During lunch time, in the company's dedicated canteen, employees were having a lively meal and discussing daily interesting things happening in the company.
Jiang Kan also likes the company's cafeteria. After all, employees are the company's valuable assets, so the food here is usually dishes made with fresh vegetables and meat provided by a specialized supply chain that are higher than ordinary ingredients. There are also a variety of rich fruits.
The price is not expensive, and it can be regarded as a company subsidy to employees. This is something that only well-known large companies with conscience can provide to their employees.
He packed three taels of rice, a portion of mouth-watering braised pork, a portion of twice-cooked pork with green pepper and a portion of winter melon and pork ribs soup. He carefully carried the plate and slowly came to an unoccupied dining table and sat down. Start feasting.
On a table not far from him, several staff members were sitting, talking about today's gossip in the company.
"Hey, look, that's Jiang Kan, the newcomer whose pen name and stage name are both 'talking'!"
"Talk freely? Are you the one who wrote "Chengdu" and "Someone Like Me" and made them famous?"
"Yes, that's him. He's been very hot lately!"
"Yes, that song "Chengdu" has become popular in the streets and alleys, and it was even featured on CCTV!"
"He doesn't look like he's forty years old. He's in his early thirties at most. He's about the same age as us."
"I've also listened to his songs, and his voice is really amazing!"
A group of people were chattering as if this was the best meal.
But there are also some voices of opposition, like sand in rice porridge.
"Haha, when the wind blows, pigs can fly to the sky!"
"Yes, he can sing well and can write music, but are there too few people in the world who can write and sing? How many more years can he continue to sing and write at such an old age?"
"I don't know if the leaders have been possessed by something evil. If they want to find such an older newcomer to praise them, wouldn't it be better to praise a younger newcomer?"
A rather old bearded man, at least around forty-five years old, laughed disdainfully and interrupted everyone's conversation.
"Oh? Brother Li, there's something in your words... there's something wrong with them. What's going on?"
A person next to him asked curiously.
"Humph, my little nephew just graduated from college this year and he also has a good voice. He asked me to help him contact the agent department to see if they can sign him..."
"But the person in charge of signing the contract interrupted him rudely after hearing him sing only half of the song! He said that his voice condition did not meet the company's needs and asked him to try with another company!"
The man held the chopsticks in his hand with some irritation, his eyes bloodshot with anger.
"I've heard my nephew sing it, and his voice is really good. They won't accept such a good talent, but they want to accept this 40-year-old veteran... What does the company think?"
He angrily took a large mouthful of vegetables, put it into his mouth, and chewed it hard.
It seemed that what he was chewing was not the vegetables, but Jiang Kan, who was feasting over there.
"Hey, Brother Li, you... your nephew was brought over last Friday afternoon to audition, right? I happened to be repairing equipment in the singing studio at the time, and I also listened to his songs. To be honest... hehe …”
When a man in his thirties next to him heard this, he almost spat out the food in his mouth. However, after receiving a fierce glare from the man known as "Brother Li", he suppressed his laughter and stopped talking. Keep your head down and eat.
"Hey, Lao Li, you don't understand..."
The other person mysteriously lowered his voice and stretched his head over.
He first looked around carefully and saw that no one else was staring at them, then continued:
"Don't spread what I said out loud! From above, it is said that Chairman Jin made the announcement and wants to support this Jiang Kan!"
"Otherwise, why would you think he, a forty-year-old old man, could join our Feiyang Entertainment?"
"What? Lao Zhang, is what you said true?"
Lao Li almost choked on a mouthful of rice and turned his head to stare blankly at the other party.
Lao Zhang continued mysteriously:
"Why did I lie to you? My sister-in-law's eldest cousin also works in our company, and he is from the brokerage department at the Shanghai headquarters. Someone has already spread this rumor over there, Director Jin The director is particularly optimistic about this guy named Jiang Kan, and even said that he will push him into the top ten of the rookie championship list!"
Lao Zhang lowered his voice as much as possible, but his tone was extremely proud.
You see, I, Lao Zhang, can find out such confidential information. Although we are only in the administration department responsible for company equipment maintenance, we are well-informed!
If you want to hear more gossip in the future, why don't you try to curry favor with me?
"Hey...it turns out it was Dong Jin who meant..."
Lao Li finally recovered a little, and his face changed color several times in an instant.
"The person that Director Jin likes must naturally have some outstanding qualities. How can you criticize someone behind their back just because they are a little older? It's unethical for us to do this!"
He rolled up his sleeves angrily and raised his head.
"In fact, I have always admired such an excellent singer. He has a good voice, can compose music, and can also write lyrics. The company was really wise and decisive in signing him!"
"Yes, yes, I feel the same way. My son particularly likes his "Missing Someone Like Me" and talks about it every day. It also gave me the opportunity to go to him to sign it for myself..."
"Hehe, my daughter is the same. She hums every day, 'A smart person like me has already said goodbye to innocence, so why would he still use a relationship to exchange for scars'..."
"Jin Dong Yingming, our Rongcheng branch's composition department has left several people. It's time to attract new blood and replenish the talents!"
Several people around him also nodded, saying that they had always been very optimistic about Jiang Kan. The company's signing of him was simply the most successful investment.
…
Jiang Kan's ears are not that good. He can hear other people's whispers from more than ten meters away.
At this time, he was still thinking about whether to add some choir-like female chorus voices to "Castle in the Sky".
Or would it be better to change part of the trumpet sound to a trombone sound in a certain section...
"Hey, Xiao Jiang, are you eating?"
While he was thinking, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears.
Looking up, it turned out to be Director Yang.
Sure enough, in the Rongcheng branch, this is the only one who can call himself "Xiao" Jiang.
"Hey, Director Yang, are you coming to the cafeteria to eat in person?"
He saw that the other party had an uncontrollable smile on his face. It seemed that the other party was very satisfied with his piece of music, so he laughed a little and made a joke.
