I was confused again for a while, but no one else could make this golden silk elastic surface, not even his apprentice.
He must have been his apprentice many years ago. Thinking about Lin Fei's age, well, it's about the same. Twenty years ago, Lin Fei would have been seventeen or eighteen years old, so it would be normal to know him.
Or maybe he is his disciple, in any case, he must be related to him.
Lin Fei, who returned to Baiyunju, immediately went to the bedroom and took out the mobile phone given to him by Dragon Team Li Ziheng.
After he opened it, he saw that Li Ziheng had sent him a text message, which was sent the day before yesterday. He said that he had found Song Boqian's mobile phone number and sent him a number.
Sure enough, there is nothing that the Dragon Team cannot do.
He didn't call Song Boqian. It was too late now. He might call again tomorrow.
He took his cell phone and started studying again.
He searched for Mr. Ning. His name was Ning Zhonghe. He searched for this name with the keyword: gourmet.
The phone immediately displayed his information, which was relatively detailed and his experience was a bit complicated. He served as a soldier and participated in the foreign self-defense counterattack when the New China was founded. He later entered politics, but he didn’t write anything about what he did after entering politics. Then he retired as a
He became a gourmet, once served as the general consultant of the Chinese Food Weekly, and lived in seclusion in Beijiang half a year ago.
It seems that the past few decades since entering politics have been a highlight. I guess I don’t have enough authority to inquire about it.
He searched again for Chu Nanfeng, who is the chairman of China Dihao Catering Group. The group is headquartered in Shangjing. His industry is present in almost all first- and second-tier cities in northern China and is currently developing towards the south.
Brother Chu is a pure businessman. Knowing Mr. Ning probably has something to do with the food.
Zhong Weiguo is even simpler. After graduating from college, he started as a county secretary. He worked diligently and conscientiously, made outstanding achievements, and was loved by the people. He has just been the mayor of Beijiang for half a year.
Lin Fei also watched with gusto, Ning Lao, Chu Nanfeng and some romantic past events. Damn it, they all had such a romantic life when they were young!
With a thought in his mind, he searched Zhang Lan and found that there was no big way out from the story she told Lin Fei about herself. However, the identity of Zhang Lan's dead husband was unknown. It seemed that his identity was also secret and permissions were set.
This is normal. The identity of the anti-drug police is generally very secretive, especially to guard against drug traffickers.
It's a pity that Zhang Lan's current whereabouts are not mentioned. It may not have been updated or recorded yet.
He also searched for Mu Ningxue, which showed that it was unknown. Even Mr. Ning and the others could find some information, so why didn't she? This made Lin Fei even more sure of her extraordinary family background.
Lin Fei sighed softly and continued to search for a few people he knew. All of them could reveal some unknown information, so I won't list them one by one.
It seems that you need to carry this mobile phone with you. If you meet someone you don't know, you can get to know them first, and maybe you can take advantage of them by surprise.
Of course, the mobile phone description during the search mostly contained information obtained from files and special investigations, as well as hearsay, so some deeds can only be used as a reference, and everything must be based on actual evidence.
Also, the Dragon Group does not have the energy to investigate more than a billion people in China, and there may also be fraud. You can create a false identity and experience, and others can do it. However, what are you doing about hearsay and unofficial history?
Put it in there? This is not a personal biography!
However, it does add a lot of fun.
Putting down his phone, Lin Fei turned on his computer again to see the results of the newly uploaded "Ten Years".
When I opened the Tianqi Music website, I saw that it was pretty good. It had more than 30,000 hits and received rave reviews.
"If those two words don't tremble, what are those two words? It can't be breakup, right?"
"It should be you."
"Ten years ago, goodbye, ten years later, hello."
"Hey! The vows we made once are just passing clouds on the long road of life, and the promises we once made together have become a simple greeting."
"The melody is beautiful, the voice is low and magnetic, and it is very penetrating. It sings the helplessness and struggle of breaking up vividly."
"I like this song so much and the lyrics so much."
"Lyrics, melody, Dong Fengyu's soul-piercing voice, none of them are perfect!"
"From the beginning to the present, from falling in love to separation, the melodies of the past are always flying in the air, and the notes of memory are always rippling in the air. This is the rest of fate, this is the concerto of the soul!"
"Dongfengyu, why do the songs you write always make me cry, but I love them."
“It’s so heartbreaking, I love Dong Feng Yu so much!”
"Big love!"
"What a bad song you wrote, it's not trendy or advanced at all!"
"Has the child upstairs been weaned?"
"Ten years ago, you were still a tadpole!"
“Minors are strictly prohibited from entering Dongfeng Yuda’s comment area from now on!”
"Really, no one comes here as a surprise, they are a bunch of old antiques!"
"..."
The benevolent sees benevolence and the wise see wisdom. Young people have not experienced the vicissitudes of time and life experience, so they naturally have no feelings when listening to this song.
