Wang Long was very fast. He returned to the company panting less than half an hour after Lu Yuan hung up the phone.

Lu Yuan felt a little relieved when he saw him sweating profusely.

It feels so nice to have someone give you a pillow when you feel sleepy.

9.15pm.

Under the dim light, Lu Yuan sat on the table and lit a "Red Orchid", looking at Wang Long who was sitting opposite him.

Although Wang Long maintained a silly smile, Lu Yuan could see from his pupils that he was a little uneasy.

Lu Yuan didn't say anything, he just looked at him while smoking, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious. He felt more and more uncomfortable as if some important secret of his had been discovered by Lu Yuan.

He didn't even know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Lu Yuan's gaze became sharper.

Lu Yuan did not discover any secrets about Wang Long.

He just looked at Wang Long's figure while thinking about how to customize the chef's uniform and what dishes to make in the future and what type of dishes to focus on.

He has been planning and scheming.

How about making nutritious breakfast? People nowadays are getting richer and richer, so they pay more and more attention to health. If you make nutritious breakfast, you should be able to make some money. In addition, Wang Long's breakfast standard is much better than that of other chefs.

In addition to breakfast, I can also make dinner. I wanted to open a fast food restaurant before, but now I think it’s much more profitable to open my own brand than a fast food restaurant...

"Lu, Mr. Lu, you... don't look at me like that, it scares me..." While Lu Yuan was deep in thought, Wang Long on the other side felt his hair stand on end, and he felt more and more that something was wrong. Finally, he broke the silence.

"Haha, don't panic..." Lu Yuan put out his cigarette and smiled.

"Um... Mr. Lu, what do you mean by hanging out with you..." Wang Long couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Literally, I think you are a talented person, but it's a bit of a waste of your talent to get a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan."

"It's not a matter of wasting talent, Mr. Lu. I just want to make a living..." Wang Long looked at Lu Yuan tentatively, his voice a little timid.

“Are you afraid of failure?”

"I... to be honest, I'm very scared." Wang Long lowered his head. "After all, I'm already over 30 years old. I can't bear failure anymore, just like your song "Old Boy"... In fact, I really like your song "Old Boy". The song is written very realistically and sung very realistically."

“You need a platform.”

"But……"

“Do you have a dream?”

"have."

"That's good. If you have a dream, you should pursue it with all your strength."

"I..." Wang Long hesitated, "But..."

"Just listen to me and do it. Although the dream is far away, as long as you get closer to it every day, you can realize it!" Lu Yuan encouraged Wang Long and gave him some spiritual chicken soup without hesitation.

"Me, can I do it?" Although Lu Yuan's words shocked Wang Long a little, he still had no confidence.

"Well, okay, I believe you, and I understand how you feel now. After all, anyone will doubt himself after failing..." Lu Yuan laughed.

He thought Wang Long was interesting.

"But that will cost a lot of money..." Wang Long looked down at the window, seemingly lost in memories of the past.

"You don't need to worry about the money, just leave it to me."

"Mr. Lu, I..." Wang Long looked up. When he saw Lu Yuan's sincere eyes, he was suddenly very excited, and his speech gradually became dry for a while.

This is the feeling of meeting a mentor, this is a touching feeling.

"Tell me, what do you need or what do you require? As long as I have it, I can provide it to you..." Lu Yuan patted his chest.

He estimated that even if a restaurant had a large investment, it would not require much money. Although he was gradually becoming financially strapped, he would still have money.

"I……"

"Say it out, don't be nervous and don't be afraid of failure. Failure is the mother of success. Who hasn't experienced failure?" Lu Yuan continued to give some chicken soup.

"Mr. Lu, I have almost prepared the other singles. What I'm missing is a title song, and the money to release the album. I...I calculated that it will be about 450,000 or so..." Wang Long raised his head, his eyes slowly turning from the initial loss and lack of confidence to a warm look.

"It doesn't matter. Leave it to me. Um, wait...album, title song?" Lu Yuan suddenly looked at Wang Long.

He didn't think something was right.

Album?

Title song?

That's not right!

Are we talking about the same topic?

"Yes, my dream has always been to be a singer..."

"So the reason why your restaurant went bankrupt was because..."

"I used the money I earned from running the restaurant to prepare for my first album. However, due to the lack of publicity channels, the album not only lost money but also left me with a lot of debts. In order to pay off my debts, I transferred the restaurant, but it was still not enough, so I kept doing odd jobs to pay off my debts. It was only this year that I paid off all my debts..." Wang Long lowered his head.

"So, you don't want to be a chef?"

“I want to be a singer.”

"If someone asked you to open a restaurant, would you not go?"

"Well, to be honest with you, Mr. Lu, I am indeed a little unwilling..."

“…”

After hearing this, Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

Oh my god.

All this is completely different from the script I had imagined.

He, a chef, actually wants to be a singer...

The restaurant closed down not because of poor management but because of the preparation for his first album, which ended up losing money...

So, all this is just wishful thinking?

