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Chapter 506 Don't Offend the Great God

However, Ye Xinglan just squinted his eyes slightly, held the small phone tightly, shook his head and said: "No need... I have a better way to slap her in the face!"

After he finished speaking, he looked back at the little Lolita.

Yaoyao, who is as cute as a little princess, immediately understood what her brother meant, nodded gently, and made a sign of cheering for her brother.

Raytheon President Merkel's office.

Chen Luoyu and Du barged in and were treated like distinguished guests by Merkel.

Seeing that Merkel had a good attitude, Du Chuang got straight to the point, "Mr. Merkel must also know that our Luoyu's real goal is not to be a CG animation director.

Popular artists are what she wants most...so if Ruiya can cooperate with us...there will be unexpected benefits."

With that said, Du Chuang took out a check, gently pushed it forward with his fingers, and handed it to Merkel.

This was given to Chen Luoyu by his financial sponsor, mainly because he wanted to use money to push Chen Luoyu to the top.

But Merkel was a little hesitant, because Chen Luoyu's innate conditions were really not outstanding enough, his appearance was average, and his so-called talents were all fake.

The CG animated short films she produced were all created by people in the studio with their names on them.

Outsiders may not know this, but Merkel is very aware of some of these disgusting operations.

So looking at the check, Merkel finally smiled and said, "Actually, Chen Luoyu doesn't need to be a singer. Wouldn't it be better for her to be an actress?"

"Of course I can be an actor...but now I need the label of being versatile. Singer is undoubtedly a very popular label." Chen Luoyu looked at Merkel and raised his eyebrows.

The tone of her speech was a bit arrogant, which made Merkel a little uncomfortable.

But he still endured it and turned his head to look at Du Chuang, "If you need it, I can provide a production team... Forget the money, I only charge the album share..."

Du Chuang knew Merkel's rules. He curled his lips and slowly explained: "This is not money for the team, but to...

Please sell Luo Jiu's album to us and remake it into Chen Luoyu's."

When Merkel heard this, her eyes widened with disbelief on her face, "You... want to use Chen Luoyu's album? How can this be done... She composed the music herself."

"Why not? She has not applied for a patent for her compositions. As long as you join us in refusing to admit it, those songs will be mine!" Chen Luoyu said domineeringly.

Merkel frowned and shook her head slightly, "This... really doesn't work... you don't understand the original singer..."

But just as he said this, the secretary opened the door and came in, standing there with a melancholy expression, looking at the few people with some embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Merkel raised her eyes and looked at the secretary with cold eyes.

"President, um... there is a person outside who calls himself Sorayama Shinyu... and is here to find you..." The secretary didn't know how to describe his current mood.

She knew that Shinyu Sorayama was a great figure in the global music industry in the past year, but what she saw now was a child.

How can a child be a great god?

"New rain in an empty mountain?" Merkel immediately stood up excitedly.

Chen Luoyu and Du Chuang looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Who is Kongshan Xinyu?

"Yes, it's him." The secretary replied.

Merkel suppressed her excitement and slowly asked: "He came here...does he want to discuss cooperation with me?"

If Kongshan Xinyu settles in Ruiya, then he will become famous in the future and stand proudly in the music circle of Shengguo.

The secretary looked at Chen Luoyu and replied in a low voice, "We want to cooperate."

"Haha... Okay, I'll go now." Merkel laughed. This was the happiest thing that had ever happened to him.

However, he had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Du Chuang, "Our cooperation...shouldn't we talk about it first?"

"Kongshan Xinyu is a god-like existence, and your cooperation is not worth mentioning in front of him." Merkel raised her eyebrows.

Du Chuang's face immediately filled with anger, and he snorted heavily, "Mr. Merkel, please pay attention to your words. Our cooperation is about money... Do you want money?"

Merkel was very dissatisfied with Du Chuang's use of money to pressure her. Although Ruiya was not one of the top 100 companies in Shengguo, under the leadership of his boss, he had a net worth of over 100 million.

Would he care about the benefits of these millions?

Judging from his gloomy expression, he said: "Who doesn't want money, but Master Kongshan's current status in the music industry can determine whether your Chen Luoyu can be labeled as such."

"So powerful?" Du Chuang obviously didn't believe it.

"If you don't understand, check it out online now... Don't offend the master, you don't know yet." After saying that, Merkel stopped messing around with Du Chuang here and turned around to leave.

When Merkel walked away, Chen Luoyu took out his mobile phone and searched for the word Kongshan Xinyu.

Soon, those words about empty mountains and new rain came into view.

After reading all this, Chen Luoyu's eyes widened and he stared at Du Chuang in disbelief, "He is such a powerful person? He plays a decisive role in the international music scene?

It’s only been a year and three months since I debuted, it’s too exaggerated!”

"A powerful person will be discovered as soon as he shows up. He cannot hide it." Du Chuang explained.

But Chen Luoyu's face turned dark immediately, and he said unhappily: "What... you mean I don't have the strength?"

Seeing that Chen Luoyu had misunderstood, Du Chuang quickly apologized and coaxed her and said: "How could it be possible... We are such powerful people in Luoyu. If you want to kill others in an instant, wouldn't it be easy?"

"Hmm... what should I do with this Kongshan Great God?" Chen Luoyu asked.

Du Chuang thought for a while, and a hint of conspiracy and fierceness flashed in his eyes, "Give him money and let him push you. If he dares to disagree, just do it, okay?"

"Okay...this...I like it the best."



The walls of Ruiya's living room are all filled with photos of singers who have become popular in recent years. Almost all of them are occupied by three generations of singers, old, middle and young.

There are also Golden Melody Award trophies placed in the Duobao Pavilion made of huanghuali wood. I carefully counted at least twenty of them.

Their strength is indeed very strong.

The little babies were sitting on the sofa with Gu Beiming, as quiet as the princes and princesses in the oil paintings. Every angle would be the most beautiful picture.

The assistant responsible for delivering drinks stood there blankly, with almost stars in his eyes.

There is no way, the babies are so cute, as long as they are a girl, they will make them cute.

At this time, Merkel hurriedly opened the door and came in.

Wherever he looked, the first thing he saw was Gu Beiming.

Without waiting for the introduction from the assistant to the secretary, Merkel stepped forward, grabbed Gu Beiming's hand, and said excitedly: "The Great God of Kongshan..."

It's such an honor to meet you... I'm Angela Merkel, President of Raytheon."

Hearing this, Gu Beiming took a long breath, then turned his head to look at Ye Xinglan next to him, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Merkel, you got the wrong person.

I am Sorayama Shinyu's uncle, and our little baby is here."

Merkel was confused. Suddenly, a cute and handsome little guy appeared next to her. She stretched out her hand towards him and made a milky voice with a hint of dominance and calmness.

"Hello, I am Kongshan Xinyu."


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