Return to the exciting era of 1999

Chapter 2022: Batch, Disgusting, Mechanical Art
"I want to do it, and I promise I can do it well. I will put the affairs of these countries in order. There will be absolutely no problem. Mr. Xin, please tell Mr. Ji that I will definitely not let him down!"

If I continue to make excuses at this time, Xin Li might really find someone else.

Philip decided not to gamble. If he really had such a factory in his hands, he could at least have his way with the other party in ASEAN for the rest of his life, and that would be enough.

"Okay, the company will arrange things for you next. Don't worry. We will continue to make chips here. In the early stage of factory preparation, all chips will still be re-exported."

"We will merge the sales during this period into FT Electromechanical's financial statements. In addition, our settlement center in Singapore will make appropriate concessions. We are also registered in Singapore for One Ten Investments, so you don't have to worry about the formalities."

In the following days, Philip became a complete tool. He had to do whatever Yiyuan Zhizao arranged for him to do, and he was full of emotions almost every day.

With the support of FT Electromechanical, he has regained his confidence and his eyes are clear again. The richest man in the Philippines is back.

The fact was the same as Ji Sanchuan expected. The whole world was beginning to lack chips. When they heard that Philip could invest in a chip company, not only the other party's officials, but also the local banks lined up to meet Philip. They treated him as an honored guest. Those who had urged him to pay back the money in the past now greeted him with a smile.

Phillip saw almost no one, and after going through numerous hardships, the other party finally saw Ji Sanchuan.

"Boss Ji, this is the new song preliminaries for this year. We plan to hold it online. Here are a few popular singers. Are there any you particularly like? We will give them priority recommendations."

Philip has produced several cross-border cultural cooperation programs, and this year is the right time.

Ji Donglai came to see several singers, especially Chinese singers. In order to please Ji Donglai, Philip deliberately pushed these people forward, especially some young singers. Ji Donglai looked at everyone carefully. Among them, the one with the highest popularity was a white-haired man who was dressed in fancy clothes.

"Who is this ghost-like singer? Why is he so smeared with makeup? He looks even more stupid than the Shamatte of our era. Does anyone know him?"

Holding the photo, Ji Donglai asked the group of people in front of him. Philip's eyes widened, and Zhao Shuying took a look and said he didn't recognize him.

"Kun Tsai!"

Philip's English was not very good, and Ji Donglai didn't remember what he said even after he spoke it twice.

Then he wrote in Chinese. Ji Donglai looked at it carefully and seemed to have some impression in his mind. In his previous life, a certain old artist was criticized by a bunch of brainless people because of this woman, a milk dog or a 00 killer.

"Play a song for me!"

Ji Donglai didn't know that this freak looked like this. Only now did he realize that he looked like this, like a ghost.

Because of Qi Jia, Ji Donglai is also a fan of extreme sound effects. He used to like watching videos, but now? Ji Donglai spends much more time listening to lossless high-definition music every day than those people.

Wait wait wait, There's somethin' I forgot to tell you, Wait wait wait, There's somethin' I forgot to say, Baby I wasn't everything I was supposed to be
Philip turned on the recording device. As soon as he started talking, Ji Donglai immediately sat up, took a look at the document, and confirmed that the other party's background information was written as China.

"Is this a Chinese person? Singing foreign songs and hitting the charts of your Chinese-language shows? What are you thinking? It's true that "One Yuan Variety Show" is for the world, but we Chinese still need to find someone to translate it for us, right?"

"Get rid of this ghost-like guy, what is this? This is the first time I've seen this. How did you choose the program? It's really been handed over to you for too long, and the program has been completely changed." Seeing that the program he had worked hard to accumulate was ruined by Philip and others, Ji Donglai wanted to skin them alive. Philip immediately asked his men to do it.

An unsigned contract was returned to a middle-aged woman, and the next singer was immediately replaced.

"What? If you don't sign with us, does your organizer not want to run the show anymore? This is the first time our Kun Kun has been rejected. Do you know how popular our Kun Kun is in China? Let me tell you, our Kun Kun is a superstar. Without us, your show won't be able to go on at all."

"Tell your organizers to come here and apologize immediately. Right now. I'll give you a chance, otherwise you can forget about getting this show off. Do you know who we are? In China, your show won't go on unless we agree!"

"Do you know that our tens of millions of fans of Jia Kunkun know that we can make fans boycott your program completely with just a few words, and make it impossible for you to continue in China. I am giving you a chance, you must cherish it, understand? Our arrival will help you, not you giving us a chance!"

The middle-aged woman yelled at the staff member who notified her.

The staff member felt very aggrieved at this time. He was just a messenger. Why are you angry with me? Besides, candidates, you signed up by yourselves. We didn't invite you to come. Did we sign a contract for you?

She was so angry that she couldn't get on stage. The other party tried to explain, but the middle-aged woman just wouldn't listen and started making a scene at the main stage. Because no one from the production team paid attention, the other party called and a group of people really came to the scene and started making a scene.

"We must have our Kun Kun on stage, otherwise we will boycott your show. What a crappy show, it's not famous at all. We must have our Kun Kun."

"Where is your leader? Come out and apologize to our Kun Kun, or you will all die..."

Under such special circumstances, Philip and another organizing unit were both stunned.

It was just a singing show, but the other party's reaction was too big! He organized people to attack the production team whether he would come to the show or not. Who would dare to use this person?
"Where did you find these social giant babies, and then you organized a bunch of idiots to support it? It's a high-quality program, international, and our goal is to spread Chinese culture. What the hell is this? Are you trying to embarrass yourself abroad? I'm disappointed in you. What the hell is this?"

Ji Donglai listened to several people's programs in a row, and they were all pretentious and mechanical. There was no emotion in them at all. It was not something that people could watch.

"Boss Ji, this should be good now, right?"

The organizer of a certain program, who is quite famous in China, was wearing a beret, a mustache, and looked embarrassed.

If all these are really useless, then the other party will be left with no one under his command. Ji Dong looked at the other party and frowned.

"follow me!"

Ji Donglai took a few people into his study, turned on his top-notch audio equipment, picked a song at random, and then turned on the AI ​​model.

The next moment, heavenly music began to play from the speakers. The producer wearing a beret began to wave his hands to the melody of the music. Ji Donglai only played it for three minutes.

(End of this chapter)