This song is purely scolding his mother with his throat, swear words flying around, Wang Xiaoan is here to listen to the song, not to accept the abuse, so he hurriedly changed the song.

After listening to a few other songs, Wang Xiaoan felt that it was just an ordinary product, perhaps because the expectations were too high, and the champion of hip-hop programs turned out to be just like that.

Objective evaluation, the skills are very good, but the skills are just very good, and the melody and arrangement of the songs are purely a big road.

But hip-hop music matters the lyrics.

If the lyrics can bring people a feeling of peace and love like Wang Xiaoan's favorite hip-hop legend Tupak, then Wang Xiaoan will still sign this singer.

However, the lyrics of this hip-hop singer are even more spicy!

All kinds of children's inappropriate, pornographic violence, and even drug-related content!

"I'm sorry, Miss Ma, this singer, it's impossible for our company to sign it." Wang Xiaoan hurriedly returned the phone to Ma Xiaolu.

Ma Xiaolu's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked why.

Wang Xiaoan smiled bitterly and shook his head, why is this necessary?

Not to mention that Wang Xiaoan, as the CEO of a large entertainment company, has a strong sense of social responsibility.

His artists must not only be talented, but more importantly, they must be of good character! Set an example for the society to have three positive views! Bring positive energy to the society!

This hip-hop singer whose stage name is PC9 has a lot of works that are purely cancerous! It may even instigate minors to commit crimes!

If this kind of singer is really signed, it will be a time bomb for the entire company! Maybe one day he will cause some big disaster, and even destroy the entire company and even the industry!

"His work is too negative energy, and I personally don't like it." Wang Xiaoan said quite tactfully.

But Ma Xiaolu didn't know what kind of wind he was pumping, and his emotions suddenly became excited: "You personally don't like it very much, so you refuse to give him the opportunity to sign a contract?" Music is inherently a diverse art! You don't understand! Please be respectful too! Keep him out with a sentence of negative energy! It can only show that you, the boss, have no eyes! I'm telling you! You have to give him a chance to sign! Otherwise, he would have become a superstar in the future! You regret that you don't have a place to cry! ”

Ma Xiaolu's voice was too loud, and the eyes of the other guests around him were focused.

Wang Xiaoan was stunned, I don't know why Ma Xiaolu suddenly lost such a big temper? Still so arrogant that you have to sign PC9?

How old does she think she is?

"Miss Ma, our company signed an artist, originally purely based on our Mr. Wang's personal preferences, he said that if he didn't want to sign, then we would never sign! Please speak politely! Li Ruyun said in a stern tone.

Zhen Yongguang also hurriedly dragged Ma Xiaolu, and then said with a smiling face: "Mr. Wang, I apologize to you on behalf of my wife!" She's always hot-tempered! ”

"What an apology! Originally, this guy didn't know the goods! With this kind of music aesthetics and taste, I don't know how to become the CEO of an entertainment company! Eight achievements are a rich second-generation gentleman! Skystar Media Company is left to him to manage, and sooner or later it will become a bankrupt company from a leading company! Ma Xiaolu scolded unrelentingly, then got up and returned to her own seat, never looking at Wang Xiaoan again.

Zhen Yongguang looked at Ma Xiaolu, and then at Wang Xiaoan, knowing that the words were like this, and they were completely irreparable.

Moreover, the surrounding guests are all looking at this, Zhen Yongguang, who is thin-skinned, is afraid that others will lose face when he sees himself begging for someone in such a low profile and being rejected.

He simply restrained his smile, and the wicked person sued first and asked Wang Xiaoan loudly: "Mr. Wang! My wife has always had this hot temper! Don't you know? Even if you refused her request just now, you should be to put it mildly, as the CEO of a large company, you really have very low emotional intelligence! ”

Wang Xiaoan rolled his eyes angrily, what the fuck is this?

"Your wife has a hot temper, how can I know? It's not like I sleep with her all day! Besides, you have come to me on your own initiative! Why do you still think like I'm going to beg you lowly? Besides, I'm just talking about things! That hip-hop singer's work is indeed a cancer! If any company doesn't sign him for a long time, send him an album! Just wait for the end! Wang Xiaoan said loudly.

Zhen Yongguang sneered, shook his head, and said that Wang Xiaoan was really a stubborn guy, and then went back to his wife and sat down.

Other guests exchanged heads one after another, some said that Wang Xiaoan was wrong, and some said that Ma Xiaolu and his wife were wrong.

