Outside.
Kang Linli closed the door and walked towards the elevator.
Beside him, the assistant spoke hesitantly, "Tang Ze is your senior after all, isn't it bad for you to do this? This lounge is still yours in the end, so be careful in what you say and do in the entertainment industry."
Kang Lin is 13 years old. He became famous for singing the ending song of a TV series. His appearance is also the popular type nowadays. The company intends to make him like Che Shao and provides him generously with resources.
Young people are too aggressive and don't know how to restrain themselves.
The two were waiting for the IV drip at the elevator entrance. Hearing the assistant's words, he sneered, "He can't sing and he offended the manager. Can he ever turn things around?"
"bite--"
The elevator door opened.
Kang Lin closed his mouth subconsciously.
There was only a tall and slender figure in the elevator. He was wearing a mask in his hand, his sleeves were loosely rolled up, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes only glanced at Kang Lin lightly. There was no trace of wildness in his eyes, but there was a bit of coldness like snow left under the eaves.
...
...
Kang Lin couldn't help but take a step back.
After the person turned a corner and left his sight, Kang Lin turned to the assistant beside him and asked, "Is there a new person in the company?"
"Looking at him, he doesn't look like a newcomer..." The assistant couldn't put it into words. If this was any artist in the company, the whole company would be gossiping like crazy. Without any other words, he would just stand in front of the camera and there would be overwhelming fans who admire him for his looks.
It’s just that momentum…
The assistant felt that he was even better than the bosses he had ever met.
"That's good." Kang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and entered the elevator.
**
Inside the room, after Meng Fu finished speaking, the agent's hand holding the cup paused.
Tang Ze was Meng Fu's teacher before, so naturally he didn't want to show his embarrassing side in front of her.
But he didn't expect that Kang Lin would point it out mercilessly in front of him.
Tang Ze raised his head and looked at Meng Fu. There was no sympathy in Meng Fu's eyes, nor any other expression. Apart from being a little silent, she was almost the same as usual and did not look at him with strange eyes.
It makes people feel very comfortable.
Tang Ze couldn't help but laugh, and the atmosphere of the past few days disappeared a little.
He looked at Meng Fu, who didn't look the least bit embarrassed even in such a situation, and couldn't help but laugh, "Change companies? You can't just change companies if you want to."
Because of his throat problem, he has been unable to sing high notes. Although he has been taking the medicine given to him by Meng Fu in the past two months, these medicines can relieve his symptoms and he no longer has a dry throat and cough and is unable to sing on weekdays.
Zui Ou became the most popular, Meng Fu also became popular because of the variety show and became a new traffic label, and Tang Ze was also pulled out by the company.
Tang Ze cannot sing, but he is a veritable musical talent. He has released few personal albums in recent years, but many popular songs on the market were written and composed by him, and he is quite well-known.
But this time, the company wanted to give his song "Qingshan Jidu" directly to a newcomer, and let the newcomer perform the original work for the first time.
This kind of thing is common in the circle. Tang Ze has also given several original songs before. The company originally thought that Tang Ze would compromise this time, but they didn't expect that he would be so tough.
He never handed over the original manuscript of this song to the company.
"I know you care about Mr. Tang very much. That's enough." The agent heard Meng Fu's words and tried to make a good time. He turned around and handed the tea to Meng Fu: "Change companies. I wanted to change his company a few years ago. Do you know how much Tang Ze's termination fee is?"
Without waiting for Meng Fu to answer, the agent made a "six" gesture to Meng Fu, "Sixty million, do you know?"
Tang Ze originally signed a ten-year contract with the company, and only five years have passed. When he signed the contract, Tang Ze was at the peak of his popularity, and the company made many concessions to Tang Ze. But later, something happened to Tang Ze, and he was not worth the price, but the termination fee was still high.
It is precisely because of this that with five years left in the contract, Tang Ze cannot even afford the penalty and can only fight with the company.
