Except for a piece of gossip that he already knew, nothing was found in the end, but Xie Qianyu still asked Li Longjiu to help him suppress the news for a while.
"Really, what did I think? What does Girls' Generation have to do with me?"
After taking a long sip of wine depressedly, Xie Qianyu let go of his worries.
"But it has something to do with my lifelong happiness, brother!" At this time, Ni Haoen came up again and looked at Xie Qianyu longingly, "I have found several musicians, but they don't want SM~"
Thinking of how he had "taught" his younger brother the secret of chasing girls, Xie Qianyu felt that it was hard to make steel. With his family background, what kind of girl could he want at his fingertips? Why did you just fall in love with that "torture god" Kim Taeyeon!
This is because SM doesn’t want to do it, it’s obviously not the time for Girls’ Generation to release a solo…
"Okay, okay, I'll figure it out for you later. By the way, if you need anything about the entertainment industry, hey, hey, now I can still speak in this small circle."
Just like they accepted the check with peace of mind, Xie Qianyu didn't feel inappropriate about the simple exchange of interests. Only by consolidating the financial contacts could he order these brothers to do things with peace of mind.
"I like Kim Taeyeon!"
"I like Li Chunkui!"
Hearing what Ni Haoen and Li Longjiu said, Xie Qianyu became furious: "Two perverts who like short bodies!"
"Do you dare to say that today is Quan Baolanxi's birthday and you didn't give her anything?"
Faced with Li Longjiu's questioning, Xie Qianyu gave in obediently: "Okay, I admit defeat..."
"I like Silly Pani..."
Gui Xingyu's weak finishing touch made Xie Qianyu completely stumbled, and he could only give him a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"
If Girls' Generation is really targeted by these beasts...
Haha, Kim Young Min, you should think about how to hype F(x) earlier...Orz...
"By the way, Lao Jiu, can you lend me your Jiang Minjing and Hai Linu?"
"Get out..." Li Longjiu, who had always been calm, had black lines all over his face, and his understanding of men's shamelessness had once again reached a new level.
To talk about the relationship between Lee Yong-koo and DAVICHI, we have to start with the relationship between his family and Kang Min-kyung's family. The two families can be regarded as family friends. Out of consideration for the man's character and his tendency to "combine sisters", everyone He has been maliciously speculating about the bad relationship between the three of them.
Even in the small circle, it is always teased that he works as a paparazzi agent in order to collect dirty information about female stars, and then use it to coerce other members of the group to do the things he loves to do.
Fortunately, all this has weakened somewhat after Xie Qianyu took over T-ara, and now this guy actually brought it up...
After the banter, the simple banquet was almost over.
At the door of the box, Ni Haoen stepped on the floor under his feet and smiled like a man to Xie Qianyu: "How about it? Do you want to play together for a while?"
"Damn, you are really free..."
Only then did Xie Qianyu understand why this place was quiet and secretive. It was obvious that there were more exciting projects underground, but he politely declined after complaining.
"You are really a good man now. Is Xian En Jingxi so charming?" Ni Haoen curled his lips, but did not force it.
Xie Qianyu doesn't want to watch or participate in these pastimes now. Maybe he really wants to be a good man because of Xian Eunjing's sexual transformation.
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The entertainment industry and the underworld, two industries that are not on the stage in the eyes of those in power, are circles that Xie Qianyu would not want to touch if he could, but under the push of the big hand of fate, the three are tightly intertwined.
Perhaps the two integrated circles are just innocuous, but they have extremely different special meanings in Nanbang Country:
First, this is a place where "cultural nation building" has been written into the country's foundation. Even if the entertainment industry is still far from becoming a pillar industry, its importance has become increasingly prominent.
Second, now is not the time when the Korean underworld will weaken to the extreme in ten years. Although the timing of entry may be a little late, being on this line still represents the control of relevant official power.
Ten years ago, when he, Ni Haoen, Xun Chenyu and Gui Xingyu were hanging out on the streets of Cheongdamdong and calling themselves the "Four Hegemons of Jiangnan", he would never have thought that one day he would actually step into this circle and become a member of those big families. The most despised activity in the world.
But he had no choice. After finding numerous supporting actors for T-ara's acting career, it was time for him to find a way out for himself to gain a foothold in this country.
"call....."
After walking out of the villa, Xie Qianyu walked on the path in the manor, looked at the stars, and breathed out a sigh of relief.
This feeling of gathering with his brothers is rare for him anymore. It may be that one day is missing every day. You don’t have to worry about someone poisoning the food, you don’t have to worry about being caught for speaking inappropriately, you don’t have to worry about getting drunk and showing your ugly face... In short, you don’t have to worry about anything. It’s a rare feeling to be able to let go of the burden in your heart.
