You are a star, why do you have all the skills from the underworld?

"Have it!"

"Isn't the main station preparing for "The Voice of China"? If Yao Meng is allowed to appear on this stage as an original singer, there is a high probability that it will be popular. At present, this program is still in preparation for the first season, and it is not available for the time being. With so many shady stories, it’s definitely a good time to debut.”

Xu Yi was sitting in his study, thinking hard, and finally became enlightened.

Of course he knows that many variety shows have scripts.

Even the final ranking, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can get the position you want.

However, it seems that this trend has not yet become popular among the music genres in this world. Xu Yi can't guarantee whether there will be more secret operations in the future, but at least for now, "The Voice of China" can definitely be a success!

Thinking of this, he walked out of the study directly.

I happened to meet Fat Orange leading Yao Meng to get familiar with the environment, so he said, "Sister Ju, have you arranged work for Yao Meng?"

Fat Orange was stunned:

"I... No, boss. It's just Yao Meng's first day at work, can't she get familiar with her first? Besides, where can I arrange work for her? You have to give me resources to contact her first!"

Xu Yi: "Didn't I give it to you?"

Fat Orange was even more confused: "What did you give me?"

"That music variety show on the main station." Xu Yi said calmly, "You are the one doing the show, right?"

After saying this, Fat Orange immediately woke up.

She immediately asked curiously:
"Boss, what do you mean, let Xiaomeng participate in "The Voice of China" and then use this program to make her debut? If the show is popular, then there is a high probability that Xiaomeng will also be popular?"

"As expected of me, Xu Yi's manager, Sister Ju's understanding ability is extraordinary."

Xu Yi praised.

Fat Orange chuckled, and then poured cold water on her: "But, the competition in this show should be fierce, right? Are you sure Xiaomeng can stand out from it?"

"If I write a song for her myself, will it still come out?"

Xu Yi was confident.

Upon seeing this, Fat Orange glanced at Yao Meng with envy, and then said:
"Okay, I'm speechless."

The two of them were chattering away, and Yao Meng didn't understand what was going on the whole time. All I know is that I have to arrange work for myself, and then the boss and the boss's agent start talking to each other, but I can't understand a word.

After Xu Yi went out, Yao Meng dared to ask Fat Orange:
"Sister Ju, what did you just say to your boss?"

"What are you talking about...that I envy you!" Fat Orange is really envious.

This person's life, sometimes it's hard to tell.

One second, Yao Meng was still a little girl holding a guitar and singing on the street; the next second, her life was about to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Yao Meng said in a daze: "Envy...envy me?"

"Yeah~"

"Xiaomeng, do you know that the main station is about to launch a new music variety show?"

Yao Meng shook his head.

At present, very few people in the world know this kind of top-secret information, let alone Yao Meng.

Just listen to Fat Orange continue to say:

"The main station is about to launch a music variety show called "The Voice of China." Let me tell you this, this show is bound to be a hit, and it will be a big hit. It will crush the local TV variety shows."

"The boss wants you to make your debut on this show."

Yao Meng's heart skipped a beat.

She has watched a few music variety shows, but she is very curious, why is Fat Orange so sure that this music variety show hosted by the main station will be popular?

"Sister Ju, this show hasn't aired yet, how do you know it will be popular?"

"Because the producer of this show is our boss."

"Ah?!" Yao Meng was startled, and his face turned pale.

This is the main station!
Xu Yi is just a singer. How can he go to the main station to produce programs?

Fat Orange knew that saying this would have this effect, so he said even more calmly: "Don't be too surprised. The boss is very good at making programs. Have you seen the previous "If National Treasure Could Talk"? It’s also the boss’s handiwork.”

"Xu... Boss, isn't he a music composer?"

"Let me tell you this, Xiaomeng." Fat Orange said this with a sense of pride and helplessness: "Among all the boss's jobs, music only takes up less than one-tenth of his time, so he is just idle. I only write songs when I’m bored.”

Yao Meng was shocked to death.

She felt that she had not been as surprised as she had been in one day in her entire life.

It turns out that the boss of the company he just joined is so powerful?

You only write songs when you're bored, and then you kill them?

What kind of fairy is this?
right! Sister Ju just said that the boss wants me to participate in the music variety show on the main station!
This is definitely an opportunity.

