The next morning, Lu Jian opened the company door as usual as usual. Just as he opened the anti-theft fence, he accidentally heard discussions from passers-by.

After all, in the central area of ​​the China Entertainment Industrial Park, passers-by will inevitably pay attention to the new song list.

"Fuck, have you heard it?"

"I know what you are asking, is "You, My Deskmate" right?"

"It's true! I was so stupid when I woke up early and saw the list. I listened to this song all the way."

“Which company did this?”

"I don't know, the information is not written, and there is not even a photo of the newcomer."

"So suddenly, playing mysteriously? Is Qianjin Entertainment's latest marketing routine?"

"I don't think it's like Qianjin Entertainment doesn't like innovation and niche, this song seems to be made by a small company."

“Can small companies achieve this quality?”

The two were chatting when they saw Lu Jian who had just opened the door. They were looking down at them kindly with the eyes of the mysterious elder: "Good morning, yell!"

"morning……"

The two thought this person was terrible, and they were muttering while leaving quickly.

"Anyway, it's definitely not this company..."

At this moment, a sound of high heels came. When Mo Xijun saw Lu Jian from afar, he could no longer control himself from running.

"List!" Mo Xijun ran and shouted, "It's really explosive!"

Lu Jian smiled and pulled Mo Xijun up the steps, "I said everything, do you want to believe me?"

Mo Xijun asked unhurriedly: "Is the song I gave me... so... so good too?"

"Better." Lu Jian hugged Mo Xijun into the company, "but you have to prove that you deserve it."

"Then I won't have breakfast anymore, so I'll go to class now!"

"Today's breakfast was made from bean soup, and it was made from the broth last night."

"Hey, it's so hard to make a decision!"

Of course, everyone won't be so happy.

Before nine o'clock, Qianjin Entertainment was holding an emergency meeting of all producers, and Wade convened all the company's music producers in Binhai City.

Dozens of people were sitting in the conference room, all sleepy and were forced to come before they even had time to eat breakfast. At this moment, they were either yawning or changing their air tickets. Of course, more people were discussing "You, the deskmate", and Wade was obviously excited by this song.

As experts, their topics are naturally more profound.

A fat producer said while browsing his phone: ""You, Deskmate" is really good, but the mainstream critics seem to have not spoken yet except for Mr. Zhao."

"There are a few people who speak, criticizing this as a mediocre voice, polluting the hearts of young people." The producer next to him obviously didn't sleep well, and the panda's eyes were clearly visible. He lay sleepily on the table and yawned. "It's only been a few hours, and Mr. Wei is also...why are he anxious?"

"Don't you know?" The fat man raised his eyebrows and leaned over and whispered, "This time it's so fun. Mr. Wei is betting against others."

"I'll bet, I won't lose anyway."

"Hehe... you really can't keep up with the news. Mr. Wei looks down on the small business. What do you think he is gambled?"

"What?"

The fat man pointed to the single on his phone and snickered: "It's him, the singer who sang "You, the deskmate", Qiao Qiao!"

"Class?" Panda's eyes were shocked, "Mr. Wei... is so fucking amazing... can anyone such an unpopular person be dug out?"

"That's not!" The fat man said and sighed again, "But now... it's very embarrassing."

“How to say it?”

"Betting is actually investment. We invested in Qiao Qiao's company, and bet that he wouldn't become popular. When the date comes, he would take Qiao Qiao into his pocket." The fat man slapped his palms, "As a result, people quickly used our money to make "You, the deskmate". Are you embarrassed?"

"It's quite embarrassing..." Panda Eye thought, "But their company does a good job, our profits are also high, and this is not a loss. In short, we cannot lose such things as bets."

The fat man's eyes rolled: "Mr. Wei is looking at this little profit? What are he betting on? You can't feel it?"

"...Well..." Panda pursed his lips and said with a little entanglement, "If Mr. Wei is determined to want Qiao Qiao, it would be embarrassing... By the way, do you know what the agreement is? How much do they bet?"

"I can't get to know this either. I just heard of the bet."

As he was talking, Lin Xiaozao pushed open the door of the conference room, and Wade didn't look at it. He still walked to the main seat of the conference table in regular steps as before. Lin Xiaozao followed him, turned on the computer, turned on the conference equipment, and then sat a little later.

"Who hasn't listened to "You, Deskmate"?" Wade still didn't say anything nonsense.

The producers looked at each other, and seven or eight people raised their hands timidly.

"Let them." Wade turned around and ordered Lin Xiaozao to scan the people who raised their hands, "If this happens, you will always be the most passive workers. You must move forward by yourself, don't wait for me to push them."

Several people swallowed and spitted. They were indeed the kind of producers who were flirting with life. Wade exposed this point so explicitly, which made them very panic.

When the music sounded, although the sound effects in the conference room were a little worse, they were all professional producers who could taste the taste of the songs.

Before everyone could express their opinions, Wade directly gave the order—

"Newcomer and new songs, the second day of the first day, there is no doubt that this is the trend of the trend, we are behind." Wade raised his hand and made a forward gesture, "If you fall behind, you must move forward, defeat quality with quantity, and within a week, start a campus folk song project, everyone."

Everyone looked at each other, and many people exclaimed.

"Mr. Wei, I can't get out of my three projects."

“I’m doing a rock concert.”

"Suddenly, we are doing such an unpopular style. Where can we find someone, Mr. Wei!"

Wade raised his hand, and everyone swallowed the words back to their stomachs.

"Give up mediocre projects and focus on popular trends. If the artist dares to have opinions, they will come to me. In addition, find a way to find Mr. Xihu, and I will visit me." Wade stood up and walked out, "Do as I said, think about it yourself if you have opinions, don't bother me."

Wade walked all the way to the door of the conference room, and Lin Xiaozao had to panic and unplug the communication line that had just been connected.

Wade suddenly stopped and turned to the producers and said, "Don't make excuses for your incompetence. Lu Jian can do it, so can you."

Once people leave, they close the door, and then they can speak.

"What a joke? I suddenly gave up everything and made folk songs?"

"Whoever understands it is too hard!"

"I don't even give you the opportunity to give comments..."

"Who is Mr. Xihu? Mr. Wei wants to come to the door in person?"

"Didn't you read the staff form? "You, My Deskmate" wrote the lyrics, arranged and produced by the arranger!"

"Why have you never heard of such a cruel person?"
Chapter completed!