"I see. Welcome, welcome. You two are very welcome to join my Wind Whisper."
Chen Feng shook hands with everyone, and finally, during a chat, he discovered that everyone's low spirits were due to the rating issue.
This left Chen Feng both amused and exasperated.
"Are you guys just bored and have nothing better to do? Do I look like someone who cares about that stuff?"
Chen Feng was speechless. "Most of the music industry boycotted me, and I wiped out a thousand songs in one night. Why do you care so much about a mere ranking? Think about it carefully, do you think I'm the kind of person who cares about that stuff?"
Everyone was stunned by what Chen Feng said.
"Alright, since the music industry wants to slap me in the face, then we can't let them do it. It's more interesting when the one who wants to slap me ends up being the one who gets slapped, isn't it?"
Chen Feng's words immediately perked everyone up, and they asked directly, "Boss, how do we fight?"
How do we fight?
"Press him down and beat him hard."
Chen Feng's eyes shone with light. "Since the music industry doesn't want to work properly, then I, Chen Feng, will teach them a lesson from today onwards. Everyone who comes here will have to kneel down and learn from me."
"All singers are ready to release their solo singles tonight, one song per person."
"I'll release it to the entire internet later. Tonight at 8 PM, I, Chen Feng, will release my personal album, titled 'Slap in the Face'."
In an instant, everyone was captivated by his domineering personal charm. Li Qingning's eyes sparkled; this man seemed to have undergone another change.
"Boss, where did we get so many songs?"
Although Zhang Xiaopang was somewhat captivated, his professional instincts kicked in and he came to his senses.
The company has already signed nearly twenty new singers, and with Chen Feng's solo album, that would require thirty songs, which is simply impossible.
At that moment, he was no longer bewildered by his boss's domineering presence, but instead felt that his boss had gone mad.
Chen Feng looked at Zhang Xiaopang, then patted him on the shoulder and said half-jokingly, "Do you have some misunderstanding about the Wind God and the word 'God'?"
These words stunned the entire audience.
Holy crap, no wonder he's Fengshen! He's awesome! Whether he's bragging or not, I'm bowing down in admiration.
"Alright, I haven't been idle these past few days while I was away. I wrote some songs, and I also had some leftover material, which is just enough for this release. You don't need to worry."
"Everyone take a break, stop slacking off online, get ready to start recording in an hour."
Chen Feng did offer an explanation, because if he didn't, it would be terrifying to see so many high-quality songs all at once.
He didn't want the lyricists and composers in his company to fall into despair and isolation.
Everyone reveled; the dark color on their faces disappeared, replaced by smiles as bright as chrysanthemums.
When Chen Feng returned, they seemed to find reassurance and began to return to their posts to prepare, especially some newly signed singers, who were extremely excited.
Think back to Mao Buyi and Qin Xiaoyue, who became wildly popular with just one solo single, achieving singer status and gaining millions of fans.
Newcomer Yang Zhaoyue bit her lip tightly; she never imagined that one day she would actually become a singer.
She was actually a girl who grew up in the countryside, working on an assembly line, what the outside world knows as a factory girl.
Normally, if nothing unexpected happened, she would have lived out her life like this. Although she wouldn't have become rich and powerful, she would have been able to live a comfortable life. When she reached marriageable age, she would either find someone decent or get married through a blind date.
But life is full of surprises. Her father fell ill and passed away before she could get back to him.
At the age of eighteen, he had to return home to take care of his mother, who had suffered a mental breakdown due to the shock.
And so, time flew by, and three years passed. Although she has recovered under her care, her life has been completely changed.
When she went out to work at Dalu again, she found that times had changed. All the factories were only hiring temporary workers, and they all required at least a junior high school diploma.
Yang Zhaoyue dropped out of junior high school to work as a screwdriver; he didn't have a graduation certificate at all. If he made a fake one, people would know as soon as they checked.
Helpless, she wandered around, almost begging for food, and finally ended up at the door of Fengyu in a daze.
She has loved music since she was a child, especially musical instruments, and sings very well, but she has never received professional training or study.
It wasn't until she started earning money that she began buying books to read and gained some solid knowledge, but this was no match for professional expertise.
She came to Fengyu because she was truly desperate and had no other choice but to try anything.
Indeed, it's hard to imagine that a girl who wasn't a professional and hadn't even graduated from junior high school actually mustered up immense courage to come for an interview at Fengyu Entertainment.
And the one on the other side is Chen Feng.
Yang Zhaoyue is very honest, and most importantly, she is very pretty and is perfect for being packaged as a popular singer. So after listening to her introduction, Chen Feng asked her to sing a short song.
"Um... Boss, if you don't think I'm good enough, could you arrange a cleaning job for me? I haven't been able to find a job for two months."
She clearly remembers that Chen Feng smiled gently and said the words that she will never forget.
"You can sign the contract now."
However, signing a contract does not mean you will be rich, because you must have works and fans, and then monetize those fans into traffic. Finally, after the company deducts the revenue, you can get your share.
But as soon as she joined the company, she found that more than a dozen new singers were waiting. There were also lyricists and composers in the company who created some songs. Some singers recorded them and released them online, but the response was lukewarm.
Just when Yang Zhaoyue thought there was no hope here, happiness suddenly fell on her head. The great boss actually wanted to give each of them a single.
A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a moment that would change her destiny.
"Yang Zhaoyue, keep it up!"
She encouraged herself, began to prepare seriously, and vowed that she must not let her boss down.
Chen Feng walked into his office, followed by Li Qingning.
"You just lied to them. How could you produce thirty songs in just one day?"
There was worry and anxiety in Li Qingning's eyes. She had been with Chen Feng these past few days. How could she not know whether this guy had written songs or not? He was either being dragged to do hard labor or sleeping. He had no time to write songs or compose music at all.
"Don't worry, there won't be any problem. It's just thirty songs, I can finish it in an hour."
He didn't need to hide much from Li Qingning.
"An hour?"
Li Qingning opened her cherry-like mouth wide.
"Do you even know what you're saying? Writing thirty songs in an hour? Do you think you're a god?"
"Hey!"
Chen Feng smiled.
"I'm not a god, am I? The wind god."
"Why don't you just die? Be serious, what are you going to do?"
Li Qingning seemed very anxious, as if she were the one who had to produce thirty songs. Unbeknownst to them, the two had grown very close.
"I've already told you there's no problem, but you still don't believe me. I'll show you right now."
After saying that, Chen Feng directly opened the computer software for professional music composition.
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