He has never worried about whether Gui Xingyu can succeed: the so-called gang only evaluates its strength in three aspects - financial resources, manpower, and background. With the support of him and Ni Haoen, there is no need to worry about the first two, and the third point is that he hopes to be able to Obtained through involvement in the underworld.
With Xie Qianyu's current status, it is naturally impossible for him to end it himself, but he has already set up the stage for Gui Xingyu. Whether it can happen depends on the man's help and some providence.
A night without words...
Early the next morning, Xie Qianyu rushed to the QS Building and went straight to the sixth floor.
Although in the United States, most matters can be handled remotely through email or the like, some things still have to be done on-site.
Under the butterfly effect, he is no longer the miraculous man who could return a hundredfold on a single investment. In addition to being able to grasp a few world trends such as the Libyan war and the Syrian civil war, the specific operational policies still have to be coordinated with those in the Ministry of Finance. The decision can only be made after discussion among the investment geniuses.
There are also offices like that one that haven’t been used for more than a month. It’s time for a good cleaning...
"Hey, it's pretty clean?"
After swiping his card and walking into the office, Xie Qianyu was surprised to find that the inside had clearly been cleaned. Not to mention spotless, at least the windows were clear and clean, enough for him to sit down and work with satisfaction.
And since he has the authority to enter his office, there is no one else but the card in Quan Baolan's hand, so just think about it and you know who can come in and clean it.
"What a good wife and mother..."
With a sigh, the man in love made a pot of tea and sat at his desk, picking out some decision-making documents that had been backlogged for a long time and processing them one by one.
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"President Nim, are you back?"
"Hey, Ming Shu Nu Na, you're here so early. Is something okay?"
Before he could process a few documents, Lin Mingshu, the logistics manager, knocked on the door and came in, holding a pile of things with a solemn expression: "I have something, but it's not an urgent matter."
Xie Qianyu put down what he was doing, looked up at Lin Mingshu and signaled her to continue, unscrewing the tea cup and planning to take a sip of water.
"One is about the recent art festival schedule, and the other is about business."
"Art Festival?" Xie Qianyu couldn't help but frowned, "I haven't had a movie released yet. Did they include "The Living Corpse Elevator"? But that one was only released yesterday..."
"It's the Baeksang Arts Awards. It will be held in early April."
Although Lin Mingshu had expected it, she was still a little helpless when she saw Xie Qianyu's unreliable appearance: "Baeksang is held at the same time as film and television. "Sungkyunkwan Scandal" will definitely be nominated or even win. Can’t you not go?”
"Go, I have to go..." Xie Qianyu still felt a little sad when he thought of his smooth relationship with Park Xiaomin, "Let's take this, what does it mean in terms of business?"
"It's like this. I think you need to take on some business activities. Do you know how much loss you will have if you disappear like this?!" Lin Mingshu looked serious and finally took on the posture of an agent in front of the boss.
"You can't make much money, and you have to spend time, so why bother..."
"You made less than $240 million this month, isn't that a lot?"
"puff!"
Xie Qianyu happened to be drinking water when Lin Mingshu was talking. The tea he blew was still a bit hot on his tongue. The moment he entered his mouth, he spurted it out in one breath.
"How much... how much?" Xie Qianyu's voice almost trembled as the teacup almost fell from his hand and hit the table. After all, this number was really astonishing.
With more than 200 million U.S. dollars in one month, he still works as a financial venture capital investor? That's more than 2 billion a year. In less than ten years, he will be among the top 50 richest people in Fushasi by relying on commercial performances.
Lin Mingshu was a little embarrassed when she saw Xie Qianyu's reaction. She calculated this number because a rich woman celebrated her birthday in the past month and had offered Xie Qianyu US$500,000 to perform for half an hour on her fiftieth birthday.
She originally "calculated" the monthly salary by multiplying this number by thirty days based on the eight-hour work system. She just wanted to make a joke with Xie Qianyu, but she didn't expect that the other party looked serious...
Harmful…
I'm joking with you, why are you taking it seriously?
Lin Mingshu, who was playing tricks, did not expect that Xie Qianyu's wealth growth rate was indeed several million per minute for a period of time. It was understandable to seriously consider a monthly salary of several hundred million, so she had no choice but to take out paper to help Xie Qianyu wipe his desk.
"In any case, your commercial value is very high now. You can consider accepting endorsements, doing pictorials, performing in specialties, etc... And for the Mercedes-Benz endorsement, you may have to go to their Asian headquarters in China. ah……"
"I understand, I will be there for the Mercedes-Benz thing, and the rest... we'll talk about it later..."