"Sister Ju, is it okay if I participate in the "The Voice of China" you mentioned?"

"unbearable."

Fat Orange told the truth, "The contestants in this music program will be auditioned across the country. If you don't have some personal characteristics, such as a very special timbre, or an ability to hit high notes, it will be very difficult to be selected in a blind hearing."

"But your life is good!"

Yao Meng: "???"

Sister Ju, can you please finish what you said in one go?

This is going to kill people!

"Originally, based on your own conditions, even if you can pass the audition, you will probably be in the first round. But the boss said that he wants you to participate in this music competition as the original singer."

"Original singer?"

Yao Meng's heart dropped when he heard this.

I cannot say that my creative ability is good, I can only say that it is very average. If you were in a bar or something, you might still be able to hum. But if you go on the main stage and sing your own original song, then...wait a minute, Sister Ju seems to be talking about the original singer?
"Yes, you heard that right."

"You don't think you are asked to write your own songs and sing them on stage, do you?"

"Isn't that a good opportunity wasted? The boss said that he will personally take action and let you sing an original song on stage in every performance. As for the creator of the song, you can keep it secret for the time being."

"Just do the math. By the end of this show, you will be able to sing at least seven or eight songs, and you will almost be able to release an album."

"The boss is so kind to you. That's why I say you have a good life!"

After hearing these words, Yao Meng finally understood his next fate.

It's just that she doesn't know what to do.

why?
Why is Xu Yi so kind to him?

What is he planning?
Are you looking for your own beauty?
Although she is not bad looking, she doesn't stand out in the entertainment industry filled with beautiful women. With Xu Yi's talent and wealth, as long as he reveals his intention a little bit, someone will probably take the initiative to send it to him.

But why did he choose himself?
Yao's dream didn't make sense.

She originally thought that a pie was falling from the sky, and she was lucky enough to hit her. Unexpectedly, this pie is also made of double-layered durian cheese, which is the best of luck and the best of surprises.

I'm afraid that all the luck in my life has been spent here, right?

Yao Meng still couldn't hold it back and asked:

"Sister Ju, but I don't understand, why does the boss treat me like this?"

"He...I...am I going to do something?"

"Don't think too much." How could Fat Orange fail to see what Yao Meng was thinking, and immediately stopped him: "The boss is willing to help you, because he must think you are a talent. But if you judge a gentleman with a villain's heart, Abdomen, that’s a big mistake.”

"He's not that kind of person at all." "You know that Meng Xiling who plays the ancient puppet show, right? She sticks to our boss all day long, but the boss doesn't like to talk to him."

"So you should distract yourself from all other thoughts, but don't make it self-defeating and ruin a good thing."

After hearing Fat Orange's sincere teachings, Yao Meng finally felt relieved. At the same time, he was also deeply moved. Xu Yi was willing to push her like this without wanting anything from her. This kind of kindness was considered too small to be promised with one's body.

Yao Meng made up his mind to stand out and earn face for his boss!
"Well, I'll work hard!"

……

Xu Yi went out for a walk.

He already knew whose song Yao Meng was suitable for. It was tailor-made and perfect.

So Xu Yi was in a good mood. He went out for a walk and had dinner when he came back in the evening. Of course, he was not wandering aimlessly. When he walked past Dongzhimen, there were many skyscrapers. Xu Yi wanted to take a look at the office rental market.

Maybe I will actually rent an office next time.

After all, that courtyard house is Xu Yi's living place. It's not that he can't work, but working with multiple people always makes Xu Yi feel a little unnatural. Now Zheng Tao and the others have arrived in the capital, as well as Li Xun and Yao Meng, who are all members of the studio. There still has to be a place for everyone to gather together.

For the time being, Xu Yi has no plans to buy an office building.

Let's rent it first.

Wait until you have money later.

In a place like Beijing, where land is at a premium, office buildings are not cheap. If you just buy one floor, tens of millions will go out; if you buy a building... I don't dare to think about it.

Walking to the downstairs of a 5A-level office building, Xu Yigang wanted to go in and take a look, but was stopped by the security guard.

"Sir, which floor are you going to? What company are you going to?"

"Ah ha? No, I just want to see how the offices here are rented?"

"You want to rent an office?"

