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2344,Sister Jin

It was also made a little awkward by the atmosphere at the scene, and everyone present was stunned on the spot.

Everyone doesn't know how many differences there are between Zhang Ying and Azhe, but giving up their musical dreams is obviously the most realistic problem that most band members have to face.

On the one hand, Metallica is a gold-eating beast, consuming the savings of its members all the time.

On the other hand, the niche market, coupled with the huge competitive pressure, brings minimal benefits.

As Zhang Ying and Azhe introduced, many bands have disbanded, and those who remain are either from wealthy families themselves and do not care about burning money.

Or just use love to generate electricity and don’t care about making money at all.

But people have to eat. At least Zhang Ying is clear-headed now. She sees that Azhe, who is setting up a street stall, has been paying for the band.

Zhang Ying felt guilty and persuaded Azhe to give up her dream, do her part in the business, and save some savings.

This is actually the best way at the moment, at least everyone doesn't have to work so hard.

Seeing Zhang Ying crying, everyone turned their attention to Azhe.

Azhe just remained silent for a few seconds, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with his foot a few times, and then said slowly:

"Zhang Ying, do everyone else have this idea?"

"Yes." After sniffing, Zhang Ying choked and said, "I told Lao Mo earlier about this matter. He plans to inherit his father's fish stall and concentrate on selling fish."

"Little Fatty is also planning to open a cake shop and no longer thinks about the band. He is already very tired and has a girlfriend to take care of. He feels like he will break up with her if this continues."

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ying leaned forward and said involuntarily: "Azhe, give up."

"Huh!" Azhe did not answer immediately, but took a heavy breath and became silent.

At this moment, sitting at the snack stall next door, a middle-aged man drinking alone suddenly smiled coldly.

At first, everyone thought he was chatting with others, but the man turned back and looked in Azhe's direction, and couldn't help but said jokingly:

"I said boss, if you are really capable, why don't you try the music festival at East Lake Camp?"

"East Lake Camp? Music Festival?" Hearing what the man at the next table said, Azhe, who was dejected at first, suddenly became bright-eyed.

It seemed that the man at the next table had heard clearly what everyone had just exchanged.

After a brief hesitation, Azhe replied directly: "Is East Lake Camp the newly opened campground?"

"That's right."

The man at the next table just turned his back to everyone, smiled slightly, and continued:

"The East Lake Campground will be opening soon. There will be a music festival and we are going to invite some bands to support the event."

"I know." After hearing what the man said, Azhe responded with a smile:

"In that kind of place, the price for commercial performances is very low. It's basically a fee for singing a song. The individual band prices are different, but they're not much different."

"Moreover, they usually invite some acquaintances from music associations."

"After all, their programs have been promoted by radio stations, and those radio stations have cooperative relationships with music associations. As for an independent band like ours, I think..."

After a pause, Azhe also sighed, and then said: "I think we don't have a chance. Even if we do, the price given is quite low."

"No, no, you don't understand what I mean."

It seemed that Azhe didn't understand his intention. After a few seconds of silence, the man revealed again:

"Let me tell you a secret. Sister Jin, who is well-known in the music industry, will also be there."

"It can be said that if I can get on that stage, I might give myself a chance to perform in front of Sister Jin."

Picking up the wine glass on the table, the man drank the beer in one gulp. The moment he put the glass down, he said again:

"Musicians who can be favored by Sister Jin will definitely have the opportunity to flourish. It depends on whether you can seize it."

"If your band is really as good as you say and is always ahead of other bands, then I suggest you go there and try your luck."

"Sister Jin?" As soon as the man here finished speaking, Azhe's eyes could no longer hide his excitement.

At this moment, Zhang Ying also looked at Ah Zhe in disbelief.

But the music industry seems relatively unfamiliar to Gu Chen.

As the saying goes, there are so many different lines, so Gu Chen doesn't even know who Sister Jin is? But he was very excited when he saw Ah Zhe and Zhang Ying there.

