Pulling the female boss into the Hongyan group, I was exposed

Chapter 170 169. I Am the Storm (Five in One)

Xu Xiangxiao stood up with a "chuckle".

Under her angry eyes, Secretary Gao tidied up the documents on the desktop and put them in the briefcase with his usual expression.

"Actually, I shouldn't tell you about this matter. This is what we are negotiating with the program team. Forget it, mentioning it is also a respect for you."

His tone of voice was respectful, but his words were arrogant.

"Shouldn't tell you", the subtext is "it has nothing to do with you".

It means, "So what if you know? You Xu Xiangxiao can't stop it."

Unfortunately, Xu Xiangxiao found that he really couldn't stop it.

What's more, what he said just now implied a strong sense of threat - this private music collection is still considered an illegal building.

Logically speaking, illegal buildings should be demolished.

After tidying up the briefcase, Secretary Gao said:
"Actually, we have already written a plan. This private music collection and JX himself will be included in our system. I believe that we will be able to reach a happy cooperation when the time comes."

Xu Xiangxiao stared into his eyes: "You are too arrogant."

"Am I arrogant?" Secretary Gao tilted his head.

He had a look of interest on his face.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to speak to him like that.

Perhaps among the artists in this world, only Xu Xiangxiao, who has both fame and personality, dares to scold him in front of him like this.

"You have no way to bribe JX," Xu Xiangxiao said, "He doesn't care about your conditions at all."

"His reputation and musical talent are unprecedented and unprecedented, but you don't care about such a person."

Secretary Gao chuckled, turned around suddenly, and put the briefcase on the table.

He stroked his hair, which was held in perfect shape with the setting spray, and said slowly:
"You only know the name JX today, but do you know when we knew this name?"

Xu Xiangxiao looked at him warily.

"4 years ago," Secretary Gao said, and repeated, "4 years ago."

Xu Xiangxiao's eyes widened.

Secretary Gao continued:
"You only know about him and what he did today, but we already knew about it at that time."

"At that time, we had already started contact with him and began to systematically evaluate his commercial value."

"After our evaluation at that time, the final audience of his works in China was only 1.2%, and the payment rate was only 33.6%. Today, before coming here, we made another evaluation, and his audience has increased a little, 2.2% , just rose by 1%.”

"So, here, the price on the intent contract you are holding is based on this evaluation."

Xu Xiangxiao frowned.

Secretary Gao smiled slightly and said, "Do you want to ask, why is it so low? Did we tamper with the evaluation?"

That's what Xu Xiangxiao thought, but she didn't answer.

But Secretary Gao seemed to be able to see through all her thoughts, and smiled again.

"That assessment is purely for our own internal reference, and we have no reason to do anything."

"This result is jaw-dropping, and we were also surprised, but the result is like this, and I can't help it. The historical judgment error of our evaluation system has not exceeded 5% so far."

"Actually, our evaluation figures for him are already quite unreasonable. Even if his music style is groundbreaking and how many awards he has won abroad, even if all these are weighted in, he can only get this data."

"That's why I'm negotiating with you like this. The amount in our intention contract is all calculated scientifically based on the evaluation system. It's not out of my personal grievances, or someone's preference for him."

"You know, we are a company, we only want to make money, and we only need to make money. We don't treat him as an ordinary artist. We have given him the highest bid based on his commercial value."

Xu Xiangxiao scoffed at his statement.

If you rigidly use how much money you earn to set JX, you will always come up with a ridiculous answer.

JX is so respected abroad, how can it be measured by their little money?

Secretary Gao smiled, his eyes were unpredictable.

"Are you thinking that if JX is so popular abroad, it is impossible for it not to become popular in China, right?"

He pushed his glasses and said, "Let me ask you a question. It has been four or five years since JX's overseas activities. Excuse me, how popular is he in China?"

Xu Xiangxiao froze.

Secretary Gao asked again: "Let me ask you another question. If "Poetic Life" hadn't been aired today, how many people would know the name JX?"

Xu Xiangxiao said: "That's because he hasn't been promoted in China..."

