Behind Shi Zhang and the man in his forties or fifties was a woman in her twenties, of average appearance, with light makeup and a serious expression.
"Xiao Liang! It's really nice to see you in Xianggang."
Shi Zhang shook hands with Su Ennan and Liang Liang.
"This is my company boss, Jin Hao!" Shi Zhang introduced the old man to Liang Liang.
"Mr. Jin! Hello!" Liang Liang shook hands with Jin Hao.
"This is Chen Jiewen, a female singer from our company!"
Liang Liang had never heard of either of these two people.
The area where Shi Zhang and his two companions were located was in a corner, and their position was evident from this location.
Jin Hao's company is called Jin Meng, but Liang Liang couldn't recall the company at all after thinking for a long time.
During the heyday of entertainment in Xianggang, there were countless entertainment companies of all kinds, large and small, and a mixed bag of good and bad.
He's not from Hong Kong, so it's not unreasonable for him not to know.
"Brother Shi! Has that song been released yet?"
"Not yet! I just finished recording, and I plan to promote it on the charts in a few days."
This means they're releasing a single first.
Singers like Shih Chang tend to release singles first to build up popularity. If the song becomes a hit, his fame increases, and releasing an album later will likely yield better results.
"Our boss appreciates your talent and would like to have a talk with you."
Su Ennan and Shi Zhang went to the side, leaving only Jin Haoliang and the female singer named Chen Jiewen in this corner.
"Mr. Jin! What kind of business does your company engage in?"
"Our company has only been established for a year, and we are currently only making music. We don't have any other businesses yet."
For a company that has only been established for a year, still in the foundational stage, focusing on doing one thing well is the right choice.
"Mr. Jin! How many singers does your company represent?"
Jin Hao sighed slightly: "To be honest, our company only has two singers right now, Shi Zhang and Chen Jiewen."
A shell company?
This was the first thought that popped into Liang Liang's mind.
How many people are there in your company in total?
"If you include them all, there are more than twenty."
"Are there any influential works?"
"Although I have produced some works, none of them have made much of a splash."
A company with about twenty employees, two singers, and no influential works.
Do they live off the northwest wind?
"I suppose your company's business situation isn't very good?"
This time, Jin Hao's sigh was as long and drawn out as the waters of the Dongjiang River.
“When I was young, my dream was to become a singer and sing the songs I liked. And I did become a singer. But back then, the cultural environment in Xianggang was very bad. A singer was no different from a beggar on the street. Without dignity, you couldn’t support yourself. I sang on the streets in torrential rain, and I was scorned and bullied in the glitz and glamour of nightclubs. You wouldn’t believe how poor I was. I didn’t eat anything for two or three days and survived on water. Do you know what it’s like for someone to go two or three days without food?”
Liang Liang shook his head. He had never experienced this, although the book said that when a person is starving to the extreme, they will feel dizzy and have hallucinations.
But you can't truly understand it without experiencing it firsthand.
"Everything on the street looks edible, really! There's chicken, duck, fish, and meat everywhere, and they smell delicious." Jin Hao closed his eyes as he said this, looking completely satisfied.
Liang Liang quickly took a sip of his drink and was actually infected by the old man.
"But it was just an illusion. If it weren't for the rickshaw puller who gave me a few steamed buns that time, I think I would have died in this fantasy."
To starve to death while indulging in the illusion of delicacies doesn't seem like such a tragic end.
“My dream of becoming a singer was shattered in that environment. From then on, I worked as a laborer at the docks, joined a gang, and later went into business, but my dream of music never died out.”
Liang Liang understood. If what Jin Hao said was true, he must be a person who truly loves music. He had saved up some money from doing business over the years and then picked up this dream again.
"I saved up some money from doing business over the years, so I opened this entertainment company. The business is not doing well, but I will not give up easily, even if it means going bankrupt."
At this moment, Jin Hao's gaze was resolute, and his expression was solemn.
Liang Liang felt a moment of disorientation and was even slightly moved.
Xianggang follows the rules of Western society. It is a world with little humanistic sentiment and worships the law of the jungle and the supremacy of interests.
It's rare to find someone with ideals.
"Mr. Jin! So what are your company's development plans for the future?"
"For now, all we can hope for is that Shi Zhang's song can make a name for itself."
"Hoping for a song won't have much of an effect, will it?"
“We also want to have good songs, but in Hong Kong, unless you make a name for yourself, many works will go unnoticed. I wonder if Mr. Leung has any works on hand? If so, could you sell us some?”
The four songs that Liang Liang wrote for Su Ennan's album have now become a hit. Although almost no one knows what he looks like, his name is known to many people in Hong Kong and Taiwan. He is no longer an unknown figure in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
Liang Liang did not express his opinion.
Seeing that Liang Liang did not answer, Jin Hao's expression darkened. This was the survival situation of small companies like theirs. Not to mention first- or second-rate singers, even third- or fourth-rate singers would not give them a second glance. Naturally, songwriters did not take them seriously either. It was as difficult as climbing to heaven to find those songwriters to compose a song.
Hong Kong is a society that values reputation. Unless a songwriter's work is exceptionally outstanding, no one will have the patience to listen to their songs to the end.
Without music by famous composers, it's incredibly difficult for a small company like his to release an influential song.
"What do you think of Ms. Chen's voice? May I hear it sometime?"
Chen Jiewen sat there silently the whole time, as quiet as a well-bred young lady.
Liang Liang naturally associated him with the song "Sky".
Without Black Panther, there would be no Dou Wei; without Dou Wei, there would be no Wang Fei. So, Liang Liang hasn't found a suitable female voice for the song "Sky" yet.
Now he always feels that Chen Jiewen is the most suitable singer for this song.
Jin Hao was both puzzled and pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Liang, what do you mean?"
"It meant nothing, before I heard her singing."
"If Mr. Liang has time tomorrow, he can come to my company to hear Ms. Chen sing in person. It's not very convenient here."
Liang Liang thought for a moment and nodded: "We have to rehearse with Brother Nan tomorrow afternoon, so I'm afraid we won't be able to find the time. How about this morning, 9:30?"
People in Xianggang are all night owls. If this Ms. Chen is one of them, she won't get up until 9:30.
"No problem! I'll send a car to pick you up from your hotel at 9:30."
Liang Liang nodded; he also wanted to see how big Jin Hao's company was.
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