You Were Told to Write Songs, But You Overturned the Literary World?

Lin Rui transmigrated to a parallel world and awakened a show business system.

Here, there is no hunger, no smoke of war, and the entire populace adores entertainment. It's truly the pinn...

Chapter 171 Custom Song (1/2)

Chapter 171 Custom Song

Early in the morning, Fan Bojian took a flight to Xiazhou and participated in the entire production of the promotional video.

Professional tasks should indeed be left to professionals. Take the comrades in the literary association for example; they turned a perfectly good promotional video into a tourism promotional special, almost like they were adding narration introducing the features of the attractions.

Then, the group spent four or five hours discussing what kind of background music to use, but still couldn't decide.

But when this matter came to Tianrui's hands, it only took six hours from start to finish.

The completed promotional video was sent back to the Cultural Association, where the bigwigs sat together and watched it eight times over, their faces beaming with joy.

Of course, Fan Bojian also received a warm welcome from Zhou Rongze.

During the meal, upon hearing that Tianrui Entertainment's application for filming locations in Huazhou would be given the green light, Boss Zhou was overjoyed and frequently toasted Lao Fan.

Zhou Rongze had a high alcohol tolerance, and Fan Bojian was no exception. By the end, Fan Bojian was unconscious and had to be carried into the hotel. In contrast, Zhou Rongze was hugging the hotel toilet and kept shouting to fill it up. Despite his assistant's frantic efforts, he still shouted that Xiazhou was his!

Upon hearing the report from his subordinates, Li Donglai's expression turned strange. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's ignore him."

After saying that, Li Donglai in the video smiled and said, "Lin Rui, this is General Manager Rong from Yunzhou, and that is General Manager Ding from Fanzhou."

Rong Zhengyi, the richest man in Yunzhou.

Ding Chang'an, the richest man in Fanzhou.

Rong Zhengyi was only in his early forties. The Rong family was a century-old family in Yunzhou. Rong Zhengyi's great-grandfather made his first fortune by reselling medicinal herbs, and from then on, he was unstoppable.

As the saying goes, wealth doesn't last beyond three generations. By the time it reached his father's generation, the Rong family was on the verge of decline.

That year, Rong Zhengyi was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Faced with a family crisis, he resolutely took up the family banner and spent a full ten years leading the Rong family to the top of Yunzhou once again.

Ding Chang'an was a fat man, but his smile always gave people a sense of security, like a gentle breeze.

Those who know Ding Chang'an will know that this seemingly harmless fat man is actually a ruthless, smiling tiger who will devour people without spitting out the bones.

Regardless of his private reputation, it cannot be denied that he possesses exceptional abilities.

Without any family background to support him, he relied on his ruthlessness towards others and himself to rise to the top of the richest man in Fanzhou, which speaks volumes.

"This must be Fusheng."

Rong Zhengyi seemed quite interested in Lin Rui, his eyes filled with admiration: "My father highly praises you, always saying that there are three wonders in the world."

What are the three unique skills?

Li Donglai said with great interest.

"This first masterpiece is Fusheng's talent. The line 'May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, though separated by a thousand miles' renders all other words about the Mid-Autumn Festival useless."

"The second masterpiece is Fusheng's running script. His 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River' is a work that countless calligraphers can only dream of."

"The third wonder is Fusheng's paintings, the Nine Odes to the Goddess of the Luo River. There is only one word in the world that can describe it: wonder."

Lin Rui smiled and nodded: "You flatter me."

Rong Zhengyi gave Lin Rui a deep look and continued, "Recently, my father also obtained the first ten volumes of the Compendium of Materia Medica. Since that day, he has been obsessed with it and has repeatedly lamented that he has no chance to meet the divine physician Li."

"May I interject?"

ā€œI’m really annoyed right now. Not long ago, those two from Fanzhou came to me and asked me for advice on that stupid thing about the promotional video.ā€

Ding Chang'an looked troubled: "Everyone knows I'm a rough man, I have no education, where am I supposed to get them a promotional video?"

At this point, Ding Chang'an looked at Lin Rui with a smile: "I heard that Fusheng made a promotional video for Huazhou. Why don't you help out, brother? Don't worry, all the seasonal fruits and vegetables will be provided. Just ask for whatever you want to eat, and it'll be all you can eat!"

"Everyone says that Mr. Ding is unconventional, and seeing him today, it's clear that the reputation is well-deserved."

"Trying to get Fusheng to do a big favor with just a few dozen kilograms of melons and fruits, what a clever scheme."

Rong Zhengyi said with a smile.

Ding Chang'an wasn't embarrassed at all, and waved his hand, saying, "We're all on the same side, talking about money will hurt our feelings, won't it?"

After saying that, Ding Chang'an looked at Lin Rui again: "How about it? Why don't you help your brother out?"

"Sure, Mr. Ding, could you please prepare some video footage to help me find inspiration and edit the video?"