Out of curiosity, Gu Chen casually asked: "Who is Sister Jin?"

"A Taishan Beidou-level figure in the music industry. She is also a music producer and a music godmother. She has a lot of performance resources in her hands."

Turning to look at Gu Chen and the others, Azhe was also excited and said: "Like many singers holding concerts, many of the supporting performance teams are arranged by Sister Jin."

"And she also has top-notch music equipment at her disposal. She is someone that many singers would not dare to offend."

"Being able to be appreciated by Sister Jin is equivalent to starting a new journey for my acting career."

"Is she really that powerful?" Listening to the man and Azhe's introduction, Lu Weiwei even felt that just hearing the name of Sister Jin would scare people to death.

Zhang Ying on the other side continued: "Of course, you are not musicians, so of course you don't know how good Sister Jin is."

"Sister Jin also sang in her early years, but later she transitioned to working behind the scenes, and many singers became famous thanks to her."

"And she has a top-notch music production team, and the equipment of the team is beyond the reach of many people."

"But if she is so powerful, why would she come to a place like East Lake Camp?" Officer Wang asked the question that everyone has always wanted to ask.

Zhang Ying was stunned, then quickly looked at the man with his back to everyone, and asked:

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Yes, Sister Jin is such a famous musician, how could she come to the music festival in the East Lake Camp? This kind of music festival is very small.

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"You don't have to worry about these." The man at the next table just put the filled wine glass into his mouth, drank a few sips, and then said:

"She may be here to deal with some personal matters. Not many people know that she is here, but I am sure that she will appear at the East Lake Music Festival, the day when the East Lake Campground opens."

"If, I mean if, you can find a way to get this performance opportunity, even if it's just to sing a song, then it will definitely be a good opportunity for you."

"But." After hearing what the man said, Azhe, who was a little excited at the moment, leaned forward and asked, "But, if we go to find Sister Jin, even if it's to sing a song."

"But Sister Jin was not at the scene at that time, so didn't we miss it?"

"Haha, that's ridiculous." Seeing that Azhe's remarks were too childish, the man also laughed twice and continued: "What I want to tell you is that Sister Jin only goes there."

"As for whether you can meet her, or whether you can have your music appreciated by her, this is completely a probabilistic event."

"Do you expect that as soon as you go there, you will be appreciated by Sister Jin? Stop making trouble. If this is your idea, then pack up your things and disband as soon as possible."

"If you don't understand this, why are you still playing in a band? This is just an opportunity. Once you seize it, maybe you will be brilliant."

After a pause for a few seconds, and seeing no movement from Azhe's side, the man turned slightly, turned his face to the crowd, and said again:

"If you don't want the band to break up and you can't drink enough to try it, if you don't give it a try, how do you know you don't have a chance?"

"Moreover, not everyone knows about this opportunity. I am telling you this news. Whether you can seize it or not depends entirely on your own luck."

"Sir." She also felt that this man at this moment was the last straw for her band. Zhang Ying quickly asked for advice in a polite tone:

"Can you please show us a clear path? How can we perform on stage if we are not invited?"

"I know that this kind of opportunity usually doesn't come to independent bands like us. Even if it's free of charge, we can go there and perform. There's no problem at all."

"It's not about money." The man next door hesitated for a few seconds, then turned his face and said, "Go find a guy called a beggar. He will tell you what to do."

"Beggars? What is this? A stage name?" Yuan Shasha was a little confused and felt that the name was quite strange.

The man also smiled lightly and explained: "It's a nickname for a person. This person has some abilities. If you can find him and ask him to help, maybe you will have a chance to perform."

After a pause, the man continued: "Oh, by the way, I would like to remind you that not many people know that Sister Jin is going. If people from other bands know, I'm afraid the competition pressure you will face will be much greater."

"If you weren't particularly famous, people wouldn't even consider letting you in."