"Yup!"

"Approximately how many people do you have in your office, and how big do you need it to be?"

The security guard immediately changed from a businesslike attitude to a more enthusiastic one.

In this kind of leasing business, if the security guard can introduce customers, he will also get a commission.

Xu Yi thought for a while and said:
"I probably have less than ten people."

"But the place shouldn't be too small. It's best to be above 800 square meters, and around 1,000 square meters is best."

Ten people, renting 1,000 square meters!

One hundred square meters per capita!

The security guard had probably never seen such a demand for rentals. He thought Xu Yi was teasing him and couldn't help but said: "Sir, are you serious? If you are just joking with me, I don't mind, but Please leave immediately."

Xu Yi: "???"

No, why is this not serious?
I said my needs seriously, but you suddenly changed your face?

"Of course I'm serious."

"But you look like this, and I don't want to rent it anymore."

Xu Yi was indeed a little disgusted by the security guard's uncertain expression.

Think about it again, if you really have to work here in the future, it will be even more annoying if you look up and don't look down.

He didn't wait for the other party to reply, turned around and left.

The security guard's complaints came from a distance:
"Who are you? Ten people are renting a thousand square meters, and they don't even draft such nonsense..."

Xu Yi:! !

Your uncle, I will rent here today!

Xu Yi stopped, turned back again, then looked at the security guard and said:
"you are right."

"I don't want to rent for 800 square meters, but I will rent for 1,000 square meters."

"Is there one? If so, take me to see it now. If you like it, pay the deposit today!"

The security guard was probably shocked by Xu Yi's momentum, and it took him a while to realize: "Sir, you... do you really want to see a thousand square meters?"

Xu Yi made up his mind: "Just tell me, will you lead the way?"

"Take it, I'll take you up to see it."

Xu Yi punched hard, but the security guard obeyed.

Perhaps Xu Yi's harsh words about paying the deposit today made the security guard feel that such nonsense might not be completely impossible.

Climb upstairs to the twenty-fourth floor.

The view is good.

After all, the security guard was not a professional intermediary. After bringing Xu Yi to the office, he just said, "This room is 1088 square meters. Take a look." Then he let Xu Yi go in and take a look. The first thing that caught Xu Yi's eyes was a row of floor-to-ceiling windows with excellent light.

This office should be connected by two rooms, which can be seen from the load-bearing beam in the middle.

However, it does not affect the overall layout.

Looking outside, the direction outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window is exactly facing the place where the sun rises.

In other words, the light in the morning is definitely better than in the afternoon.

Don’t expect to see the sunset.

The office was neatly tidied up, but if Xu Yi wanted to move in to work, he would definitely have to spend some time decorating it. After all, it is also a studio in the entertainment industry, so there is no need to make everything like a cubicle.

"How much does this room cost?"

"Prices here are based on floor, and the middle floor is 220."

"220 per square meter, 1088 square meters is nearly 24 yuan. What about the property management fees?"

"Except for the electricity bill, everything else is included."

"Okay, I see."

"Boss, do you like this place?"

"I'll do the math when I get back."

The monthly rent of 24 yuan is 288 million yuan a year, plus some other miscellaneous expenses. In other words, if you don’t do anything, you will lose million yuan a year. Although Xu Yi became rich in a small way, he still felt a little distressed if he had to pay someone else three million a year in rent.

In fact, with Xu Yi's current employees, there is no need to build such a large place.

Moreover, these so-called employees basically do not work.

For example, Li Xun, although he was signed at Xu Yi's studio, Xu Yi hadn't seen him for several days.

You have to think differently.

The studio does not have to be located in such a tall office building. It is where white-collar workers work. Artists should be more free. Maybe you can look into the suburbs and spend ten to twenty thousand a month, maybe you can rent a big house.

Xu Yi looked at the building angrily, then withdrew dejectedly.

The real estate market is too deep, and even with my little net worth, I can’t stand it!

After returning to the courtyard.

Fat Orange and Yao Meng actually teamed up to mess around in the kitchen. In Fat Orange's words, she refused to let Yao Meng enter the kitchen, but Yao Meng insisted on helping, so this situation was created.

Well, pretty good.

The first singer I signed to a contract gave me a job on my first day at work. (End of chapter)