording studio.

The U.S. branch of A.P was still in its infancy, and everything was rudimentary. In addition, the current financial constraints, so there are no huge projects in the United States such as recording studios and practice rooms for the time being.

Speeding all the way to Sony's Los Angeles office near Beverly Hills.

Mitsuo Ikeshita led several people to the recording studio.

I have to say that although Sony is declining, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Just looking at this building, which is only a branch, you can feel its strong heritage.

In contrast, the building complex of the A.P company always has some nouveau riche atmosphere.

When they walked into the luxurious recording studio, Zheng Xinghuai and the others were completely unsettled.

A.P's recording studios are all newly opened. All products and finishes are up-to-date. Speaking of which, no matter which one it is, it is a brand that can be counted on shijie.

But compared to here, it's not on the same level at all.

Those recording equipment that can no longer be described as luxurious, to be precise, are really coveted by every musician. I don't know if it's suitable or not, but it's definitely the most expensive.

Cui Zhengyuan, who saw all these in his eyes, secretly woke up in his heart - it seems that he has a long way to go.

There were already a lot of people waiting in the studio, and Mitsuo Ikeshita first introduced a tall and burly white man.

This man is the art director of Sony, Robert Brown. Borias. The most outstanding masterpiece of his life is the introduction of Michael. Jackson.

Michael. Jackson's brilliant achievements, in turn, have made Borias rise to the top and become the biggest behind-the-scenes producer in the European and American music industry.

Today he came in person, also because of the request of Sony headquarters. Otherwise, an Oriental. It was not yet in the sight of the arrogant Borias.

So when Borias, who is more than 1.90 meters tall, looked at Cui Zhengyuan condescendingly, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, and even the polite handshake had a perfunctory taste. "Good luck, young Oriental."

Others are intimidated by Michael. Jackson's prestige. may be silent about Borias, but it doesn't mean that Cui Zhengyuan is the same.

He has never been the only one who looks down on others, who dares to treat him like this. Therefore, he put his hand on Borias and quickly retracted it. In the same tone, he replied, "You'll see." ”

Cui Zhengyuan's movement caught Borias off guard, and one hand was still empty, and the only thing he held was air.

This made him very embarrassed, looking at the playful eyes of everyone around him, and his heart burst into flames.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, you dare to be arrogant in front of me, you must look good in the future." Borias thought viciously in his heart.

He was still reasonable and didn't get mad on the spot.

Cui Zhengyuan is a distinguished guest invited by Sony's headquarters, and one of his subordinates will never dare to offend on the surface. Otherwise, according to the style of the Lijian family, he will definitely want him to look good.

The embarrassed Borias and the comfortable Cui Zhengyuan formed a stark contrast, which made the group of people next to him watch it with relish.

But none of these people had any intention of coming forward to persuade peace, and Borias has been bringing out Michael. After Jackson, he became more and more eye-catching above the top, and he couldn't look down on anyone. So within Sony, his popularity is really not very good. If he hadn't really had two brushes in his hands, I'm afraid he would have been overshadowed a long time ago.

Borias, who couldn't find the field, snorted coldly, "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

After snorting, he slammed the door and walked out.

Cui Zhengyuan's eyes kept staring at Borias's back, and it was full of cold breath.

Everyone who paid attention to him couldn't help but shudder.

It seems that this soft and weak Oriental boy is not as harmless as it seems.

There was such a thing, and Mitsuo Ikeshita was also embarrassed. After all, as the host, it is very rude for him to let the guests receive such treatment when they first arrive. And in case Cui Zhengyuan is angry and reacts to the Sony headquarters, he will definitely have to eat and hang.

Therefore, he vigorously explained to Cui Zhengyuan's side, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Cui Chang, Borias's temper is like this." Actually, others are still good. You have a lot of adults, don't worry about him. ”

Out of the crowd came a handsome man, tall and thin, with a hint of arrogance but not arrogance in his eyes.

Walked behind Mitsuo Ikeshita, grabbed him by the collar and threw it aside. He said unceremoniously: "Okay, Japanese, you are really useless." If you have time to do so, discipline your subordinates well. ”

was thrown out like a chicken, and Mitsuo Ikeshita's face instantly turned red with rage. After all, he is also a prince, and no one has dared to do this to him for many years.

