superstar of life

Chapter 117 Net

"Actually, these materials are useless. When I get in touch with them, I will know who is good and who is bad."

Qu Xiuyi hummed twice, put the teacup on the desk, pulled a chair over and sat beside Yang Xiuyuan.

"One hundred beautiful girls, do you think you will be dazzled?"

Yang Xiuyuan was overjoyed, and he grabbed Qu Xiuyi's hand spontaneously, as warm and soft as jade.

"You ask Wang Ye, how many beautiful girls I have met over the years, and I fell into your hands."

"Smelly!" Qu Xiuyi said stinky, but the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed.

Qu Xiuyi's smile caught Yang Xiuyuan's eyes, and his heart beat a little faster.

This feeling is different from the feeling of falling in love before.

The school is young, and I can't tell what love is. The love after being born in the society is more like two lonely people making up for each other, and the final parting is also expected.

Only Qu Xiuyi gave Yang Xiuyuan a pure and beautiful feeling.

Suddenly, Yang Xiuyuan had the urge to sing a love song.

I didn't want to sing before because I felt awkward. Those lyrics like "I love you" are too embarrassing, but now I feel like I have been opened up to the two veins of Ren and Du.

The two just stared at each other, and then Qu Xiuyi suddenly raised his head and pecked at Yang Xiuyuan's mouth.

Yang Xiuyuan stared, it was soft and soft, and it disappeared before he could feel it carefully as soon as he touched it.
"That. I. I'll go down and see if they've come to the company!"

Qu Xiuyi ran away, and Yang Xiuyuan froze in place, secretly hating himself for not reacting!

Yang Xiuyuan transferred a sum of money to the company's account to build a recording studio.

Because they didn't talk well with Chu Nanfeng, the original plan was to buy Chu Nanfeng's studio, and the recording studio over there would be available for use.

Chu Nanfeng's reply was that he didn't want to bother too much, and wanted to live his own life, but he could give Lao Luo and Xiao Wu to Yang Xiuyuan.

This is enough, Lao Luo and the others have played music with Chu Nanfeng for many years, and they have made dozens of songs in movies and TV shows, and their experience is definitely rich enough.

Moreover, Yang Xiuyuan has worked with Lao Luo and the others, and they know the basics.

The production side of the company is barely there.

In the past two days, in addition to the recording studio, I also bought a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle for work, and went to hundreds of thousands.

With the recording studio, musical instruments, and cars plus some previous arrangements, the 500 million that Wen Dongsheng called was almost spent.

On June 29th, Lao Luo and the others came over. Yang Xiuyuan invited them to a meal. It was a cleansing of the dust, and he casually handed over the decoration of the recording studio to them, including the purchase of musical instruments a few days ago. list listed.

A meal lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, and Qu Xiuyi was by the side, so Yang Xiuyuan used Qu Xiuyi as an excuse not to drink.

Under the ambiguous eyes of Lao Luo and the others, the scene ended.

Pengcheng is very lively at ten o'clock in the evening. Many people in this city don't get off work until this time.

Come and go in a hurry, very few people actually go shopping.

Yang Xiuyuan lowered his hat a little, and Qu Xiuyi naturally put his arm on Yang Xiuyuan's.

This is their first time shopping.

"Why do I feel a little drunk, my head is dizzy."

"Didn't you drink?"

"Alcohol is not intoxicating, talent is intoxicating."

Qu Xiuyi smiled like a flower, and squeezed affectionately towards Yang Xiuyuan: "You said what if we were photographed?"

"Just shoot it, anyway, there are people discussing you and me on the Internet."

Qu Xiuyi appeared on the screen as Yang Xiuyuan's friend, and her good looks caused some discussions. Some people speculated whether she might be Yang Xiuyuan's girlfriend, because there are always some people who see things that the public can't see.

For example, in the close-up, Qu Xiuyi looks at Yang Xiuyuan's eyes.

"Old Yang, I know the characteristics of our job, maybe it will be reported that day, let's live our own lives and don't be affected by irrelevant things." Qu Xiuyi said more seriously.

"Fame and fortune? Do you believe me when I say I don't care about fame and fortune?"

"I believe."

"Stupid, if someone else tells you the same thing, don't believe it. I am doing this now because no one else has experienced what I have done. For example, my reputation was rotten that day. It tastes the same."

Yang Xiuyuan's words did not refer to the ups and downs of business failure, but to the golden finger in his mind, which shocked his three views.

Such miraculous things have happened, fame and fortune count.

"I know, I believe it just because you said it, and I do too. If your reputation gets bad, we'll go back to the mountains and forests!"

"Haha, do you think we are martial arts masters!"

After shopping around, my stomach was still full and I didn't buy anything.

Back in the hotel's underground garage, Yang Xiuyuan was about to drive, but Qu Xiuyi took the driver's seat first.

Yang Xiuyuan smiled and sat in the co-pilot seat.

"By the way, there will be dinner at noon tomorrow." Yang Xiuyuan suddenly remembered and reminded him.

Qu Xiuyi started the car and nodded: "I know, Director Xiao organized it. The four companies, including seven of your artist mentors, just happened to be a big table. It's been a long time since I have participated in this kind of dinner."

"Why don't you go? I can go by myself."

"It's okay. It's not that I haven't participated in it before. I will be responsible for the company in the future. We have to deal with it first."

In the entertainment industry, private gatherings are more or less chaotic, but public gatherings are fine.

Because the self-media is highly developed, the release of a video of talking loudly can cause the collapse of the person, let alone other excessive actions.

This is not what Yang Xiuyuan is worried about, Yang Xiuyuan just doesn't want Qu Xiuyi to do something she doesn't like.

"Have you studied the list of mentors?" Qu Xiuyi asked again.

Yang Xiuyuan replied: "Look, Liu Qing sent me more detailed information yesterday, Lin Xiaoqi also signed with TX Entertainment, there is only one real free man, Liu Wenlun!"

"Yes, that's what I want to say. In fact, your advantage is gone. Mr. Liu Wenlun joined as the honorary dean of the Idol Academy, Zhao Man is an artist of Huayue, Pan Feng is the boss of Xinhang Entertainment, four entertainment companies Three of them have artists as mentors."

Yang Xiuyuan shrugged his shoulders. He admitted that he was overthinking this point. In the entertainment industry, a certain status is a big net. There are very few people who can really stand alone, or they are like Lin Xiaoqi in the past. Don’t worry about everything. Write songs vigorously.

But his achievements are limited, and he has just been able to support his own studio.

Either it is like the current Liu Wenlun, Liu Wenlun is one of the first batch of people in Huaguo to make pop music, his status in the industry is high enough, he has both skills and status in the world, and the management of all major companies know each other.

Yang Xiuyuan himself can be regarded as one who can take care of himself alone, because he hugged TX's thigh.

What happens if you don't sign TX?After the fame exploded, countless people came to the door, and everyone was happy if they wanted to talk about it, because it's a win-win situation, don't you want to talk about it?One or two can make money in harmony, how about more?

There is a high probability that I will go to touch Yang Xiuyuan's various black materials. If I can't get it, can't I be disgusting?

This kind of method is too normal in business. Yang Xiuyuan has these considerations. Although he doesn't care about his bad reputation, he is afraid of trouble.

Thinking about it, Yang Xiuyuan suddenly realized that this road was not to the hotel, but to Qu Xiuyi's house!
(End of this chapter)