Perfect Superstar

Chapter 140: Unknowing the Good Heart

Jing Sihuan, Delong Building.

The Delong Building is famous for its high-rise financial and commercial district, which brings together a number of first-class entertainment media and music production companies such as Tianjin Music Workshop, Gold Disk Culture, Sunshine Records and more.

So the people who work in this building can often see the star idols coming in and out, find a corner outside the building, maybe there are entertainment reporters, commonly known as paparazzi, squatting there.

Hundred Generations Cultural Brokerage is also in the Delon Building, although the medium size of the brokerage company is not comparable to that of Gold Disk Culture, and the office is located on the poorly located 7th floor.

There is a saying in the entertainment industry that if more companies are in the same building, the stronger the reputation, the higher the residency, otherwise they prefer to find another place rather than reside in the house.

This may not be a very reliable statement, but at least in the Delon Building, the situation is pretty much the same.

Nonetheless, it is not an ordinary small company that is able to occupy a seat in the Delon Building.

With dozens of artists and hundreds of practitioners under the umbrella of Hundred Generations Cultural Brokerage Corporation, there are no fewer celebrity idols in the artists who have already made their way out, and their strength is acceptable.

There are said to be as many as 2,000 entertainment brokerage firms in the capital, but only a tenth of them are truly qualified.

More than 1pm is the hottest time in the weather.

Though the central air conditioning in the Delon Building was working well and the air conditioning was adequate, the gentleness of sitting in the office was still boring. He drank two bottles of frozen mineral water, and there was still an unknown evil fire running through his body, causing his forehead to constantly exuding fine sweat.

This 40-year-old middle-aged fat man is the head of the Brokerage Department of Hundred Generations Cultural Brokerage Corporation.

The Brokerage Department is the most important division of the brokerage firm, with a senior and middle level of leadership.

However, Wen Zhiyuan has never had the pleasure of holding power. Because the agency has a large budget of power, there are many mother-in-law who reach out, far away are the general manager, director, deputy general manager, deputy director, nearest department manager and deputy manager, and his senior supervisor all have three.

Aside from one of the trainee supervisors, none of the other two were very good.

Wen Zhiyuan, on the one hand, has to manage his artists and brokers, and on the other hand, he has to guard against his competitors in the same department. Let alone how uncomfortable life is.

Especially in recent times, several of Wen Zhiyuan's signed artists have been disturbed. One of them made a scene and was exposed by the media. He desperately wiped his ass and was ridiculed by the PR department.

Wen Zhiyuan really wanted to quit, but thinking that it would take another 15 years to repay the mortgage...

He had to endure.

Bang, bang!

The door of the room was suddenly knocked.

Wen Zhi couldn't help but straighten his waist bar and grabbed the paper towel on the table and wiped the sweat off his face.

Dropping the wipes quickly, he sighed and said, "Come in! ”

In front of his subordinates, Wen Zhiyuan is still very image conscious, otherwise it is difficult to create awe.

The door was pushed open and the two women walked back and forth.

When I saw a middle-aged woman walking in front of me, Wen Zhiyuan felt like she was already a big head again!

Brain Renzi is in pain.

The middle-aged woman was dressed very nicely, wearing long skirts, high heels, leather bags and jewellery are all famous brands, but her appearance is really sorry for these expensive colors, not only ordinary but slightly murderous.

But she obviously didn't feel awkward, and her nostrils were high up her toes, as if she was the owner.

And the woman behind the middle-aged woman is undoubtedly much younger and prettier. Dan Feng-eyed Willow Leaf eyebrow makeup is sophisticated, with an arrogant look, but a little similar to the former.

Stepping forward, the young woman smiled and greeted: "Director Wen...”

Wen Zhiyuan sighed darkly in his heart. A smile was barely squeezed out of his face: “Shu Hui, you're here. ”

Zhang Shuhui, a signed artist from Baidu Cultural Brokerage Company, just came out two months ago.

The middle-aged woman who came with Zhang Shuhui was Zhang Qiong, the agent of Zhang Shuhui, and also her own aunt.

This person is not ordinary, has a spicy personality and is related to the upper management of the company.

Although Zhang Qiong was nominally Wen Zhiyuan's subordinate, Wen Zhiyuan could not actually command the master.

The so-called proud warriors, you two are!

There is no need to guess, Wen Zhiyuan also knows that the other party is not good.

He was so tired of his heart, he still had to smile: “Sit down. Sit down. ”

Zhang Qiong was not welcome at all. He pulled Zhang Shuhui and sat down on the couch. Then he opened the door and asked: "Director Wen, I heard you applied for a sum of money to buy Sook Hui a song, right? ”

Wen Zhi nodded and said, "Yes, a total of 200,000. I've...”

According to the company's rules, signed artists such as Zhang Shuhui, which involves important expenses in the development of packaging and publicity promotion, need to make an application before they can be appropriated.

This is also one of Wen Zhiyuan's greatest powers as the head of the brokerage department.

