Wen Zhiyuan almost smashed the mineral water bottle in his hand towards the door and asked me to be quiet, okay?
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Please come in."
Ever since he sat down in this position, Wen Zhiyuan felt like he had become a Ninja Turtle. There were a group of mothers-in-law and uncles on top who were dictating what to do, and a group of arrogant soldiers and warriors below who were trying to do whatever they wanted. He was caught in the middle and suffered from both sides.
To be able to survive till now without bursting a blood vessel, I must have burned thirty thousand kilograms of incense in my previous life!
The door was gently pushed open, and a thin middle-aged man walked in with a girl with a ponytail.
"Hello, Director Wen"
The middle-aged man nodded and bowed in greeting when he came in, with a flattering smile on his dark, wrinkled face.
The girl following him bowed and saluted at the same time: "Director Wen, I'm sorry to bother you."
Wen Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw these two men instead of the original two masters.
He stretched out his hand and pressed it twice, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, you can sit down. There is water in the refrigerator and you can help yourself."
The middle-aged man quickly said: "Thank you!"
He quickly walked over and opened the refrigerator placed in the corner and took out two bottles of ice-cold mineral water.
One bottle was delivered to Wen Zhiyuan's table first, and the other was handed to the pony-tailed girl who just sat down.
Everyone knows that Wen Zhiyuan likes to drink ice-cold mineral water. He drank up the bottle in his hand.
The respect from the other party made Wen Zhiyuan smile sincerely.
This middle-aged man is called Li Zhigao, and he is an agent who has become a monk.
Among the many agents at EMI Agency, Li Zhigao belongs to the lowest level. He has not been in the industry for a long time and does not have many network resources in the industry, so he can only take care of ordinary newcomers.
The ponytail girl he brought is called Tang Qiaoqiao. She is 19 years old, 1.65 meters tall, has an oval face and big eyes, and has a good appearance. She was one of the top ten contestants in a talent show last year.
EMI Agency signed her and trained her for just over half a year before launching her career. So far, she is just a small artist with small notices. Even if she walks on the street and shouts her name, not many people will know her.
In recent years, there have been too many artists who have been selected through auditions. Except for a few lucky ones, most of them are similar to Tang Qiaoqiao, and many have even quit the entertainment industry and returned to their original lives.
The competition in this industry is so fierce!
Tang Qiaoqiao was an insignificant role among the artists who debuted in the company, so she was left to Li Zhigao to lead her.
Wen Zhiyuan still has a good impression of Li Zhigao. Although Li Zhigao is not very capable, he respects him very much and is willing to do hard work regardless of complaints.
If his subordinates were all people like Li Zhigao, then his seat would be comfortable.
It is precisely because of this reason that Wen Zhiyuan is willing to take care of the other party under appropriate circumstances.
He asked pleasantly: "Old Li, why did you bring Qiaoqiao here?"
Li Zhigao sat half-assed on the sofa, straightened his back and asked cautiously: "Director Wen, I heard that you are planning to invite Lu Chen, the champion of Singing China, to sing, is that right?"
Um?
Wen Zhiyuan was stunned. Not many people knew about this matter. Where did Li Zhigao hear it?
However, seeing the look on the other person's face, he understood.
That must be Zhang Qiong, that stinky bitch who just stepped out and started talking nonsense outside, deliberately hitting herself in the face. As a result, even Li Zhigao knew about it!
Wen Zhiyuan felt an unknown fire in his heart, and it was hard to get angry at Li Zhigao.
He sighed and said, "That's right, now everyone from Lu Chen is here in the reception room outside, but Zhang Qiong insisted on changing people. I don't even know how to explain to him."
Li Zhigao's mouth is still very reliable, and it doesn't matter if he vomits some bitter water.
Unexpectedly, Li Zhigao showed a look of surprise: "Everyone is here? Manager Wen, Qiaoqiao, can you do it?"
He was stammering and incoherent. Wen Zhiyuan understood and shook his head repeatedly: "Old Li, it's not that I won't help you. Lu Chen wants a song for 250,000 yuan. I can help Zhang Shuhui apply for this money. By chance,
If it’s a coincidence, there’s really nothing you can do about it.”
Any agency, including EMI, has an internal ranking sequence for its contracted artists. The higher the ranking, the more resources you get. This is a clear rule.
In the EMI management company, if Zhang Shuhui, an artist who also works under Wen Zhiyuan, is ranked B, then Tang Qiaoqiao is ranked D. The difference between the two is really big.
Therefore, Wen Zhiyuan can apply for 250,000 yuan to buy songs for Zhang Shuhui, while Tang Qiaoqiao can only apply for 50,000 yuan at most.
Wen Zhiyuan is really helpless.
Mainly because Lu Chen's asking price was really too high, and no newcomer would dare to offer such a high price.
Zhang Qiong’s objection is not completely unreasonable.
Wen Zhiyuan felt miserable in his heart.
At this time, Tang Qiaoqiao, who was sitting on the sofa, bit his lip and suddenly said: "Uncle Wen, if I am willing to pay half of the money myself, is that okay?"
Wen Zhiyuan was shocked: "You paid for it yourself?"
It is normal for singers to spend their own money to buy songs, but Tang Qiaoqiao is a new artist who has just debuted. Wen Zhiyuan knows that her family is very ordinary, and the money she earns through the company is just enough for food and clothing in the capital, and it is difficult for her to eat well.