"Na..."
Looking at Lin Mingshu who was about to turn around and leave, Xie Qianyu suddenly stopped her again: "By the way, Mingshu Nu..."
"Huh?" Lin Mingshu's heart was pounding and she was a little nervous.
"Please prepare an invitation letter for me and invite the heads of various entertainment companies to come and sit with us."
"Okay...ok."
[Ah Qinga (really!) How could I mess things up like this! 】
In the elevator, Lin Mingshu stepped back and covered her face tightly with documents, feeling ashamed of her behavior just now.
[Don’t they all say that Xie Qianyu likes the lively types like Kwon Yuri and Eunjung? Why do I act so strangely! ! ! 】
Just when Lin Mingshu was slapping herself and feeling crazy, the helpless Xie Qianyu was still working hard. He finally understood the difficulties of being in the entertainment industry. There were some things that he could not avoid if he wanted to.
For example, he may not care about the money he earns from commercial performances and endorsements, but managers like Lin Mingshu rely on profit sharing, and there are so many makeup artists, accompanists, assistant teams, etc., with dozens of people waiting to show off. His talents are not something that can be rejected just because he says he doesn’t want to go.
Helpless, helpless, I can only think of ways to improve efficiency and squeeze out more time...
Xie Qianyu spent the whole morning in various documents and discussions with the people on the third floor. It was not until lunchtime that he formulated the detailed plan for the entire 2011 Year of the Rabbit.
Naturally, the staff's meals were delivered directly from the canteen to the third floor. Xie Qianyu was not prepared and could only run out to eat.
As soon as he walked out of the door of the Financial Department, he saw the wall directly opposite. Behind the wall were the offices of musicians such as Li Haoyang and the Brave Brothers, as well as the dance teachers led by Pei Yunjing.
"Haoyang! How's the song going? Oh Mo, what's going on with you?"
When Xie Qianyu pushed open the door of Li Haoyang's office area, he almost died from the smell inside. Originally, I wanted to come here to care for the staff and see how the songs I wrote for T-ara's concert were going. Unexpectedly, Li Haoyang was not playing games this time. It was just that the buckets of instant noodles in front of the table were almost piled up. I didn't know. The studio hasn't been ventilated and cleaned for a long time.
"President, you are here...ahem..." Li Haoyang's face, which could not be called handsome but still considered young, is now full of vicissitudes of life. His beard is unshaven and his voice has become hoarse by an octave, "The songs have been written. You can listen to it yourself on disk D."
Without enough time to check the contents of the computer, Xie Qianyu quickly opened all the doors and windows in the room, and then simply tidied up the table.
"How many cigarettes have you smoked and how many days have you eaten instant noodles?"
Xie Qianyu fanned the air in front of him vigorously, but he still couldn't let the complex smell of second-hand smoke and instant noodle soup dissipate.
"Didn't you say you were going to hold a concert for T-ara on April 1st? I hurriedly worked hard for more than half a month and finally managed to put together all their songs from the time they debuted to the present, including those that needed to be mixed and those that needed to be adapted. The adaptation is all finished..."
"Haoyangxi, you know what April 1st is...right...?"
"You know, it's April Fool's Day." Looking at Xie Qianyu with a strange expression, Li Haoyang's face turned from green to black when he realized that he had been tricked.
"You lied to me??? Not giving them a concert???"
"Ahem, that's not what I meant. I originally planned to announce the concert on April 1st, but it wasn't going to be held... I thought I hinted clearly enough, but I didn't expect you... "
The expression on Li Haoyang's tired face flickered in and out, which was very interesting. After a long time, he sighed leisurely: "As long as the work is not in vain, I have to go to the sauna. I haven't had the pleasure of monthly subscription in an Internet cafe for a long time. "
"Don't worry, after I hear this, if the quality is good, I will definitely give you a salary increase!"
"You can listen to whatever you want, just close the door for me later!"
Li Haoyang waved his hand, picked up his coat and went out. There are also overt and covert battles between the musicians. After listening to the lyrics and music of the Brave Brothers, he was both appreciative and dissatisfied. Today, he believes that the results of his efforts can make Xie Qianyu look at him differently. This is enough.
And Xie Qianyu didn't care about eating, he sat in front of the computer and started listening. These were works personally performed by the talented musician, and were directly related to the effect of T-ara's premiere.
The entertainment industry and the underworld need to be grasped by both hands, and both hands must be strong!
[Eight hours of high-speed rail, it’s time to rush back to Shanghai from Xiamen QAQ]
