In the Xiushui area of ​​Shangdu, at noon on Saturday, Ye Luo had just called to order a lunch box when Lou Jun ran over.

The young man came here a lot, and he was not as shy as before. He went upstairs and sat in front of Ye Luo, and he was so silly.

"Have you eaten?" Ye Luo asked.

Lou Jun shook his head.

Ye Luo could only pick up his cell phone, ordered an extra lunch box, and then said, "You came here to have a free meal. It's really a mistake. There is nothing else but lunch box."

"The lunch box...is pretty...is pretty good." Lou Jun nodded.

Ye Luo smiled and stopped talking. Chatting with Lou Jun, Lou Jun was tired of talking by himself, and Ye Luo was tired of listening.

This afternoon, Lou Jun was going to record an extra song. Ye Luo was about to type out the music score and let Lou Jun see it first. Unexpectedly, Lou Jun spoke again: "Ye...Brother Ye, I...I want to ask you to help...I will do it for you."

"Oh?" Ye Luo stopped the movement in his hand, "If you have something to do, just say it."

"I...I want to buy...I'm a house, so that my grandma can live...I'll live better." Lou Jun stammered.

"Okay." Ye Luo said immediately.

Lou Jun's parents died early, and his grandmother raised him. Their grandparents and grandchildren used to live a bad life. Recently, Lou Jun's new album was sold well and he also got the share of the money. Millions were in his hand, and he wanted to buy a house to make his grandmother live better. This is filial piety, and Ye Luo felt that this was done right.

"But...I...I don't know...I know how to buy it." Lou Jun scratched his head, looking very distressed.

Ye Luo smiled.

After all, it was a seventeen-year-old child, and it was not a big problem to buy a daily necessity, so it was really unprepared to buy a house. Moreover, he stuttered and was even more serious about strangers, so he asked him to go to the sales office. After a few words, the sales lady had to cry.

It turned out that Lou Jun couldn't ask Ye Luo to have Luo Bu on this matter.

Luo Bu Yi and Lou Jun are taken care of by him. Ye Luo doesn’t have to worry about it.

But recently, Rob went to Qiongdao to participate in a rock-themed music festival and couldn't come back for a short time. Lou Jun's agent, Nicole Wang, also followed his sisters to the three northeastern provinces, and there was a large performance at the end of the year.

Lou Jun has no relatives these two days, and has no choice but to come to find Ye Luo.

"How much do you plan to invest in that house?" Ye Luo asked.

"Everything in your hands... is all invested." Lou Jun said.

"Who. It's quite a bit of courage." Ye Luo nodded.

Ye Luo knew how much money Lou Jun had, because Ye Luo also had a share of the album. After calculating the proportion, it was very simple, about five million.

For five million, you have to buy a house. Don’t think about the best thing, you have to pay it in one go. You can live in a mid-range community with a more spacious living. However, this is a very amazing achievement for a seventeen-year-old dropout.

"Then it." Ye Luo said, "Tomorrow, I'll be busy with my new house. What about you. Follow me and I'll take you to see everywhere. Buying a house is a big deal. Don't worry, let's choose slowly."

"Hey!" Lou Jun responded, looking very happy.

The lunch box is here. Ye Luo and Lou Jun finished the lunch box and went downstairs to start recording songs.

Hu Jianing is a personal sensible person and has the best ability to observe words and expressions. When he saw Lou Jun's expression, he felt that the child was abnormal today. He asked Ye Luo: "What's wrong with this kid? He picked up some treasure and was happy like this."

"Oh, he wants to buy a house. I will take him to see it tomorrow." Ye Luo said.

"Hey! You little guy, okay." Hu Jianing punched Lou Jun on the shoulder, "It's only been so much time, I can buy a house on the weekend. Are you thanking you, Brother Ye? You have today, but it's all given by others."

When Lou Jun was reminded by Hu Jianing, the young man seemed to remember it and quickly turned around and bowed to Ye Luo.

"Don't do this." Ye Luo held Lou Jun's arm, "Sing well, this is just the first house, and good days are still coming."

"Lou Jun, if you want to buy a house, you don't have to bother you Brother Ye." Hu Jianing smiled at this time, "He wants to get his own new house Sunday, but it's not going to be a good way. You, just follow me. I'm also choosing a house recently, and I just happened to take you to see the house. Maybe we can still be neighbors in the future."

In the past six months, Hu Jianing has become Ye Luo's most trusted work partner. Others are Ye Luo's subordinates, while Hu Jianing is a partner. Because of the initial investment in this recording studio, Hu Jianing also has a share.

So after the various funds arrived at the end of the year, Ye Luo dialed out his personal income. After all the income related to the recording studio, the accounts were calculated, and according to the earliest investment ratio of the recording studio, he gave Hu Jianing one-fifth of it.

Then Lao Hu got rich overnight, had a new house, and could get married soon, and he was busy choosing a house recently.

"Okay." Ye Luo nodded, "Lou Jun, just follow Brother Hu. He is more active than me outside. He has a correct vision when looking at people and things. You can follow him, that's right."

Hu Jianing smiled and said, "It's hard to say anything else, but I'm really accurate in judging from people."

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Recently, Ding Shaoyang has been very busy.

Ding Shaoyang has a tantrum. Once he wants to do something, he must be quick and finish it quickly.