"Ru Yun, in the future, our company will prohibit cooperation with all the artists in their two studios, how can there be such a strange person? It really disgusted me. Wang Xiaoan said angrily.

Li Ruyun nodded hurriedly.

After that, it's time for the all-important part of donations.

The dozen or so migrant workers who had worked hard to plant wheat in the venue for a day took the stage to speak as representatives of the victims, begging everyone to donate to the disaster area.

But no matter how sincere they say, it makes people cry, these celebrities who have faced the camera before and vowed to do their best to help the victims are all playing with their mobile phones with their heads bowed and ignoring them at all.

In the end, there are very few celebrities who really donate money, except for Mr. Zhou Zhaowen, who donated a huge sum of five million, which is almost the income of him filming a movie and working for most of the year, most of the other stars pretended to be dead and did not donate a penny.

Of course, there are more shameless than not donating a penny, just like Zhen Yongguang and Ma Xiaolu, the husband and wife donated 10,000 yuan together, and then took a group photo with the representatives of the victims, ready to go back and let the studio send a press release.

Someone whispered: "These two people are too picky, I heard that they have earned more than 100 million yuan just on variety shows this year!" Only donating 10,000 yuan is shameless enough! ”

The CEOs of the company are more generous, after all, they represent the corporate image of their own family, and the donation is basically not less than one million.

When Li Ruyun donated 10 million on behalf of Tianxing Media Company, he immediately attracted an exclamation and applause.

"This is the first donation of 10 million yuan tonight, thank you to Wang Xiaoan and Wang Zong of Tianxing Media Company!" Zhou Mang, who was on the stage, personally bowed and thanked him.

Xiong Tianlei, the president of China Television Brothers Pictures, and Zhou Zhaowen, a veteran artist, both cast admiring glances at Wang Xiaoan.

Ma Xiaolu scolded in a low voice: "What are you showing? Sooner or later, his company's family will be defeated! ”

But her sour words were still drowned in the applause of the other guests.

At this time, a high-pitched and disdainful voice suddenly sounded: "The first donation of 10 million yuan? This is not enough to make everyone so surprised! ”

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, wearing a white dazzling suit and meticulous retro oily comb, it was the mysterious Li Xiangqian!

Then, Li Xiangqian asked the female secretary next to him to come to the stage.

The female secretary stepped on high heels, twisted to Zhou Mang's side, and handed out a check: "Our Li Xiangqian Li of Puhua Investment Group!" Donate 50 million to help the victims! ”

The guests suddenly let out louder exclamations and applause!

That's 50 million! Just donate it!

What is the identity of this Mr. Li?

Zhou Mang also hurriedly bowed to Li Xiangqian ninety degrees to thank him, and his head was about to hit the ground, after all, some of these donations were to be used for "party expenses", and then fell into her pocket.

Surrounded by everyone's praise and flattery, Li Xiangqian lit a cigar with a proud face, turned his head, glanced at Wang Xiaoan, and showed a smile with a deep meaning.

Wang Xiaoan didn't understand the meaning of Li Xiangqian's smile for a while.

After the party, Xiong Tianlei took Li Xiangqian to Wang Xiaoan, and as an intermediary, introduced the two to each other.

"Mr. Wang, Li Shao wants to talk to you about a cooperation, you will definitely be interested." Xiong Tianlei said with a smile.

"I heard that Miss Lu Wanrou is an artist under your company, Mr. Wang, right?" Li Xiangqian took a cigar in his mouth and asked in a stern tone.

Wang Xiaoan nodded and said yes.

"I want to make a movie, led by Mr. Xiong's Huashi Film Company! I invest! The budget starts at least 300 million! Let Miss Lu Wanrou be the protagonist, and then invite a group of big actresses to play a supporting role for Miss Lu Wanrou, and the director also invites an international famous director! In a word! This movie must make Miss Lu Wanrou popular half the sky! Li Xiangqian said aggressively.

Only then did Wang Xiaoan understand the meaning of Li Xiangqian's smile before.

But Wang Xiaoan deliberately pretended to be stupid and smiled: "This Li Shaoke is really angry, throwing so much money to support Miss Lu, are you her acquaintance?" ”

Li Xiangqian pursed his lips, then puffed out a puff of smoke at Wang Xiaoan's face, and said disdainfully: "Idiot, ask this kind of question? Aren't you in a bad head? ”

Xiong Tianlei also looked at Wang Xiaoan in surprise, thinking to himself, as the CEO of an entertainment company, how could this guy not even understand this well-known "unspoken rule" in the industry?