Now she actually wants to spend hundreds of thousands to buy songs, which really shocks Wen Zhiyuan.
This is a desperate situation!
Artists signed by a brokerage company who want to buy songs cannot do so arbitrarily. According to the rules, arrangements must be made through the company, because it also involves subsequent production, publicity, and promotion issues.
In fact, many entertainment agencies don't like artists making their own decisions.
Tang Qiaoqiao took the initiative to ask Wen Zhiyuan to buy songs from Lu Chen, which undoubtedly took great courage.
The timing was also just right.
but
Wen Zhiyuan still shook his head: "Half is not enough!"
It's not that he is hard-hearted, it's that the company has company rules, and he, a small department head, has no ability to ask his superiors to break the rules and improve Tang Qiaoqiao's hierarchy.
Li Zhigao said: "Director Wen, Qiaoqiao will contribute 100,000 yuan herself, and I will contribute 50,000 yuan. Please help her apply for another 100,000 yuan!"
He looked at Wen Zhiyuan with a very sincere attitude: "It's not easy for this child Qiaoqiao, please help me."
Is Lao Li crazy?
Wen Zhiyuan was simply stunned and couldn't believe it.
50,000 yuan is probably all this person’s savings. How can any agent do this?
But while he was surprised, the director of the brokerage department was also very moved.
In the entertainment industry, there are not many managers who can do this for signed artists. Most of them try their best to squeeze out the value of the latter, and finally spit it out like bagasse.
Therefore, many celebrities and idols choose their relatives and friends as their managers, even if they don’t understand the business at all.
Snap!
Wen Zhiyuan slammed the table, stood up and said, "Okay! Since Qiaoqiao you call me uncle, I, as an uncle, will sell this old face to help you once and apply for 100,000 yuan for you to buy songs!"
Li Zhigao and Tang Qiaoqiao were both overjoyed: "Thank you, Director Wen/Uncle Wen!"
The two of them didn't have high hopes at first, they just wanted to try hard to get a chance for themselves.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhiyuan was really moved.
Wen Zhiyuan chuckled. He waved his hand and said, "You're welcome. If you want to thank me, then work hard. We're going to see Teacher Lu Chen now. Remember to be polite and don't be sloppy."
Tang Qiaoqiao was also lucky. If Zhang Qiong had not fallen out with him, this opportunity would not have fallen to Tang Qiaoqiao at all. Moreover, if Zhang Qiong had not pushed him too hard and made him intolerable, he would not have wanted to try again.
If he doesn't fight back, he will only be stepped on by Zhang Qiong even more!
Wen Zhiyuan was actually betting that Lu Chen would be as strong as he expected.
A singer-songwriter who wrote "In Spring", "My Deskmate" and "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" should have no problem writing a song suitable for girls to sing, right?
Wen Zhiyuan, who took Li Zhigao and Tang Qiaoqiao to the reception room, was not completely sure.
EMI Culture Agency, reception room.
Lu Chen and Li Feiyu have been sitting and waiting for 10 minutes.
To be honest, Lu Chen was a little unhappy. He took the initiative to come to the door to try his voice, but ended up sitting on the sofa waiting.
But the lady at the front desk was very nice and polite, and the coffee she provided was very fragrant, so I could bear it.
Li Feiyu was fascinated by the big-breasted and fair-skinned receptionist, and kept peeking at her while drinking coffee.
Lu Chen suspected that he was a receptionist and there was a pretty girl over there in the studio!
"This must be Teacher Lu Chen, right?"
Just when Lu Chen was starting to get a little impatient, three people appeared at the door of the reception room.
Among them, walking at the front was a fat middle-aged man with a big body and a round waist. His smile was like that of Maitreya Buddha: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!"
He came over and stretched out his hands to Lu Chen: "I am Wen Zhiyuan, the director of EMI's agency department. Nice to meet you."
Reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling person, Wen Zhiyuan's sincere attitude made Lu Chen's unhappiness disappear.
He stood up, shook hands with the other person, smiled and said: "Hello, Director Wen, we didn't wait long, your company's coffee is delicious."
Wen Zhiyuan let go and said with a smile: "This coffee was brought by our boss from Brazil. It is really not available in China. If you like it, Teacher Lu Chen, I will ask Xiao Wang to pack some for you and take it back to try."
Lu Chen laughed dumbly: "Director Wen, you are too polite. Just call me Lu Chen."
Wen Zhiyuan said sternly: "You are one of the judges who will sing Sing China next season, and you deserve the name of teacher."
The first season of Beijing Satellite TV's "Singing China" was very successful, with ratings beating Hunan Satellite TV's "The Strongest Singer". The production of the second season has already been booked for next year.
At that time, more singers will definitely participate. Lu Chen's identity as a judge for the next season of "Singing China" was also included in Wen Zhiyuan's application reasons for Lu Chen's invitation to sing.
Lu Chen said modestly: "It's just an audition for the judges in different singing areas."
"Singing China" has a total of seven singing areas. Except for the Beijing singing area, other singing areas have different audition judges. Lu Chen serves as one of them, and is not the four judges who decide the championship.
Beijing Satellite TV had already told Lu Chen about this, and it was nothing more than a publicity stunt——
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