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Chapter 43

Although the new song and the team have many guarantees, Kong Tengyu still finds it difficult to accept it calmly.

His fingertips traced back and forth on the leather sofa, and when he was confused, he heard Yang Yuran announce again: "Let's be more tolerant and supervise each other, and strive to present the best effect of the new song."

His inner struggle brought the acquiescence of continued indulgence to the highest point, and it exploded with a bang.

He stopped the scratching action that was used to distract his depression, raised his head and said something disappointing: "Captain Fan is such a generous person, spending huge sums of money to hire tens of millions of tuners for scrap materials. I can't appreciate this kind of demolishing the west to pay for the east."

The behavior of the wall. The tofu-filled construction that is riddled with holes cannot withstand the test of time. Sooner or later, the true level of vulnerability will be exposed in front of the camera."

Fan Sirui clicked his tongue and used his patience to help Kong Tengyu find the steps: "This has nothing to do with hiding one's ugliness. We have to work hard in the present. I believe that only by uninterrupted efforts every moment can we hope to win a good future. Don't worry about tomorrow today.

At least there’s time to make changes today, isn’t there?”

The guidance filled with chicken blood had no effect at all. Kong Tengyu turned to look at Yang Yuran and said expressionlessly: "Agent Yang, the thing I regret most in the past three years is definitely signing to Anas first and then to Guardian.

I don’t have the money to terminate the contract, and I won’t mess it up, but if you arrange a live concert, I will insist on refusing to participate.”

Kong Tengyu said inhumane words with a rock-solid attitude, and almost made it clear that he refused to participate in the car rollover scene.

Fan Sirui ignored him for a while, feeling a little embarrassed, but because he was the captain, he had to continue to mediate the atmosphere.

"Xiaokong, we are on the same team, we are so clearly differentiated between you and me, how hurtful it is."

Kong Tengyu didn't even look at Fan Sirui, and waited for Yang Yuran's reply.

"Tell the front desk to let Brother K go back. I won't hire anyone who is impulsive."

"It works. I believe I can really use it. Brother K is so sincere and sincere to you."

Kong Tengyu left with a sullen face. He Qian was in better condition than before he came. At least he could say "Okay, I will work hard" normally, and then walked out of 404 with his chest raised and his head raised.

"Okay, let me get in touch and bring the boy to see you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The core two people are left behind so that they can communicate normally and make follow-up arrangements without any worries.

As a related person, she has the consciousness of being a related person. She tries her best to avoid wandering around as little as possible before making good results, and rarely appears in front of the diligent old employees.

"Those who are capable should work harder. With a small team, it may be difficult for the company to pay for big names."

No one may believe it, but Yang Yuran has been working for more than a month and has become familiar with the men's group's physical training room, dance studio, recording studio, entertainment department conference room, restaurant, and her 404 office route.

Unable to bear the upset of my best friend, Yang Yuran helped me think of a better way: "Brother K advocates three points of life, freedom, comfort, and spontaneity, but the desire for conquest comes to cling to me. Don't worry, wait until the new team becomes more mature.

Recruit Brother K. Before that, I will find some important problems to ask for advice to increase Brother K’s attention to the new team.”

Fan Sirui made a promise, and Yang Yuran's way of speaking made him feel comfortable. Yang Yuran could have said that since he wanted absolute rights, don't worry too much, but Yang Yuran chose a more tactful way to keep the fate of the team and his plan at bay.

connected.

When the call was connected, I heard Zhou Yuanyuan's exaggerated praise: "Yu Ran, you are so strong. Four years later, Brother K still lets you control him to death. Brother K is currently in the lobby on the first floor of the company. The front desk stopped him from going upstairs.

.I have been to this man many times, but he only lied to me and never implemented anything, so you have to do it."

Fan Sirui raised his hand to make a gesture of taking off a hat, his eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and he asked Yang Yuran directly: "I am responsible for paying for the tuner, and I also have to be responsible for finding a specific tutor through connections? Doesn't Jiade seem to have a surname of Fan?

"

"Okay, just follow what my little clever guy said."

At noon, Yang Yuran slept on the table and was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone.

Yang Yuran said truthfully and heard Zhou Yuanyuan's disappointed response: "That's it, what a pity. Anyway, Wei Feng's contract expires in the middle of this year. I told my dad and uncles not to renew Wei Feng's contract and sign Brother K."

."

"Hahaha!!"

Fan Sirui held his chin with one hand and thought for a moment, then simply replied: "There is a boy who was taught by Mr. Huang Zidi himself. He won the third and second place in the Youth Cup Singing Competition the year before last and the year before last. His level and psychological quality are very stable.

.”

Zhou Yuanyuan emphasized the sentence and analyzed it in detail: "Wei Feng has made my father a naughty man. He only knows how to give advice to Li Bei's team. It is not yet known whether he will be able to renew his contract with Guardian for the next three years. Let's not let Wei Feng affect our mood. Let's put K

If I get the company, it will be settled once and for all."

Yang Yuran asked Fan Sirui. He knew the details of He Qian's problems better than Yang Yuran. It would be great if he could recommend a suitable candidate. It would be best to find someone of the same age who can bring He Qian into the right state.

"Brother K has a hot temper and loves to curse. Letting Brother K give full guidance to Fan Sirui and the others is equivalent to getting a short-lived beauty. Brother K endured it for three months. And Wei Feng is still in the company. He is the chief tutor after all, so it is inevitable

Put on airs. But as long as Wei Feng criticizes Brother K once, there is no doubt that Brother K will immediately slap his butt and walk in."

Huang Zidi is 82 years old this year. Before his retirement, he served as the general conductor of the provincial song and dance troupe. His strength is beyond doubt.

Yang Yuran stretched out his right arm and rested his head on it. He clicked on the call release button and remembered that the 404 office door lock was useless. He took out the earphone and hung it on his ear, saving him the trouble of holding the phone.

“Do you have a suitable bass singer?”

Yang Yuran looked happy, clinked the glass with Fan Sirui's water glass, and agreed: "Okay, please contact our team leader Fan to contact the other party. With you taking action, I believe it will be successful immediately."

Yang Yuran used words of comfort like snake oil. Seeing that the gloomy look in Fan Sirui's eyes was not diminishing, he said with a heartfelt tone: "The new team will inevitably have to go through the process of starting from scratch. This process is the most difficult. This kind of equality

The team is highly scalable.”

After Zhou Yuanyuan approved, she lowered her voice and asked: "Yu Ran, I just heard from the servant at home that my dad and my brother had a fight, and my brother hasn't returned to the villa for a few days. I called him in the morning, and he lied to me and said it was okay.

He is at work normally, please help me see if he is in the company."

"Okay, which floor is your brother's office on?"

"His office is in A1 on the 16th floor."

Yang Yuran picked up the cup, took a sip of the bitter and scummy instant coffee, and replied calmly: "You won't be able to schedule a concert in the next six months. To open such a high-end performance venue, you can't just stand there singing and dancing. There must be enough

We have a huge fan base. Young man, if you are too impatient to eat hot tofu, just go on step by step."

Fan Sirui laughed so hard that he turned forward and backward, discovering the cuteness of the poisonous tongue for the first time.

After getting Zhou Yuanyuan's answer, Yang Yuran went to the designated place.

Ding--

When the elevator door opened, she saw the magnificent A1 office with the words "Project Management Department" hanging on the door.

He stepped forward and raised his hand to knock on the door. As soon as his hand touched the door, the unfastened door slowly opened a crack, and a strong male voice broke into Yang Yuran's ears.

"Mu Yu, I have always respected you and your mother. If you insist on leaving my Zhou family, I will not stop you."


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