Luo Mingxuan then asked: "So, you came to the nightclub because you like singing and there is no suitable platform for development?"
The second round is a hidden arrow.
Su Jiuge was secretly frightened, this man was definitely not simple. He always spoke with a hidden agenda, carrying a knife and a gun. If he was not careful, his ugly appearance would appear.
If she talks about her ideals, how she gives up her studies, how she loves singing, and asks him who is involved in the entertainment industry to help her release a record or hold a solo concert, and then enter the music world and become famous overnight, then she will definitely
There are so many women who are looked down upon by him. They follow the trend and worship money for potential.
Nightclubs are too ambiguous and decadent for women. There is nothing you can do these days. No matter how debauched you are behind the scenes, you must always wear the mask of a chastity arch.
Su Jiuge was not polite at all, and poured himself a cup of "Xiangbaidan": "It's not about whether you like it or not. It's just that under such circumstances, by chance, I happened to have such a job."
Luo Mingxuan is a mixed race, with a quarter of Italian ancestry. His blue eyes are like the deep sea, with a strange bright color flashing: "Miss Su, you haven't answered my question yet."
Cunning old fox. Su Jiuge cursed in his heart, drank another glass of red wine and drank it all.
Calm down - she warned herself not to get into trouble.
"Mr. Luo, sometimes once you enter the industry, you have no chance to choose." Looking up, Su Jiuge squinted his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow, a bit blurred, a bit vicissitudes of life, "The choice is
Things for rich people. People like us, living at the bottom of a prosperous city, are not qualified to talk about dreams, let alone have any choice."
This sentence completely aroused Luo Mingxuan's interest. He didn't bother to test it more, and immediately took over the topic: "Choice is a matter for the rich? Miss Su, this is too absolute. No matter how rich the person is,
How much freedom is there? Apart from different social class status, there is not much difference between people."
The theories of rich people are worthless. How can they know the sufferings of the world?
Su Jiuge shrugged disapprovingly, raised his glass to the big boss again, and smiled: "At least, as a rich man, Mr. Luo, you can choose whether to treat me to drink the 'Xiangbaidan' from 1984, or invite another singer.
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Conversation is a very important knowledge. How to take the lead in a conversation, be at the upper hand, and be suitable to please the other party is a real art.
Su Jiuge tried his best, with his combat index at full range, and finally won the favor of his boss.
Luo Mingxuan had a graceful demeanor, but there was a hint of smile in his sea-blue eyes: "Miss Su, you have great potential, whether it is singing or socializing. As the president and CEO of SRTWR Entertainment, I officially invite you to cooperate."
He stretched out his long, white hands in an inviting gesture.
No matter how calm and sophisticated Su Jiuge was, at this moment, he stood up excitedly, with a surprised smile on his face.
SRTWR entertainment empire, this is the ideal temple for all singers and actors. Almost 90% of the kings and queens were born in SRTWR.
And the person who personally extended this olive branch turned out to be Luo Mingxuan, the head of the SRTWR entertainment empire!