Five years is enough for Tang Ze to completely fade out of the entertainment industry, so the company dares to be so arrogant towards Tang Ze.
Meng Fu estimated Xi Nancheng's current worth. If Tang Ze's voice could recover, his achievements would definitely not be lower than Xi Nancheng's. She dared to mention this matter to Manager Sheng, and it was guaranteed.
This 60 million yuan is worth investing.
As she was thinking, there were three gentle knocks on the door outside, very politely.
Meng Fu raised his head and looked outside the door.
Tang Ze's agent was also curious about who would come to Tang Ze at this time. Tang Ze did not have any announcements now, and most people did not want to deal with Tang Ze. He had no future and was treated as an abandoned child by the company. There was no one else who could help him except Meng Fu.
The door opened, and outside appeared a charming and elegant face.
Tang Ze's agent was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Su?"
Tang Ze had been in "Best Idol" for such a long time, so he had naturally seen Su Cheng. He would never forget his face. Although he claimed to be Meng Fu's assistant, Tang Ze and his agent could also get a glimpse of it from Zhao Fan's attitude.
"Teacher Tang." Su Cheng greeted Tang Ze.
Meng Fu's teacher, Su Cheng was also very polite to him.
"You're here just in time," Tang Ze had calmed down. He pointed at Meng Fu and smiled, "Take her away quickly. I still need to pack my things. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Beside him, the agent had already started packing up the things that Tang Ze often used to keep here.
Meng Fu raised the Qingshan in her hand to Su Chengyang several times, "Teacher Tang gave it to me."
Su Cheng took it with his hand, lowered his eyelashes, glanced at it, his brows cold, and looked at Meng Fu: "Didn't you say thank you?"
Meng Fu let out an "ah" and then she reacted and said two words respectfully to Tang Ze, "Thank you."
After she finished speaking, she turned sideways again and used her slender fingertips to turn over another song for Su Cheng. "No, this song is too advanced. I don't plan to sing it. It's more suitable for Teacher Tang to sing it himself."
"No, you sing better than me," Tang Ze opened the drawer, took out the previous manuscript and a book he had made notes in, and handed it to Su Cheng, looking serious: "This is the music foundation I read before, you keep it for her, she is very talented in music, patient in creation, and is another rising star in the music world."
After being with Meng Fu for such a long time, Tang Ze also knows some of her situation. She learns everything quickly, so she lacks patience.
That’s why he gave these things to Su Cheng. As for Meng Fu’s agent, he was afraid that he couldn’t control her.
Tang Ze said all this as if he was making arrangements for his final affairs and would never be involved in the entertainment industry again.
Su Cheng listened carefully.
"If you encounter any music problems in the future," Tang Ze took a box and put the books on the bookshelf in the lounge into the box, and talked to Meng Fu very patiently, "If you don't mind, you can ask me."
He spoke slowly and calmly.
He was not panicked, nor did he get hysterical as if he had been abandoned by the company. The cold reception he received in the previous five years had already prepared him for this day, it was just a matter of time.
This is the current situation in the entertainment industry.
So when this happened, he was not surprised.
The only surprise was probably that he gave the song he wrote to Meng Fu.
"Teacher Tang," Tang Ze sealed the box. Su Cheng on the side flipped through Tang Ze's notes, very seriously. This showed how serious he was about music. He looked at Tang Ze and asked only one question: "If you really disappear, have you ever thought about your fans?"
Tang Ze's hands, which were organizing the books, paused.
When the manager forced him to take out Qingshan Jidu, he remained calm. He also remained calm when Kang Lin took advantage of his misfortune. Even when he had to move out of the lounge, he remained calm.
But when Su Cheng mentioned fans, Tang Ze's heart trembled violently.
After so many years of debut, he doesn’t have many fans, but he has a fan club and a webmaster who records videos for him every birthday. He rarely participates in variety shows, but whenever there is an event, no matter how late it is, you can see people waiting for him outside...
Su Cheng put away his notes and manuscripts, then looked at Tang Ze and his agent slowly, "So, do you want to change companies?"
