Around 7:30 pm.
Zhiqi's fourth sister skipped and hopped into villa number 16, her voice so loud that even Li Zhaoyang, who lived next door, could hear her.
"Sister Shulan, you've really come to the US to take up a position? That's great! Come shopping with me sometime. I'm so bored here all by myself. My second sister never keeps me company. I'm already planning to go back to China next month."
"Sister Shulan, did you come alone? Oh, you brought people with you."
"Sister Shulan, wanna go see a movie tonight? My treat? Oh, you're busy? No problem, we can do it another day."
"You and my second sister haven't eaten yet? You should have said so earlier! I would have gone to my second sister's place to cook for you. Oh, and remember to invite that person you brought over too, so we can have a lively meal!"
"..."
Whether it was because of her loud voice or poor soundproofing, Li Zhaoyang could hear Song Zhihua's boisterous voice.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Shulan came and knocked on the door, inviting Zhaoyang to have dinner at Zhiqi's place.
As soon as the two arrived at Song Zhiqi's door, a playful little girl opened the door and pulled Zhang Shulan's arm to walk inside: "Sister Shulan, you must try my cooking."
Noticing the young man that Sister Shulan had brought along on her business trip abroad, Song Zhihua patted him on the shoulder as if they were old friends and introduced him, "My name is Song Zhihua, little brother, what's your name?"
"Um... I'm Li Zhaoyang." He felt that Director Song's fourth sister was a bit scatterbrained.
She seems to have a very easygoing personality.
Moreover, the other party's attire was rather refreshing... she was only wearing a white dress, and when they were standing so close, Li Zhaoyang could feel her alluring figure.
I almost got my blood pumping.
"Brother Li, come in and have a seat. You can also try my cooking."
"OK."
Li Zhaoyang felt that Song Zhihua was more like a playful and cute young girl, especially since she seemed to have the natural charm of a young woman in a mature woman's arms, it was simply amazing...
The personalities of the three sisters can be summarized in one sentence: the eldest sister is still charming, the second sister is an ice queen, and the youngest sister is playful and cute.
After sitting down at the table, Song Zhihua kept asking questions with her cherry-like mouth: "Sister Shulan, when are you planning to go back to China?"
Zhang Shulan: "It must have been before the Lunar New Year."
Song Zhihua: "And what about you, Brother Li?"
Li Zhaoyang: "Same as the director."
Song Zhihua: "You used to work under my older sister, right?"
Li Zhaoyang: "Yes, that's right."
Song Zhihua: "Not bad, young man. You're so young, yet my older sister has taken a liking to you and even sent you abroad on a business trip. You must have something special about music."
Zhihua knows her eldest sister very well. Like her second sister, she has extremely discerning taste, and there aren't many people they can value in terms of work.
This Brother Li looks only a year or two older than me, yet he was sent by my older sister to work for Sister Shulan on a business trip to the United States.
“Zhihua is absolutely right about that.” Zhang Shulan looked at her son Zhaoyang as if he were a little baby: “Zhaoyang is the apple of everyone’s eye in the head office.”
"Young man, you have a bright future. Follow Sister Shulan and develop well. You will become a good lyricist and composer for Wanxia in the future." Song Zhihua stopped talking about Brother Li and went back to talking about Sister Shulan.
He's practically a walking chatterbox.
With people like this around, there's no need to worry about the atmosphere getting cold.
The dinner lasted until 9:30 p.m. before Li Zhaoyang, slightly tipsy, finally dragged himself home.
Good heavens, Song Zhihua is a real smooth talker; she insisted on drinking several bottles of wine towards the end of the meal.
After returning home and taking a shower, Li Zhaoyang lay sprawled out on the bed.
I slept until dawn.
Early in the morning, Sister Zhiqi drove outside to wait for him and Sister Shulan, and drove them to Chinatown before going to work at Sifanglou.
"Director, the music section of Sifanglou has already approved it. Zhaoyang's bronze medal in China will be transferred to the United States. I have already created an official account for Zhaoyang, and the verification will be completed before noon."
After seeing the director arrive at the company, Zhang Xincheng began his routine reporting.
Previously, it was always my assistant or other people who reported to me. I never thought that one day I would be summarizing work myself.
"Okay, has the signing department sorted things out yet?" Zhang Shulan needed to get the recording of her new song on schedule.
"The group assignments have been finalized, but as for the expansion of enrollment, it's only been one night, so I don't know if it's been sorted out yet."
“Okay, I’ll ask myself.” Zhang Shulan returned to her office and dialed the landline number of the contract signing department.
"Hello, Director."
How's the expansion of enrollment going?
"Seven artists have already been signed this morning."
"Are there any suitable people to record 'Sold Out'?"
"Yes, their singing skills are all above average. It's a band called 'Czech,' but they're past their prime, even though they were popular for a while."
"As long as the band has the talent, that's fine. We weren't picky before. But what about the people to record 'Sunny Day'?"
“Someone has been chosen.”
"Okay, have them wait in the recording area." Zhang Shulan hung up the phone after giving the instructions.
"Zhaoyang, print out the lyrics and then go to the recording area."
“Okay.” Li Zhaoyang had already printed out the lyrics beforehand and was now just waiting for a suitable singer to record them.
After watching Zhao Yang walk to the elevator, Zhang Xincheng came over and reported, "Director, Zhang Wenlan and Zuo Jingqiu, whom you fired before, have signed contracts with Sihai Group today."
"You don't need to report these kinds of things to me anymore."
"Yes, Director."
...
Contract Signing Department.
"Tianhe, adjust yourself and wait in the recording area. Don't let Teacher Li Zhaoyang down."
Supervisor Gou instructed: "You're the only one who can sing this song right now. If you can't, the release of the song will have to be postponed."
"I'll do my best." Zhao Tianhe adjusted himself and walked out of the corridor.
Immediately following them was a four-person band that had been recruited.
They varied in height, some had stubble, some were short, some were thin, and some were very fat.
This is a once wildly popular Czech band that has gradually faded into obscurity.
"Old Gouzi, on behalf of God, I thank you for giving our Czech band this precious opportunity."
The Czech band leader, Josen, spoke broken Chinese. Realizing his Chinese was still quite awkward, he simply switched to English: "However, we still need to discuss the price for recording the new song first. I know our Czech band is past its prime and doesn't expect a share of the profits from the new song. So, if Sunset can generously pay our band $3,000 for each new song we record, I will bless you, Old Gouzi, with a long and healthy life."
"No." Manager Gou shook his head.
“Oh my God… If Sunset can pay us $2,500 for recording a new song, we’ll wish you a long and healthy life, Old Gouzi.” Johnson knew he was asking for too much; after all, they were a washed-up band, and it was already a miracle they even signed them.
"No, that's too little."
"Oh my god... 2000? That's the lowest we can go, or our band won't be able to afford food. Oh wait... Old Gou, you think that's too little? Isn't it too much?"
"For recording this new song, we'll pay you, Czech band, $10,000." How could a track like "Sold Out," with its incredible quality, only be worth $3,000? At least $10,000!
"Huh?" Johnson was confused by the words of the Chinese manager, his mind still reeling: "Pay us $10,000? Old Gouzi, are you... sure you're not mistaken?"
Good grief, is this a reverse bargaining tactic?
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