"Boss Lu, Boss Lu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I'm a little tired."

"Oh, Mr. Lu, what should I do next?"

“You don’t have to do anything.”

"Oh, should I take out the albums I created over the years and let you listen to them?"

"No, go and get busy first."

"Ah? Then I'll wait for your instructions?" Wang Long looked at Lu Yuan who was slowly climbing onto the bed.

"Um."

Lu Yuan nodded intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, he felt tired again.

"Then Mr. Lu, I won't disturb your rest. I will come on time to make breakfast tomorrow."

Although he didn't know why Lu Yuan suddenly became strange, Wang Long turned around and left the company in great excitement.

Before leaving, he looked back at the word "Entertainment" on the company's sign. When he thought about how he would be a formal employee after the company moved, he took a deep breath...

The dead heart seemed to be revived at this moment.

“…”

As for Lu Yuan, he lay there with his eyes closed. He looked weak and powerless and had no intention of responding to Wang Long's words.

Everything that was originally planned completely collapsed in an instant.

A chef dreams of becoming a singer...

You are such a good cook, why don’t you choose to be a chef, a promising career?

Be a chicken singer!

Is there anything more bullshit than this?

At this time, his cell phone rang...

"Ayuan, how is it? Did the chef say anything?"

"Dad, please help me find a chef."

"Ah? Didn't you say you had it?"

“It used to be there, but now it seems to be gone.”

"????"

Lu Yuan's father on the other end of the phone didn't quite understand what Lu Yuan said.

What does this mean?

…

In the following days, although Lu Yuan's shooting progress was still bumpy, Fatty Wei found that Wang Long was in unusually good spirits. After making breakfast every day, he would run to the crew with full of fighting spirit to busy himself with this and that. Whenever he had free time, he would even help the crew members carry and turn bags, and carry heavy props.

Fatty Wei looked at Wang Long's high morale and suddenly felt that it was a good deal.

Isn't it a great value to spend three thousand dollars on such a hardworking person who can be both a chef and an assistant?

This is definitely worth it!

Lu Yuan felt something was a little strange, but he didn't know what to say for the moment. He had vowed before to let Wang Long hang out with him, but now he felt a little uncomfortable thinking about it...

I shouldn't have said that pretentious thing.

Although this was a misunderstanding, seeing how positive Wang Long was, Lu Yuan didn't want to directly undermine his confidence.

Lu Yuan really didn't want to see someone's disappointed expression. After all, who could be heartless?

So, what to do?

Finally, on the third day, after considering for a long time, Lu Yuan finally called Wang Long over again.

"You're just missing a hit song now?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

“What about other songs?”

“I had already written the other songs and recorded them a little more simply.”

"Bring it here and let me hear it."

"Oh, okay!" Wang Long was instantly surprised after seeing Lu Yuan's expression, and then he hurriedly took out a box carefully from his motorcycle, and handed it to Lu Yuan nervously, like a child waiting for the teacher's examination.

Lu Yuan turned on the computer and inserted the CD in the album into the computer. Then Wang Long's voice appeared in the computer speakers.

Wang Long's voice surprised Lu Yuan a little. It was a little hoarse in his vicissitudes of life, and the overall feeling was more powerful than Lu Yuan's.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes after listening to the first song titled "Heaven and Earth".

There is no doubt that this song is of above-average quality in terms of both lyrics and music, and it inexplicably gives Lu Yuan a sense of picture.

Wang Long was very nervous, sometimes listening to the song, sometimes looking at Lu Yuan's expression.

Hanhan's face was covered with indescribable sweat.

This recorded CD has been lying around for a year.

He originally thought that it would be impossible to find it again in this lifetime, and he had even given up hope.

But today he took it out again.

The bitterness, failures, and setbacks of the past are all vivid in my mind...

He once wanted to sign with Tianyu and Joaquin.

However, he has no good looks, and he is too honest to flatter others...

So no one wanted him.

He was unwilling to give up, so he released his own album. He spent a lot of money to make an album, and he thought it was pretty good.

But a good album is not enough, it also needs promotion, both online and in real life.

Promotion requires a team and a lot of money...

Unfortunately, none of these Wang Longs have it.

So there is no doubt that he is a loser...

Half an hour later, Lu Yuan took out the CD, slowly wrapped it up and handed it to Wang Long.

He felt Wang Long's hands trembling, like a poor creature who wanted to climb out of the abyss but lacked the courage.

“How much does it cost to release an album?”

"The most common one, plus... plus the printing and sales promotion costs, is probably... about... about... around 500,000..." Wang Long stuttered.

"Five hundred thousand..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

"Yes..." Wang Long lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at Lu Yuan.

He has no confidence.

Five hundred thousand is not a small amount.

And now I am a singer with no fame at all. No, I am a cook who is not even a singer...

Is this really a chance?

No kidding...

"I'll write a hit song for you. You record it first and let me listen to it. If it's okay, we'll talk about it next." Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked at Wang Long.

"Ah?" Wang Long looked up.

Then...

His face was full of surprise.