"Tang Ze and I appreciate your kindness," Tang Ze's agent carried a box to the table. He was now in a good mood. "Meng Fu just told us to change companies. It's not a question of whether we want to change or not. The question is whether there will be any company that wants Tang Ze again?"
Tang Ze’s value is low now, he is not young anymore, and he doesn’t have a strong sense of variety shows. No company would want to sign Tang Ze.
"Yes," Su Cheng said, glancing at Meng Fu. "She found a company for you two days ago, and the boss of the company also agreed to sign you. How about this, you two meet at three o'clock in the afternoon. Whether you are willing to sign or not, we'll talk about it after the meeting."
Two days ago?
Tang Ze looked at Meng Fu, not knowing what to feel.
Naturally, he also remembered the last time he met Meng Fu backstage at the King of Songs.
Tang Ze's agent was also a little surprised, not only because Meng Fu had started helping Tang Ze find a new company two days ago, but also because Meng Fu could actually help Tang Ze to this extent.
I thought Meng Fu was just joking when she said "change company", but I didn't expect that she actually found a company for Tang Ze.
and……
There wasn't a trace of joking on Su Cheng's face.
Tang Ze put the last book into the box.
He looked up at Meng Fu and Su Cheng and smiled: "Okay, I'll go after I finish packing."
"I'll call you once we've confirmed the location," Su Cheng put on his mask and said in a cold tone, "You guys can pack your things slowly. If you need anything, you can call me."
The two left.
The lounge was quiet for two minutes before Tang Ze's agent patted Tang Ze on the shoulder and looked out the closed door: "It's worth it to have such a student. The private training you gave her before was not in vain."
Tang Ze said “hmm” and sighed, “She is the most popular one among all the girls, and she is also the one who values friendship the most.”
There weren't many things in the lounge, and the agent couldn't help but sigh, "Are you really going there this afternoon? I wonder which company Meng Fu is trying to get you, Tianle Media?"
"It's just to give Meng Fu a favor." Tang Ze knew that with Meng Fu's current popularity, the other party should give her face to meet him. After meeting, knowing that I am Tang Ze, the other party will automatically back off: "It's impossible for Tianle Media, it's a big company in T City."
Tianle Media, Meng Fu’s former company, has no shortage of artists, including many first- and second-tier ones.
There is no need for Tang Ze at all.
The agent nodded, and thinking about having to pack up and go back later, and the possibility that he might never be able to enter the company again, he felt particularly heavy-hearted.
**
This way.
Meng Fu had returned to her rented residence. Zhou Jin sent her a bunch of questions. She was printing them out and started doing them.
She should have left for the set by now, but she still had to wait for the express delivery.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
Meng Fu sat on the sofa in the hall, holding a printed paper in her hand, doing her homework while lying on the sofa, her handwriting was extremely ethereal.
"Are you really not going back to school to attend classes?" Looking at Meng Fu's handwriting, Zhao Fan began to feel a little conflicted. With how much Zhou Jin praised Meng Fu, she began to wonder if she had stifled a genius.
Meng Fu said "hmm".
She didn't tell Zhao Fan that she had made a pledge with Zhou Jin that if she was eliminated last in the monthly exam, she would go back to No. 1 Middle School and attend classes honestly.
Zhao Fan took a bite of the apple and stood beside the sofa, looking down at Meng Fu.
Sudi is washing dishes in the kitchen.
There was a knock at the door. "Hello, courier."
Another express delivery?
Zhao Fan went to open the door while chewing an apple.
This time there was someone at the door. He took the order number and asked Zhao Fan to sign.
Zhao Fan took it and looked at the order number——
【I want to make money every day】
The corner of her mouth twitched, and then she signed her name for Meng Fu. Given Meng Fu's laziness, she would never come to the door to sign.
"Thank you." Zhao Fan said to the courier boy before moving the things back.
Three boxes.
