Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 62 Termination of Contract
[The number of views of 100 million in the previous article has been revised to 30 million. 100 million is an exaggeration]

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Tang Jianglan felt that her eyelids had been twitching since she got up in the morning.

After washing up, I was still dancing, as if I had eaten Xuanmai and couldn't stop.

"What's going on?" Tang Jianglan said to himself, took a washcloth, dipped it in some cold water, and applied it to his right eyelid.

But to no avail, just like that, I jumped all the way to the company.

It made her feel quite irritable.

"Let's sort out today's agenda, have a meeting before get off work at noon, and sort out the fourth quarter performance report as soon as possible. Also, if any of the company's artists are idle, quickly arrange a variety show for them."

Tang Jianglan speaks very fast, and her assistant takes notes even faster. The whole company has a forced and resolute feeling.

After arranging things, Tang Jianglan looked at the dressing mirror she carried with her, but her eyelids still couldn't stop.

"It's so annoying. Oh, let's solve the problem." She said to herself, picked up her phone and sent Liu Shuangcheng a message.

"Let Mai Zishan send an apology letter to the public, and then two original songs, and I will agree to cancel the essay."

After sending the message, she put down her phone and her eyelids finally felt better.

Three minutes passed, five minutes passed.

ten minutes.

Liu Shuangcheng still hasn’t sent any message!
"What's going on? It's so early in the morning, where are people?" Tang Jianglan picked up the phone, feeling confused.

If Liu Shuangcheng saw the news, he would definitely reply immediately. She would be equivalent to letting Mai Zishan live.

Another ten minutes passed, and Liu Shuangcheng still didn't reply.

Tang Jianglan put a question mark and sent it over.

I saw a red exclamation mark!
???

How dare he?

Who gave him the courage?

You actually deleted me?
Tang Jianglan's eyelids, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again.

She was angry at first, wishing she could tear Liu Shuangcheng to pieces at this moment.

But professional inertia made her think closely, why did this situation happen?
Is it possible that Liu Shuangcheng has given up on Mai Zishan as an artist?

Tang Jianglan held her forehead and thought, if Liu Shuangcheng really gave up on Mai Zishan, it meant that she had gone too far. She would rather be broken than destroyed, and it would be no good for anyone.

"It's really upsetting..."

"It seems that this Mai Zishan was played to death by me, so Liu Shuangcheng became so angry that he deleted me."

Tang Jianglan felt better after making a judgment.

Play to death, play to death, there are countless new singers on the market every year, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Zifeng stuck his head out.

Tang Jianglan put on a smile on her face. Although there were many singers and artists in her company, Zhang Zifeng was just one of them, and he was not even close to the top, but Zhang Zifeng made her feel at ease and comfortable.

Well, the feeling of moving forward and retreating freely.

"What's wrong?" Tang Jianglan asked.

Zhang Zifeng's face was full of hesitation, but his next words made the smile on Tang Jianglan's face completely freeze.

"Sister Tang, I don't want to renew the contract. Please terminate the contract for me. I have negotiated with another agency."

Zhang Zifeng did not look into her eyes the whole time.

The atmosphere was silent.

Outside Tang Jianglan's office, a group of people listened nervously.

"Why?" Tang Jianglan's face turned pale.

"Because there are too many things, and your various decisions have caused too many things. Originally, I had no feelings for Mai Zishan. If he uses my previous team, let him use it. What does it have to do with me, but you are unwilling , I still have to write a short essay, making things more and more complicated." "But I'm doing it all for you." Tang Jianglan blurted out.

"I no longer have the heart to write songs. Do you know how many people came to my account to scold me in one night? It's because of Mai Zishan. They said I slandered Mai Zishan and said I was disgusting." Zhang Zifeng became angrier as he spoke.

Tang Jianglan was stunned: "You mean Mai Zishan invited some navy soldiers to scold you?"

"What kind of navy troops are there? They are all real people. You don't know yet?"

"what do you know?"

"Mai Zishan's live broadcast last night, where she sang live, had 30 million viewers. It's crazy! If I were to live broadcast, with this number, I would wake up laughing even in my dreams!"

Tang Jianglan was stunned, but Zhang Zifeng was still talking, getting angrier as he spoke.

"I don't even know Mai Zishan, and I don't want to have too many interactions. From the beginning to the end, you didn't consider my ideas when making decisions. You insisted on letting him go against me. As a result, I am in such big trouble now. How can I get along in the future?"

Tang Jianglan had just come to her senses at this time, "Thirty million people? How is that possible?"

Mai Zishan is not a beautiful girl who can sing and dance. How can she, a middle-aged man, sing a song that has 30 million views?

"Since last night, people haven't stopped scolding me. I really can't stand it anymore! I want to terminate the agency contract with you!" Zhang Zifeng showed that he was no longer green, and his tone was firm.

"I, he, how can he have so much traffic?" Tang Jianglan was speechless.

"I don't know." Zhang Zifeng finished his sentence, turned around and left.

The office staff on the entire floor watching the show behind him automatically made way for him.

Then this group of theatergoers looked at Tang Jianglan secretly again.

At this moment, Tang Jianglan was sitting on the office chair, her eyes were blank, her right eyelid was twitching wildly, her whole figure seemed to have aged instantly, and her wavy hairstyle had lost its color.

She finally understood why her eyelids started twitching as soon as she got up.

……

As soon as Mai Zishan opened his eyes, it was already noon.

At the moment he is in the suburban house he bought.

High emotional intelligence: battle-damaged version decoration style.

Low emotional intelligence: rough, only one bed.

Mai Zishan sat up and rubbed his face vigorously to drive away the sleepiness.

In my impression, everyone else went to stay in the hotel and looked down upon his house.

Mai Zishan looked around, and now he didn't like this house anymore.

These days, from songs, live broadcasts, gifts, and wages from the company, he already has six to seven hundred thousand in hand.

It was because of the same amount of compensation that he refused to leave in Hearing China.

But now he has it easily. Just a few days ago, he transferred 300,000 yuan to his parents in his hometown, which shocked the old couple and made them ten years younger.

Mai Zishan sat on the edge of the bed, took a few deep breaths, stood up, and washed himself.

It was time to return to the company. At this moment, he really wanted to organize all the songs he had sung and release them into an album.

This is a lot of work, and it will probably be enough to keep you busy for a while.

……

In the meantime, move towards the Era.

Lin Xinyue was extremely busy.

The boss is gone, Yang Di is gone, and several musicians shared by the company are gone, and they all disappeared at the same time as the group.

There are a lot of artists waiting for food, recording songs, releasing albums, marketing operations, everything.

"Where have you all gone!"

Lin Xinyue cursed in her heart.

(End of this chapter)