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Chapter 148 A Very Tempting Invitation

Chapter 148 A very tempting invitation

Author: Bu Ning

Gu Nanci slowly glanced at Qian Shaoshao and showed a smile that concealed his merit and fame.

I was just about to say something.

There was a voice outside the door.

"Mr. Cheng, please come this way!"

The sliding door moves slowly.

Unexpectedly, the four people in the room stood up.

The man who came in had a smile on his face, his eyebrows were half-covered by his fine forehead hair, and his eyes were very deep, but there was no aggression at all. Instead, he had a sense of intimacy.

His gentle smile made everyone feel like they were old friends whom they had known for many years when they met for the first time.

This is the 30-year-old music king, Cheng Jiantang, who is well-known in the industry for his good popularity and good reputation.

"Hello, Senior Cheng!"

Without waiting for Xi Ruqian and Qian Yueliu's instructions, Gu Nanci and Shang Shixu bowed politely in greeting.

Cheng Jiantang also waved his hand in a very easy-going manner, "Hahaha, no, no, don't call me senior, just call me brother. Everyone, sit down! Let's not use these false etiquette. I'm not much older than you, just treat me as your peers.

Just be your friends! - Hey, this is Nanci!"

Looking at Gu Nanci opposite, Cheng Jiantang stared blankly for several seconds.

"How's it going? I'm just saying that children should be great! If you can't keep up with the hot ones, you'll miss out a lot in your busy schedule!"

Fu Zhi followed in and rolled his eyes at Cheng Jiantang angrily.

What you are praising is your own artist.

Xi Ruqian and Qian Yueliu are also very respectable.

After exchanging pleasantries, we finally sat down.

Cheng Jiantang's voice was regretful: "Oh... I mean, maybe it's not fate. Who would have thought that I would be stuck there and couldn't run the studio. You said, this poor person has nothing, so you can't let others do it."

Can the child lie to you?"

Suddenly.

At the table, Fu Zhi and Gu Nanci glanced at Qian Yueliu at the same time.

Looking at each other, it's like finding an ally.

He glared again, accusingly.

A certain poor guy even cheated Shaoshao out of a lot of money: just happy.jpg

Can't hear, can't hear, can't hear!

"I heard that you are already forming a group? Oh, Nanci, if I invite you to join my studio now, can you still agree?" Cheng Jiantang smiled and invited again on the spot, saying sincerely and enthusiastically,

"I really, have always admired your talent. Now my team has basically taken shape. As the first artist in the studio, the conditions and treatment are absolutely favorable!"

...thought it was a thank you banquet.

The co-author actually came to poach people?

For a moment, both Xi Ruqian and Qian Yueliu froze for a second.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows how tempting this is.

Cheng Jiantang, the top wave in the music world.

Not to mention, because of his good popularity and personality, he has made many friends and has a terrifying amount of connections and resources.

The status of a singer is more than that of an idol! It is not an exaggeration to say that he has transcended classes!

Being invited to join by such a person will guarantee you a talented singer in the future, and the future will be smooth!

Why is there no need to sing and dance after suffering?

but.

As soon as Cheng Jiantang's voice fell, a charming voice sounded, and Gu Nanci slowly opened his lips:

"Thank you, Brother Cheng. However, I still want to follow the path of a boy band and develop together with the members. I am not considering changing companies for the time being."

Cheng Jiantang stared at that face for a long time, sighed softly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Oh, I know, one step is too late, one step is too late...no luck."

"Humph! Do you regret it? It's a shame I tipped you off so early!" Fu Zhi said angrily.

Let go of hanging for a second.

Qian Yueliu seemed moved.

He whispered: "Good boy! I read you right! The company paid for today's meal!"

Gu Nanci: "..."

Xi Ruqian beside him frowned and remained silent for a few seconds.

It suddenly occurred to me that when he was in Hongguo, Fu Zhi was always looking for people.

Ha! So what if we leave it to Cheng Jiantang to rob people from then on?

It’s not all in vain!

Xi Ruqian suddenly turned cloudy and sunny, and the gentle old fox smiled a little deeper.

"It's okay. If you don't want to be the boss, we can just be friends. Let's add our contact information later and exchange music with each other. People in my team laughed and said that I am too old to keep up with the trend. Nan Ci, you have to help me!" Cheng

Jiantang turned around and smiled slowly.

Cheng Jiantang has no airs and is also talkative. He was never silent from beginning to end.

After I learned that the song that came with it was the original sung by "hate me, love you" which was as popular on the charts as Buried's song.

However, compared to their incessant praise of Gu Nanci, although they were sincere about Shang Shixu, they still owed a few points.

After all, one is an original song and the other is a selling original song.

As a musician who writes his own songs, I definitely appreciate fellow creators more.

Instead, I casually asked ccc, the new celebrity who couldn't be contacted by all the companies in the circle, and as expected, I got a regretful reply that he couldn't be contacted.

During the whole process, Cheng Jiantang praised him repeatedly.

He told them that the young people were amazing, asked them what the group was called, and paid attention to them on the spot.

After hearing that Gu Nan was contracted to produce songs for the group during his farewell party, he even expressed his expectations.

Although he laughs at himself as an outdated old man, he is very proficient in using various social software and is even more proficient than Gu Nanci.

He even asked the waiter to help him take a group photo and uploaded it to social platforms to share the news with a smile.

Then one photo goes down and it explodes in an instant.

Without the public opinion monitoring of an entire department like Hongguo, no matter how capable the public relations boss is, he cannot have three heads and six arms to keep an eye on it all the time.

In addition, he was still busy with company matters. After the dinner, Xi Ruqian discovered the bad trends on the Internet.

They sent each other off, Cheng Jiantang and Gu Nanci walked side by side, enthusiastically saying that he was particularly optimistic about the opportunity to work together.

Next to him, Fu Zhizha thought to himself, he has no time and is busy filming the show at my place. You are a waste of his efforts and can't keep up with the heat, so you can go ahead and think about it!

Xi Ruqian, on the other hand, had a stern expression, replying to messages with one hand while roughly searching for information on each account.

Just when a few people walked to the door.

There was a loud bang.

"Get lost! What the hell! If he doesn't come, why don't you want to invite me? The country is so big! I can't believe that I can't hire someone who's pretty and can play the piano!"

Cheng Jiantang paused.

He looked back and frowned, "Is it the child of the Pei family?"

Fu Zhi also stopped and looked back, "Huh! Why did you smash the table? He must be so angry -"

Gu Nanci followed his gaze.

The lobby of Spring Pavilion is different from that of ordinary hotels.

It was renovated from a century-old store, and the original wooden attic was maintained and preserved. The remaining high-rise buildings were built based on the protection of the attic, showing the ancient style of a building within a building.

The attic is in the center and is very beautiful. It is usually surrounded by a fence for viewing purposes only.

At this moment, the fence was opened, and things were being moved inside. At first glance, it looked like expensive nanmu tables and chairs, and there was a piano in the middle.

The boy stood with his back to him, his black highlighted hair looked very unruly, he was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and he hit the piano as if to vent his anger.

The piercing chaotic notes and loud bangs made the entire lobby deafening.


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