"We can't withdraw at this time! We will add another two million in promotional funds!" Li Wenrui said solemnly: "Also, the promotion method needs to be changed, focusing more on music reviews and song reputation. This is our strength."

"With Yinghong Entertainment's style of play, their internal financial pressure is also very high. This time we must destroy their arrogance!"

The boss decided to increase investment. Wu Qingming's eyes lit up. Then he remembered something and said worriedly again: "But, Mr. Li."

"Invest another two million, and this album will have to sell at least a double-star gold record to be able to make back the money."

"Originally, there was quite a bit of criticism from the shareholders' meeting when the title song was temporarily changed. But this time..."

Li Wenrui snorted coldly and said: "I just want to make money but don't want to invest. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"I am the boss of the company. Anyone who has any objections will be told to get out! I will repurchase the stocks in my hand at the original price!"

Having said this, everyone had nothing to say, but there was still a look of worry in their eyes that could not be concealed.

"This song is very good."

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

"Huh?" Everyone looked aside, and Yu Caiwei, who had been silent from beginning to end, spoke.

Yu Caiwei looked calm and said calmly: "The song "The Wind Rises" is very good. I have confidence."

Everyone's faces brightened, and Li Wenrui smiled and said, "Weiwei is right, that classmate of yours is indeed a talent, and the song "The Wind Rises" is our trump card this time."

Wu Qingming also nodded slightly and said: "That's true. Based on Xiaowei's long-standing popularity and the addition of this song, it stands to reason that maintaining capital should not be a problem."

Huahai City, Yinghong Entertainment, in the splendidly decorated general manager's office.

Li Dapeng casually dropped the tablet in his hand, leaned his back on the large sofa, and sneered: "Li Wenrui finally can't sit still?"

Sitting on the sofa with half his buttocks, a middle-aged man in a suit and ties said respectfully: "Yes, Huahai Entertainment must have increased its investment and the publicity has been much stronger."

"But the biggest Penguin Music is still our territory, they only got a third recommendation column."

Li Dapeng sneered and was about to say something when suddenly the office door was violently pushed open.

"Dad, if money is tight, give me one hundred..."

Li Hongfei, who was glared at by Li Dapeng and shouted loudly for breaking into the office, suddenly stopped. He let out a light "cut" and lay down on the sofa on the other side unwillingly.

Li Dapeng remained calm and asked, "I heard that Yu Caiwei's new album temporarily changed the title song? Have you figured out what happened?"

The man in the suit didn't seem to notice the episode just now, and said quickly: "I checked it out. It's a song called "The Wind Rises", and the creator is named Ye Zhiqiu."

"This Ye Zhiqiu seems to be the same schoolmate as Yu Caiwei, not an insider. Also, he was also in the "Sing a New Voice" program recently participated by artists under the company's name."

"Ye Zhiqiu?" Li Dapeng was stunned and seemed to have some impression of this name.

"Damn! Is that the boy?"

Suddenly, a shout startled the two of them.

Li Dapeng suppressed his anger and stared aside, but Li Hongfei stood up regardless and asked the man in the suit: "Is it the one who sang "Goodbye" at the graduation party of Huahai University of Communication? He also has a song called Pigeon Patrol.

Travel notes?”

The man in the suit was startled, then nodded and said: ""Goodbye" is indeed his work, and it is quite popular on the Internet, but I have never heard of the second song you mentioned, Master."

At this time, Li Dapeng also remembered the show where he was slapped in the face.

"Dad! That kid has a grudge against me!" Li Hongfei said with red eyes, "Fuck him! Don't make it easy for him! I want..."

"Shut up!" Li Dapeng scolded, and Li Hongfei's expression froze and he was unwilling to stop.

Li Dapeng's eyes flashed sharply and he sneered: "Li Wenrui still hasn't given up and is still doing music the same way he did 10 years ago?"

"I've seen that kid named Ye Zhiqiu perform. He's really talented. But now the music scene has changed. It's no longer an era where talent alone can make you the king. Does he think he can make a comeback by just bringing in a newcomer?"

Li Dapeng thought for a moment and ordered the man in the suit: "Music critic, the navy is ready. Once it goes online, they will build momentum for me and slander the title song to make it stink."

"Yes!" The man in the suit agreed quickly.

"Go down."

Li Dapeng waved his hand, and the man in the suit stood up, nodded to Li Hongfei, and respectfully left the office.

The moment the door was closed, Li Hongfei said anxiously: "Dad, is it enough to get that kid to find the navy? Do you want to add some more tricks?"

Li Dapeng ignored Li Hongfei and scolded directly: "What are you doing here? How many times have I told you to knock on the door when entering my office!"

"Forgot, please pay attention next time." Li Hongfei didn't care, he stepped forward and rubbed Li Dapeng's shoulders, and said with a smile: "By the way, dad, I'm tight on money, so I'll give you one million for it."

Li Dapeng didn't say anything. He took a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. He handed it to Li Hongfei and said, "Find your own accountant."

Li Hongfei was overjoyed, let go and took it quickly, and wanted to go out.

"Wait a minute!" Li Dapeng suddenly remembered something and warned: "Did you insert someone into the company's new girl group?"

Li Hongfei's expression changed, and he hesitated and couldn't answer.

Li Dapeng said angrily: "How many times have I told you, I don't care if you are having sex with women outside, but rabbits don't eat grass from the edge of their nest!"

"If this matter is exposed, the entire group's investment will be wasted. You are the only one I ask! Can you take responsibility!?"

It seemed that Li Dapeng was really angry, and Li Hongfei was also honest, not daring to say a word and nodding his head repeatedly.

Li Dapeng cursed loudly. Looking at the appearance of his only son in front of him, his heart softened. He sighed and said, "Okay, break up with that woman immediately and get out."

"Okay, Dad, I will listen to you." Li Hongfei ran out quickly as if he had been granted amnesty.

Time continues to pass, and it is one day before the release of Yu Caiwei's first album.

After staying in front of the computer for a whole day, Ye Zhiqiu completed a full 18,000-word update. The comment section was flooded with comments like "The author is so powerful" and "The author is the most handsome in the world."

My lovely book friends, little do you know that your next vacation is coming soon.

Ye Zhiqiu stretched, picked up his phone and sent a message to Yu Caiwei.

Yiye Zhiqiu: Have you read the update of "Zhu Xian" today? The author made an update.

Soon, Yu Caiwei responded to the message.

Weiguang: Not yet, I was busy at the company today with the album release.

Weiguang: I just got home and took a shower, so I didn’t have time to watch it.

At this time, in a huge palace-like room in Shangjing City, Yu Caiwei, wearing silk pajamas, slightly bent her legs, curled up on the bed and looked at her mobile phone.
Chapter completed!