Attorney Wei immediately denied it: "There is no such rule."

He Yuxiang's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his body leaned slightly forward, exuding a sense of pressure beyond his years.

"Sometimes it's not a big deal if a genius doesn't end up in the company, but it's not good if they go to a rival company."

To be honest, we met with several record companies today. They were willing to split the profits 40/60 and were even more willing to tailor-make an album specifically for Mao Mao.

However, they are unwilling to cooperate on a unilateral basis.

Your company doesn't have much influence; its only advantage is that we can discuss one-on-one collaborations.

Moreover, rules are made by people.

Producer Leung was stunned by him. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he said, "We need to hold an internal meeting."

He Yuxiang: "Please go ahead."

Ultimately, the two parties reached a preliminary agreement: not to sign a long-term exclusive contract for the time being.

Jia Yi Records will first arrange a professional recording studio audition for Mao Mao, and then tailor-make a single for her to test the market.

As Yang Yihe said, the single can only lean towards themes of grand rivers and lakes, national sentiments, and positive progress.

Degenerate music is prohibited!

The specific cooperation model between the two parties will be determined after the trial results are obtained.

However, there is a prerequisite: if the trial goes well, a contract must first be signed with Jia Yi Records; otherwise, all the profits from the single will belong to the company.

Holding the contract, Mao Mao exclaimed in disbelief, "I've actually become a singer! Thank you so much!"

He knew nothing about law or negotiation, and was completely bewildered throughout the process.

Fortunately, there were He Yuxiang and Yang Yihe.

The two of them work together seamlessly.

You say one thing, I say another.

Gradually break down the opponent's momentum.

Yang Yihe: "No need, we are good friends."

He Yuxiang didn't even bother to acknowledge his thanks: "Let's take a car to the beach."

I didn't go to the beach with Xiaoyu, so I had no idea what Fu Shuyan was doing.

Mao Mao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, let's go right away!"

They hailed a taxi, and since the front passenger seat was right in front of Mao Mao, she instinctively opened the car door and got in.

He Yuxiang and Yang Yihe had no choice but to sit together in the back row.

He Yuxiang asked Yang Yihe, "Tomorrow I'm going to talk to someone about a contract for an electronic watch production line. Do you want to come?"

Yang Yihe: "Two hundred yuan."

He Yuxiang: "..."

"make a deal."

Mao Mao glanced at the two of them, touched her nose, and felt uneasy.

They've been friends since childhood, but the two of them always avoid each other, which is really strange.

While the group of them were playing in the sand at the beach, Chen Qing had already packed up and was preparing to leave for the capital.

Chen Qing was exhausted.

I'm exhausted.

She hates excessive socializing!

She hates frequent business trips!

After meeting Director Du, she also met with the director of the Shanghai Light Industry Bureau. They ate together and started drinking.

The next day, I ran into Sister Zhang and Director Zhou.

We're doomed!

They drank it all up.

Chen Qing was feeling dizzy as she packed her luggage. She decided to adopt a persona of not being able to drink alcohol from now on, because drinking really interfered with her sleep.

Knock knock knock—

Chen Qing: "Who?"

It's so late at night.

Who's knocking on her door?!

"I am Mu Xinrong."

"Mu Xinrong?"

Chen Qing murmured the name.

I suddenly remembered.

It's from the Finance Bureau.

The first time I met her, I followed her onto the bus. Later, when I went to Guangdong Province to inspect the garment factory, I even gave her some denim fabric.

Later, Chen Qing learned that he was quite influential and not a simple person.

But no matter how complicated it is, it has little to do with her.

Chen Qing tucked the dagger He Yuan had prepared for her into her pocket, opened the door, and asked unfriendly, "What's up?!"

"I heard you're going to the capital..."

Mu Xinrong looked at her, his eyes filled with reluctance.

He had liked Chen Qing for a very long time, thinking about her day and night.

It's rare to see you.

She's leaving again.

Chen Qing: "Is there something you need?"

Mu Xinrong looked at her longingly, "Can I talk to you? Just a chat."

Chen Qing said coldly, "Do you believe that if you don't leave my sight within three seconds, I'll report you for harassment?"

Mu Xinrong turned pale and quickly left.

He felt no anger as he left, because he knew in his heart that it was too late, and he couldn't control his longing; he just wanted to see her alone.

If only he had met Chen Qing before He Yuan, then the two of them could have been happily together.

Mu Xinrong left heartbroken.

Chen Qing thought about the two men that Sister Zhang had introduced to her today, one dark-skinned and one fair-skinned, one with a scholarly air and the other a rough, unrefined man, both of whom were good-looking, and she was puzzled.

Does she look very thirsty?!

Why is everyone trying to find her a boyfriend?!

He Yuan did not go home.

She dared to find a man without permission, and her career was ruined!

That damned He Yuan.

My salary kept increasing, but I never saw her again. I called her three years ago and haven't heard from her since.

She also tried to get information out of Shen Yaopeng, but Shen Yaopeng knew nothing about it.

Chen Qing was depressed.

I cursed at the air in my room, and then, too exhausted to pack my things, I just collapsed and went to sleep.

More than being angry that he didn't come home, Chen Qing was afraid that his reckless staying up all night would damage his health, because if he didn't work so hard, his salary wouldn't be that high.

This made her often regret her earlier advice to He Yuan to work hard and make money.

What if something unexpected happens?!

Overwhelmed by longing, he dreamt of her. Upon waking, Chen Qing packed her bags with a somber expression.

In the dream, He Yuan went abroad to study technology, was captured, severely tortured, and died.

In her dream, He Yuan was quite nice, and he told her to remarry.

Chen Qing was furious.

He looked extremely grim as he traveled to the train station.

Secretary Zhang and the others didn't dare to say a word.

Coincidentally, they ran into Yang Weibin and his two secretaries.

Chen Qing bypassed them and went straight to the carriage to rest with his eyes closed.

Upon arriving in the capital, Chen Qing and his construction team went to investigate the local conditions.

Secretary Zhang finally found an opportunity to tell her, "The villas are quite expensive, starting at 20,000 yuan, and we only found two houses that were returned to their ancestral homes, which have been severely damaged."

"That's really expensive."

Chen Qing's dream of buying a house in Shanghai before housing prices skyrocketed was shattered.

Even though He Yuan's salary has increased to 320, his family expenses are still huge!

She didn't save any money either...

This resulted in the family truly having no money.

Secretary Zhang also sighed, "The high price is one aspect, but even if the government says it will return many ancestral homes, there's nothing that can be done if the people living inside refuse to leave."

Chen Qing suddenly asked, "Did Senior Lin have several houses returned to him?"

Secretary Zhang: "Yes, someone came to return the house to her, but Comrade Lin did not return to Haishi, nor did she take care of those houses."

Chen Qing was afraid that she would forget about this matter whenever she met Senior Lin and talked about work, so she reminded Secretary Zhang: "You should mention it to her later and ask her to arrange for someone to manage it properly. Whether it's collecting rent or something else, they must keep the ownership of the house in their hands."

Secretary Zhang made a note of it.

Chen Qing continued with his work, and also met with leaders from the capital. (End of Chapter)