The recent suspension of good original songs is somewhat of a relief for him. Otherwise, he would be beaten once every week on time and on time, which would be meaningless. In this way, he could free up time to do the big thing he wanted to do most.

That's moving.

Shortly after the new house was delivered, Ding Shaoyang sent two decoration teams to start construction at the same time, and rushed for a while. There was no need to be so anxious, but the reason was that Deng Qi mentioned a while ago that he wanted to go to the new house for the New Year.

Lao Ding owes him twenty years of youth, so he certainly puts all his efforts into doing this, so he is very busy recently.

With such a hurry in the construction period, it is inevitable that there will be cut corners. Lao Ding is worried and can only go to the scene to watch. After all, he will spend the rest of his life in this house, and the quality is still needed.

In addition to Tianlai's official business, in short, Ding Shaoyang has not had a good sleep in the past week.

It was Saturday. Ding Shaoyang stood in his new house listening to the noises made by various decorations and stood all morning. At noon, he felt dizzy and got anxious in the morning and didn't eat breakfast. His blood sugar was too low.

A call happened to come and Jia Qing called: "Will you go to Deng Qi at noon or me? I'm going to the sauce noodles in the pot. If you come, I'll put more."

"She performed, it's the end of the year, let me come to your place." Ding Shaoyang closed the line, got downstairs and got up the car, and rushed to Houhai.

At noon on Saturday, the traffic situation in Tianjing was barely enough. It was half-congested and not half-congested for about twenty minutes before Jiaqing's family arrived.

"You kid, get married quickly." Jia Qing smiled when he saw Ding Shaoyang coming in, "Otherwise, I will have to worry about whether you have eaten or not. You are not my son."

"Go and go. Come and take advantage of it." Ding Shaoyang smiled and scolded, then sat down at the dining table with peace of mind and waited for the meal to start.

It’s not enough to eat for free, Ding Shaoyang was chanting while eating: “Lao Jia, the fried noodles you made are not as delicious as those made by my apprentice.”

"Then you go eat your apprentice's." Jia Qing rolled his eyes.

"This kid is busy recently, and he wants to stare at me in the company's affairs." Ding Shaoyang said with a straight look, "I have been doing a lot recently. I haven't been in the company for a long time. Lao Jia, please help him."

"Okay." Jia Qing nodded. "I can see that you, the old naughty boy, can't sit still in the position of music director. Now you have already defeated Tianlai. In the future, Li Yiming will have to sit in this country."

"That's it." Ding Shaoyang smiled. "This job has a good income, but it's too tiring. I want to live a few more years."

"Hehe, I think the young man in the south is too powerful, which makes you want to retreat, right?" Jia Qing said.

"Whatever you say." Ding Shaoyang shook his head. "Anyway, after getting married, I want to go around the world with Deng Qi."

After the two of them finished their noodles, they did not drink as usual. Ding Shaoyang suddenly became more and more cautious in smoking and drinking recently, otherwise Ye Luo would not have to go back all over on Thursday night.

After packing up the dishes, Ding Shaoyang and Jiaqing walked to the control room and sat down. Ding Shaoyang began to listen to several albums that Tianlai was about to release recently.

These albums were not produced by Ding Shaoyang, and the singers were not the three kings and four queens.

The Three Kings and Four Queens are the top figures in the singer circle, and they are considered to be the top floor of the pyramid in the industry. As long as there is a tower and there is a spire, there will be a tower foundation, and the same is true for Tianlai.

Recently, with the search of Luo Xingzhou, Ma Jingyi and others, a new group of singers have been signed, including old Beijing, new seedlings that emerged in TV music talent shows recently, and singer-songwriters who come to contribute.

These songs were not made by senior musicians of the nine major producers. Some were written by singers themselves, and some were written by new young producers.

Ding Shaoyang listened one by one, nodded occasionally, and said it was good. Most of the time, he was silent and frowned.

Jia Qing said: "I have heard of all these, but in fact they are basically..."

"Basically, it's not possible." Ding Shaoyang shook his head, "Most of the songs here have to be played back and remade. If this level of album is attached to our Tianlai trademark and put into the market, it will be a sign.

The current domestic original music atmosphere has finally started, and music fans have high expectations for new music. If you let them down, you will be done.

Lao Jia, don’t just stare at the four kings and three queens, the new singers should also take care of it. Look at Ye Luo, in the last half a year, how many new seedlings in his hands have grown into big trees. Rob, Fang Yu, and the kid named Lou Jun have never heard of them before. Now, compared with our Three Kings, it seems not inferior, right?"

Jia Qing nodded: "Okay, you are the boss at work, listen to you. Looking back on these four albums, lyrics and music, I will come in person to arrange the songs."

"Don't come alone. You are exhausted. Where can I go to have a meal?" Ding Shaoyang smiled and said, "You, Jing Yi, Teacher Luo, plus you, please take a photo of each person. Don't worry, take your time, and do your work slowly."

"Yeah." Jia Qing responded, then looked at the watch and smiled, "Okay, you can change your ears, it's two o'clock."

Ding Shaoyang nodded and sighed: "To be honest, my ears have become much tricky recently. In the past, I was basically satisfied with the songs I wrote. Now I have listened to Ye Luo's songs, and now I have been slower to produce songs myself. I am not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I am afraid of comparing goods." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!

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