China Entertainment: I really don’t want to live with the queen

Xu Chen's attitude was cold.

but.

There are many people in this place, and they have dismissed Gao Xiaosong's face. Offending this person, with Gao Xiaosong's status and bastard temperament, is not worth the loss.

"Mr. Gao, look at this, it's no coincidence that we have an appointment." Xu Chen pointed to the clock on the wall and declined, "Mr. Gao, you think it's better than this. If I have time another day, I'll treat Mr. Gao to a cup of tea." "

"Okay." Gao Xiaosong's plump face smiled.

Xu Chen was about to leave when Gao Xiaosong stretched out his hand to hold him and asked shamelessly: "Mr. Xu, what specific date are you talking about?"

"Uh..." Xu Chen was stiff and couldn't say: "Eighth, thirty-second, twenty-five: sixty-four in the evening."

Think about it.

He patted his forehead and said in annoyance: "Mr. Gao, look at this, I've been busy lately. Well, I'm going out to eat. If Mr. Gao doesn't mind, why not just have a casual meal."

"That's perfect." Gao Xiaosong nodded: "Mr. Xu, let's do this. I'll arrange the meal."

"Really?" Xu Chen's voice was slightly higher.

"Natural." Gao Xiaosong was short and stocky, like the black whirlwind Li Kui, who engraved Song Jiang's heart. He said elegantly: "Mr. Mr. Xu has not yet found a music company for his album. Maitian Music has a small amount of capital and is willing to support Mr. Xu. How do you think Mr. Xu is doing?"

Gao Xiaosong found out the details of Xu Chen.

Freelance musician, just rejected Mo Yan, suspected of not being able to negotiate a "signing".

Maitian Music has no concerns about "Magic Rock", and with Gao Xiaosong's professional vision...

Xu Chen is handsome and proficient in playing various instruments, playing and singing. He is also a rare songwriter and singer.

As long as it works a little, it is a sharp sword that can open up new territories.

Gao Xiaosong considers himself a hero in the Mainland music scene, and he is a worthy hero. This time he recruited Xu Chen, and he was able to capture him with ease, and he showed the demeanor of Liu Huangshu who visited the thatched cottage three times and treated the virtuous corporal.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Xu Chen raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Mr. Gao, in that case, do you mind if I bring a few friends."

"..." Gao Xiaosong was silent for a moment, with a smile on his face: "There are so many people and it's so lively. It's natural to get to know Mr. Xu's friends."

Xu Chen quickly called Lao Tang, Xiao Zheng, and Huang Bo...

He didn't plan to eat at first. It would cost money to eat out, but he didn't expect to meet Gao Xiaosong, who was taken advantage of!

A group of people marched to the Shandong cuisine private restaurant in the alley deep inside the flowers.

The standard of the restaurant is quite high. It was originally a place where the kings and queens would gather for dinner when they were recording songs.

noon.

There were not many people in the lobby, just a few tables scattered around.

Several people chose a place near the window.

Like a monkey, Xiao Zheng rushed to the chair next to Xu Chen and sat down. He leaned forward, poured a glass of water in front of Xu Chen, lowered his head shyly, and muttered: "Xu Chen, drink water."

"Xiao Zheng'er, I also want to drink water." Huang Bo grinned, pursed his lips, and winked: "I'll pour a glass for your brother, too."

"You can't pour it yourself!" Xiao Zheng lowered the corner of his mouth and talked about his sleeves: "You have no hands or feet. If you drink water, someone else has to pour it. I am not Miss Ou. I am used to you like a caterpillar. ."

Xu Chen thought inwardly, "You deserve it. You are the only one who has a wife. I will have millions of female fans in the future!"

Respect the old and love the young.

Xu Chen held the kettle and gave Lao Tang a cup.

This old guy is a mature man and knows the secret to eating your own food, which is to eat your own food and talk less nonsense.

He pinched his beard with his fingers and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Xu Chen raised his head and looked across the hotel.

Near the window on the left, a thin, "rock" style strange man nodded to him.

Xu Chen didn't recognize him, so he didn't care and smiled back.

…………

Gao Xiaosong spread his legs and sat like a tiger.

Although Xiao Chen is just a small receptionist, her uncle is Zhang Xiaowei, the boss of Baihua Deep, who has always been aggressive and domineering. Yan Zhihu surrendered and sat down with Xu Chen.

Gao Xiaosong admired Xu Chen more and more and thought he was "Aaron Kwok from the Mainland". He paused and smiled and said, "Where is Mr. Xu from?"

"Shanghai." Xu Chen said the place where he lived in his previous life.

"Shanghai is a good place with outstanding people. It is the forefront of China's construction and the achievements of our old leaders are outstanding."

Gao Xiaosong is knowledgeable and knows his way around nonsense. He is known as the "Inventor of History".

