The opening of China Entertainment Group gave Jay Chou a head-on confrontation

Chapter 649 I'm the Boss
"That's not right. Do you have a grudge against this reporter? Or do you have a grudge against this newspaper?"

Cheng Hao, who was sitting cross-legged on a chair peeling eggs, frowned slightly: "Otherwise, why would they do this?"

She was not familiar with this newspaper. She only knew that it was officially opened around mid-November last year. It was backed by Southern Daily and Guangming Daily, because the newspaper was jointly founded by these two companies.

In a sense, it has a strong official character.

Considering the level of respect Zhou Yi enjoys now, why is this newborn baby jumping out to play the flattery game?
Commercial newspapers and periodicals of a mainly commercial nature are vying to report the amount of Zhouyi's contract because there is no need to worry about anything. The Beijing News, which was only established a few months ago, will not have any performance pressure for at least a few years. Why would it join in the fun?
"Could it be that they want to use your fame to increase their popularity and sales?" Sun Yanzi put down the newspaper and leaned forward on the dining table, his chin resting on the backs of his folded hands. He tilted his head to look at the man who was still picking his teeth, his eyes flashing with curiosity and speculation.

"Don't overthink it. There's no inside story. I guess he just doesn't like me."

The toothpick in his mouth trembled as the man spoke. Zhou Yi's tone was somewhat contemptuous: "After all, my super AOE last year made many people unhappy."

Since we can't touch him openly, we'll just use the name of flattery to belittle him.

This couldn't be easier for these people who work in journalism.

Don’t say it’s impossible. Guangming Daily, the old owner of Beijing News, is an official newspaper founded in 1949. But what is the result?

It turned out that the deputy director of this top official newspaper was a spy who had been defecting for thirty years and was not caught red-handed until the beginning of 22nd year.

As expected, this person was also recruited as a spy after studying and investigating abroad at public expense.

Many people in later generations have ridiculed the propaganda department for being rotten. In fact, one of the reasons is that many of the people who control this field were bribed after studying and investigating abroad when they were young. After returning, they hid themselves very deeply and could easily influence the direction of public opinion with their pens.

Just a few personal opinions can stir up the public opinion, and a few personal opinions mixed in with serious content can stir up the public opinion field, making a group of blindly following mobs rise up and devote their time and energy to completing their KPIs.

After that, they really took the US dollars and received the funds from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Sun Yanzi, who pricked up his ears, blinked: "Then aren't you very dangerous?"

Why did she feel that the public opinion environment seemed to have become even more dangerous after Zhou Yi became bigger?

"That's not the case. There are people in the propaganda department who will protect me. People are not monolithic."

Zhou Yi, who was picking at his nails, blew a breath and chuckled, "This is why I never went to those elite gatherings when I went to the United States. If I want to have fun, I organize a party myself."

When this matter was mentioned, Sun Yanzi's eyelids drooped halfway, and he glanced at him with disdain: "Elevator door, right? You don't mind that the elevator is dirty and broken."

"You can't blame me for that. If you were a man, you wouldn't be able to handle it either. You'd be A-ed up."

Zhou Yi held his head high, with a toothpick spinning in the corner of his mouth, and said confidently: "I am a man, a very normal and brave man."

"Ah, yes, yes."

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"A little bit."

"I don't know anything about you."

"Yo yo yo."

"..."

The fist is hard!

If I had known earlier, I would have paid more attention to my words and actions. Now, I have learned all the sarcastic and high blood pressure-related rhetoric from this woman.

"Who of you will wash the dishes later? I have to go to the company soon."

Cheng Hao, who was watching the two people bickering with a smile, looked up at the clock hanging on the wall of the restaurant, then patted his shirt and trouser legs, stood up and picked up the light brown women's suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and said, "By the way, Zhou Yi, I'll get you a report later. Our business is expanding very quickly, and I think we need to move to a new office space."

"Just buy what you like. I'm keeping an eye on the land."

Zhou Yi didn't care either: "There is a piece of land on the street next to my two shops. I have been eyeing it for a long time. I will just go find someone to buy it. You can even bid. Don't be afraid to spend money. I have plenty of money."

Does he look like someone who is short of money now?

Do you know what a big dog owner is?

For a first-class enterprise to sell a building, the prerequisite is that it must have a building.

