Chapter 379 You Will Soon Know Her Identity
The next morning, Weibo exploded with activity—the real surveillance video had been made public.
Also trending on the hot searches were the termination letter from Yineng Records released by Qiao Yichen's personal account and the lawsuit letter against Zhou Lei released by Xinghai Entertainment's official account.
The influence of the top singers in the music industry cannot be underestimated. The three pieces of news were released on the Internet at the same time, causing an uproar in an instant and almost paralyzing Weibo.
[Oh my god, this Zhou Lei is so insidious! He actually wants to force Chenchen to sign a gambling agreement?]
[Earning 500 million in three years, is he crazy about money? This is obviously exploiting Chenchen!]
[Last year, Chenchen fainted from exhaustion preparing for his concert tour. If he really signed this kind of agreement, wouldn't he be overdrawing his lifespan?]
[Luckily, Producer Fang is a good person and wholeheartedly protects Chenchen. Otherwise, Chenchen would have been exploited to death!]
This matter is not only being discussed on the Internet, but also everywhere in the streets and alleys, to the point where it is almost known to everyone.
Even several other entertainment companies in Beijing were criticizing Yineng Records' suicidal behavior and were planning how to bring Qiao Yichen to their own company.
Chuanhe Media, Chairman’s Office.
"Sister Lan, not only has Qiao Yichen terminated his contract with Yi Neng Records, but Meng Anran has also withdrawn her investment from the company." Mu Xinyi sat on the sofa, legs crossed, a tablet resting on his lap. He turned to look at the still charming woman in the main seat, his eyes radiating a hint of amusement.
Originally, Chuanhe Media was considered one of the top five record companies in China, and Yineng Records was just an unknown little shrimp. Who could have thought that it would become so popular overnight thanks to Qiao Yichen and suppress them for five years!
Now, Qiao Yichen has terminated the contract, Meng Anran has withdrawn his investment, and those shareholders who originally invested in Meng Anran probably won’t be able to stay for long.
The Supernatural Records have come to an end!
The woman in the main seat lifted her teacup, the diamonds on her manicure slicing the light into fragments. Her red lips shone brightly, and the moment she curled them up, they seemed laced with poison.
"It doesn't matter what the Supernatural Records are like, or whether or not I can reach a cooperation agreement with Qiao Yichen." Lan Yinqiu took a sip of freshly brewed Rain-Predawn Longjing tea and said calmly, "I'm more curious about Qi Ran's identity."
"Qi Ran?" Mu Xinyi frowned slightly.
In that surveillance video, it seemed that Fang Sheng suppressed his anger and did not expose Zhou Lei's behavior because of Qi Ran.
This talented composer is extremely mysterious. His first arrangement became a hit on the Internet, but he has never appeared in public over the years and doesn't even have a Weibo account.
But we have to admit that Qi Ran's arrangements are very unique, and the songs he wrote for Qiao Yichen have all been ranked in the top ten of the popularity charts of major music platforms.
It can be said that Qiao Yichen has excellent singing skills, voice recognition and appearance, but without the blessing of Qi Ran's songs, it would be impossible for him to become a top star in the music scene in just a few years.
Chuanhe Media also thought about inviting Qi Ran to compose music for the company's artists, but no information or contact information about Qi Ran could be found.
Yi Neng Records is on the decline, perhaps this time will be a good opportunity.
"Fang Sheng seems to know Qi Ran's true identity. As long as we can dig Fang Sheng here, we won't have trouble finding Qi Ran." Mu Xinyi raised his lips to a sly smile, and the silver nails on his brow bones made him look vicious.
"Yeah." Lan Yinqiu put down the teacup and adjusted the Suzhou embroidery shawl on her shoulders. "Fang Sheng is indeed very capable. No matter what, this investment is worth it."
"I understand. I'll go to Yi Neng Records right now to meet Fang Sheng." Mu Xinyi stood up immediately. The thought of being able to recruit talents like Qi Ran to write songs for his artists made him wish he could go to Yi Neng Records and pry Fang Sheng open his mouth.
"Wait," Lan Yinqiu stopped the person who was striding towards the door, a meaningful smile playing on her red lips. "By the way, contact Meng Anran. I want to meet her."
Mu Xinyi raised her eyebrows and made an OK gesture, "No problem."
…
Fang Sheng had just gone to the boss's office to hand in his resignation letter, and when he came out he heard an employee say that someone was looking for him at the door.
He was puzzled for a moment and followed him out.
When he saw the man leaning against the wall, his footsteps paused imperceptibly - the president of Chuanhe Media, Mu Xinyi.
He is also an old friend of his.
"Mr. Mu, why are you so free today that you come here to hang out?" His tone was not very good, as if he didn't like Mu Xinyi very much.
"We haven't seen each other for such a long time. I want to have a meal with you and reminisce about the past." Mu Xinyi raised his eyebrows. His eyes and smile always made people feel that he had bad intentions.
Fang Sheng sneered, "Oh, I think you have other intentions than the bar? You posted it on Weibo at 8 o'clock, and it's only 10:30 and you're here. If I'm not mistaken, it's because of Qi Ran, right?"
"Can't it be for you?" Mu Xinyi hooked her arm around Fang Sheng's shoulders, her tone devoid of sincerity. "I don't think Yi Neng Records will last much longer before it goes bankrupt. Why don't you switch to me? I promise to give you the best treatment in the industry."
"The highest treatment?" Fang Sheng scoffed and pushed his hand away. "You can't give it to me, and you can't even dream of it."
Mu Xinyi's eyes froze: "What do you mean?"
Fang Sheng didn't hide it, Shi Ran said: "Qiao Yichen wants to set up his own studio, Meng Anran will invest in it, I plan to go there."
"Huh?" Mu Xinyi frowned in disbelief. Qiao Yichen had only been in the industry for five years, and he was already setting up his own studio? With Meng Anran's investment, it looked like no one else could take advantage of this opportunity to become Yi Neng Records' replacement.
He put his thoughts aside and realized that the treatment at Meng Anran's place was indeed much better than that at Chuanhe Media, so he did not interfere with Fang Sheng's pursuit of a better job.
The main purpose of coming here today is to find out Qi Ran's whereabouts.
"Hey, you're quite secretive, I didn't even know you knew Qi Ran. Is he a man or a woman?"
"you guess."
"Tsk, you have such a great resource but you didn't introduce it to me."
Fang Sheng looked at him with disdain, "Are you worthy enough?"
Mu Xinyi's expression suddenly changed, and he glared at him speechlessly. But then he quickly regained his composure and returned to the point: "Qi Ran is so secretive, you don't want to reveal your identity, right? I won't embarrass you, brother. Just give me my number and I'll contact him and talk. He's just a composer anyway, so it doesn't matter who he writes for. This doesn't involve business competition."
"Haha," Fang Sheng patted Mu Xinyi's shoulder meaningfully, "Don't count on her phone number. You'll know her identity soon."
Mu Xinyi frowned: "What? So mysterious..."
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