"Qin Feng, Qin Feng..."
Mr. Wang repeated this name in his mouth. He had imagined this day countless times and what his reaction would be when he heard this stranger's name...
Earlier, he thought that with An Ruo's temperament, he would bring people directly to him as a "surprise" for him.
"You work in Guanhai," Mr. Wang looked at Wang Anruo and said, "The man named Qin from Guanhai City..."
Wang Anruo knew that his grandfather was overthinking, so he smiled and said, "He is an employee of my dad's company."
Mr. Wang was slightly startled when he heard this, then looked at Wang Rengui and frowned displeased: "Just let your daughter speak for herself?"
Wang Rengui shrank his neck, knowing that he might be angered at any time, so he quickly explained.
"He is an employee of our unit. He has worked with me for many years. He is down-to-earth and progressive... Dad, didn't you say that you can't introduce people to An Ruo who are in those circles? None of them are good... At least the child is under my control. I know exactly who he is."
"Then let me ask you, who is this person named Qin Feng?"
"My family is in a small local county. My parents are ordinary people. After graduation, I took the public examination and entered our work unit. I have a clean foundation and I respect my private life."
Wang Rengui thought for a while and added: "Anyway, I haven't heard that he was in love before, and my colleagues know about the same."
Mr. Wang was thoughtful after hearing this, and then gave his eldest son a wink.
The latter understands it well and knows that the matter of his little niece is a big deal to the old man. Now that the little niece has someone to talk to, he must at least know the details of the other party.
When children from ordinary families reach the age of discussing marriage, don’t they also have to find out what the family does, how many people there are, and what the family composition is like?
If it is not convenient for the old man to ask himself, he has to look up these things as a son.
And given the special circumstances of the Wang family, we have to be wary of whether An Ruo's future husband has other ideas.
Mr. Wang finally sighed, as if he had aged ten years, "Next time you go home, bring that kid to meet me."
Wang Anruo nodded and replied: "Well, I will bring Qin Feng to see grandpa after the National Day holiday. Grandpa will definitely like him."
"So sure?"
Mr. Wang didn't believe it. It was just like his father-in-law had a hard time dealing with his son-in-law. He had a very high threshold for kidnapping his precious granddaughter.
Wang Anruo thought for a while and replied with a smile: "Intuition, but if you want to give a reason, he is tall and good-looking, has a stable personality, and is well-educated. At least he is not at all associated with the people that grandpa hates."
Mr. Wang came from an era when carriages and horses were very slow. It was an era when whistling at a girl on the road would result in a jail sentence for hooliganism.
Coupled with the fact that he was born in the military and valued love and justice, he couldn't stand the fanboys and restless men in today's entertainment industry.
Mr. Wang pondered for a moment and showed his first relieved smile since just now.
"Since my An Ruo has said so, I'm looking forward to meeting the brat. If you don't satisfy me, at least he won't be able to enter your grandpa's house again... Rengui!"
"Hey, Dad."
"Come with me." Mr. Wang stood up and walked to the back room. Wang Rengui stood up and followed him obediently. How could he have the airs of a leader at Guanhai City TV station?
Boss Wang laughed when he saw this, took his cell phone and got up and went outside.
The old man has already spoken, but none of the Wang family is procrastinating.
At the same time, Wang Anruo's cell phone rang, and it was Aunt Liu calling.
"Che Lin came to submit an article?"
Wang Anruo's eyes lit up after answering the call, and she was a little happy, but it was actually expected.
What made her even more happy was that Che Lin's contribution was unanimously praised by all the music teachers at Huatian Entertainment!
"Nianwei, after listening to the song, Mr. Zhu has agreed to discuss cooperation with Che Lin at the highest market price. Now he is just waiting for you to come back and audition."
Aunt Liu whispered on the phone: "You know, I value your opinion more. If you feel that this song does not match your style, I will try my best to fight with Mr. Zhu to make it original for you."
