Wang Yidong came to Fengjian Entertainment first.

"Mr. Wang. ”

After not seeing Wang Yidong for more than ten days, Song Huiru felt as if a few months had passed, and when she saw him appear, a trace of waves arose in her ancient heart.

Since the broadcast of "Sister Run" in which the Qixi male voice participated, the Qixi male voice has become the most popular male guest in variety shows, and the producers and even directors of major radio stations are about to blow up her mobile phone, and some local tyrant TV stations even offer a sky-high price of 30 or 40 million to record an episode! Major TV stations are also vying to cooperate with Fengjian Entertainment, trying to have a good relationship with Fengjian Entertainment, so that it is convenient to invite Qixi male voice.

Song Huiru has been the president for so long, and it is the first time that she has such a brilliant sense of achievement, all of which is brought by the young man in front of her.

She really wanted to talk to him about her thoughts, but unfortunately, he didn't want to be on TV, so she could only keep those thoughts in her heart.

"Mr. Song, hello!"

Seeing that Song Huiru seemed to have something to say to him, but she wanted to say something and stopped, how could Wang Yidong not guess that she hoped that he would be on a variety show again.

Until the start of recording new songs, Song Huiru did not mention variety shows, which made Wang Yidong feel Song Huiru's respect for him.

"Mr. Song, I plan to go on another variety show during this time. Before the official recording, Wang Yidong said with a smile.

Hearing that Song Huiru's beautiful eyes lit up, this was really a big surprise!

"Mr. Wang, thank you!" Song Huiru looked at Wang Yidong gratefully.

"Mr. Song is too polite, I have been short of money to spend recently, and the money to buy underwear is gone, so I just happened to go on the show to make some money. Wang Yidong grinned.

Song Huiru sneered, her cold face was like an iceberg melting, beautiful and moving. This was a very ordinary joke, but when it came out of Wang Yidong's mouth, she thought it was funny.

Next, the song will be officially recorded.

The two new songs are titled "The Language of Autumn" and "Fire Rose".

"The Language of Autumn" was written for Yu Fangqiu, and "Fire Rose" was written for Song Huiqian.

"Mr. Wang, you are really a genius! These two songs must be as hot as "Summer Fish"!"

After the recording, Song Hye-ru was once again deeply conquered by the talent of this young man, and sometimes she was glad that she was the first to hear his song.

Although this only man who has ever made her heart throb may never have a deeper intersection with her, she feels that being the first person to hear his songs may be a little compensation from God.

......

Wang Yidong followed Song Huiru back to the president's office, and saw Zhou Tao entertaining a middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Mr. Song, your shelves are getting bigger and bigger!"

Seeing Song Huiru come back, the middle-aged man with a big belly said in a weird manner: "Even if it is the CEO of a veteran entertainment company in China, they are the only ones waiting for my share, but you made me wait for more than half an hour." ”

"I'm sorry Director Meng, I was recording a song just now. ”

This pot-bellied middle-aged man is the deputy director of a big TV station, and although Song Huiru disgusted the way the other party spoke, she also had to apologize.

"Recording songs, are you a president going to record songs?" Director Meng sneered, "Mr. Song, directly said that you have a Qixi male voice to expand yourself, and you don't take me as the director in your eyes, why do you have to say this kind of excuse for not having an IQ?"

The pot-bellied director spoke very arrogantly, and after sneering, he continued: "Mr. Song, you have sat on the cold bench for me for so long, if you don't let the Qixi male voice appear on our show, it will be a slap in my face." ”

Song Huiru frowned slightly, "Director Meng, although the Qixi male voice has signed a contract with our company, he is essentially an independent artist, and he can't be on your show, it depends on his wishes." ”

"Hmph, don't fool me with the trick of other TV stations!" Director Meng had a cold face, "Mr. Song, today you deliberately let me sit on the cold bench, either let the Qixi male voice come to our stage, or apologize and invite me to dinner, otherwise——"

The pot-bellied director elongated his tone meaningfully, and secretly scanned Song Huiru's bumpy and graceful figure.

Wang Yidong, who was standing behind Song Huiru, couldn't stand it, this guy with a belly bigger than a pregnant woman and a face more oily than lard, actually wanted to fight the idea of Song Huiru, the president of Leng Yan?

"Otherwise, what about it?" Wang Yidong stood up and asked expressionlessly.

Chief Mengtai's domineering gaze shot at Wang Yidong, "What are you, you are not qualified to speak here!"

"Awesome, such a powerful director!" Wang Yi laughed angrily, the deputy director of a provincial TV station, who is also a deputy department-level official, actually looks like a soil emperor here.

"Mr. Song, what do you mean by this, send a stinky kid to taunt me?" Director Meng Tai's cold face became gloomy, "Unless you apologize to me very sincerely, our station will unite with other brother stations to ban all the artists in your company!"

Song Huiru was angry, this head Meng Tai is so shameless!

Director Meng's TV station has a lot of influence, and if Fengjian Entertainment is blocked by them, the company's development will suffer a heavy blow!

Song Huiru was very annoyed, but he could only suppress his anger, and at this time, he saw Wang Yidong walking towards Director Meng step by step.

"Of course we have the sincerity to apologize. Wang Yidong walked up to the head of Mengtai, showed a harmless smile, and then slapped Mengtai's face.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, and the pig's head face of Director Meng quickly swollen, and a clear red slap mark appeared.

For a while, Meng Taichang was stunned, and Zhou Tao's eyes widened.

Although Song Huiru was a little surprised, this slap made her very relieved.

"Director Meng, how is it, our apology is sincere, right?" Wang Yi said with a smile as he turned his wrist.

Only then did Chief Meng come back to his senses from his bewilderment, and pointed at Wang Yidong's nose like thunder, "Nima, you actually dare to hit me?"

"Smack!"

Before Chief Meng Tai finished scolding, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and he was slapped in the face again, and this slap was like a diamond iron palm, which made his head thunder and his ears ring, and his teeth almost flew out.

"I'll push your lungs!

"Smack!"

Director Meng has been in charge of the entertainment department of the TV station for many years, has dealt with countless artists, and has long developed the habit of commanding, but now he is slapped in the face, and he is simply angry.

But as soon as he wanted to explode, he was slapped back with a swift slap!

The pain on his face was like a fire, and the head of Montei was afraid, Nima, this young man was a hooligan, and he didn't care about his identity when he started fighting.

"Chief Meng, are you satisfied?" asked Wang Yidong with a smile again.

"Full, satisfied. "A dignified director, who has been beautiful for many years, and now he has been slapped in the face, but he can only say that he is satisfied, and Director Meng is about to cry.

"Then you can get out. Wang Yidong put away his smile, his eyes were as cold as a murderous god.

Director Meng shivered involuntarily, and immediately ran out with a big belly, for fear of being beaten again if it was too late.

Running to the gate of Fengjian Entertainment in one breath, looking back at the building of Fengjian Entertainment, Director Meng gritted his teeth: "Song Huiru, unless you sleep with me, your Fengjian Entertainment is finished!"