Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 155 Give in to others

[Chapter 3 is a bit stuck, will update tonight]

Upon entering, Zhang Yan's first question was: "Is Gao Feng's creative ability really that good?"

Wang Jinghua replied, "From what Brother Ning said, it's no worse than Xu Wei's, and it's more inclined towards pop music, with a wider audience than Xu Wei's songs—didn't I already report these things to you on the phone the day before yesterday?"

"Really? Haha~"

Zhang Yan chuckled and then asked, "They've fallen out over the player replacement issue, and Gao Feng is planning to terminate his contract with Pu An. What do you think we should do now?"

Wang Jinghua said without hesitation, "Let's stall for time. Either we wait for Gao Feng to terminate his contract and then come to us willingly, or we wait for Su Yue to offer to use Gao Feng's contract as leverage to join this..."

"General Manager Zhang, General Manager Zhang!"

Before Wang Jinghua could finish speaking, Su Yue had already chased her into the house, rubbing his hands and bending over, and said awkwardly, "Could you give me a little time to talk?"

Zhang Yan shook his head indifferently and said, "President Su, you should have heard that I am friends with Mr. Zhang Peiren of Magic Rock Culture. Last year, we even produced the album 'China Fire' together."

"And Rock Records, the record label behind Magic Stone Records, and UFO Records, the record label behind you, are competitors—both morally and logically, I should choose Magic Stone Records, not your Puan Records."

"This……"

Su Yue was dumbfounded. After all, this was an idea he came up with on the spur of the moment last night. He was so focused on having connections on the other side of the strait that he had forgotten he wasn't the only one with connections.

Thinking about it, Zhang Yan is indeed closer to Magic Rock Culture—who in the industry doesn't know about his relationship with Dou Wei?

Su Yueyue became increasingly anxious and said excitedly, "President Zhang, this...this was my idea, how could you...how could you..."

“I didn’t say we had to use this idea.”

Zhang Yan interrupted him and pointed to Wang Jinghua next to him, saying, "I have entrusted this matter entirely to Jinghua. You two can talk about it, and report back to me when you have the results."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to walk over to the photographer and began to discuss the afternoon's shooting schedule.

Han Lei recorded a song in the morning, and it was Wang Luyao's turn in the afternoon—not "Your Tenderness I Will Never Understand," but Zhang Weining's adapted version of "The Reader."

This is an old song from the War of Resistance against Japan, but because there was a significant shortage of songs encouraging students to study, Yuanmeng bought the adaptation rights to this song and prepared to give it to Wang Luyao for a cover.

Seeing that Zhang Yan was busy with work, Su Yue didn't want to continue pestering him. After all, their statuses were not equal, and Zhang Yan was clearly not going to talk to him, so there was nothing he could do.

He could only turn to Wang Jinghua and plead, "Jinghua, you and An Wen were classmates and roommates for four years in college. You have to help us out now!"

"You guys keep changing your minds all the time, how am I supposed to help you?"

Wang Jinghua sighed and said meaningfully, "President Su, as the saying goes, 'to fight external enemies, one must first secure internal stability.' I think it would be better if you resolved Gao Feng's matter before discussing cooperation with Yuanmeng."

Pu An had made a good impression on General Manager Zhang twice in a row. Wang Jinghua was too busy trying to make amends to dare to show favoritism.

Su Yue pleaded a few more times, but Wang Jinghua kept using Gao Feng as a shield, and in the end, the two still couldn't reach any agreement.

With noon approaching and the crew preparing to wrap up for lunch, Su Yue could only leave dejectedly.

Return to the hotel.

Upon discovering An Wen standing blankly at the front desk, he quickly inquired about Gao Feng's whereabouts.

An Wen explained, "He didn't go far; he just moved to another hotel—I didn't want to follow him all the time, so I noted down the address and house number and came back first."

Upon hearing this, Su Yue sighed helplessly. He would rather Gao Feng had returned to the capital in a huff.

After all, given Gao Feng's attitude, staying in Tianjin was definitely not for negotiating with Pu An, but for joining the Dream Come True and New Year's Eve concert.

This gave him an even bigger headache. He had such wonderful ideas last night, as if success was within his grasp, but who would have thought that so many unexpected things would happen when it came to the actual implementation?

At this point, An Wen asked in return, "How did your talk with General Manager Zhang go?"