It is probably every singer's dream to make the song he writes become a hit, but in Wang Anruo's heart, it is better for Qin Feng to earn an objective reward than to write a song by himself and participate in a competition that is impossible to win. .
"Aunt Liu, think about it, our time is already very tight. If Mr. Zhu agrees to let me create something original, why go to all the trouble to hire famous lyricists?" Wang Anruo "comforted" Aunt Liu on the phone: " Now there is finally a song that satisfies the music teachers in the company. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy, so how can I be picky...I will go back to Guanhai to practice singing tomorrow."
"Then since you said that, I'm going to reply to Mr. Zhu right away... Another thing you need to know is that this time Mr. Ge and Zhu still want to sign a buyout contract with Che Lin like last time."
"Buy out the contract?" Wang Anruo frowned upon hearing this: "Does Mr. Zhu still want me to be the original author?"
"You know, we in the company have to actively cooperate. It was written in the contract when we signed the contract." Aunt Liu added: "I know you are high-spirited and may not be happy, but there is nothing you can do about it."
The theme song of "Spherical Electric Cloud" was written by Che Lin, but only a few people knew it. Both Capital Studios and the outside world believed that Fang Nianwei was the original author.
This music variety show is no exception. Huatian Entertainment still plans to spend money to buy the copyright of this song from Che Linlin and claim that it is still Fang Nianwei's original work.
After hearing the news, Wang Anruo's brows never relaxed.
Although she really wants Che Lin's reputation to spread, the agency's decision cannot be influenced by its artists.
Fang Nianwei is not equal to Wang Anruo. Huatian Entertainment and the Wang family have a very clever tacit understanding and will not actively interfere with each other unless absolutely necessary. Therefore, in most cases, Fang Nianwei needs to cooperate with Mr. Zhu's decision-making.
After hanging up the phone, Aunt Liu sighed slightly in the office. She still thinks that Wang Anruo's dissatisfaction comes from her integrity, and thinks that singing other people's songs as her own original work is an insult to her self-esteem.
"Nianwei, it's like this in the entertainment industry. It's normal to be in control." She looked at the phone and said to herself: "Sometimes you have to learn to compromise."
There was a knock on the door, it was the person in charge of Huatian Entertainment recording studio.
"Sister Liu, this is the next arrangement for the recording studio. Please make sure Miss Fang arrives on time tomorrow."
"Okay, put it on the table."
"There's another thing I didn't tell Mr. Zhu. Sister Liu, please help me refer to it."
The person in charge handed a document to Aunt Liu.
Aunt Liu took it and flipped through two pages, frowning: "What is this?"
"How do you say this song?" The person in charge studied the song written by Che Lin over and over again, and finally came to the conclusion: "The genre of music is varied. Some parts are like Fang Helin's, and some parts are different. Like Li Zongsheng, but the fusion is perfect. It is the best song I have ever seen in recent years, but this lyrics..."
"What happened to the lyrics?"
"The lyrics are so similar to Qin Wuxiang's writing style, whether it's the writing style or the use of some artistic conceptions. Some of the lyrics can even find corresponding sentences in Qin Wuxiang's original work."
The person in charge said: "To put it mildly, it's called learning, to say the worst... Of course, I usually read a lot of Teacher Qin Wuxiang's books, and I also like his writing style. Maybe I worry too much."
Aunt Liu understood what he meant, but she looked at the calendar on the table and saw that the final program would be recorded on October 1st. This song was just a timely help, if not needed...
"I don't understand songwriting, but you just said it can be a reference and a tribute, right?" Aunt Liu showed the majesty that a gold medal manager should have, frowned and said: "I will discuss this matter with Zhu In general, there are not many songs in the Chinese music scene that are said to be plagiarized. Isn’t one song more popular than the other? Besides, writing songs and writing books are two different fields, so they are not the same."
"I see."
After the person in charge of the recording studio left, Aunt Liu looked at the recording studio's schedule for the next few days and rubbed the corners of her eyes.
(End of chapter)