Secretary Gao waved his finger in the air and said, "You've said the key point, and there is no promotion."

"I recommend you to read a book called "The Crowd", which is a great work on communication studies," Secretary Gao said, "If you read the book, you will understand that the so-called public is regarded as a collection When they are together, they bring together the worst flaws in everyone."

"Non-brained, forgetful, and gullible. After today's incident, how many viewers will find JX's songs to listen to? How many viewers will actually come to see this music collection? How many viewers will remember JX The name?"

"Let me tell you, there are not many." Secretary Gao said.

"The music styles he created abroad don't have any market in China, and the audience is only a very small number of literary youths. These people generally don't have much money."

"The times are different. In this era, audiences have too many choices. Why do they insist on listening to your songs?"

"It's all false to say how great JX is and how groundbreaking he is in music. Without the audience paying, his greatness will have no foothold and no convincing power."

Facing Xu Xiangxiao who said nothing, Secretary Gao paced the room with a kingly attitude.

Every step he takes measures the sales performance and market latitude and longitude of the domestic music scene.

"In our evaluation system, the value of Li Xingliang is 5 times that of JX. Do you know why there is such a huge difference?"

"Because for the public, JX is just a distant name, but Li Xingliang is a way of life."

"Yes, he may not be worth mentioning in terms of music, but how many people check in on his Chaochao every day? How many people feed him little flowers? How many people watch his variety shows and new album releases?"

"These are all supported by real money. This is an ecology with a huge amount of investment that you can't imagine."

"Yes, JX's songs are awesome. Although I don't like to listen to them, I admit that his creative ability is really awesome, but in my opinion, Li Xingliang is even greater than him."

He picked up his briefcase and said, "Miss Xu, trust us, we are a profitable company, and we are willing to serve all artists with all our heart, but the premise is that we must earn money."

"Whether an artist is great or not is not decided by a small group of people. We only look at how much money he can make."

At the last moment before he left the room, Xu Xiangxiao took a step forward and said to his back:
"Although I don't know "The Crowd" or any communication theory, I know the mean regression theorem."

"JX is the greatest musician and creator in history. This will not change. Sooner or later he will return to his place."

"If your evaluation system is only considered from the point of view of making money, it is a big mistake. You cannot evaluate an existence that is so great that it is beyond this era!"

Secretary Gao's pace did not stop.

Xu Xiangxiao's words didn't move him too much, because he had heard such words too many times.

How many people claim to be great, think that their music is invincible, and beg him on their knees, crying, just to get a little exposure?

Too much.

If he takes each of them seriously, he will not have enough energy in his life.

There are too many talented people in this world, anyone can replace them, and the earth will turn around without anyone.

What is truly irreplaceable is Aihua, the industrial machine behind them.

That is the truly great creation.

He walked out of the room meticulously, reached out and took out his mobile phone.

"The Ministry of Justice must speed up its actions and clarify the judicial procedures as soon as possible. It is necessary to prevent the private music collection from appearing in the public media."

"It is necessary to strengthen the monitoring and management of public opinion, even if all the information that should not appear is disposed of."

"Until we finish negotiating with JX, I don't want to find anything about him online!"

Walking out of the office, people around me lowered their heads like wheat in the wind:
"Secretary Gao!"

"Hi Secretary Gao!"

Secretary Gao's footsteps did not stop for a moment, and he walked out quickly, and a person next to him followed up, whispering:

"Secretary Gao, you are troubled to come here in person, why bother?"

Secretary Gao glanced at the person and said, "The person we are talking to this time is Xu Xiangxiao. Of course I have to come in person. I still have to respect her."

He boarded the Mercedes parked by the side of the road, bowed his head and said something to the people next to him.The man nodded repeatedly when he heard it, trotted quickly, ran all the way to Xu Xiangxiao, and whispered to Xu Xiangxiao:
"Secretary Gao said just now that he made an appointment to meet JX in the afternoon. After talking with him, he will talk with you again. I think you will change your mind."

Xu Xiangxiao looked into the distance, and she saw that Secretary Gao got into the car, and the driver closed the door for him respectfully, then returned to the driver's seat, and slammed the door shut.