But when he saw the man. His face suddenly turned flattering, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Child, you are right, I will definitely talk to Borias." ”

The man ignored him, turned his head, and grabbed Cui Zhengyuan's shoulders familiarly. Stretching out his hand, he introduced himself: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Cui from the East." I'm Disbong. Child, I have to say. Your talent has conquered me, and I hope we have a good time working together. ”

This person is the disbong who is responsible for the production of Choi Jung-won this time. Childe didn't expect to be so enthusiastic, not at all like a big coffee.

The appearance of being completely unreserved made Cui Zhengyuan feel good. A backhand on his shoulder collided with him with a fist. "Hello Child, I've heard your name a long time ago. How about we work together when we have time? ”

For Cui Zhengyuan's initiative, Childe was surprised.

All the time. In his impression, Orientals are reserved and rarely take the initiative to express their emotions. Choi Jung-won is the opposite. He could clearly feel the enthusiasm in his words.

And this enthusiasm is mixed with an indifferent temperament, and he will not lower his position too much. It gives people the illusion that they are not facing a rookie newcomer, but a radiant Uranus.

This intrigued Childe and immediately agreed. "In a word, I'm excited to see what kind of sparks can be sparked between us."

Jung Sung-hye and Park Jung-jae, who were standing in the back, were about to pop out, as if it was not Choi Jung-won who was talking and laughing with a big man like Childe.

They have all dealt with Westerners before and know the difficulties. No matter how polite and polite those Caucasian people are on the surface, they can't hide that arrogance in their bones.

Now it seems that Cui Zhengyuan is so familiar and at ease.

However, this is a good phenomenon, and it is easier to help Cui Zhengyuan integrate into the entertainment industry in Europe and the United States.

After the small talk, Childe began to get into character. "Alright man, we'll talk about the rest later, and then we'll have to get to work. You know, the evil capitalists don't want me to rest for a moment. When you're done, I'm heading to Las Vegas, where there are several shows waiting for me. Damn it! The joys of life are all taken away by those nasty guys. The sand, the sun, the beauty, that's what I want to live with. ”

Looking at the chattering Child, Cui Zhengyuan smiled.

This kind of character is vivid, and when you face him, you can really feel the difference between him and others.

In the entertainment industry, many people seem very weird. Perverse temperament, eccentric behavior, and no different from a madman.

It looks like the scenery is infinite, but the pressure on everyone is very great, popular, not red, half-purple and not red, everyone is for the sake of life.

"Child, stop whining. You know, all the things you are talking about need money. Although the capitalists are hateful, they have at least one advantage, and that is that they will give us money, right? ”

Childe rolled his eyes and shouted, "Hell, Cui, you can actually speak for the capitalists." ”

Mitsuo Ikeshita quipped, "Diel, don't you know? Cui Jun is a capitalist himself, and his brokerage company belongs to him. ”

Childe shrugged helplessly, "Well, I'll admit you're a good guy among the capitalists, that's all." Also, I like it when people call me Diel. That's what you should call me, my friend."

"OK, my friend." Cui Zhengyuan accepted it calmly, "My English name is Lance, which is also my stage name, I think you should call me that." ”

“Lance？ Man, you're very ambitious, but I like it. "Childe is very able to speak, basically without waiting for Cui Zhengyuan to answer, he will finish everything that needs to be said by himself." Okay man, no more nonsense, now we get to work. ”

Cui Zhengyuan smiled on the surface, but he was actually a little tired of this stinky and long polite mode.

It's just that American musicians, especially hip-pop singers, are basically big mouths. He had to be exhausted. "You're an expert, follow your advice."

Childra walked to the sofa inside and sat down, then picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. "First of all, before recording the song, let's look at something good. I'm sure this will be of great help to your recordings. ”

Cui Zhengyuan was inexplicable, and he didn't know what use he was doing this. Looking back, Zheng Xinghuai was also confused.

I've never heard of the need to watch TV before recording. Isn't this a waste of time? (To be continued.) )