Zhu Cheng, who was drinking tea in the office, had a sad face. He had contacted all the well-known lyricists in China, but no one was willing to take the job.
It's not because I can't afford the money, but because I'm really short on time.
The more top songwriters are, the more time they need to accumulate. Geniuses like Jay Chou who can write a song a day write it for themselves. They are familiar with their own style and have a unique advantage in writing and singing by themselves.
The disadvantage of Fang Nianwei is that she is a professional actor and a singer with a natural voice, but she is not a good creator.
"The big names we contacted earlier were wasting too much time." Zhu Cheng murmured to himself: "The ones we contacted at the beginning didn't agree, so the longer we delay, the harder it will be to find someone again."
There was no other way. It seemed that Fang Nianwei could only make do with the songs she had written before.
"It will probably be difficult to contact the organizer to change the script. Mo Ying will definitely not agree to losing to a newcomer... Sigh, people like them are very shameless."
"Mr. Zhu!"
There was a knock on the door, and Aunt Liu pushed the door open and came in, as if something was urgent.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Cheng frowned. He was very worried about Fang Nianwei's scandal last time, so he finally asked the Wang family to come forward to settle it.
He was afraid that Aunt Liu would cause trouble for him again.
"Che Neighbor contacted me just now." Aunt Liu replied.
When Zhu Cheng heard this, his face showed pain, he put his hand on his forehead and sighed, gritted his teeth and said: "Why did he contact you at this time? Do you think you don't have enough money?"
Perhaps due to a guilty conscience, Zhu Cheng used money to bribe Che Lin to buy the copyright of the theme song of "Spherical Electric Cloud", which has always been a worry in Zhu Cheng's heart.
I went to the Quancheng shooting base to see it in person. Seeing that Director Chen was confidently preparing to make a domestic science fiction movie, Zhu Chengcheng felt even more guilty.
He was afraid that if the movie became popular and the box office would be worth billions, Che Lin would feel unbalanced when he saw it. He had sold the theme song for 500,000 yuan, which had spread all over the country, and would then come out to ask for money from Huatian Entertainment.
So he was afraid of hearing news about his car neighbor.
Aunt Liu was slightly startled when she saw Zhu Cheng's upset look, and then she understood the reason for her boss's headache.
"Mr. Zhu, it's not what you think." Aunt Liu waved her hands quickly.
As expected of someone who had worked as a secretary for Zhu Cheng, she understood her boss's psychology very well: "He is not here to ask for money, but to submit another manuscript... naming Nianwei for the competition."
"What?"
It took Zhu Cheng a few minutes to figure out what was going on. He got up and walked around the room, touching his forehead in confusion.
"What does this car neighbor want to do?" He turned to look at Aunt Liu: "No, that's not right. It must be why does he know what we need every time at this juncture?"
A man who would give pillows to him when he felt sleepy made Zhu Cheng, a scheming boss, somewhat suspicious.
"Someone in the company knows this neighbor." He finally made a judgment.
"Then Mr. Zhu, Ge..."
Zhu Cheng walked out with a big wave of his hand, "Go and inform the recording studio to work overtime today. All the people in charge of music and arrangement will be here for me. I want to see what this little lyricist who always provides help in times of need can write this time." Hua Lai… I still don’t believe it, how can you be so unknown to anyone with this ability?”
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Small towns in the south of the Yangtze River are not as impetuous as Guanhai. There are neither busy cars nor high-rise buildings. There are no crowded subways, but there are old courtyards that have been passed down for decades or even hundreds of years.
It's just that there are security checks everywhere in the southeastern corner of the town. In Guanhai City, this kind of loaded guns and ammunition can only be seen in the deep mountains and old forests near the seaside. It is a bit unexpected to appear on the edge of the misty and charming town.
There is even a horse placed beside a small bridge in front of a certain compound.
"Grandpa, I don't eat watermelon, so you don't have to work anymore!"
The door to the courtyard opened, and Wang Anruo stepped out of the main room with a single step, chasing an old man.
The old man was old, but his hair and beard were black. In his own words, he had white hair and lacked energy. A person's hair must be black and shiny. Those people at the same level as him who are on TV all the time, who have white hair? gray?
