Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 101 Mu Xiu Yu Lin
The meeting lasted for a whole day. At noon, everyone ate at the restaurant arranged by the company. I have to say that the restaurant was full of seats, and the restaurant was directly booked.

Fang Jing and Xu Shi Fengling gathered at the table, Phalaenopsis and Fenghuo who had just met yesterday also ran over, and the five of them ate with their heads buried.

Fengling's computer was confiscated, and now he is full of anger, muttering that he wants to eat more to make the website lose money.

"Mr. Wen, sit at this table, they don't have any seats over there." Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, and editor-in-chief Jian Feng led Wen Wendao to rush here.

There is no way, more than half of the people here are ruthless people with systems, and there are several at each table, and Fang Jing's table is less, half.

Xu Shi writes about tomb robbery, Phalaenopsis writes about games, Fenghuo doesn't write about systems, and wind chimes count as half, and he takes the old man with him.

"Mr. Wen is here, please sit down." Fenghuo smiled and got up and pulled the chair away, allowing Wen Wendao to take a seat.

"Xiao Chen is polite, you sit too."

The manager's original name is Chen, and he graduated from a university. Compared with other masters who graduated from junior high school and came from factories, he is considered to be educated. With his sharp and strong writing skills, he is also one of the best among the masters of reading points. He is one of the few who has not been stunned by Wen Wendao one of the people.

The editor-in-chief Jian Feng also took the opportunity to sit down, "Feng Ling, I will return the computer to you later, don't bring it here in the afternoon."

"Understood." Feng Ling curled his lips, and he planned to write in another notebook in the afternoon.

"This is Fang Jing, first time meeting, hello, my surname is Lin, how old are you, just call me Brother Lin."

Reading Point is a novel website, up to the boss, down to the front desk, all have a pseudonym, which is what everyone usually calls, Jian Feng's original name is Lin Feng.

"Hello Brother Lin." Fang Jing took the initiative to shake hands.

Everyone who reads the Great God's Details website knows that Fang Jing's identity was no longer a secret on the day Chang He helped Fang Jing hand over the information.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "When I saw your profile for the first time, I couldn't believe it. Speaking of which, you are our third celebrity writer."

"Who are the other two?" Fang Jing was surprised, but he was not the only one who went into the sea alone, bah!Interested in pursuing this career.

"It can't be said, unless the author intends, otherwise we will not disclose it to the public, and you are the same. Outsiders will not know what happened today."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Xu Shi stood up and glanced at the other tables. There was not a single familiar face on TV, it seemed that he didn't come.

Unlike Feng Ling, who is an otaku, he is one-third of his feet in the entertainment industry. He has been on TV several times, and some of the more popular stars know about it.

"Oh! The young man is still a star, which channel did he write about?"

"Do you bring a system!!"

Before Wen Wendao finished asking, Feng Ling and Phalaenopsis answered the second half of the sentence in unison, Chen Feng stared at him, and the two buried their heads.

"Haha! Old Wen, he used to be a Xianxia, ​​he didn't write the system, and recently transferred to your martial arts. The most handsome man in the world I said before is him."

Wen Wendao looked like a formidable young man, and nodded in relief, "You wrote that "Swordsman, right? It's pretty good."

"Mr. Wen is too much, but it's not as good as your old masterpiece."

"I'm not a masterpiece, I'm free to write and play when I'm retired."

"Xiao Chen, go get a bottle of wine, Xiao Fang and I will have a few drinks." Wen Wendao turned to look at Chen Feng.

sweat!Chen Feng was at a loss for words, "Let's forget about drinking, there will be a meeting in the afternoon, why don't you drink again in the evening?"

Wen Wendao shook his head regretfully, "Forget it, I have to go home in the afternoon."

"Be careful on the road, I won't see you off."

"Ok!"

Before the meal was finished, Fang Jing received a call from Yang Ning midway, asking him to go back to the company, and after talking to Chen Feng, he left in a hurry.

Not long after he left, Wen Wendao also caught a plane and left. Chen Feng left the meeting early because he had to preside over the meeting, and the atmosphere at the table became much more relaxed for a while.

After they left, Feng Ling lowered his head and asked, "Third Uncle, what kind of backstage is this old man? It seems that Mr. Chen treats him unusually, and the number one in the world, that is, Fang Jing, is he famous?"

"Old man, I don't know. As for Fang Jing, you don't need to worry about him, he's a third-tier star."

Fenghuo grinned: "Old Wen, I know a little bit. He used to be a university teacher in the Chinese Department, and Chen was always his student. You'd better speak more politely in the future."

"Hiss!" Feng Ling's eyes widened, "Then I scolded him a few times on the Internet before, Mr. Chen won't take revenge on me with a grudge?"

Xu Shi gloated, "Wait until you die, you will lose contact with your novel when you go back, maybe you are already on the way now."

"He's scaring you." Feng Huo shook his head, "There are too many people who have fought with Mr. Wen, and I haven't seen them do anything."

Fengling breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and gave Xu Shi a vicious look: "You old thief!"

……

At the afternoon meeting, there were only two people left in the last row, and Feng Ling took a small notebook to sketch and set the plot of the characters behind.

Looking at the empty seat beside him, he took out his mobile phone and searched Fang Jing's personal information by accident.

"I rely on!"

An exclamation came out of his mouth, and more than 100 people turned their heads in unison, wanting to see who was so brave.

Seeing the crazy wind chime, Xu Shi silently moved to the side, "Don't trouble me."

Chen Feng walked down with a dark face and confiscated Fengling's mobile phone, and asked him to write a [-]-word self-criticism.

On that day, many book lovers discovered that a book by a great author had lost contact, and it was not released until a week later.

……

Happy World, Yang Ning runs a company.

"Fang Jing, did you write this song?"

Several printed A4 papers were placed in front of the table, and Yang Ning frowned with a serious expression.

"That's right! Didn't I send you an email in the morning?"

"Your prolific production scares me a bit. Six songs, all of which can be the main hit. Do you know what that means?"

Fang Jing was puzzled, "Making a lot of money?"

"Can't you think of other things besides making money?" Yang Ning was annoyed, "A tree is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Once this album of yours is released, the people who ask you to write songs in the future may be in Jiangkou. "

"Some things are beyond your control. Once the company puts pressure on me, there is nothing I can do. You are going to make a wedding dress for someone honestly."

Fang Jing broke out in a cold sweat, he only thought about producing good songs to make money, it seems that this time he was a bit ostentatious, one step ahead of others is a genius, two steps ahead is a fool.

With so many classic songs coming out of his hands, how can there be fewer people who invite songs later, even ordinary artists, those top-line singers who come to him come to him, refuse or agree?

He is more popular than him in the entertainment circle, and there are many people older than him. Once he agrees to open his mouth, he does not know how many people will come to his door. If he refuses, he will offend others.

"Sister Ning, what should I do then? How about changing it a little bit and just taking out two songs?"

Yang Ning exhaled, tapped the table with her fingertips, and said after a while: "Two songs are not enough, three songs, one with lyrics and music in your name, and two with vests."

"We find different people to write the rest of the songs, and there will be explanations to the outside world. You don't have to worry about someone coming to invite songs."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Sister Ning." Fang Jing was grateful.

"It's okay, you want a pseudonym, I'll post the song in a while, the company will pay for the production of the album this time, including the post-production variety show and promotion through various channels, and you will account for 30.00% of the profit."

(End of this chapter)