The car drove away.

……

The cork made a light "pop" sound, and was quickly sprayed out by the gushing champagne.

Amidst the tide of applause, Wang Qian, who was wearing a red evening dress, clapped her hands gently with a sweet smile on her face.

This is the Golden Champagne Hall of Yulia Hotel.

The purpose of this banquet is to celebrate.Celebrating an important deal between Reya Entertainment and Haiya Entertainment——

——Li Xingliang terminated the contract with Raya Entertainment, and signed with Haiya Entertainment instead.

The entire team of Li Xingliang collectively jumped ship and switched to Haiya's arms.

If this deal gets out, it will cause an uproar, countless media will flock to it, and fans will go crazy with anger.

But at this time, for both parties, the transaction is satisfactory.

You know, in order to let Li Xingliang terminate the contract, Haiya Entertainment paid a full 1 million liquidated damages to Rhea Entertainment on his behalf.

Relying on this amount of money alone, Rhea Entertainment has achieved its revenue target for this year.

However, without Li Xingliang, the only cash cow, what to do next year is a problem.

People from Rhea Entertainment and Haiya Entertainment sat together, chatting and laughing happily at the table.

Wang Qian tidied her hair nervously. Her only task was to accompany this person beside her.

To be honest, Wang Qian couldn't believe her ears when she first received the mission to accompany the guests.

Because the person sitting next to her was named Lu Qingzhou.

Or to put it more directly - he belongs to the Lu family.

Aihua is basically a family business. After Haiya Company became a subsidiary of Aihua, the children of the Lu family naturally parachuted there to actually control Haiya.

It's more like a deal with the Lu family than a deal with Haiya—it's impossible to spend 1.2 million in one go based on Haiya's size.

Wang Qian picked up the wine glass and said to Lu Qingzhou with a smile, "Mr. Lu, I would like to toast you."

"Haha."

Lu Qingzhou laughed, raised his red wine glass, and collided with her wine glass in the air, making a pleasant sound.

He was already a little drunk at this time, and his tongue grew louder when he spoke.

He pointed to Li Xingliang on the opposite side of the table—the boy was sitting there with a white face and was very obedient, and said with his tongue out:
"From now on, Xing Liang is a part of our Haiya. I believe that he will be able to go higher and farther in our Haiya and under the protection of the Lu family."

Li Xing nodded in agreement, smiled slightly, and bowed his head.

The vice president of Rhea stood up, nodded and handed over the wine glass, and said with a smile on his face:
"That is, we also feel that under the operation of Haiya, Xingliang's value and advantages can be better utilized. We also have a good time with him. Come, Mr. Lu, let me toast you."

His wine glass was hovering in the air, but Lu Qingzhou did not raise his glass to respond, but stretched out his fingers and pointed:
"I didn't say you, the irony in your words, don't you think I didn't hear it?"

The face of Reya's vice president changed: "President Lu, I didn't..."

"You think that Li Xingliang and Jiang Xinhai had a conflict. You abandoned your pawns to save the car and refrigerated Xingliang. We came here to take over the order. You took advantage of it. You are very happy, aren't you?"

The vice president of Rhea smiled and said: "Mr. Lu, this is because you think too much. In this way, to show my sincerity, I will drink it first. You can do whatever you want."

He raised his head, drank it all in one gulp, and then showed the cup to Lu Qingzhou.

Lu Qingzhou raised his glass, touched his lips, and then said slowly: "Let me tell you, if you think that way, then you are wrong."

He raised his head, pointed at Li Xingliang with his chin, and said, "Xingliang is a talent, you are the ones who picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon."

Li Xingliang quietly sat upright.

"Don't laugh secretly, don't think that we are being taken advantage of. Let me tell you, Xingliang is the only star who has not been in our Aihua ecosystem in the past five years and has suddenly emerged. The only one."

He repeated the word "only" and held out his index finger, waving it in the air.

"If our ecology absorbs him, it will be equivalent to filling the last vacant link, and our entire strategic map of Aihua will be completely complete."

