Entertainment: I am a professor in the Department of Hybrid Healing in the music circle

[We Asheng fans want to seek justice for our brother, form a team online, I will provide weapons and you will contribute! 】

"I rely on me, does Ah Sheng have so many fans?"

"Is it true that these executives have something to do?"

"There are just enough five 'directors', Lai, Li, Zeng, Sun, Zhang, all five internationally renowned directors!"

"Damn, I'll laugh first, this is definitely a high-level black hahaha..."

"Now I really want to see how exciting the expressions of the Chuxing executives are!"

"..."

In the office, Li Hansheng was terrified: "These idiot supervisors, am I digging your ancestral grave or sleeping with your wife, are you so black?"

"That Sun Qian is really a grandson, only love you uncle, is it disgusting?"

The Chuxing high-level over there.

All the shareholders are basically constipated, with extremely gloomy expressions, as uncomfortable as if ink was splashed all over their face.

When he got off work, Chairman Jiang held another meeting and asked Li Hansheng to attend by name.

"Li Hansheng, explain these trolls." One of the shareholders asked with a dark face.

"Dear shareholders, listen to my explanation. These comments are definitely high-level hackers. I don't know them at all, let alone invited trolls! And those users are obviously fans of Blooming!"

Li Hansheng is extremely aggrieved now, and he has to face the anger of these shareholders after taking the blame. It is too difficult to be a supervisor these days.

"I will not pursue the fans of Bloom for the time being. How do you explain Zeng Yingjie from Zhanmang, Sun Qian from Thunderbolt, and Zhang Que from Star Entertainment?"

Jiang Han was so furious that someone dared to call all Chu Xing to eat shit, and he couldn't swallow it no matter what.

"That idiot Zeng, Qude Zhang and his grandson just wanted to muddy the water because they were watching the fun!" Li Hansheng tried his best to explain.

After 10 minutes of explanation, Li Hansheng calmed down the anger of these old shareholders.

After work, Li Hansheng stopped a rental car downstairs from the company.

"Why...it's you again?" The driver brother recognized Li Hansheng immediately when he saw him.

Isn't this Nima the mentally ill passenger that was picked up at noon?

"Go to the administrative office." Li Hansheng was a little angry, but the anger was not directed at the driver brother.

However, the driver brother thought that the mental patient was going to beat him in anger, so he hurriedly drove him to the administrative office road, without daring to delay at all.

On the way, Li Hansheng became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he flew into a rage with the car window open: "Damn it, a group of idiots from the top management of Chuxing, don't they have a brain when they look at problems? I will be reprimanded by you, you should really eat shit Already!"

"Damn idiot Zeng, I'll fuck your big Y's grandson, and that wicked Zhang whose ancestral grave was dug up, don't let me catch your little pigtails! I'll fuck your big bastard!"

"..."

The driver brother started to panic, with sweat on his forehead, and intentionally or unintentionally took out a small wrench with his right hand from the small interlayer in the middle.

Li Hansheng noticed this, and subconsciously asked: "Brother driver, don't you drive a taxi? Why do you still have a wrench with you?"

"Ah me?" The driver brother saw Li Hansheng from the inside rearview mirror, and the two looked at each other for two seconds, the driver tried to argue: "I drive a taxi, and I often have to repair the car by myself, so it is reasonable to carry a wrench with the car, right? "

"That's right, I run a taxi every day, and the vehicle sometimes needs minor repairs." After Li Hansheng finished speaking, he continued to roar, greeting the eighteenth generation of Zeng Yingjie's ancestors over and over again.

When the driver put the wrench back into the small interlayer, Li Hansheng clearly saw that there was a knife, a small hammer, and most importantly, a bottle of anti-wolf spray?

"Is this knife also used for car repair?" Li Hansheng was curious.

"Sometimes some wires of the vehicle are short-circuited, and a knife must be used to cut them open, brother, right?" The driver brother couldn't make it up.

"What about the anti-wolf sprayer?" Li Hansheng was startled. Could it be that this driver was molested by a man?

"Those of us who run taxis often work overtime until late at night, and occasionally meet some mentally ill people, and some people like to have fun, so it is reasonable to bring a bottle of anti-wolf spray?" The driver said while wiping his sweat.

"Hey, it turns out that your job is so dangerous. It's really hard work." Li Hansheng always felt that something was wrong, why did he feel that the driver brother was alluding to himself?

