On the crib, Xiao Ye Meng was wearing a pink children's suit, her black and white eyes kept flashing, and she saw Ye Xuan and Meng Xiaotuan smiling on their faces, although they couldn't speak, their babbling tone was particularly cute.

"How can a newborn baby call Mom and Dad."

Ye Xuan complained a little helplessly.

"Our daughter is a genius." Meng Xiaotuan said arrogantly.

"Okay, genius."

Ye Xuan touched Meng Xiaotuan's head dotingly.

Whether Xiao Yemeng is a genius or not, Ye Xuan thinks it doesn't matter, the most important thing is to grow up peacefully.

"By the way, the big villain, I see that the "War of the Gods" on the Internet is quite noisy. What should you do then? Meng Xiaotuan asked curiously.

It's hard to do!

Ye Xuan also had a headache for several days!

Bliss, Wren and Brooke are all some of the world's top piano masters.

The piano music created by the three of them must be extraordinary, but the three of them still want to compare and compare, so no one is convinced!

In other words, this time "War of the Gods" will be discharged, and the referee will be Ye Xuan.

What should Ye Xuan do?

To say that Bliss plays piano music is good, it offends Wren and Brooke, and vice versa. Unless Ye Xuan says what is good and what is not good about this piano piece, and it is recognized by the three of them.

"Let's see the move."

Ye Xuan sighed.

It's not good to find someone to be the referee, but I found myself for the yarn!

"Eat, Xiaotuan, and Ye Xuan."

The kitchen has long been wafting with the smell of rice, and Ye Xuan has long been hungry.

Since his mother-in-law Zhang Chunhua and the queen mother Wang Fang came to Suzhou from their hometown, Ye Xuan found that he had gained three or four pounds!

The craftsmanship of the two old men is simply nothing to say, in the morning, noon and evening, the three meals change their tricks to supplement the nutrition of the cute group in confinement.

However, a strange scene appeared!

Ye Xuan's mother, Wang Fang, was exceptionally good to Meng Xiaotuan, while her mother-in-law Zhang Chunhua was exceptionally good to Ye Xuan.

The scene of a family of five eating was very warm, and Ye Xuan also felt very good.

In the evening, a hot search quietly landed on Weibo.

"Zhou Kuo sold 800,000 albums in five days, did Wanwan Tianwang wear the crown of Huaxia Tianwang? 》

Recently, Weibo, browsers, and today's headlines have almost all been dominated by "Battle of the Gods", and it can also be said that they have all been dominated by Ye Xuan.

At this time, Zhou Kuo's news directly rushed to the top three of the hot search!

"Eight hundred thousand?"

Lying on the bed, Ye Xuan looked at the dazzling 800,000 on his mobile phone with some inexplicable envy.

It seems that Xiao Runing's move is right!

Zhou Kuo's joining QM has indeed brought a lot of benefits!

800,000 albums, 30 yuan for an album, and Zhou Kuo earned QM more than 20 million yuan if the cost is removed!

On the other hand, Feng Lingyu released the album at the same time as Zhou Kuo, Ye Xuan commissioned Fengxing Records to print 500,000 copies of the album, and now it has sold a pitiful 50,000 copies...

No one will dislike their lack of money, and 20 million is also quite exciting for Ye Xuan.

The night was dark, and Ye Xuan, leaning on the pillow, took one last look at his phone.

Thirteen billion!

That's right!

In two years, Ye Xuan has 1.3 billion yuan of liquidity on hand, and those working capitals, such as two buildings worth 100 million yuan of Tenglong Entertainment Company, four Tenglong cinemas, including a supermarket opened by Ye Xuan's father in his hometown, and a number of real assets have not been counted!

The company is getting bigger and bigger, but the core money-making company is still Tenglong Entertainment Company!

"If you sell all of Feng Lingyu's 500,000 albums, you can make more than 15 million."

Through the window, Ye Xuan looked at the bright starry sky and squinted his eyes and thought secretly.

After all, Ye Xuan is a layman, and the more money he has, the better.

......

"A million albums sold for 800,000?"

After this news appeared, even Zhou Kuo couldn't believe it!

Although Zhou Kuo is in his early forties this year, he can't see what he looks like in his forties, he is very well maintained, and he looks like he is in his thirties.

Excitement, ecstasy, excitement!

All kinds of emotions appeared in Zhou Kuo's mind.

Rustle Rustle –

It seems that Xiao Runing is right, Ye Xuan is at the end of his rope. "War of the Gods" is Ye Xuan's last struggle! Looking at the entire entertainment industry, only Ye Xuan can be regarded as my enemy, as long as I can't fight steadily for two years, my limelight and fame can far surpass Ye Xuan. At that time, my signing fee was not only 100 million, but 200 million or even 300 million! ”

Zhou Kuo walked back and forth in the office.

His mind had already matured, and it was impossible for him to be complacent with a little achievement like Lin Junwu, and then began to taunt the enemy wildly.

Zhou Kuo's album sold 800,000 yuan, and the matter is constantly fermenting!

"Zhou Tianwang is awesome, "Love at Dusk" is so good, I bought ten copies in one go!"

"King Zhou Tianwang is not old with the sword, and he has especially liked to listen to the songs sung by King Zhou since he was a child!"

"I solemnly announce the establishment of a group of Zhou Tianwang's inland fans!"

All kinds of touting appeared, and Zhou Kuo was also fluttering in his heart when he saw these comments.

It seems that Ye Xuan is not so terrible?

He has obviously threatened his status in the Chinese entertainment industry, but now Ye Xuan has not made any statement, which further confirms Xiao Runing's conjecture, and after "War of the Gods" passes, Ye Xuan is already at the end of the crossbow!

In late autumn, the weather has gradually become colder.

Ye Xuan glanced at his wardrobe.

Most of the clothes in the wardrobe were bought by Meng Xiaotuan, Ye Xuan didn't know much about dressing and matching, but today Ye Xuan didn't need Meng Xiaotuan to match his clothes.

A purple suit is enough!

This purple dress was specially bought for Ye Xuan by Ye Xuan when he participated in Bliss's piano concert last year.

With a height of one meter eight and a decent hairstyle, Ye Xuan's figure was a little fat before, since he quit smoking, he insisted on running in the morning every morning, and before he knew it, Ye Xuan already had six-pack abs.

"I'm so handsome?"

Ye Xuan looked at himself in front of the mirror and was a little surprised.

Mirror?

Ye Xuan rarely has this habit, if it weren't for the grand "War of the Gods" concert, Ye Xuan would probably go to the event wearing a very simple outfit.

An unknown gold watch, wearing a wedding ring (dragon) on the ring finger of his left hand, Ye Xuan carefully looked at himself in front of the mirror.

"You just found out that you are handsome?"

Meng Xiaotuan glanced at Ye Xuan and nodded non-stop.

Ye Xuan is indeed very handsome, there is no little fresh meat like a mother, nor is there a burly man like fierceness, his temperament is biased towards a scholar, if he wears a pair of glasses, he looks like a scum, but unfortunately Ye Xuan is not short-sighted, and he does not have the habit of wearing glasses.

"Actually, I shouldn't be a singer." Ye Xuan suddenly sighed.

"Little fresh meat, little white face is more suitable for me.".

Ye Xuan showed his white teeth.

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