They don't accept old age, and naturally they can't accept old age either.
After the old man did this, everyone in the family was helpless. Even the stewards and "partners" who had been with the Wang family for many years secretly dyed their hair black when they got older... Who let the old man in this family keep his promises?
This iron-blooded old man who doesn't speak and doesn't show off his anger can do nothing to the eldest granddaughter who he has watched grow up since childhood.
"I heard you were coming back, so I put this melon on ice last night! There's a big difference between putting melon in the refrigerator and putting it in the well! You can't eat like this in a big city."
The old man came to an ancient well in the yard and fished out the watermelon placed in it. The 1.8-meter tall man didn't have any stoop at all. If it weren't for the wrinkles on his face that were weathered, it would be hard to believe that he was an ancient man.
He held the melon with one hand, glanced at the main room, and hummed: "I just said I wanted to go back yesterday, some fathers didn't know to tell me in advance... Why, my Wang family's family affairs are more important than the war report? "
Wang Rengui, who was sitting on a chair in the main room and eating melon seeds, shrank his neck when he was mentioned in this way, but he did not dare to say a word.
Wang Ma, who was sitting next to him, also calmed down her temper... It was no different here than at home, where she was the daughter-in-law, and the person in charge was still named Wang.
"You don't know how to help." Wang Ma complained to her husband in a low voice: "When dad gets old, let him go to the well to fish for watermelons by himself, just in case..."
Wang Rengui chewed melon seeds and shook his head, "Look at the many helpers at home, do any of them dare to go up? Otherwise, you don't go home often, and you haven't figured out what dad means after so many years."
Wang Ma turned around to look, and sure enough, there were some familiar people standing in the side rooms around the yard, but she just looked at them, and no one came to help Mr. Wang.
"What my dad wants to do, he really wants the gang to have its own actions, and he didn't ask you to help you. He will inevitably have to talk about it... Who dares to interfere in something like moving watermelons for his granddaughter? If An Ruo doesn't come, The old man in the family has the final say, it will be different when An Ruo comes!"
Sure enough, Wang Anruo followed her grandfather with her little hands behind her back, bouncing her feet up and down as she walked, like the cheerful little girl after school.
Only when she returned to this courtyard did she seem to take off her adult coat and turn back into a child who climbed over the wall to cause trouble.
Wang Anruo was so wild when she was a child, and 80% of the responsibility lies with Mr. Wang. Anyway, he will wipe her ass no matter what trouble she causes.
In this way, the old man and the young man each carried the watermelon back to the main room, put it on the table and cut it.
Wang Anruo also cut up half of it and served it to the people outside. Several people thanked the eldest lady one after another, said some polite words, such as the fact that she has grown into a big girl after not seeing you for a long time, and then said that the old man misses you every day.
Mr. Wang glared, and those people dispersed with a smile.
After a while, someone shouted from outside.
"The young master is back."
The car stopped outside the yard. A middle-aged man wearing an executive vest got out of the car and paused. A wealthy woman next to him carried some things and followed immediately.
The two of them passed through the gate atrium, passed the ancient well, and arrived in front of the main house.
Wang Rengui stood up and came out to pick him up: "Brother."
The man took off the peaked cap on his head, and the woman next to him quickly took it in her hand and handed the thing in her hand to the man.
The man looks quite similar to Wang Rengui. Although they are not twins, they are still brothers. However, his eyebrows are a bit more old-fashioned and steady than Wang Rengui.
"Lao San, I brought you some good tea and cigarettes."
"Brother, you're welcome."
"It's not just for you."
Boss Wang smiled and patted his brother on the shoulder, then looked at Wang Anruo next to him.
"Anruo is getting more and more beautiful."
"Hello, uncle."
"You still have face. Normally, your grandpa doesn't care about me. When he heard that you were coming back, he insisted on asking me to come and have dinner."
Mr. Wang sat on the grand master's chair at the main seat and frowned: "Shouldn't you go home and see your father? Don't think that an official's wings will become stiff as he grows bigger!"