After arriving at Administrative Office Road, Li Hansheng got out of the car, and the driver kicked the accelerator and drove away from this place.

"Damn, I'm going to find a fortune teller to tell me a fortune. Is it not advisable to go out today? Why did you encounter that psychopath again?"

The driver brother put the wrench back into the small interlayer: "I swear, if I come to that area to run a taxi again, I will be a dog!"

Chapter 60 Talking about the dream of ruling the country

That night, Director Lai took all the staff from the composition department to the five-star hotel next door to have a big meal.

Although it is a bit expensive to bring so many employees to a five-star hotel to eat, he has already reported it to the vice president. Since Lin Yao gave them too much surprise this time, the meal expenses below [-] yuan can be reimbursed.

Then how can Alai miss this great opportunity to squeeze the company's wool.

Combed a shiny back hair, put on a formal suit, tied a tie, and took a group of "brothers" into the long-lost five-star hotel.

"Today, the supervisor will bring you to see the big world. Later, you will straighten your back. Don't make exaggerated expressions when you see everything. It will lose our blooming face."

Alai walked to the front desk of the hotel with a cigar in his mouth, "Arrange me the best private room in your hotel."

The lady at the front desk saw that Ah Lai was dressed in extraordinary clothes and brought so many younger brothers, so she gave him the best private room without hesitation.

"The supreme private room needs to spend at least 20 yuan tonight. If the consumption is less than 20 yuan, it will be directly calculated as 20 yuan." The lady at the front desk reminded enthusiastically.

A Lai was almost choked: "How much... How much? Spending 20 yuan?"

Realizing that he had lost his composure, he straightened up and said, "It's only 20 yuan. I'm so poor that I only have money left... In fact, we can also consider spending about 10 yuan in a private room."

What the hell, I pretended to be big when I came up... Alai was depressed.

Behind him, Zhang Dehua lowered his voice and commented: "The supervisor is really pretending."

Wang Zifan also discussed in a low voice: "It seems that the supervisors are not as rich as us."

Jin Yangming: "If I only release one song a year, plus my previous works, my annual income will be at least two or three million yuan. It seems that we have seen more worlds than managers, right?"

Zhang Dehua: "Your grandma, since we are so rich, why do we let the supervisor pretend to be bullying? His monthly salary plus commission seems to be just over 2 yuan."

After Dehua finished, he said: "No need, we need the supreme private room, we are poor and only have money left."

Shocked, Alai came over and said in a low voice, "Don't hurt me, the company only reimburses 10 yuan, and my card only has 14 yuan."

Dehua waved his hand and said: "You are the boss worth hundreds of millions, and only the supreme private room is worthy of your temperament. How can you let the boss pay for such a small place? Let the younger brother do it for you."

After speaking, he took out a purple card, "Miss, swipe the card directly, deduct 20, and make up for the excess after our boss is full of food and drink."

The young lady at the front desk was not polite either. After swiping the card, she was shocked, and she realized that it was a purple card.

This is a purple card that only has a bank deposit of more than 500 million!

After arriving in the private room, Director Lai looked embarrassed: "This is a mess..."

Zhang Dehua waved his hand and smiled: "Supervisor, if it's a big deal, just treat it as me asking the supervisor to have a big meal with you and A Yao. Besides, isn't there still a hundred thousand reimbursed by the company?"

Throughout the night, they were filled with a warm atmosphere.

Only Ding Yuan, from the cold appearance before to the sadness now, is always incompatible with the warm environment now.

"Teacher Ding, do you mind if I call you A Yuan?" Lin Yao seemed to see Ding Yuan's sad expression.

Ding Yuan shook his head, he didn't mind at all.

"Ah Yuan...can you tell me something that makes you sad? Everyone had a drink, so we just opened up and chatted." Lin Yao was actually very curious. Ding Yuan had already broken up with Jiang Xinxin.

The proud Jiang Xinxin was also severely defeated in the rookie king contest.

It's right that the matter has been settled long ago.

Could it be because of his company?

The supervisor and other colleagues also cast curious glances: "Yes, you used to have a straight face every day, and you finally smiled a while ago, but now you seem to be worried again."

Ding Yuan didn't want to hide his clumsiness, he would have to face it sooner or later, so he might as well take advantage of A Yao's opening today and share all his troubles...