"There are actually many ways to let Sister Jin get to know you." He Junchao listened for a long time and finally couldn't help but say:

"For example, using the identity of a tourist, going to the East Lake Camp to attend the music festival, and then trying to find a way to give Sister Jin a business card."

"Haha, you are too naive." Also listening to the advice given by He Junchao, the man next door smiled coldly and then said:

"If you are just a group of people who have nothing to do with music, or if you don't let Sister Jin appreciate you, most of the business cards you hand over will be thrown into the trash can."

"You have to know that Sister Jin receives a lot of business cards every day. Who do you think you are? Why should she accept your business cards?"

"Why? Do you want to remember your names? First of all, you have to be bright. Sister Jin cherishes musical talents. If you don't show them off, how can you get people to notice you? Huh?"

After the words fell, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Lu Weiwei, who was sitting next to He Junchao, also patted He Junchao and said angrily: "Yes, He Junchao, what is your bad idea? Why do people want to know you? Who do you think you are?"

"This is not something that can be solved by just handing over your business card."

"So, you can only be appreciated by Sister Jin if you go to a live performance?" He Junchao also helplessly relaxed his shoulders, feeling a little helpless.

The man next door nodded silently and couldn't help but said: "The only way for musicians to get to know each other is through music."

After the words fell, the man stood up directly, picked up the shoulder bag beside him, walked to the roadside, and said to the stall owner: "Boss, the meal has been paid."

"Oh, I know, walk slowly." The busy stall owner turned to look at the man and said casually.

The man seemed to ignore Azhe and the others and walked directly to the roadside, stopped a taxi with his hand, and prepared to leave.

Azhe, who had been slow to react, finally woke up from the dazed state just now.

He immediately ran towards the taxi, leaned against the window and asked, "But who is the beggar? How should I find him?"

Gu Chen looked at Ah Zhe with an expectant look on his face, leaning on the taxi window to communicate with the man. He didn't know what the two of them said.

I saw the taxi slowly leaving, while Azhe was standing on the roadside, waving his arms at the vehicle.

When Azhe returned to his seat, Zhang Ying couldn't wait and quickly took Azhe's arm and asked:

"Azhe, did he tell you how to find beggars?"

"I said it, but I didn't seem to say anything." Azhe took a sip of the drink, his head seemed to be buzzing, and he had not yet recovered from the previous state.

Zhang Ying was a little confused, and then asked again: "What happened? Did he tell me?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alas!" After sighing, Azhe shook his head helplessly: "He said that the person nicknamed the beggar usually hangs out in some bars, but there are many people who know the nickname of the beggar.

few."

"I asked him, does it have any specific features? Like a photo or something?"

"Then what did he say?" Zhang Ying looked expectant at this moment.

Azhe thought about it for a few seconds and then said: "He said that the guy called the beggar has dreadlocks, a high nose, and a thin figure. At first glance, he seems to be a relatively fashionable person."

"What about your age?" Gu Chen asked again.

"I was about 30 years old. I asked the man, what does a beggar do? He didn't tell me clearly, but he said, find a beggar and find a way to get him to help me enter the East Lake Camp and let me become a performer at the music festival.

Guest."

"Only in this way can our band have a chance to be seen by Sister Jin. Other than that, there is no other way."

With a heavy sigh, Azhe seemed to have found his target. He couldn't help clenching his fists and said in anticipation:

"I'm going to give it a try tomorrow, and the music festival at East Lake Camp starts in less than a week."

Turning to look at Zhang Ying beside him, Azhe said again: "Zhang Ying, the time left for us is running out. We must seize this opportunity. We must seize it."

"But..." Although Zhang Ying didn't want to hit Azhe, but thinking about it, she still couldn't help but say:

"But Azhe, didn't you listen to what the man just said? Maybe we can fight for the chance to perform at the East Lake Camp Music Festival. We can try it even if it doesn't cost any money."