After drinking, Lu Qingzhou couldn't keep his mouth shut. He was talking excitedly, but the leaders of Rhea had a bit of a bad look on their faces.

Wang Qian knew that at this time, she should stand up and save some face.

She said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, although Xingliang is indeed good, but our company's strategic transformation focuses more on the development of music itself and the cultivation of creative artists. Compared with Jiang Xinhai, Xingliang's style is still not suitable. "

Lu Qingzhou shook his head and said, "Wrong, wrong, big mistake, how can Jiang Xinhai compare with Li Xingliang?"

He grabbed the wine glass on the table, shook it, and then said: "You can only see that Jiang Xinhai's ranking data surpassed Li Xingliang in an instant, but do you know the background data?"

Everyone looked at Lu Qingzhou suspiciously.

He grinned.

"At first we hadn't made up our minds to win Li Xingliang, but when we saw the paid data, we made a decision in an instant."

"Although Jiang Xinhai's popularity was twice that of Li Xingliang's in the end, the payment rate of Li Xingliang's fans was three times that of Jiang Xinhai's fans!"

"What does this mean? It means that Li Xingliang's fans are of extremely high quality. Even though the audience is far inferior to Jiang Xinhai's, he can still perform so well. This is enough to show his value."

After speaking, he said to Wang Qian beside him, "Why, you seem unconvinced."

Wang Qian thought for a while and said, "Mr. Lu, have you read "Poetic Life"?"

"I haven't seen it, what's the matter?"

"If you read it, you will know how powerful the person who wrote the song for Jiang Xinhai is," Wang Qian said, "He can control any song he writes, and he won awards abroad."

"Such a powerful person, if she returns to China and starts writing songs for Jiang Xinhai again, she will definitely become popular again."

Lu Qingzhou smiled.

Not only he laughed, but everyone else in Haiya Company also laughed.

They laugh easily and with confidence.

Wang Qian couldn't understand why they laughed so much.

She felt that they must have not read "Poetic Life".

But even if they haven't watched "Poetic Life", now popular science JX's posts are flying all over the sky, they should know a thing or two?

Where did they get the confidence to not even give JX face?

After laughing, Lu Qingzhou took a sip of the red wine slowly, the smile on his face was still there, and he said:

"You forgot one thing."

"What?" Wang Qian was still a little dazed.

"The JX you are talking about is the former head of Haiya Company!" Lu Qingzhou said.

After speaking, everyone laughed again.

It was only at this time that Wang Qian came back to her senses.

Oh yes!

How did you forget about this?

JX is just a short distance away, and a short distance away is the person who founded Haiya Company with Jiang Xinhai.

Although both of them are no longer in Haiya Company, Haiya Company must know JX better than their Reya!
Lu Qingzhou looked back at the person across the table, and said:

"Qi Xiaochun, you are a veteran of the two dynasties. You came here with Jiang Xinhai and Zhiji. Tell me, what kind of person is JX?"

Everyone looked over, and saw a white-collar woman in a black suit sitting there, pushing the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose with a serious face.

Everyone was a little surprised.This girl looked young and unattractive, unexpectedly, she turned out to be someone who had been with Jiang Xinhai and JX.

"If I were to evaluate JX objectively, then I would say that he is a giant in creation and a dwarf in management."

From Qi Xiaochun's mouth, he unceremoniously expressed his comments on his old club.

"He has created many popular works, but in terms of management, it is entirely based on his own preferences. He seems to be confident that he can hear with his ears which artist can become famous and which artist cannot. Therefore, the company's management is completely based on his own preferences of personal preference."

"Like the second-hand roses signed by the company before, they sang very badly and were scolded by countless audiences, but he forced to promote them;"

"There is also the Universal Youth Hotel, which claims to make an album by itself, but in the end it took ten years to make it, and it was completely supported by the company for nothing during these ten years;"

"He also signed a woman named Yao Beina. That girl was terminally ill. He knew it, so he signed her. The company paid several million for her treatment;"

"I remember, there was another guy named Zhou Qian, he was a boy, but his voice sounded like a girl, he was the only artist who received a good response from the market, but JX actually let him go solo and let him open his own studio !"

