Entertainment: I treat you as my sister, but you want to pick on me?

Chapter 125 Just Call Me Old Wei
"Peng Zhengchu, you killed me!"

Wen Zhiye greeted the eighteen generations of Peng Zhengchu's ancestors at the speed of light.

He is actually very satisfied with the theme song of "The Vigorousness of Love" written by the gold medal lyricist Yu Zhenguo, but who knows that when the movie is about to be released, Peng Zhengchu will be stormed, and it will be a scandal of domestic violence!

"The Vigorous Vigorousness of Love" itself is spreading dog food in the name of spreading dog food, and it is so sweet that people don't pay their lives for publicity.

When the audience learned that it was the theme song sung by the domestic violence man Peng Zhengchu, they immediately lost their mood to watch it.

Many viewers have already bought movie tickets and are waiting for the premiere, and now they have all refunded their tickets!
Wen Zhiye knew in his heart that if he wanted to change this situation, he had to change to a new theme song.

But the two days are too hasty, Wen Zhiye seems to have seen the scene where the box office hit the street!

It took Wen Zhiye a whole year to film this movie, with an investment of 8000 million. Could it be that Peng Zhengchu, a bastard, lost all his money?
Looking at the song sent by Wei Junchu in the mailbox, Wen Zhiye slapped the table angrily.

He just called Wei Junchu, and Wei Junchu sent the new theme song?

"Going to the grave to burn newspapers to fool you ghosts!"

Wen Zhiye moved the mouse and clicked on the song.

If Wei Junchu is perfunctory with him, then everyone will not feel better!
The box office of my movie hit the street, and Dongsheng has to pay 3000 million liquidated damages!
The brisk and rhythmic accompaniment sounded, making Wen Zhiye's irritable mood disappear a lot.

My Hawthorn Love

Only with you can I be pure
can drop my bottom line
Locking with you is my sight

Hawthorn?
Wen Zhiye lit a cigarette.

The person who wrote this song has a heart. At the end of the movie, the male protagonist is replaced with leukemia, and the female protagonist goes to see him for the last time. There is a hawthorn tree planted in the hospital.

want to have a baby with you to hang around
The world keeps changing
Crowds are flowing
Don't care about the experiences that have settled on your shoulders
Listening to this, a smile appeared on Wen Zhiye's face.

sweet!
This song is really too sweet, sweet to his heart!

In the movie "The Vigorousness of Love", except that the male protagonist suffers from leukemia at the end, it was actually filmed by Wen Zhiye based on his own experience.

Wen Zhiye thought of that summer, he was playing the accordion, his wife was dancing in the sunset, the two looked at each other, smiled and cuddled each other, talking about love to the endless plain in the distance.

I'm afraid it's too late
I'm afraid I won't be safe
Me and you standing under the hawthorn tree

After listening to the song, Wen Zhiye gently stroked the photo of his wife on the table.

"Honey, I miss you, I wish I was the one suffering from leukemia."

Wen Zhiye's eyes were filled with tears.

beep-

"Director Wen, are you satisfied with the theme song written by Jiang Yan?"

Wei Junchu asked tremblingly.

"The theme song written by Jiang Yan? Thank him for helping me." Wen Zhiye's voice choked up.

Wei Junchu: "???"

Are you crying?
Didn't Jiang Yan say that this song is very sweet, so sweet that it makes Wen Zhiye cry.

"Just as long as Director Wen is satisfied." Wei Junchu hung up the phone.

"How about it?"

Jiang Yan asked.

Wei Junchu stood up.

"Where's the cola? Where's the iced cola?!"

"Jiang Yan, your iced Coke." Wei Junchu's legs were shaking when he handed it to Jiang Yan.

3000 million liquidated damages!
If it wasn't for Jiang Yan, he would definitely be scolded by the chairman, whether the year-end bonus can be issued is a question mark!

Seeing Wei Junchu's actions, Jiang Yan almost understood.

click-

Jiang Yan took a sip of Coke.

"Minister of Health."

"How can you call me Minister Wei, just call me Old Wei!" Wei Junchu put the Coke in the refrigerator.

"Old Wei, as Mr. Mu, he still has to deal with Peng Zhengchu's public relations."

Jiang Yan Shunpo went down the road and called Wei Junchu Laowei.

Peng Zhengchu is a first-line singer, and the scandal certainly had a great impact on Dongsheng.

But it's not Mu Qingya's turn to deal with it, the company has a public relations department.

Hearing Jiang Yan's words, Wei Junchu's eyes flickered.

"Jiang Yan, some things are not as simple as they appear on the surface."

"Mr. Mu is the general manager of the company, but she is airborne, and her power is not as great as you think!"

Wei Junchu locked the door.

"The company adopts a voting system. For example, the recent company reform has disrupted the reshuffle of artists in the hands of managers. At this time, high-level votes are needed!"

Wei Junchu opened the window, considering whether to tell Jiang Yan.

"How to say about voting, it's all up to the chairman to decide, it's just a formality."

Jiang Yan heard the secrets of the company for the first time, and waited patiently for Wei Junchu to sort out his words.

"To decide on an important event, the heads of neutral departments such as the composition department, the legal department, and the public relations department have a vote, and the company's senior management also has a vote."

"Mr. Mu wants to win over the heads of neutral departments like you?"

Jiang Yan heard the voice-over.

"That's right, the company's top executives have deep prejudices against Mr. Mu who was airborne, and the two sides are incompatible. As for me." Wei Junchu slammed his mouth.

"I usually abstain from voting, and I don't bother to get involved in the infighting between these leaders."

Wei Junchu laughed at himself.

"I have been timid since I was a child. It is not easy to climb to the position of the head of the composition department. I have an annual salary of one million, and my wife and children are so comfortable on the bed. Jiang Yan, are you right?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yan got up and was about to leave.

He learned what he wanted to know from Wei Junchu.

The theme song of Power's "Vigorous Vigorous Love" became "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", and director Wen Zhiye spent money to buy recommended slots in major music software.

Overnight, "Love in the Hawthorn Tree" became well-known to the public.

"Jiang Yan wrote a new song again? The donkeys in the production team are not as hardworking as him. After listening to this song, I want to fall in love for no reason!"

"Isn't this [-] times better than the broken theme song sung by the domestic violence man Peng Zhengchu? I haven't listened to "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", but after reading the title of this song, I want to eat hawthorn. It's all because of "Great Country Cuisine" what I want to eat now." !"

"I was going to refund the ticket, but then I thought that Peng Zhengchu had nothing to do with the movie. I hope the movie really has such a sweet theme song!"

Looking at the comments of major music software, director Wen Zhiye finally let go of the stone hanging in his heart.

If there was no "Love in the Hawthorn Tree" written by Jiang Yan, I am afraid that few audiences would watch the film's premiere.

The night before the premiere, Xi Youle mustered up the courage to call Jiang Yan.

"Good brother, are you free tomorrow?"

Xi Youle asked softly.

"My good sister is looking for me, of course I'm free."

"Then let's go to the movies tomorrow." Xi Youle suggested.

"Okay, see you at the company tomorrow!"

Jiang Yan hung up the phone.

This time, it won't be a case of watching a movie with four women at once.

Tomorrow is Thursday, Mu Qingya is busy with company affairs, Jiang Luoli is filming, and Xuan Yiran is still working overtime.

"He agreed?"

Little green tea Feng Lingyu looked at the excited Xi Youle.

"Yeah, good brother agrees!"

"Hmph, let me expose his identity as a scumbag this time!" Feng Lingyu clenched her fists and said in her heart!
PS: There is still time at [-] o'clock.

(End of this chapter)