"However, people have also made it clear that it is still unknown whether Sister Jin can stay there until she sees our performance."

"If we were performing at the time and Sister Jin happened to not be there, then all our efforts would be in vain."

"But Zhang Ying, if we don't go, we won't even have a one percent chance. This may be our last chance. Don't you want our band to come back to life?"

Seemingly a little excited, Ah Zhe put his hands on Zhang Ying's shoulders and kept shaking them.

Zhang Ying couldn't control him, so she sighed and said:

"Okay, I'll tell everyone about this when I get back. You go find the beggar. I hope everything goes well."

With a heavy sigh, Zhang Ying said helplessly: "I don't know if this opportunity can come true, so we will accompany you to go crazy again."

"Okay!" Upon hearing Zhang Ying's promise, Ah Zhe was immediately overjoyed.

But Zhang Ying reminded her: "But I agreed that this is the last time. We have no capital to squander. If we don't succeed this time, we will disband."

Raising her eyebrows, Zhang Ying continued to repeat: "Did you hear that? If we don't succeed, we will disband."

"I heard it, I heard it." At this moment, Azhe was ecstatic, feeling that the opportunity fell from the sky, and it was a complete surprise.

In the past, I participated in various commercial competitions. Although my metal band was far ahead in terms of strength, it failed every time because I had no money to gain popularity.

Therefore, Azhe believed that this time was definitely an opportunity to make a comeback, and Azhe seemed to be looking forward to it.

Seeing this, Gu Chen encouraged him: "Then go and try, maybe you can really succeed."

"Yes, I am willing to give everything for a chance." After saying this, perhaps because he was too happy, Azhe smiled directly at Gu Chen and the others and said:

"I'm happy today. You are Zhang Ying's friends again. I'll treat you to this meal for free."

"That's impossible." After hearing what Azhe said, Lu Weiwei quickly refused:

"Your current band is already in such difficulty, I don't want to take advantage of you."

"If you want to treat us, let's wait until you succeed."

"it does not matter."

"No, absolutely not. If you say that, then I will never come to take care of your business next time, really." Lu Weiwei also had a stubborn temper.

Lu Weiwei usually feels at ease when she takes advantage of her colleagues.

But let her take advantage of this group of people who have musical dreams and happen to encounter difficulties, Lu Weiwei will never be able to do it.

After repeated push and pull with everyone, Azhe finally reluctantly agreed:

"That's okay, I'm just counting on everyone, I hope everything goes well."

"all the best."

Seeing Azhe raise his drink, everyone also raised their glasses at the same time, clinking glasses to encourage each other.





Early the next morning, the Criminal Investigation Team of Furong Branch.

Since everyone is still waiting for news about Xiao Yang in the Philippines, the work at hand has become much easier.

So Lu Weiwei chatted with everyone about what happened last night and shared the joy with her colleagues:

"Hey, Lao Ding, do you think this Azhe can eventually find a beggar, become a guest performer at the East Lake Camp Music Festival, and be appreciated by Sister Jin?"

"This..." Officer Ding hesitated for a few seconds, and then said slowly:

"Theoretically, there's no problem. I'm just afraid that he'll have nothing to draw from his bamboo basket and all his joy will be in vain. How can such a coincidence happen?"

"There's no need to be so pessimistic, right?" Seeing that Lao Ding was not optimistic about this matter, Lu Weiwei was a little discouraged and asked Wu Xiaofeng and Ji Zhe:

"By the way, Wu Xiaofeng, Ji Zhe, what do you think?"

"Us?" Wu Xiaofeng and Ji Zhe were stunned at the same time and started thinking.

Wu Xiaofeng was the first to answer: "It feels like a fairy tale. If this metal band, which has always been far ahead in strength, can really seize this opportunity, maybe it can really turn around. Are you right? Ji Zhe?"

After the words fell, Wu Xiaofeng threw the question to Ji Zhe aside.