Speaking of this, Qi Xiaochun's originally cold face finally had a trace of excitement, and his cheeks were also stained with a blush.

"Do you know? At that time, nine out of ten artists signed by the company lost money. Can you imagine? Jiang Xinhai was so popular at that time, but the company's revenue was still a loss on the books!"

"It is precisely because of this way of operating for many years that the company's shareholders protested collectively, and finally JX left sadly."

"I think that people like JX should concentrate on creation and not take the lead in management. Perhaps it would be a better choice for him to leave Haiya Company."

After listening to her narration, everyone was a little silent.

Wang Qian even felt a little disillusioned.

Now she even has some doubts about the fact that JX went to Europe and America alone, and brought a few bands to turn the foreign music world upside down.

After Lu Qingzhou asked Qi Xiaochun to finish speaking, he shook his wine glass.

The scarlet liquid in the cup swirls, reflecting the bright lights of the room.

"His overseas band is popular and making money because he met a company with strong operational capabilities. Otherwise, think about it," he lay on the table and glanced at the room full of people, "if his strength It's really strong enough to make a song and it will become popular, so why did he leave Haiya Company and Huaguo?"

"Isn't it good to just stay in Huaguo and make music? His own company, his own Haiya, can last for many years, so why go to a foreign country?"

No one can answer this question.

Can't even think of an explanation.

Only Li Xingliang, who was sitting across the table, was still smiling sweetly.

"The answer is that he can't do it," Lu Qingzhou said, "His model has been proven wrong in China, and Aihua's line is correct."

Wang Qian was still a little unconvinced and said: "However, he is still popular abroad."

"Doesn't that mean that his model is backward?" Lu Qingzhou smiled even wider, "You have to know that the Chinese music scene is much more advanced than foreign entertainment circles."

Wang Qian's eyes widened slightly: "Are you sure?"

"Ahem." Rhea's vice president next to him coughed, reminding Wang Qian to be careful when speaking.

Lu Qingzhou didn't mind, and said:
"Now, the Chinese music scene is the most advanced in the world. Just look at the financial report. Our unit output is much higher than that of Europe and the United States. As long as we develop for a few more years and the absolute number increases, our output value will definitely be higher than that of Europe and the United States. .”

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Look, JX who was defeated by us went abroad, and ended up killing him randomly. Doesn't this mean that we are the king of Gu? Hahahaha..."

His employees all laughed along with him.

……

"Poetic Life" has been off the air for three hours.

During these three hours, all the people in the small team sat in the room, waiting in a state of confusion and staring at each other.

Sitting far away from the crowd, Yingzi was talking to Yan Yunzhuo in a low voice.

"Master, what do you think about editing Weibo like this? 'Sing your own songs well, don't be a mouthpiece for Europe and the United States'."

Yingzi took a look and pointed out: "Change Europe and the United States to foreigners, it will make more sense."

"As expected of a master."

Yan Yunzhuo picked up his mobile phone and changed the wording. The picture on Weibo is a carefully photoshopped photo of himself.

"The informant from Secretary Gao just sent me a message," Yingzi said slowly when the apprentice posted on Weibo, "He met with JX."

"what?!"

Yan Yunzhuo was so shocked that he almost couldn't hold the phone steadily in his hand.

After being stunned for a long time, she said: "Master, is he going to join Aihua? Then should I still post this Weibo?"

Her Weibo post is insinuating, explicitly and implicitly referring to JX as a spiritual European and American.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if JX joined the group and became a colleague?

Yingzi glanced at her contemptuously: "Zhu Brain, what does it have to do with you when he joins Aihua? The more you hate him, the more real you become. The company would like to have a few more opposite actors, so that both parties can attract fans. In the end, the company make money."

Yan Yunzhuo blinked her eyes, she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Remember, you are only responsible for the company, and you don't need to take care of anything else, understand?" Yingzi urged, "It is the company that gives you the money, not your colleagues!"

"I understand." Yan Yunzhuo nodded, but immediately said, "But master, I'm so dark every day, if the company gives him some resources to get him up, then I'm going to be completely defeated?"

