The Lin, Huang and others that Feilun mentioned are the top producers in the Hong Kong music scene. Naturally, they are not comparable to Tiancheng's first-class ones, and Zhuang Sheng doesn't have the dignity to invite them for the time being. Of course, after the release of "Infernal Affairs", Zhuang Sheng has
It's not that big of a deal.
Seeing Zhuang Sheng's face somewhat embarrassed, Feilun waved his hand and said: "Okay, since Rourou agrees, then this Wang Tiancheng will be fine." He looked at his watch and said: "Wait for him for another three minutes, if he still
If he doesn’t come, let him play on his own!”
Zhuang Sheng sweated violently when he heard this. He knew very well about Faerun's strength, and thought to himself: Wang Tiancheng may be in trouble this time. There is a high chance that Wang Tiancheng will be remembered by his master, and the days to come will be difficult.
Rao Zhirou also secretly lamented that it was a pity. In her understanding, Wang Tiancheng was a busy man, and even if he could rush over, he would not be able to make it within three minutes. However, she also knew Feilun's temper quite well, and she was absolutely sure of it, so even if she was very
Even though I came up with a record, I didn't dare act coquettishly in front of Phelan and cause trouble for him.
Fortunately, when the three minutes were about to expire and Rao Zhirou was feeling disappointed, a somewhat elegant middle-aged man with a slicked back hair, a square forehead, and gold-rimmed glasses entered the private room under Tind's guidance.
"Hi, Director Zhuang, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long!" The middle-aged man complained to Zhuang Sheng as soon as he entered the room.
When Zhuang Sheng heard what the middle-aged man said, the gloom on his face suddenly disappeared with a smile, and said: "Tiancheng, just come, let me introduce you..." He gestured to Feilun and
Rao Zhirou, "This is..."
Unexpectedly, Wang Tiancheng's eyes fell on Rao Zhirou and he couldn't move away.
Rao Zhirou's lightly powdered face gives people a sense of beauty. The reason why she has this "pretty" feeling is because she is born with a small pointed chin.
What's even more rare is that Rao Zhirou didn't tie up her chest today, so her breasts were bulging out of the purple floral silk blouse with no sleeves. The well-tailored round neckline loomed a little bit of her career line. She was wearing a pink three-point pants underneath.
She is wearing trousers and her small, round, fair and beautiful legs are quite eye-catching. Coupled with her slender and straight waist and extremely ladylike sitting posture, it is difficult not to attract the attention of men.
However, Wang Tiancheng looked directly at her and kept staring at her, which made Rao Zhirou a little embarrassed.
Feilun's face also darkened. If Rao Zhirou was not his woman, Wang Tiancheng was free no matter what he thought. He couldn't control it, but now that Rao Zhirou was his woman, he naturally couldn't let other men take advantage of him, so he immediately took action.
, stood between Rao Zhirou's pretty face and Wang Tiancheng's gaze.
Wang Tiancheng immediately scolded: "What are you doing with your hands?" He was obviously dissatisfied with Feilun's actions. He didn't take Feilun in his eyes at all, or even Zhuang Sheng next to him.
.
Zhuang Sheng's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Instead, Feilun imitated Wang Tiancheng's dialect accent and said vividly: "This is my horse, do you think it's a magic horse?"
Wang Tiancheng was stunned when he heard this because Feilun imitated his accent so much, it was as if he was talking to himself.
Feilun was not in the mood to pay attention to his reaction, and ordered: "tnai, take Rourou to the smoking room next to you for a while." This top-level private room is a top-level private room. It not only has a washroom, but also a room for guests.
Temporary smoking room.
Tnai immediately understood what Feilun meant, called Shangrao Zhirou and turned into the smoking room.
Now that the beauty was missing, Wang Tiancheng returned to normal, but his face was quite ugly and he obviously hated Fei Lun.
Zhuang Sheng now regrets asking Wang Tiancheng for help, but others have already arrived and the conversation must continue.
"Tiancheng, this is my master Feilun. He invited you here this time because he wants you to help record the record." Zhuang Sheng had already said this once when he made an appointment with Wang Tiancheng. He said it again now, just for the sake of it.
Start a conversation.
Wang Tiancheng was furious. When he heard this, he automatically filtered out the word "master" and sneered: "Director Zhuang, if my guess is correct, the person who wants to release the record should be the beautiful woman just now, right?"
Feilun also sneered in his heart and said: "You're right. My son wants to release a record, so you can set a price!"
Wang Tiancheng said, "What price should I give? She's not here and she can't try her voice at all. Isn't it nonsense to talk about the price at this time?"
Feilun said: "I know my son's voice well, it's no worse than Chen Huilin!"
"Ha, it's a joke. If you say it's not bad, it's not bad. Then why do you need us professionals?"
As soon as these words came out, Feilun's eyes suddenly narrowed, and Zhuang Sheng's expression became extremely sinister, saying: "Tiancheng, my master just asked you to come here to ask for relevant opinions, and he didn't mean to try it right away.
When it comes to music, we have to talk about the details of customizing the record.”
Wang Tiancheng glanced at Feilun contemptuously and muttered: "In other words, you are just asking for advice, and you may not hire me for record production. Is that what you mean?"
Zhuang Sheng was about to say yes, but the private room door was pushed open, and a waiter from the coffee shop leaned in and said, "I don't know who is Mr. Fearon. There is a Mr. Lei here who said he is your friend..."