His Guiyi has been developing for so many years, and it is time for him to have his own building. When the memory of it in his mind is out of date, he can make a living by collecting rent.

Besides, to put it in a more noble way, this is called real estate investment.

From the perspective of the higher-ups, this is a really good thing.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Dog."

Cheng Hao was amused by his "very generous" attitude. He put on his coat, tied his long hair up and fixed it behind his head. When he walked past the man, he paused, put his hand on his shoulder and leaned over to tease him, "Did we add an extra elevator for you when designing it?"

"Hahahaha!"

Sun Yanzi, who couldn't hold it in any longer, broke down and laughed so hard that he laughed backwards with his big teeth bared.

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes wildly. Cheng Hao, who was smiling, stopped teasing her. When she passed by Sun Yanzi's position, the latter stood up and clapped his hands with her, and gave her a thumbs up - "Nice! Very good!"

Haohao, a nickname for Chenghao.

"What the hell, you're gloating over someone else's misfortune, right? Deduct my salary."

Zhou Yi curled his lips and treated them equally: "Both of your salaries will be deducted."

"Why?"

"I am not talented——"

The man shook off the collar of his floral shirt, stood up, raised his head at a 45-degree angle to the sky, and said proudly, "I am the boss."

"..."

"..."

The two women couldn't suppress the upward curves at the corners of their mouths. When they looked at each other, they could see the smiles in each other's eyes.

"Let's go, both of you remember to wash the dishes."

Cheng Hao walked to the shoe cabinet at the entrance and gave a final instruction. Zhou Yi and Sun Yanzi, who were left in the restaurant, immediately looked at each other as if they had telepathy.

"Go wash it."

"Go wash it."

The voices rang out almost at the same time, causing the two people's eyes to become increasingly tense during the confrontation.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"reject."

"why?"

"I'm the boss!"

Zhou Yi sat there like a big boss, glancing at her: "Have you ever seen a boss working? Be careful or I'll deduct your salary."

"I want to complain to Zhou Jianhui!"

"You can scream as much as you want, but no one will answer you even if you scream your throat out."

"you……"

"I……"

The two people were laughing and bickering until they finished washing the dishes and arrived at the company, and the staff in the Warner building were already used to it.

"He Jiong is already in the recording studio."

When Qian Jiang encountered these two people, he completely ignored Zhou Yi's reasonable request for him to clarify who was the boss. He avoided laughter in a completely businesslike tone and said, "The lyrics and music of "Gardenia Blossoms" have already been given to him."

Ever since He Jiong signed a record contract with Zhou Jianhui, his new album "You Can Love" was put on the table.

Among them, the first hit single "Gardenia Blossoms" in the album was actually the last one to be recorded - it happened that Zhou Yi came back at this time, so as the songwriter, it was natural for him to go and check it.

The Warner building is much emptier after the reorganization. There are three recording studios that were reorganized at great expense for Zhou Yi, out of fear that Zhou Yi would have conflicts with the company's artists in terms of schedule and communication would affect the scheduling.

"In addition to Teacher He, Hu Yanbing and Wang Feng are also recording their new albums. The recording area has been quite busy recently."

Knowing that Zhou Yi had just returned, Sun Yanzi put his hands behind his back, hopped and walked for two steps, then seemed to have thought of something, and turned around to introduce the current situation in the company to him: "To be honest, sometimes I admire President Hui. Xiao Hu and Feng Ge's new albums were also handled by him like you. I don't know how he poached them.

“Oh, no, I almost forgot, Xiao Hu is not the one, Xiao Hu just took charge of the composition and arrangement as well as some of the lyrics.

"The one who really does everything from writing lyrics to composing and singing is Feng Ge."

Sun Yanzi, who considers himself to be worldly-wise, couldn't help but be surprised when talking about this scene.

As a musician, what she envies most is singers with high creative ability.

As a result, the male singers in the reorganized Warner are all more outrageous than each other, as if those who can't create prolific songs are not worthy of joining Warner.

"You should be glad that you are not a man, otherwise you will be compared with others."

Zhou Yi laughed and joked.

2004 can basically be regarded as the year when Hu Yanbing and Wang Feng both started to explode.

The former brought out his classic masterpiece "Red Beauty";
The latter brought out his classic masterpiece "Fly Higher".

(End of this chapter)