"After the next year, I may have to leave Blooming." Ding Yuan made a major decision.

With just one sentence, everyone in the private room woke up instantly, and the slightest bit of drunkenness dissipated.

"You want to resign?" Supervisor Lai suddenly became unhappy: "Why do you want to resign? Our composition department is going to be perfect, and I won't miss any of you."

Lin Yao guessed: "Are you going back to take over the company?"

Take over the company?

One sentence surprised the colleagues again.

what's the situation?

Hearing this, Ding Yuan nodded softly, and told the company's situation while drinking.

All the colleagues present, including Zhang Dehua, fell silent.

Director Lai also had a headache: "In recent years, not to mention the comics and film and television industries, even music has been affected. The recession has made the music industry more and more difficult."

He couldn't believe that in the future, Huaguo's music market would be fully occupied by various foreign music cultures.

Na Hualiu will no longer have a bright future.

Perhaps after a few years, when future generations mention Hualiu, they may laugh it off or even sneer at it, but when it comes to foreign music, there is a high probability that they will proudly say that they are lucky to have heard foreign songs, right?

Worshiping foreigners, no matter in that era, it has not changed.

Ding Yuan thought hard: "So my decision is right?"

Lin Yao neither nodded nor shook his head, just said softly: "Your decision is not right or wrong, maybe the reason for your worry is because you love music and want to continue writing songs, but the reality forces you to give up your love, but Choose to protect it."

A look of surprise appeared on Ding Yuan's worried face: "A Yao, you also support me to continue writing songs?"

Lin Yao nodded this time: "From the perspective of colleagues and friends, I agree with you in writing songs. Everyone has the right to pursue their own dreams. From the perspective of the entire music industry, I support you to use capital to save the already corrupt Huahua. stream music."

After finishing speaking, he continued to answer: "There is no right or wrong in these two choices, and some are just positions. The key lies in your concept and state of mind at this time."

Zhang Dehua, who knew the truth, would not say anything more.

Regardless of whether Ding Yuan resigns and leaves Blooming, or continues to stay in Blooming to pursue his passion, they all support him with both hands.

Even the supervisor was silent.

"The key is... What kind of concept and state of mind do I have?" Ding Yuan muttered to himself, his worried face getting more and more serious.

After five or six minutes of meditation, Ding Yuan seemed to have really figured it out.

If the decision to go back was due to the pressure of reality before, then now, Ding Yuan has really let go.

"Then will you continue walking on this road?" Ding Yuan asked again.

"I will." Lin Yao gave an affirmative answer.

"In terms of music production, you are more talented than me. I am not sorry to have you on this road." Ding Yuan showed a rare smile: "You protect my love for me, and I use the power of capital to stimulate national consciousness!"

Under a five-star hotel, in a private room, the agreement between two people, the intertwining of love and dreams.

Their future road must be very exciting, right?

One wants to use music to bring Hualiu to international status, and the other is about to set foot in the business circle, and wants to use the power of capital to stimulate the will of the nation so that Chinese people will no longer worship foreigners.

This is the "dream of governing the country" in the words of the passionate "young man". Although it is illusory, it is a goal that people can strive for...

Chapter 61: Battle Post from Chuxing

Lin Yao traveled over, and also discovered that the Chinese people in this world are extremely serious about xenophobia.

The moon abroad is always rounder than at home!

Director Lai did not object that Ding Yuan would leave Bloom in the future, but instead showed a kind smile: "How can a small private room carry the dream of the two of you to govern the country?"

He can even imagine that when Ding Yuan returns to his own company and gains a firm foothold, he will enter the business circle and become a business boss, wearing a mature suit and commanding all the employees under his command.

And Lin Yao, with his talent, will definitely have a pivotal position in the music circle in the future.

"Clap clap~"

Zhang Dehua was the first to applaud: "Okay, okay, one wants to use music to promote the status of the entire Hualiu, and the other wants to use the power of capital to govern the country. I will be a witness for you."

Wang Zifanguang's blood boiled when he heard it: "You two are not fighting alone, but us!"

Jin Yangming raised his head and said, "Every year at the International Exchange Conference during the Spring Festival, those foreigners steal the limelight. In the future, we will prove to those foreigners that Hualiu is the best!"

These two roads, no matter which one they are, are extremely difficult.

How much financial and human resources are required to govern the country with the power of capital, is it easier said than done?