Xu Chen was a place name. He talked nonsensically for a long time, but he still had more to say. He sipped his tea and said, "Mr. Xu is proficient in all musical instruments in Class 18. He is worthy of being a young talent who has inherited the legacy of Huangpu. I heard that Mr. Xu rejected the offer of Magic Rock." Zhang Peiren, I wonder what Mr. Xu thinks about the current Chinese music scene?"

Xu Chen has a mane on his back, he is short and tight as expected, his thoughts are very dangerous and his speech is refined!

At this time.

The waiter served the dishes. Shandong cuisine is a Shandong cuisine. It is full of color, flavor and flavor. All the classic dishes served are: "Yipin Tofu", "White Braised Four Treasures", "Nine-turn Large Intestine"...

On the dish.

Huang Bo and Lao Tang were holding bowls of rice and cooking.

Xu Chen's taste buds were secreting saliva like crazy. These past few days, Xiao Ou's home-cooked meals were all served, and all the restaurants he went to were barbecues from more than half a month ago...

His eyes turned green.

He was about to use his chopsticks to kill everyone.

When the ignorant Gao Xiaosong saw that Xu Chen was silent, he thought that Xu Chen had a cold temperament, just like Menghulu Pushu. He pointed at the "first-grade tofu" and said elegantly: "Mr. Xu, you don't know yet. This first-grade tofu is popular among the people." There is a saying..."

"..."

Huang Bo and Lao Tang cook whatever Gao Xiaosong tells them to cook. Listening to this makes Mongzi amused and whets his appetite.

Seeing that the food was about to disappear, Xu Chen put down his chopsticks and said in a low voice: "Mr. Gao is very knowledgeable about folklore and allusions. He can pick up anecdotes and anecdotes at your fingertips. I admire him. I don't have much culture. I don't know anything about the Chinese music scene. I only know a few songs. Let’s eat together.”

Gao Xiaosong's fat face flashed with a smile.

He treated the virtuous corporal with small results. Xu Chen's compliments made him feel happy and said: "Mr. Xu, you are too humble. In the past, Liu Huangshu and Cao Mengde had a drink and talked about heroes. The current affairs in the world were just two people behind. In my opinion, Mr. Xu is The "heroes" in Cao Mengde's words and Brother Xu's songs are nothing more than pearls covered in dust and no one has discovered them."

Gao Xiaosong sat upright, looked directly at Xu Chen, raised the corners of his mouth, and said calmly: "Mr. Xu, I heard that you once rejected Magic Rock because of "signing a contract". Wheatfield Music welcomes you. I can promise that if you don't sign a contract, you will share the profit." Mr. Xu can mention it as long as he doesn’t lose money! Wheatfield music is fine.”

"The vision of Wheatfield Music is to make it easy to release songs in the world, so that everyone in the world can listen to songs, and to allow singers who are trapped in reality to realize their dreams in the music industry..."

Gao Xiao stood up and sang "Huo" with confidence and the spirit of a great man: "Mr. Xu, join us! Wheatfield Music needs you!"

"..."

Huang Bo and Lao Tang's eyes widened, dumbfounded!

Xu Chen looked at the gap and pushed the "Nine-turn Large Intestine" in front of Huang Bo, and exchanged it for the "Black Cloud Holding the Moon", which was boiled pigeon eggs with seaweed.

Finally, a dish was saved. This trip was not in vain, so Xu Chen relaxed a little.

Raising his head, Xu Chen smiled and said: "Mr. Gao, your speech is really wonderful, but I have no idea of ​​cooperation at the moment, sorry."

Huang Bo coughed chokingly, his eyes could eat a cow, and he leaned forward, but he was just in the way of someone, otherwise he would have to beat Xu Chen.

Lao Tang looked thoughtful.

For "Wheatfield Music", it may be a little difficult for mainland labels to be ranked in the top three, but there is definitely no suspense in the top ten.

Such a big label.

Normally singers rush to get there, and it doesn't matter if they sign a "contract of sale."

The label is picky and arrogant, trying to stay on top of Diaoyutai.

Now.

"Wheatfield Music", the well-known Mainland musician Gao Xiaosong, a courtesy corporal, respectfully invites Xu Chen to come out. The conditions are favorable, and he will not sign a "sale contract" and the album will be divided into any shares.

Maitian Music does not want to make money. It is purely because Gao Xiaosong has a good vision and Xu Chen's future is unlimited. "Maitian" may follow Xu Chen's future and become a major label in the mainland.

This kind of cooperation is up to anyone to see...

It’s all “Wheatfield Music” that suffers!

But.

Xu Chen refused.

Ignorant of praise, stubborn, arrogant...

Huang Bo and Lao Tang had only one idea at this moment.

Xu Chen must be mentally ill!