"Ah~"

Su Yue said helplessly, "They don't talk to me at all, they only tell me to negotiate with Wang Jinghua - and he can also get things done by indirectly getting in touch with Rolling Stones without us having to help him."

"How could this be?!" An Wen was furious upon hearing this: "This was clearly the idea you racked your brains to come up with. It's one thing for them not to cooperate with us, but how can they just take our idea for free?"

He didn't say that.

Seeing that his wife was a little agitated, Su Yue pulled her back to the guest room upstairs, then rubbed his temples and said, "I misunderstood earlier. I should have let you stay. At least Wang Jinghua wouldn't have treated you so perfunctorily."

"Then I'll go see her again this afternoon! Even if I have to kneel down before her, I'll..."

“As I said, the key lies with General Manager Zhang—here’s what we’ll do: you first ask Wang Jinghua what General Manager Zhang likes, and then we’ll see if we can cater to his tastes.”

Su Yue laid out the tasks for An Wen and then said, "I'll also try to get Gao Feng's permission. Even if I can't keep him, I'll still get the copyright to the song 'Spring Water Flows'."

The couple made up their minds.

They snuggled together for a short rest of half an hour before going their separate ways to begin working on the life and death of Puan.

When An Wen arrived at the filming location, she found it deserted. She called Wang Jinghua and learned that the crew had moved to a nearby primary school.

According to the latest regulations, primary schools now have five and a half days of classes per week, and today happens to be Saturday.

An Wen hurried over again, and when she arrived at the school gate, she saw a familiar-looking woman peeking inside.

Does this look like Gong Li's classmate, Wu Yujuan?
An Wen had auditioned for a role with Wu Yujuan when she was filming before. Although they weren't friends, they were old acquaintances, so she subconsciously wanted to go over and say hello.

Just as she was about to get closer, she heard someone sweetly greet her, "Sister Yujuan, what brings you here?"

Following the sound, they saw Wang Luyao, dressed fashionably, walking over, her steps unsteady.

"Luyao~"

Wu Yujuan hurried forward and said with a smile, "I've come to ask Mr. Zhang for some advice—oh, you're here to see Mr. Zhang too?"

The following words carried a somewhat playful and ambiguous tone.

Upon hearing this, An Wen couldn't help but glance at Wang Luyao again, thinking to himself, "Isn't Zhang Yan's girlfriend Chen Hong? Why does Wu Yujuan's tone make it sound like..."

"I'm here to shoot a music video."

Wang Luyao twirled a strand of hair and smiled with feigned modesty, "Teacher Zhang specially collected a good song for me. When the New Year's Eve concert is held, Sister Yujuan, you must come and support me."

That little rascal really knows how to show off!

Wu Yujuan was secretly annoyed. Last time, she had said that Wang Luyao's popularity was based on hype and wouldn't last long. She didn't expect that the other party would be so eager to slap her in the face as soon as they met.

Her gaze slid down to the two focal points, and she said meaningfully, "No wonder, I was wondering why it was getting more and more exaggerated, so it turns out it's because of Mr. Zhang's special care."

Wang Luyao blushed slightly, a bunch of unbroadcast images flashing through her mind. Feeling guilty, she changed the subject and asked, "Sister Yujuan, what exactly do you want to see President Zhang about?"

"It's like this, I wrote a script myself and would like to ask Mr. Zhang to take a look." Wu Yujuan said, while sneering inwardly. Judging from Wang Luyao's reaction, she probably put a lot of effort into getting Zhang Yan.

"You really wrote a script?"

Wang Luyao was taken aback. Although she had heard Wu Yujuan mention her interest in screenwriting, she never expected her to be serious about it.

"Yes—is Mr. Zhang here?"

"It should be inside—I'll take you there to see it."

As they talked, the two started walking into the school.

An Wen stared blankly at the two figures as they walked away, lost in thought.

Although there is no concrete evidence, the relationship between Wang Luyao and Zhang Yan is clearly unusual.

Actually, An Wen wasn't too surprised that the two were having an affair. After all, how many men in the entertainment industry with a certain level of success could resist such temptations?
Not to mention Zhang Yan's close ties with the rock music scene. How many respectable people are in that circle?
But even rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrows, and Chen Hong is the head of Yuanmeng Agency—to dare to mess around right under his girlfriend's nose, this guy is incredibly audacious.

(End of this chapter)