Therefore, people who like this song must be young and middle-aged people.
Lin Fei no longer reads comments. Just like in his previous life, the lyrics of this song are still the most profound. People can find their own decade and their own stories from the lyrics.
Lin Fei boarded TT, and Mingxiao Yanyu sent him a message.
"Dongfengyuda, let me tell you some good news. Your songs have been expropriated by the online drama producers. They offer a price of up to 400,000 yuan for each song. According to the agreement, if your songs are expropriated, you can charge 100%
70% of the dividend, but you did not write down your account information when you registered, so please send me your account number, and also unlock your identity information. Only when your ID card and account are verified can the transfer be made."
Damn it, luckily I used a new ID card and got a card number at Shengshi Bank.
Lin Fei then sent her a bank account number using Long Fei's identity, signed: Long Fei.
Although the TT avatar icon was on, there was no reply, so I knew she might have left the computer on and went to sleep.
Lin Fei also yawned. It was getting late and it was time for him to rest, so he closed the computer and went to sleep.
On the other side, Zhu Qingyue, who was sitting next to the computer, suddenly woke up from her sleep. Hey! Why did she fall asleep just now?
She rubbed her groggy eyes and looked at the screen. She saw the image of If You Are the One flashing. Her eyes lit up and she shouted, "The master has replied!"
Zhan Qi'er, who was dozing next to him, was so frightened that he almost died. Then he jumped up and screamed: "What are you calling at night? You want to scare me to death!"
“I’m so excited to see the master’s reply!”
"No, he is also a night owl?"
"What do you know! Both songwriters and writers like to stay up late because they are inspired at night." Zhu Qingyue curled her lips, looked at the screen, and said after checking Lin Fei's identity account information.
: "It turns out his name is Long Fei."
"Long Fei?" Zhan Li'er immediately ran to another computer, "I'll search the Internet to see if there is any information about this person."
She opened Qiandu Search and entered the word "Long Fei". A large number of relevant information popped up on the screen. She clicked on it one by one and frowned: "Basketball player? Farmer entrepreneur? Probably not, right? Chairman of a certain county women's federation."
?It’s even more impossible..."
Zhu Qingyue said: "As long as it is a relatively famous songwriter, even a fourth- or fifth-tier songwriter, you can search for his original name. Is he really not a celebrity?"
"It doesn't make sense. The person who can write such a beautiful song is actually an ordinary person?"
"Could it be that he used someone else's ID card and account."
Zhan Qier smiled and said: "We are both real. No matter if he is real or not, he will have to meet us sooner or later, right?"
"Yes, his songs will be packaged and released last night. At this high production rate, maybe he will be able to release a record. Then we will invite him to the company. We will know if he is a monster or a god." Zhu Qingyue suddenly remembered.
, "By the way, the web drama producer wants to meet him in person. It's about the issue of the singers of these two songs. After all, they are his songs, and we must seek his opinion."
Zhan Yan'er said: "Then send him a message quickly and ask him to come over in the next two days."
"Okay, but the master is offline. It's all my fault. He just fell asleep."
"It's okay. He will see him sooner or later. However, it is best to get his mobile phone number and call him directly if anything happens."
"That's great, but I'm afraid he won't give it to me!"
"He is considered half of our company's contracted songwriters. He should give you his mobile phone number. Besides, you will have to give it to him when we meet in person, sooner or later."
"All right."
After Zhu Qingyue replied to the message, she yawned again.
"Let's rest too. You can't do this. Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy. She will become ugly."
How could Zhu Qingyue not love beauty? She was so frightened that she immediately closed the computer and went to the company's duty room with Zhan Yan'er to rest.
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No matter how late he sleeps, Lin Fei still insists on doing morning exercises in the morning.
Running along the mountain road, you can also enjoy the late autumn scenery. Fallen leaves have covered the mountain road, and a cool breeze blows. Lin Fei faintly feels the breath of winter.
There was no class today on Sunday, so Lin Fei ran for a long time and climbed two mountains.
It was not until noon that I returned home sweating profusely. After taking a shower, I saw the deserted house and inevitably thought of Zhang Lan and her daughter again.
Maybe it's because Zhang Lan is as gentle as water, or maybe she is the first woman he has ever had a relationship with in this world. In short, Lin Fei will always think of her inadvertently now.
And Yuner, how are you now?
The sound of the doorbell awoke Lin Fei from his deep thoughts. He walked out and saw a beautiful woman standing outside the door.
Xin Ziyan?
Wearing a white short shawl coat, a purple velvet knee-length skirt, a pair of black high boots, and her long burgundy hair hanging freely.
On her charming face, a pair of watery eyes sparkled, her eyebrows trembled slightly, her fair skin was slightly rosy, and the corners of her rose-like red lips raised, "Teacher Lin, why don't you open the door yet?!"