Each one was not very heavy, and within Zhao Fan's tolerance. She put the boxes back in the hall and walked around the three boxes: "What did you buy?"
These three boxes were all shipped from Beijing.
"Some things I bought online." Meng Fu finished a question and moved a box into the box first.
Zhao Fan also helped her move one in.
In the kitchen, Su Di brought out a tray of afternoon tea. Seeing that there was another box, he put the afternoon tea on the table and helped Meng Fu move the last box in.
There is a tracking number on the box.
The top is English and the bottom is Chinese.
Su Di glanced at it casually, and the first line of words caught his attention. The shipping address was around Federal Street in the capital, and Su Di was a little surprised.
He was from the capital, so he naturally knew that most of the streets there were strongholds of various forces.
He looked down—
Store name: TW.
Just two letters, very concise. Su Di fell into deep thought. Are there any online stores on this kind of street?
Further down——
[Dear dear, please give our store a good review (shy) (shy)]
Su Di: “…”
It seems that the online store is gone.
He put Meng Fu's box in, and served her afternoon tea, then took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to the group -
Su Di: [Is there an online store on Federal Street? 】
Su Tian: [Who is so desperate that he dares to open an online store there? 】
Su Di: [The delivery address for the items Ms. Meng bought online today is nearby]
Wei Jingke: [Virtual Address]
Su Tian: [Virtual address, that’s very brave. Sudi, when will you come back? Doctor Feng has returned to China. Come back and let her take a look at your condition. There may be a cure. Don’t give up on yourself.]
Wei Jingke: [For example, changing career to become a chef]
The people in the group were not very interested in Meng Fu's online shopping, and instead asked about Su Di's problem.
Su Di: [No, I’ve been feeling much better recently]
After sending this message, Su Di put away his phone.
Just as I put my phone in my pocket, Wei Jingke called me. He was very noisy: "You know how difficult it is to get an appointment with Dr. Feng. The Chinese Medicine Research Institute has given her a special invitation position. If you don't come back, it will be taken away by the Ren family."
"No need," Su Di raised his eyebrows. When Wei Jingke mentioned the Ren family, he seemed to be thinking about something. "Young Master Wei, have you met the head of the Ren family?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Wei Jingke was stunned on the other end of the phone.
"Well, Master Ren's eyes..." Su Di was halfway through his words when Zhao Fan came out from the door, and Su Di stopped talking.
**
Tang Ze has already packed up his things at his residence and is ready to move.
2:30 in the afternoon.
"Meng Fu hasn't sent a message yet," the agent looked at his phone and smiled, "It seems that her boss knows it's you guys, and may have declined Meng Fu."
These agents and Tang Ze were both surprised, and it was even within their expectations.
Two thirty-five.
Tang Ze's agent's cell phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was a call from an unfamiliar number. It was Su Di.
Tang Ze's agent was quite surprised. He looked downstairs and saw a car: "Tang Ze, let's go down. It's Assistant Meng Fu. He's here to pick us up."
The company gave up on Tang Ze and even took back the car that was allocated to him.
But he didn't expect that Meng Fu could even think of these things.
Agent Tang Ze was filled with emotion.
Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at their destination, an old restaurant.
Tang Ze raised his head and saw three characters written in a flamboyant style on the plaque:
The secluded pavilion.
"Let's go upstairs." Tang Ze followed Su Di and walked forward.
The sound of the erhu in the building was melodious and sad.
Tang Ze's agent watched Su Di stop in front of a box and knocked on the door.
Tang Ze thought about it for a while, and then he said: "You can bring two more new people."
The agent was silent for a moment. He didn't say anything, just stared at Su Di's back and changed the subject: "Don't be discouraged, what if the person inside is really your future boss."
As he spoke, Sudi reached out and pushed the door open.
Sandalwood was burning inside the door.
The middle-aged man sitting in the middle raised his head, looked at Tang Ze, stood up, and said enthusiastically: "Hello, Mr. Tang, I am Sheng Li."
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