Ji Zhe also thought about it for a while, and then said: "I think it might not go so smoothly. After all, we still don't know the identity of the mysterious man you met last night."

"Did he also listen to other people's bragging at the wine party?"

"Or maybe he knows Sister Jin? That's why he revealed the formation of Sister Jin? Or... or..."

Seeing Jizhe's hesitant speech, Lu Weiwei also said angrily: "Or what?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Or... maybe this is just a scam from beginning to end?"

"Fraud? No way? How could this be a fraud?" Lu Weiwei didn't like Ji Zhe's answer very much, and sat in her seat frustrated.

And He Junchao took the opportunity to joke: "Lu Weiwei, don't think so well of everyone in this world. How can there be so many good opportunities in front of you? Many pie-in-the-sky things are related to fraud."

After taking a sip of water, He Junchao continued to give examples: "For example, aren't the cases we are investigating now all related to fraud?"

"Those victims, who didn't believe that pie in the sky would fall on their own heads? The method of being deceived is actually quite clever, it is to gamble on your greed and ambition."

"Then you still swore yesterday." Seeing that He Junchao's attitude this morning and last night were completely two extremes, Lu Weiwei said angrily.

He Junchao smiled and said: "There were many things last night that I couldn't say in person."

Turning around, He Junchao spoke eloquently: "It's not like you don't know. In the situation like last night, if I hit someone, then this Azhe would collapse in one game."

"Besides, I actually don't know whether what the man said is false. It's hard to be arbitrary."

"If Azhe finds a beggar and really gets a chance to perform, even if he doesn't meet Sister Jin, he won't lose much."

"At least I just attended a performance, it's no big deal."

"But if it's fraud, what can fraud defraud? His body? No way, right?"

"Haha, Senior Brother He, please stop being ridiculous." Listening to He Junchao's teasing, Yuan Shasha on the side couldn't help but want to make a few jokes.

He Junchao said indifferently: "I am telling the truth. There are frauds everywhere in Southeast Asia now. We have accumulated experience by handling various cases."

"Eh?" After hearing what He Junchao said, Lu Weiwei suddenly looked curious, looked at Gu Chen who was sorting out the information, and asked:

"Junior Brother Gu, why do you think these fraudsters from Southeast Asia always keep an eye on our mainland? Don't they do no fraud in the United States?"

"That's more." Gu Chen compiled the information, folded it aside, and then said slowly:

"Their financial fraud is terrifying, but there are also endless electronic frauds. However, if you want to defraud them of money, you have to know English."

"Yes, you have to know English." Yuan Shasha on the side also agreed.

"That's right." Lu Weiwei nodded silently and said thoughtfully:

"However, electronic fraud activities have now moved overseas. So if the Americans want to defraud their people, their bases should also be located overseas, right?"

"If they were in the United States, with their case-handling capabilities, they should be able to destroy these dens, right?"

"That's for sure." When Lu Weiwei asked about this, Gu Chen lay on his seat and said calmly:

"Actually, why do we say that telecommunications fraud always targets us? One of the reasons is that the 'business' in the United States has always been under the control of India."

"Yinguoguan?" Upon hearing this statement, Lu Weiwei also stared and asked hurriedly: "How do you say it?"

"Because the fraud groups in Southeast Asia only cheat us, but those guys in India have completely opened up the situation."

Gu Chen smiled slightly and continued:

"I am based in Asia and care about the world. I have been harvesting Americans professionally for more than ten years."

"Even the legendary omnipotent FBI, that is, the FBI of the United States, shook his head when he encountered them. There is really nothing that can be done against them."

"Are they more ruthless in harvesting them?" Yuan Shasha said with a chuckle.

Gu Chen nodded silently: "You can understand it this way. How ruthless are the scythes of these old friends in India to harvest the United States?"

"I can give you some examples of data for your reference."

After a pause, Gu Chen recalled the database in his mind and said:

"It can be said that last year, its performance actually increased by 47%, with annual revenue of US$10 billion."

