"Boss, my name is Luo Meifeng."

"Go upstairs and call Wang Weibao over for me later."

"Yes, Director Wang from Hainan Entertainment."

"Okay, please call Ms. Chen from Huaxing for me and ask her to come over." Xing Baohua said as she walked towards her office.

The receptionist was left bewildered.

Before I knew it, I was about to become the boss's secretary.

The receptionist on the other side looked at her colleague with envy. If she really became the boss's secretary, that's such a fast career advancement!

But in my heart, I also felt disdain: She's just a little better looking, has a slimmer waist, and bigger headlights, what else?

The young woman at the front desk was a little worried.

Everything else is easy to handle, except for Ms. Chen, the boss of Huaxing, whose contact information we don't have.

I don't know who to ask.

First, prepare tea for Xing Baohua, then run upstairs to the entertainment company. When you meet Wang Weibao, tell him that the boss wants to see him.

As Wang Weibao was packing his things to go downstairs, he saw the little girl still standing there. He asked her if there was anything else.

The receptionist said, "The boss also asked me to notify Ms. Chen from Huaxing to come over, but I don't have her contact information and don't know how to notify her."

Wang Weibao took out his phone from his pocket, wrote down a number, and gave it to her. He added, "I'll notify her for you. Next time, you can deduct the money from her yourself, okay?"

"OK!" The receptionist, holding the contact information, watched enviously as Wang Weibao sent a message via pager.

Wang Weibao arrived at Xing Baohua's office and had just sat down when he heard, "I spotted a promising talent on the plane this time. Could you help me find out if he'd be willing to come to our company?"

"Okay," Wang Weibao nodded in response.

Xing Baohua told Wang Weibao which airline the girl worked for, her name, and that he knew nothing else.

In fact, Xing Baohua didn't know whether that name was her real name or a stage name.

Now it's up to Wang Weibao to find the right people.

If it's a stage name, then we can only wait until that girl enters the industry, which means we'll lose the opportunity to sign her.

Then, I told Wang Weibao to organize all of Zou Wenjuan's English songs during this time and make as many albums as possible.

He'll give us a few more songs in a couple of days, and after the Canton Fair is over, he'll take everyone to America for a trip.

Ms. Chen from Huaxing arrived around noon.

They're in a real rush, they have to get here quickly. Xing Baohua is quite famous in the industry; everyone knows he's ruthless.

Even after surrendering, those tabloid media outlets wouldn't let up; they sued them until they went bankrupt.

The compensation received after winning the lawsuit isn't even enough to cover the lawyer's fees! Many people feel it's not worth it, while others feel relieved.

Xing Baohua, who is not short of money, is just doing this for the sake of pride.

Therefore, many tabloids have to be very careful when reporting on Xing Baohua.

Even if the newspapers report on Xing Baohua, this guy has no power to control it. After all, people can say whatever they want, so why can't they be allowed to talk? As long as they don't talk nonsense or spread rumors about him, that's fine.

The effect of making an example of someone is quite good.

When Ms. Chen arrived, the receptionist led her in and even asked with concern, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"Coffee, thank you," Ms. Chen said politely.

"Ms. Chen, please free up Hua Zi's schedule for me from April to June."

"Filming?" Ms. Chen's first thought was that Xing Baohua wanted Andy Lau to film a movie. But no matter where he filmed, it wouldn't be good for Andy Lau.

Xing Baohua shook his head and said, "Let's go to America to sing."

Ms. Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said that she had high hopes for Andy Lau, whether it was singing or acting.

If Xing Baohua is to go to the mainland to film, we should make her think it over carefully, for fear that she might ruin a promising talent.

Liang Qianmian is a good example. He went to the mainland to film a movie and caused a lot of trouble. He even had to set up a stall to supplement his family's income.

Xing Baohua got angry at the mention of this and said directly, "What's there to be afraid of! It's such a small place. Even if we lose that market, we won't starve to death!"

“If Andy Lau isn’t busy lately, he can come to my place to practice singing. I’ll give him a few English songs, since he needs to perform in the US soon.”

“He’s not filming any movies lately, so he’s got a lot of free time. I’ll have him come over tomorrow. What do you think of my brother? Maybe we could get him a few songs too.” This Ms. Chen was clearly trying to climb the social ladder.

"When I have time!" Xing Baohua said casually.

There's a reason why he sought out Andy Lau. Last year, when Xing Baohua's reputation was somewhat tarnished in Hong Kong, he invited people out for drinks, but not many people came. Only Andy Lau accompanied him for a few drinks.

At that time, I felt that Andy Lau was a really good person, and that I should get to know him, help him, and even give him a bigger stage.

Hong Kong's superstars are only famous in Southeast Asia and the entire Chinese-speaking region. They're nothing compared to their counterparts in Europe and America.

After Ms. Chen left, Yu Shenghai came in to report on his work.

It was already noon, so the two decided to go downstairs for lunch and continue chatting. They paged the little fairy and sent her a message to come over first.

When Yu Shenghai and I reached the main entrance, he saw the receptionist and said, "Let's go eat together."

"No, boss."

Mr. Yu said, "The boss is calling you out of respect. Get on board."

It was so imposing that it made the little girl tremble a bit.

But in the end, they caught up quickly.

"My secretary didn't come with me, so I'll have her temporarily be my secretary. This afternoon, I'll give her a contact list and a set of equipment."

"OK!" Yu Shenghai nodded, turned his head to look at the little girl who had followed him, and shook his head slightly.

He was so clumsy and didn't even bother to press the elevator button; he just stood there dumbly at the back, not knowing what to do. Luckily, Xing Baohua's bodyguard helped him press the elevator button.

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