"No way, no matter what, you are still my father." Mr. Wang laughed and put another thing on the table: "Eat as much as you like, it's expensive, it's good for the body... It's all on the mountain of herbs.”
In this family, only the eldest son dares to talk to the old man from time to time. Neither the second eldest son nor the third eldest son Wang Rengui dares.
But everyone in the family actually knows that Mr. Wang likes his youngest son Wang Rengui the most, otherwise he would not have named him Rengui.
The boss's wife is very virtuous, as polite and courteous as a daughter of a wealthy family. She is also a woman from an aristocratic family and deserves to be a lady.
Wang Ma is a university professor with a high level of education and knowledge, so the two of them can always chat.
Moreover, the men had returned home, and the women only had something to talk to each other. Wang Ma was so happy when she saw her sister-in-law coming over that she took them to the wing to chat.
Wang Ma knew that besides her daughter's upcoming filming and variety show schedule, she also had important things to tell her grandfather when she came back.
"Third brother, I checked for you what you asked me to check last time." Boss Wang sat down next to Wang Rengui. Wang Rengui gave him a cup of tea. He took it and took a sip, frowning and said: " It's a director in the capital, Director Chen. He helped me with An Ruo's matter. Although I don't know the purpose, he helped us after all. I sent someone to give me a gift to thank her, but she didn't want it."
"how?"
"They said he was also entrusted by others." Boss Wang asked, "Qin Wuxiang, that well-known young writer, Director Chen said it was because of his affection that he got involved to help suppress the scandal."
"Qin Wuxiang?" Wang Rengui was stunned.
This man may be called a stranger or not, and everyone has heard of his bad deeds; he may be familiar or familiar, and we have no friendship with him, so why should he help his daughter?
Just because the heroine of this drama is An Ruo, are you afraid that the scandal will affect the movie?
But that should be the director's concern. Director Chen understands it, but why would he, an original author, be like this?
The two brothers were chatting, and Wang Anruo was also pestering his grandfather.
Mr. Wang looked at this precious granddaughter and frowned: "Filming and filming...you won't come to see your grandpa until the Chinese New Year?"
"You are busy, grandpa." Wang Anruo said with a smile: "My eldest uncle and second uncle are also busy. They are both busy with their careers. Grandpa, you have to understand."
"What can I do if I don't understand?" Mr. Wang sighed: "If I yell at my two sons, they dare not say anything? You... if you shut up when I say something to you, I can't do anything to you."
"Hehe, grandpa is the best!" Wang Anruo said with a smile.
"You said you don't have any conditions at home, so you insist on becoming an actor and acting...Okay, okay, okay, you can't do it without me telling you?"
Seeing that Wang Anruo was about to turn from sunny to cloudy again, Mr. Wang had no choice but to give up.
He really doesn't want his granddaughter to enter the entertainment industry...it's really not necessary.
If she hadn't been willing and he loved the only girl in the Wang family, how could he have followed her.
Who among the boys from the eldest and second family dares to act wild in front of him?
Therefore, Mr. Wang always hopes that Wang Anruo will wake up and stop being in the entertainment industry.
So after hearing about her scandal some time ago, the old man was even hoping that this time he could make his granddaughter quit.
"The scandal..." Mr. Wang snorted coldly: "If I catch those shameless people setting up my granddaughter, I will definitely let your second uncle deal with them."
"That's right." Wang Anruo felt a little guilty, but after a pause, she still said: "But, although the scandal is false, but... I really have a boyfriend."
As soon as he said this sentence, Boss Wang, who was chatting with Wang Rengui, was stunned and stopped mid-sentence.
Wang Rengui cleared his throat and felt uncomfortable sitting there, so he didn't dare to look at the old man.
Mr. Wang was also slightly startled, his expression changing in an instant, and finally frowning, holding the armrests of the Grand Master's chair with both hands, and making a sound.
"Third brother, this matter... is kept secret, isn't it? I'll take care of you later!"
Finally, after a long time, he looked at Wang Anruo, his tone became much gentler, but his face was full of reluctance: "Which boy is he from?"
Wang Anruo suddenly became very serious, and his words were full of determination: "His name is Qin Feng!"
(End of chapter)