Yingzi gouged her out.

She knew that her apprentice was playing tricks.

After all, she still has a sense of self-preservation.

If she didn't express her opinion, she wouldn't charge forward with the scapegoat on her own.

Thinking of this level, Yingzi took out his mobile phone.

She clicked on Weibo and directly entered in the dialog box:
"I advise those black people who spray me and abuse me on the Internet, put away your thousand yuan machine, and face your own life of nothing. In this world, no matter how much you worship others, you can't become him, no matter how much you hate me, You can’t look better than me. You can only be yourself. JX is awesome, and then? No matter how awesome JX is, I don’t like his songs.”

After inputting, click Send, and the sending is successful.

With a beep, Yan Yunzhuo's homepage posted this Weibo, which belonged to Yingzi.

"Master!" Yan Yunzhuo's eyes lit up, and immediately forwarded this Weibo, and copied and pasted her line "No matter how awesome JX is, I don't like his songs."

"The master is awesome, he can come up with such a good copy so quickly."

Yingzi didn't speak, but squinted and lay on the chair.

"Master, that Weibo post of yours has become popular, and all netizens are posting your famous lines!"

"As expected." Yingzi said.

She looked up at the sky and began to feel bored.

In this deserted countryside, only the sky is bluer than the city.

……

Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao frowned, looking through the comments on the Internet, the more they looked at it, the more angry they became.

"There's something really wrong, these people are just calling black into white, I'm so pissed off!" Jiang Xinhai thumped the table hard.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yunchu asked from the side.

"Here, look."

Jiang Xinhai handed her the phone.

In the post displayed on her phone screen, JX was dubbed a "spiritual American" at the outset.

JX clearly conquered Europe and the United States with music in a foreign country, but the host described this incident as "JX defected to Europe and the United States, served Europeans and Americans, and then used Europe and the United States to oppress the Chinese music scene."

However, there are still a bunch of people who agree with such an outrageous point of view.

Qin Yunchu comforted: "Don't worry, many of these people are sailors who take money to do things."

"The key is that many people still believe it! They don't understand JX, and they really pissed me off by saying such nonsense."

Looking at the angry Jiang Xinhai, Qin Yunchu leaned over and whispered to her:

"Don't worry about it, this is a common method used by the Lu family. Whenever they want to sign an artist, or an artist who has just risen, they will use their army to discredit it. This is called stalking."

Jiang Xinhai looked up: "Is that so?"

"Yes," Qin Yunchu nodded, "The Lu family's navy is the most powerful navy organization in the world other than the CIA. All the hot topics you see are what they want you to see. Who do they want to stink?" Anyone who drops it will stink."

Jiang Xinhai was a little annoyed: "Is it so lawless?"

"Otherwise, why do you think those two over there are so confident?" Qin Yunchu rushed to Yingzi and Yan Yunzhuo who were sitting far away from them.

But anyone who works in the entertainment industry, or works in cultural media, is not afraid of the Lu family.

After all, they all rely on their popularity to make a living. If their reputation is bad, they will have nothing to eat.

While talking, Jiang Xinhai casually swiped Weibo, and saw Yingzi's Weibo in a blink of an eye.

After reading it again, Jiang Xinhai became even more annoyed. Seeing the skyrocketing number of retweets on that Weibo, she directly turned off her phone screen.

"Hey, now that Chen Ya is not in the music scene, she has started to dance again."

Jiang Xinhai felt a little uncomfortable, looked at Yingzi, and whispered:

"I feel that Chen Ya is like Sun Houzi, and Yingzi is that little monster. We fought for a long time, and we were about to kill her, but a fairy came down from the sky and took her away. As a result, when we met for the second time, she was The gods have come down to earth..."

After hearing this, Qin Yunchu said with a smile: "Capital is a Bodhisattva, who will let people have a backing?"

The two sighed deeply.

After a while, Jiang Xinhai said:
"In fact, the role of the navy is still limited. As long as JX's songs can become popular in China, and he becomes popular again, those rumors will be self-defeating."

