Ke Lan and Tong Jian gathered together to look at the music score, while Jie Yang ate his food leisurely.
A minute later, Tong Jian couldn't help humming.
After two minutes, the music stopped abruptly.
Ke Lan and Tong Jian flipped through the pages in unison, and after making sure that the music score was indeed gone, they both looked up at Jie Yang. Tong Jian couldn't hold back his emotions, and leaned forward and asked anxiously: "Jie Yang, where did you get this? Which master composer is it from?"
After the excitement, Ke Lan showed a hesitant expression and hesitated without saying anything. You can tell this song is good just by watching part of it, but...
Xie Yang put down his chopsticks and took a sip of juice, then said, "IUD has always only sung the songs I wrote. I am now a new member of IUD, so the songs I show you are naturally my own."
Tong Jian and Ke Lan were really shocked. They said in unison, "You can also write music?!"
"Yes, it's very well written." Xie Yang was never modest about such things. He put down the juice, looked between the two of them, and said, "I can make IUD's last song or last album a classic, so that everyone's last memory of IUD will be your dazzling appearance on the stage, rather than the internal conflicts of the team members, but I'm not doing charity."
Ke Lan held down the anxious Tong Jian and asked, "What do you want?"
The mouse has been killed by the bait.
Xie Yang leaned back in his chair, looked them in the eye, and said, "I want you to sign with my company after your contract with Wen Yi expires. The contract period is twenty years."
Tong Jian was stunned: "Twenty years?! Are you crazy? How is this different from signing a contract to sell yourself?"
"Not crazy. Like I said before, you have no bargaining power and no way out. Now there are only two paths before you. Either you push this song aside and watch the IUD brand being destroyed by Mo Bin, ruining the past and future of all of you; or you cooperate with me, give IUD a good ending, and then each of you will go solo and have a glorious twenty years. It's your choice."
Ke Lan and Tong Jian both fell silent.
Indeed, they have no way out.
A few minutes later, Tong Jian gritted his teeth, picked up the music sheet on the table, and whispered, "Brother Lan, I want to sing this song. IUD needs it."
Ke Lan closed her eyes tightly.
He also wants to sing it. This song is too stunning and advanced. Once it is released, it will definitely get rid of the short-lived label of IUD and move countless fans. He also understood that he had no way out. Compared with Tong Jian, his abilities in all aspects were mediocre, and it would be difficult for him to find good development after IUD disbanded.
But twenty years is almost half a lifetime. Do you really want to exchange twenty years of arranged life for a clear conscience now?
"Ke Lan, you want to act, right?"
Ke Lan was shocked and looked up at Jie Yang.
"Why are you so surprised? I've seen your interviews and know a little about you." Jie Yang put aside his previous tough attitude and began to appease you. "I signed you not to exploit you, but to make money with you. Tong Jian has a special voice and excellent singing skills. I only need one album to make him popular again and completely get rid of the invisible restrictions of the IUD frame on him. Ke Lan, your singing skills are okay, but your voice is average. You can write lyrics and arrange music, but these are all behind-the-scenes work. The only thing that can support you on stage is your face, so I will definitely develop the value of your face to the greatest extent possible. It just so happens that you studied acting in college, so it's just right for you to act. I am willing to spend money to support you. In short, my career planning for you will definitely be based on respecting your wishes."
This cake was so beautifully drawn that Tong Jian couldn't help but pull Ke Lan: "Brother Lan, you can act all the time, you don't have to be a host anymore."
Ke Lan barely suppressed her excitement and said, "But..."
"What else can we do? Brother Lan, if you sign Li Yang, you can still have a chance. If you don't sign, you will have to bear the label of ostracizing newcomers for the rest of your life. Think about what we have seen and heard on the way to the box..."
Xie Yang's eyes moved and he looked towards Tong Jian.
See or hear?
It was Tong Jian who grasped the key point at the critical moment. Ke Lan was reminded and remembered the discussions about "little bosses" that he heard when he entered the century. His wavering heart suddenly became firm.
Anyone who is called a "little boss" by the senior management of Century must have a good background.
"Okay, I'll sign it with you." He made up his mind, "The contracts that Tong Jian, Wen Yi and I signed are all five-year contracts, which will expire in November this year. After that, I will sign with you--"
Xie Yang interrupted immediately: "There's no rush. My company hasn't been established yet, and I still need to discuss the termination of the contract with Wen Yi. You guys wait for a while."
Tong Jian and Ke Lan were stunned and said in unison again: "You haven't established your company yet?!"
"Not yet." Xie Yang ate the meat slices without any pressure. "So everything we are talking about now is just a verbal promise for now, but I believe in your character. Okay, let's eat. IUD needs to plan the disbanding of the group. We can talk while we eat."
Tong Jian & Ke Lan: "..."
…
"Hahaha."
Qiu Xing suddenly burst into laughter during the meeting, scaring the department head who was giving a report so much that he interrupted his speech.
Noticing that everyone was looking at him, Qiu Xing's expression changed in an instant. He took off his Bluetooth headset, covered the laptop in front of him, and said, "Why are you all looking at me?" Then he picked up the business plan next to the computer and flipped through it, then threw it away with a sneer, "What kind of thing is this? There are so many people, but not even a 20-year-old college student who can talk about business. This plan needs to be redone, and a new one should be submitted in three days." After that, he stood up and left the meeting room.
He Jun hurried forward to collect the computer and documents that Qiu Xing had just used, said hello to the attendees, and followed him away.
Everyone else secretly looked at Qiu Jingbang, the proposer of this project, who was in the upper right position. Seeing that his face turned purple and his skin twitched, they were so scared that they quickly looked away, picked up their things and left.
"That's tragic. Is this the nth project that Vice President Qiu has had killed?"
"Shh, stop talking."
Bang!
Qiu Jingbang couldn't help but smash the water cup.
After Qiu Xing returned to the office, he took out his mobile phone, checked Yang's WeChat friend request, and sent him a message.
He Junwan walked into the office a few steps away, put away the computer and documents, and reported in a low voice the incident of Qiu Jingbang breaking the cup.
Qiu Xing sneered: "Let him fall. He wants to seize power before I die. He really thinks that Rong Ding must be inherited by someone from his family. A cousin from another family...why doesn't he reply to the message? He only knows how to eat!"
A few seconds after he finished speaking, Jie Yang's message came back.
Qiu Xing: Let’s have dinner tomorrow night.
Xie Yang: I’m busy. School has started and I have to go to school.
Qiu Xing's mouth drooped, he looked at his phone coldly for a while, suddenly looked at He Jun, and ordered: "Let someone turn off the air conditioner in Century. Since you don't have time to eat with me, then don't eat."
He Jun: “…”
A pleasant hotpot trip was forced to be interrupted by the sudden line failure of the century. Xie Yang silently looked at the manager who came over to apologize, without saying anything. He finished all the hotpot ingredients in the gradually hot temperature before asking Tong Jian and Ke Lan to leave.
After turning into the outer corridor, Xie Yang noticed that the indicator light on the corridor's surveillance camera was on. He paused and raised his hand to give the monitor a middle finger.
What line failure? It's obvious that someone has a brain failure.
Bang!
Qiu Xing, who was checking Century Surveillance with administrator privileges, slammed the computer shut.
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