Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1296 I have a pair of eyes that never make mistakes

Soon, Zheng Jun, who had finished singing a few songs, was taken to Tang Weidong and others by waiters.

He only knew that these people were friends of the "boss", but he didn't know what they called them. It was because of the boss's face. No matter how stupid the non-mainstream people were, they knew that they could not afford to offend the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of the "black" of

People in this kind of place.

What's more, he is still a little transparent person and has no strong capital at all.

Zheng Jun is young now, and the word "cool" is overflowing from his bones. In Da Zhangwei's words, it is: This guy, his wallet fell to the ground, he could hold his head up and kick his wallet home with his feet, but he didn't bring him.

I bent down and picked it up.

"Hello, bosses, I am Zheng Jun." After saying a concise sentence, Zheng Jun stood there and stopped talking.

Tang Weidong didn't care, so he looked at him, and then asked, "I feel very happy when I hear you sing. Have you signed a company?"

Zheng Jun was stunned and thought to himself, "What's wrong? Are you meeting the God of Wealth when you go out today? Is this the person from a record company who likes me and wants to sign a contract with me?"

As for liars, he didn't even think about it. He was a friend of the big boss, could he even deceive himself, a rough man who had nothing except a hundred kilograms of meat?

I thought so in my heart, but Zheng Jun did not show it. He was still cool. He shook his head honestly and said, "No, I came to the capital to apply for a visa abroad. There is nothing wrong with this period. My friend recommends to do some things.

The resident singing of the sky.”

Tang Weidong nodded, and did not bother him too much, and said directly: "Since that's the case, would you rather sign a contract with a record company? If you have this intention, I can recommend you to Hongxing."

Hongxing is the most awesome record company besides state-owned audio-visual companies, no one.

Not to mention Zheng Jun, even those singers and actors who have been famous for a long time and have the national team, I guess they will flock to them with such an opportunity.

Zheng Jun was naturally no exception. He didn't even think about it, and agreed without hesitation: "I do!"

At this time, those who study abroad but do not study abroad have long been thrown out of the sky. Being able to realize your dreams is more important than anything else.

Going abroad? There are opportunities in the future, so don’t rush to do it in this moment!

Tang Weidong asked the waiter for paper and pen, wrote a random phone number, and handed it to Zheng Jun and said, "You make this call, first go to Xingguang Brokerage Company to sign an agency contract, and then there will be an agent to take you to Hongxing to sign an artist contract.

of."

Look, big companies are just regular, and agents and artists are terms that these little singers have never heard of, and are far from comparable to those bag companies.

Although Zheng Jun's face was quiet, he was filled with joy. From then on, he became a professional singer, a regular army, and no longer a wild path or a guerrilla team.

He sincerely expressed his gratitude to Tang Weidong, and Zheng Jun turned around and left. He probably wanted to go there to find a place where no one was going to have fun secretly.

From beginning to end, he didn't even know Tang Weidong's name. If Tang Weidong didn't say it, he naturally couldn't chase someone's butt and asked. As long as this matter was true, it would be fine!

When Tang Weidong talked to Zheng Jun, Wang Jinjun sat next to him and watched quietly, without any intention of getting involved. After Zheng Jun left, he smiled and said, "This is what it means to take down another money tree."

?”

Tang Weidong also laughed and said, "In this world, business opportunities are everywhere, and the saplings of money trees are everywhere. It depends on whether there are any pairs of eyes that will discover them."

Tang Weidong pointed to his eyes, arrogant and domineeringly said: "And I have such a pair of wise eyes! It's hard to say when looking at people, but if you want to see money, I can boast: I've never been

Have misunderstood."

Wang Jinjun smiled, didn't say anything, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a noise broke out not far away. The two of them looked in the sound and their brows frowned at the same time.

I saw Song Saner quarreling with four or five people, and he pushed and shoved from time to time.

The two of them looked at each other, got up and walked over. No matter what kind of virtue Song Saner is, he is Wang Jinjun's little brother. He has to look at the owner when beating a dog.

Tang Weidong doesn't care, and he is not afraid of something happening here. The security personnel have already vaguely surrounded him and said that if someone dares to make trouble in glory and can still do everything afterwards, then he will have nothing to do.

Questioning Liu Li, he asked her: Is his father's face not working well at the flower planting family?

As the two walked over, the brilliant security personnel rushed over and isolated them.

Wang Jinjun asked, and learned the whole story from Song Saner's mouth.

It turned out that Tang Weidong was talking about Zheng Jun just now. The third son of the Song family felt bored and went to the bathroom. He had drunk a lot of alcohol and walked a little unsteadily. When he came back, he accidentally bumped into a guest's seat.

The other party scolded him a few words. Song Laosan usually used his identity to walk around, and could he still spoil him? No matter how many people there are and there are fewer others, he would not suffer any losses, and he immediately scolded him back.

.

When Wang Jinjun heard this, it didn't matter. Such things are too common in places like bars, and it would be rare if you didn't encounter such things in entertainment venues.

He patted Song Laosan on the shoulder and signaled him to calm down and not cause trouble here.

Unexpectedly, Song Laosan was calm, but the other party still kept swearing at him through the brilliant security guard. Song Laosan also became angry, so he stopped and turned around and started to curse them.

Tang Weidong couldn't help but shake his head. This guy doesn't look like a second generation, he's just a playboy.

Not all of the second generation are Wang Jinjun. There are many people like Liu Li who are capable, ambitious and pursuing, who are "unfair" in this way.

Look, I met one in front of me.

Seeing that the matter was a bit big, the security supervisor of the bar also rushed over. With Huihuang as a backer and given him enough confidence, he didn't care what background and identity the person who caused trouble had.

As soon as he came over, he had a dark face and shouted domineeringly at both parties who were scolding each other, "Shut up! Do you know where this is? Huihuang is not your place to make trouble. If you want to play, sit down and continue playing.

Yes, if you don’t want to play, go out for me and don’t affect other guests!”

Seeing that the security supervisor was so dissatisfied, Song Laosan was immediately dissatisfied with the seven and eight were not angry. Just as he was about to respond, Wang Jinjun kicked him from behind and shouted to him in a low voice: "Shut up, go back, little guy."

How can you cause trouble for yourself?"

The other party’s people may also know that Brilliantness is something they can’t afford to offend, but they left in shame after being yelled at by someone, feeling that it was too much.

So, he couldn't stand it and pointed at Song Laosan and said a few words: "Boy, wait for me, you'll see you later."

Song Saner was drunk and could he be afraid of them? He immediately retorted: "Damn it, what kind of thing do you dare to threaten me? Go back and wash it clean and wait for me. See how I deal with you!
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next