"That is to say, as long as "Poetic Life" continues to air, and Lang Lang can prove JX's achievements, it will be..."

Qin Yunchu interrupted her and said, "It seems to be very difficult now. I called my dad just now. It is very likely that today's program will not be aired."

"Why?" Jiang Xinhai asked with a frown.

"On the surface, they said it was a copyright issue, but in fact, because the Lu family was mentioned in the program, they quit."

Jiang Xinhai said: "Is the Lu family so overbearing?"

"That's how domineering, and it has been domineering for a long time," Qin Yunchu said, "Think about it, they have practically monopolized the Chinese music scene, and they say exactly what they say. If this kind of thing is exposed to the public, how much public opinion will backlash?"

Jiang Xinhai thought for a while in silence, then nodded.

Also.

People in the circle are not surprised by things like the Lu family's monopoly industry, but it is different when it is exposed to the public.

Qin Yunchu resentfully said: "I also can't understand their behavior, but I am also in the game. Our family and the Lu family also have a relationship by marriage, and there are also business cooperation in many places. It is not good for us to criticize them."

Jiang Xinhai shook his head.

That classic line says it well:
There is me in you, and you in me. The bad things in the world are here!
Jiang Xinhai folded his arms unwillingly and thought for a while, then suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Yunchu, I thought of it, aren't they not filming? Why don't we film it?"

Qin Yunchu looked at her: "What do you mean?"

"We can also broadcast live!" Jiang Xinhai said, "I have a live broadcast room on Pineapple Pineapple. Didn't I post "Summer Wind" and "Hill" on it before? I also have some fans. I live directly on Pineapple Pineapple. Take a picture of the music private collection, can't you also get some traffic?"

Qin Yunchu's eyes lit up: "Yes! And it seems to be legal."

Jiang Xinhai took out his phone, opened the software, and clicked to start the live broadcast.

"Hello, can you hear me?" Jiang Xinhai waved at the phone.

She was fiddling with her mobile phone. Since she was not very familiar with the operation, she waited for 5 minutes and couldn't see a single barrage. She thought she was going to be cold.

"Let me repost it for you to help you gain some popularity." Qin Yunchu said.

Xu Xiangxiao came over from the side: "What are you discussing?"

"Xinhai's live broadcast is live, Xiangxiao, come and help her gain some popularity."

"Hurrah!"

The three girls lowered their heads and fiddled with their phones.

Because they haven't broadcast live many times, they don't know how popular they are.

At this moment, Qin Yunshang came over from the side.

"Sister, I have something nice for you."

She put the phone on the table "Bada", and above the screen of the phone was a recording.

"What is this?" Qin Yunchu turned to look at her.

Qin Yunshang said mysteriously: "I sneaked into the private music collection just now and secretly recorded it with my mobile phone. It is "Beethoven No. 3"."

Qin Yunchu's eyes lit up: "Yeah, everyone didn't have time to listen to how the music was written just now."

Jiang Xinhai also came over: "Let's listen?"

Qin Yunshang clicked the play button.

As soon as he pressed it, the phone suddenly burst into a powerful symphony sound.

Just like a strong wind and rainstorm, the landslides and the ground cracked, the sky collapsed, and the sound was sometimes soft and sometimes high.

Cello, viola, and violin jointly compose an incomparably magnificent poem, and all expressive power burst out in an instant.

Through the majestic music, Jiang Xinhai saw the tenacity of vitality, Qin Yunchu saw the boundlessness of death, and Qin Yunshang felt that his heart was caught by someone, and he was a little out of breath.

What Xu Xiangxiao felt was the courage of the creator to face the storm calmly, with blood and tears in his eyes, and a smile on his face.

Life, death, and the courage needed to face life and death at the same time, with the percussion of the piano and the tremor of the strings, the same word emerged in the minds of the three at the same time:

fate.

It may be that the expressiveness of this symphony is too strong, or it may be that the musical sensibility of the three people has reached a certain level. When hearing this piece, what the three of them thought at the same time was fate.

Helpless, there is no other way to resist his fate except to face it with courage.