"One in six Americans has been deceived by electronic fraud, and the main deceivers are really these guys in India."

Putting down the water glass, Officer Wang also asked curiously: "But Gu Chen, what everyone speaks in English smells like curry, how come this American just listens to her?"

"The origin of all this began in the 1980s and 1990s of the last century." Gu Chen continued to explain unhurriedly:

"Because in the United States at that time, many companies, in order to reduce costs, moved their call centers, which is now known as manual customer service, to other places."

"People's first choice is India. After all, first, their official language is English, and second, the labor cost is only 10% of that in the United States."

"But within a few years, Americans found that their lives were completely surrounded by customer service calls with Indian accents."

"Whether it's investigations in all aspects, various reminders for electricity bills, or promotion of fitness cards, 400,000 Indians are constantly calling Americans every day."

"At first, Americans really had strong opinions on this curry-flavored English."

"People didn't understand it even after listening to it for a long time. However, American companies do this, so they gradually got used to it."

"It soon exceeded one million people and became the world's largest call center outsourcing market."

With a faint sigh, Gu Chen said again:

"It's a pity that this dividend has only lasted 20 years, and the industry has been transferred."

"More than ten years ago, the Philippines, which has better conditions in all aspects, took away this business."

"Having been robbed of business? Shouldn't those people in India be impatient?" Lu Weiwei asked.

Gu Chen nodded silently and continued to explain: "Yes, the Indian side is indeed dumbfounded. What should they do with these millions of employees?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So, many local people of insight learned from the painful experience and thought about how to base themselves on the national conditions, dig deep into the market demand, and achieve industrial upgrading."

"But the question comes again, where to upgrade? There are no more code-writers in the telephone customer service, so what are the advantages really? Maybe he is more familiar with the national conditions of the United States."

"We even have the personal information of many Americans. This is called knowing yourself and your enemy. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. I feel it would be a pity not to do something bad."

"So they quickly found a new niche, which was telecommunications fraud."

After a pause, Gu Chen continued: "Then they started to take action. First, they pretended to be computer customer service and called those customers to inform them that your anti-virus software needs to be renewed."

"Or maybe there was an error in your credit card payment and you have to pay again."

"Basically, these can defraud hundreds of dollars at most at a time, so people are thinking that the money comes too slowly, and they want to control the wallets of Americans. This requires further research on the psychology of this user."

“Understand the pain points of users and achieve private customization.”

"Their slogan is, cast the biggest net and catch the stupidest fish."

"Then tell me, what are the American people most afraid of? What are their pain points? That is the U.S. Taxation Service."

"From officials to criminals, the tax bureau will be frightened when they hear about it."

"In fact, they even have to pay taxes on the stolen money."

"So magical?" Yuan Shasha listened with interest and complained.

Gu Chen smiled slightly and continued: "Yes, the pain point has been found, so these people in India started pretending to be the tax bureau and called people saying that you have been included in the tax evasion list."

"He said investigators will be at your door in 30 minutes. If you don't pay off the debt quickly, you will be taken away on the spot."

"There are so many victims. They are so frightening that they will cry. Especially those Americans. I heard that money can eliminate disasters. So they really need to pay as much as they want."

Shaking his fingers, Gu Chen added, "It's not a big deal for a rich man like you to be defrauded out of hundreds of thousands of dollars in a matter of minutes."

"With this key link opened, these Indians will become more and more proficient in their business."

"Later, because there is another problem in American society, that is the proliferation of drugs. In addition to conventional drugs, there are also some drugs you know."

"Okay, I'm pretending to be the FBI and making phone calls to random Americans to tell them that we found out that you are related to a drug case and that we suspect you are related to a certain gang."

"As for these gangs, they are usually in Latin America. As long as someone is fooled, what does it mean? It means that this person is up to something, and that is a big fish that can defraud people for a long time."




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