He applied for the funds for Zhang Shuhui in order to make the grandmother stop and live a long life.

“I know!”

Zhang Qiong interrupted Wen Zhiyuan's words directly and asked: “I heard you were going to invite a new person to a song, and one song is 250,000 yuan, isn't it? ”

Wen Zhiyuan suppressed his inner dissatisfaction, patiently explaining: "Here's the thing...”

“This new guy is unusual. He's the winner of the Chinese singing championship, and he writes songs on the original music board, and he leads the circle, and he's a very talented singer, and I think...”

“Director Wen! ”

Zhang Qiong interrupted again: “I don't think any newcomer works worth 250,000, even if his work is on the original list? His creative style is completely out of line with my Sook-hye. How can he write well? ”

“This money can be applied for, Sook-hye and I have both contributed, so I don't agree with you buying a song from the new guy Lu Chen. It's too risky, I think Xi Yu would be a better choice. ”

Her lips flashed faintly: “250,000, enough to buy three songs! ”

Wen Zhiyuan was irritated by her “Did you eat the kickback" look, which caused bluish bumps on the temple.

Almost ran off on the spot!

Oh, my God, poor thing! He bought a song from Lu Chen in the sincere interest of Zhang Shuhui.

Zhang Shuhui has been out as a new-generation singer for some time. Although the company has spent a lot of effort packaging and spewing, it has not pushed it up because there are currently many homogeneous newcomers in the entertainment industry.

In terms of appearance, Zhang Shuhui is not the prettiest, she sings, she is just a normal standard of qualification, talent...

Cough! Without talking about talent, she doesn't have any distinct features and advantages. If she wants to go red, she must find another way.

Buying an excellent piece suitable for Zhang Shuhui is the way Wen Zhiyuan came up with.

In the popular orchestra, there has always been the term "human beings singing red", the original ordinary singer sang a good song, maybe it will become red, even if it is about packaging speculation now, but the factors of the work are still important.

A lot of people are desperately singing, imitating, and even copying European, American, Japanese, and Korean works. Why is that?

As the new singer who rose rapidly in the popular orchestra, Wen Zhi had been watching Lu Chen for a long time, knowing that the latter had opened a studio, he had sent someone to contact him.

Until the end of "Singing China", Wen Zhiyuan finally made up his mind to buy songs from Lu Chen at high prices.

Because he believes that Lu Chen has strong enough creative skills.

Never thought that his heart and heart had been questioned by Zhang Qiong!

By “Xi Yu," he is an early famous songwriter who specializes in love songs and saliva songs and has always had business connections with Baiyu Cultural Brokerage Company.

250,000 is indeed enough to invite Nishiyu to three songs, but Wen Zhiyuan thinks the talent is running out.

If you compare, Lu Chen is like the first rising sun, full of vitality and vitality.

Nishiyu, it's a sunset coming down the mountain!

As for style, it's not a big deal.

Wen Zhi wanted to explain it more patiently, but Zhang Qiong's eyes chilled him.

He bent down again with a straight waist and said, "You have a point. All right, do what you want. Invite Xi Yu to sing. ”

Seeing Wen Zhiyuan's dismal expression, Zhang Shuhui, who had never spoken, was a little impatient. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Qiong: “Auntie...”

Zhang Qiong squeezed her hand and said: “Listen to me. If Director Wen agrees, it's fine. ”

She got up and said, "Excuse me, let's go. ”

Wen Zhi waved his hand far too powerlessly to look at each other's proud mouth.

He knew that Zhang Qiong's real intention was to argue for power.

After Zhang Qiong and Zhang Shuhui left, Wen Zhi took a long time to calm down and smiled.

What the fuck is that called?

Tingling Bell ~

At this time, the phone on the table rang.

Wen Zhiyuan reached out and picked up.

There was a sweet voice from the receptionist: “Director Wen, a Mr. Lu Chen is here to see you. ”

Wen Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with Lu Chen Studio in the afternoon.

They're coming to the door!

This is really troublesome. Wen Zhi can't help but slap himself.

Of course, he can let Lu Chen go directly, but this way he will completely sin people to death, and spread the word in disgrace, it is definitely not a wise choice.

But how can Wen Zhiyuan tell Lu Chen that his artists don't listen and don't want to buy his songs?

You're still guilty!

“Hey, hey! Director Wen, are you there? ”

Wen Zhiyuan woke up and said hastily: "Yes, you ask this Mr. Lu to sit down in the reception room first. Be sure to warmly entertain him. I'll come over as soon as I've handled the matter at hand! ”

The receptionist said, “Okay. ”

Drop the phone, Wen Zhi is already sweaty, almost full of tears.

Ta-da!

The office door was knocked again.

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I'm so sorry I couldn't make it to the third at night.

PS: The author, Jun, belongs to the Slow Hand Party, and it often takes hours of carving to write a chapter, and there are no manuscripts. I didn't do what I promised, I owe you, so I won't ask for votes, please forgive me.