"Fate whispers to the warrior, you cannot withstand the storm.

The warrior responded in a low voice, I am the storm. "

Xu Xiangxiao murmured.

The volume of the phone was a bit loud, and when the music played, everyone in the room turned their heads and looked in their direction.

All heard.

Qin Yunshang originally planned to turn down the volume of the music, but when the music was playing, she was fascinated for a while, and her fingers hovered over the volume button, but did not press it.

In the room, Wang Feng and He Ling were still talking, the staff were leaning against the door and chatting, Cui Dayou was reading, when the music started, the voice in the room stopped at the same time.

For a long time, only the majestic sound of the symphony remained in the room.

After 7 minutes, the music faded away.

However, when the song ended, no one spoke.

After a long time, Cui Dayou asked: "This, what song is this?"

He stuttered a bit.

The four looked up blankly.

They also don't know what the name of the piece means.

There is only one thought in their minds at the moment:
"Is this really written by JX?"

Jiang Xinhai lowered his head in a daze, looking at his phone.

At this time, she inexplicably understood her live broadcast interface - the one in the upper left corner had a small figure painted on it, and the number behind it was the number of real-time viewers in the live broadcast room.

That figure now shows 206 million.

……

"Secretary Gao."

"Secretary Gao, be careful where you step, it's slippery here."

Surrounded by a group of people in suits and leather shoes, Secretary Gao walked into the bathroom.

Facing the mirror, he checked his hairstyle again.

The people beside him helped him brush his shoulders, smoothed the folds of his clothes, and waited on him carefully.

Check the hairstyle, this is what he must do before meeting important people.

What he was going to meet next was, in a sense, an old friend of that person.

He met once when he traded Haiya Company; he also met once when he first returned to China.

If we meet next time, it will be the third side.

He always remembered that rebellious look in his eyes.

He had never seen that look on anyone's face except the one he served.

Who saw him, not "Secretary Gao" and "Secretary Gao" kept calling?
What others dare to show him is only the top or the back of the head.

There is no one who engages in entertainment in this world is more disgusting than JX.

But this time, he thought that he had already caught this person's weakness.

Pushing open the door, he walked gently into the room.

"Mr. JX, hello, we meet again."

His tone was as calm as well water, without any ups and downs.

In front of him was a seat with its back facing him.

After he spoke, the seat slid and turned around to face him.

Secretary Gao saw that the one sitting in the middle of the seat was... a little girl with dark hair and a rebellious face.

With a lollipop in his mouth.

Secretary Gao froze in place.

The girl was holding a laptop in her arms, moving her fingers around on the touchpad. When she saw Secretary Gao, she put the computer on the table, and with a bang, pulled out the lollipop from her mouth.

The girl has neat bangs and black eyes. She is very cute.Even if she has a bad face, she has to admit that this girl is very cute.

I just don't know why, but she always gives people a feeling of "no love in life", and she feels like she will roll her eyes to show you at any time.

Secretary Gao said, "You are not JX."

The girl said: "Of course Xia You is not JX, Xia You is Xia You."

Secretary Gao felt a little out of breath for a moment.

He had never encountered such a thing in his life, so he stood where he was and lost his position for a while.

"JX has something to do, let me take his place," the girl said indifferently, she even put her legs on the chair she was sitting on and squatted on it.

"He said, you want to touch his private music collection, he gave you 10 minutes to repent, if you don't let your people go, you will die."

Secretary Gao felt a fire burning in her heart.

"What if I don't regret it?"

"I just said that, then you will die." The girl's eyes were fixed on the laptop, and she put one hand on the keyboard, typing back and forth.

Secretary Gao suddenly lost interest.

"Let your adults come and talk to me, and I'll give him another chance."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you just now," Xia You said, "Just now I sat here and waited for you for 20 minutes, so I already told JX in advance. I told him when I waited for 10 minutes."

"So, you are dead." The girl said indifferently, and then put the lollipop into her mouth.

　This chapter has 1 words, five chapters in one, except for the guaranteed 4k words, I counted back 3 more.There are about 70 more that have not been returned...

　　
　
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