Before he finished speaking, a burst of hearty laughter came from behind the waiter, and Lei Tiandong appeared at the door of the private room accompanied by Ah Xu.
Feilun was on the verge of having an attack. When he saw Lei Tiandong coming uninvited, the danger in his eyes could not help but increase. He glanced at Lei Tiandong and Asu with a sinister look, and scolded the waiter: "Who let me
Did you come in? Get out!"
The waiter, who knew exactly what mistake he had made, was frightened and walked away in a fit of piss.
But Asu suddenly changed his expression, because Feilun's words were obviously a pun, referring to Sang and scolding Huai. But Lei Tiandong didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he laughed and said: "Brother Fei, they say you don't hit anyone with a smile, and besides, you and I still have
We just met each other, why are you so angry?"
Feilun glanced at Wang Tiancheng, curled his lips and said: "It's not that I'm angry, but some people deliberately provoke my anger."
Seeing that Feilun's words were no longer directed at him, Lei Tiandong, who was standing at the door, immediately stepped into the private room, also looked at Wang Tiancheng, and muttered: "Is Chengzai here? Did you make our Young Master Fei angry?
?”
Ever since Lei Tiandong appeared, Wang Tiancheng felt unbelievable and felt a little cramped in his calf. Now that he heard what he said, he suddenly felt something bad. He suddenly looked at Feilun and found that this young man he had looked down on just now was here.
It was so mysterious and terrifying.
At the same time, in the lobby of the coffee shop.
The two entertainment reporters who were across the street at first were really in the spirit of gossip. Although they were not allowed to enter the private room arranged by Zhuang Sheng for Feren, it did not prevent them from squatting in the lobby.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the two of them to see music producer Wang Tiancheng being led to a private room. Not long after, they actually saw Lei Tiandong and his personal assistant A Xu leading the waiter to a private room.
"Is that Mr. Lei? Am I not dazzled?"
"It should be him, but isn't there another private room at the corner over there?"
"How is this possible? Didn't we just go there and take a look? There is a door over there."
"Wow, the identities of the young men and women who were welcomed into the private room by Director Zhuang must not be simple."
"Nonsense! If you can bring Mr. Lei to see you in person, you must be a big fish!"
The two entertainment reporters were thinking about it.
After getting this big news, Lei Tiandong was promoted and raised his salary. In the private room, Lei Tiandong ignored Wang Tiancheng and ignored him. Instead, he said to Feilun: "Brother, if you want to record a record, just fight with me."
Just say hello, why bother looking for someone?"
Feilun did not immediately pick up Lei Tiandong's problem. Instead, he ordered Zhuang Sheng, "A Sheng, please get this Producer Wang out."
When Wang Tiancheng heard this, he felt like he was struck by thunder. It seemed that he had offended Feilun, a mysterious young man who even wanted to fawn over Lei Tiandong. Although at this time, Wang Tiancheng wanted to refuse to leave, but Feilun
He Lei Tiandong looked at him with cold eyes like an ant, which made him feel on pins and needles, and he stood up unconsciously.
When Wang Tiancheng was invited out by Zhuang Sheng and Asu, Lei Tiandongxuan smiled again and said: "Brother Fei, Quanzi had a little conflict with you at the bar the night before yesterday. I hope you won't take it to heart."
Feren muttered: "Mr. Lei, what you are saying is an irony. I have to think about it carefully."
Lei Tiandong smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, please don't bury me. What I just said was all from the bottom of my heart."
When Feilun heard this, he sneered in his heart: What the hell are you saying? You must be telling the truth from the bottom of your heart. But his face showed no emotion, and he said perfunctorily: "It was not a conflict at that time, it was just a few magic tricks.
Just to entertain the public.”
Lei Tiandong could naturally tell that Feilun's words were insincere, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense. He immediately took out the undelivered check he had given to Tao Shiguo yesterday, put it on the table, pushed it in front of Feilun, and said: "A little thought,
This is my compensation on behalf of Quanzi."
Fearon glanced at the amount on the check and chuckled: "If I accept this money, the ICAC won't be able to invite me to drink coffee? Is Mr. Lei trying to put me in jail?"
Lei Tiandong seemed to have expected that Feilun would say this, and he laughed dumbly and said: "Asu, how are you? I'm right, right? Brother Fei doesn't look down on these 30 million at all!" As he said, he twisted.
He picked up the check and tore it into pieces.
Upon hearing this, Asu immediately bowed and said, "Lei Sheng is wise!" Then he turned around and said to Fei Lun, "Fei Sheng, Lei Sheng very much hopes to turn conflicts into friendship. I wonder what you have in mind?"
Feilun raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't have any idea, I just heard that Mr. Lei has an extraordinary status in the circle, and whoever he wants to be promoted can be promoted..."
Lei Tiandong heard the elegant meaning of Xiange and said with a smile: "Brother Fei, could it be that he wants to promote that little girl named Rao Zhirou? It's easy. I'll have people build momentum for her when I get back!"
Feilun continued: "I will pay for the cost of promoting people. The key is the music producer. Do you have any recommendations?"
"My distant relative Lei Songde is quite capable. He can be the producer of Miss Zhirou." Lei Tiandong obviously had a draft in mind.
Feilun naturally knew who Lei Songde was, but he still pretended not to understand the people in the circle. He glanced at Zhuang Sheng imperceptibly, and when Zhuang Sheng nodded slightly, he said: "Just use Lei Songde, or that