Entertainment mogul: Starting his business with the internet

Chapter 51: Making?
“I’m serious. I can recruit singers, and I’ll gradually purchase equipment. I can even rent recording studios from other companies for the initial transition period. But there are some things I need professionals like you to handle.”

Wang Jing was extremely envious of the booming ringback tone business, as many music companies made a fortune just from ringback tones.

However, different industries are like different worlds, and Tengda Culture's film and television, special effects, and cinema chains were all built by Song Ci with money.

However, Song Ci's energy and funds are all being directed towards Tengda Technology. She wants Tengda Culture to enter the music scene, but she can only do it herself. Therefore, she needs a knowledgeable professional to lead her and avoid going down the wrong path and wasting money.

Wang Jing valued Lao Mo for two reasons: first, the two had known each other for a long time, so she preferred to use someone she knew well; second, Lao Mo was honest and reliable, which is why she decided to poach him.

Hearing Wang Jing speak so seriously, Lao Mo replied solemnly, "President Wang, please allow me to consider it. I will give you an answer within three days."

Before ending the call, Wang Jing gave a meaningful suggestion.

"Old Mo, the handsome guy who recorded the song today once told me that the most important thing in life is not where you are, but the direction you are heading. I look forward to your choice."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Mo was filled with emotion. Thinking about his life so far, where he had been neither high nor low in his ambitions, he murmured to himself, "The direction I'm heading!"

Meanwhile, Song Ci and Liu Shishi were preparing to return home. Since their driver, Wang Shan, had been sent by Song Ci to pick up their travel tickets, the two of them had to take a taxi on their own.

Around noon, the two took a car to a snack alley near the neighborhood to have lunch.

At her usual snack shop, Liu Shishi was complaining that she had been eating too much lately and needed to lose weight, and she wasn't eating any staple food, but she was enjoying a bag of duck necks.

Song Ci didn't like snacks like duck neck, so she ordered a bowl of noodles and kept glancing at Liu Shishi while eating.

Ms. Liu loves snacks and has a strong palate; she can handle spicy food very well and often eats snacks instead of meals.

At this moment, she buried her head in a duck neck, her hands covered in grease, panting from the spiciness.

"Have some water." Seeing that Shi Ye was sticking out his tongue from the spiciness of the duck neck, Song Ci unscrewed the cap and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"Okay, it's too spicy, but it's very stimulating." Liu Shishi took the bottled water from Song Ci's hand, gulped down a big mouthful, and relieved the spiciness in her mouth.

Just as Liu Shishi was about to continue her culinary spree of eating duck necks, she suddenly noticed Song Ci's strange expression, staring at her with a half-smile. She suddenly realized that her eating manners were too unrestrained and unrefined, and the duck neck in her hand suddenly lost its appeal.

"Yi-yi!" Liu Shishi said pitifully, her face contorted with grief.

Seeing that Shi Shi had put down the food in her hand and suddenly called out to her, Song Ci was puzzled and asked with concern, "Why aren't you eating, Shi Shi?"

"You won't dislike me, will you?" Miss Liu asked cautiously.

Song Ci looked puzzled by Liu Shishi's words. Why was she suddenly acting like this? She had only handed her a bottle of water and hadn't done anything else. "Why do you say that?"

Liu Shishi recalled Song Ci's expression just now and said with a sob in her voice, "My eating manners were so ugly, not ladylike at all, and you were just laughing at me. I'm so sad."

Song Ci got anxious too. "Isn't this Poet Master bullying an honest person?" she said. "When have I ever mocked you? You've always eaten like this since you were a child. Have I ever looked down on you?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Shishi became angry, puffing out her cheeks and retorting, "Nonsense! You're slandering me! I was just hungry today, that's why I ate so quickly. I used to be a very dignified and ladylike person. Besides, the expression you just made was mocking me." "Shishi, this is pointless. We were eating peacefully, I didn't say anything, and you pull this stunt. Besides, I've seen you eat like this countless times. Would I lie? You... this..."

Song Ci wanted to continue speaking, but saw that Shi Ye was expressionless, staring blankly at her with empty eyes. It was clear that he didn't want to say anything and was waiting for her to apologize.

Song Ci found it very boring. That's just how Shi Ye is. Even though she was the one who started it, she would throw a tantrum and demand that he apologize first, even though she couldn't win the argument.

Thinking of this, Song Ci also became temperamental, ignoring Shi Ye's gaze, and silently ate her noodles, not wanting to pay any attention to her.

Before Song Ci had even taken two bites of her noodles, she heard a sobbing sound. Looking up, she saw that Shi Shi was crying and quickly said, "Shi Shi, why are you crying?"

Liu Shishi sobbed and choked out, "Yiyi, I just ate some duck neck, and you not only mocked me and looked down on me, but also said that I've been rude since I was a child. I hate you."

Song Ci was speechless, completely unable to reason with her. He had only found Miss Liu's unrestrained and amusing eating habits, and had no intention of mocking her.

He could only coax her gently, "Shishi, don't cry. I like you so much, how could I possibly dislike you? You must have misunderstood me. I was just admiring that you could handle spicy food. You've got the wrong idea."

Song Ci felt helpless. She never learned her lesson and always tried to reason with Shi Ye, but women are unreasonable. When Shi Ye cried, she had to humble herself and coax her. Her mother was right about her; she was completely under her little darling's thumb.

"Apologize to me." Liu Shishi stopped crying and glared angrily at Song Ci.

"I'm sorry, Shishi, it's my fault." Song Ci vowed that she would never reason with Shi Ye again. If it wasn't a matter of principle, she would just apologize and be done with it.

"I forgive you. Remember, you said it yourself that you like me, so you're not allowed to be mean to me anymore." Miss Liu then stopped crying and smiled. "I'm still hungry, Yi Yi."

"Then I'll bring you a bowl of noodles too."

"No, I want to eat your fried egg." Liu Shishi stared intently at the fried egg in Song Ci's bowl, which he hadn't touched yet.

What could Song Ci do? The girl didn't mind him, so what could he say? "I'll give you some more, and if you need more, I'll give you more."

After lunch, Liu Shishi followed Song Ci home. She was bending down and rummaging through the shoe cabinet in front of the door when she successfully took out a pair of pink slippers.

Looking at the clean slippers in her hand, Liu Shishi said happily, "Yiyi, my little pink shoes are still here. I wonder if they still fit."

Before Liu went to Beijing Dance Academy to study and board, she often came to Song Ci's house to play. Song Ci prepared a pair of women's slippers for her. Although Liu did not come for a long time afterward, Song Ci still kept the slippers in her shoe cabinet.

The apartment layout of Song Ci's house was exactly the same as that of Liu Shishi's house, 98 square meters with three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The community was one of the earliest commercial housing projects in Beiping. At that time, there was no shared area. The 98 square meters of space felt comparable to 130 square meters twenty years later.

"They fit quite well." Liu Shishi put on the slippers and nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that her shoe size hadn't changed much in the past two years.

After changing my shoes, I wandered around Song Ci's house for a while. The house was bright and clean, spotless, just as I remembered it.

(End of this chapter)