Shanghai Airport.
After getting off the bus, Song Yuqin instructed, "Xiao Zhang, remember to call my second sister after you get to the United States."
"Okay, Director, let's go back now." Xiao Zhang, carrying the luggage, pulled Li Zhaoyang's arm and walked into the airport, just like a big sister next door taking her little brother on a trip abroad, afraid that the little brother would get lost.
"Let me take your luggage," Li Zhaoyang offered his hand.
"Okay." Xiao Zhang took out his phone and sent a message on WeChat: "We're boarding the plane at 2 o'clock."
A new message quickly popped up in the chat box labeled "Zhiqi": "Okay, I'll arrive half an hour early to wait for you."
"By the way, Manager Zhang, I've been in the composition department for a while now, but I still don't know your name."
"My name is Zhang Shulan."
"Shulan, what a beautiful name. She is just as beautiful as her name suggests. With her peach-blossom cheeks, purple eyebrows, red lips and pearly teeth, and fair skin, she is breathtakingly beautiful."
Supervisor Zhang was taken aback by his words: "Where did you learn all these things? You're so mischievous. Have you praised the director like this before?"
"No."
"You're such a chatterbox. Alright, let's hurry up and get to the airport security checkpoint."
After passing through security, it's time to wait.
A flight from Shanghai airport to New York takes about ten hours.
By the time we arrived, it was already late at night.
However, due to the time difference between the two countries, it was exactly noon when I arrived in New York.
"Which Chinatown is our Sunset Branch located in?" There are several Chinatowns in the United States that you can name, and the director hadn't told Li Zhaoyang which one it was.
“There are many domestic music companies based in Chinatown, New York.” Zhang Shulan asked, “Are you nervous? Developing music in the United States is tough, but it will also greatly improve you.”
"There's nothing to be nervous about." With the classic work "Sold Out" in hand, Li Zhaoyang can gain a foothold in the branch company in the shortest time.
He also wants to raise the branch's revenue to be no less than, or even surpass, the performance of the headquarters.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be considered expanding into overseas markets.
Since we are going to expand into overseas markets, we must make the names of Wanxia and Li Zhaoyang resound throughout the world.
This music kingpin has gradually built his own music empire.
More than ten hours later.
Dawn broke in the Dragon Kingdom.
Upon arriving at New York Airport, Li Zhaoyang and Zhang Shulan found the sun shining brightly.
Everywhere you look, there are groundbreaking buildings; looking down from above, all you can see is prosperity.
The beautiful scenery, approaching from afar, was like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle pinned there.
After getting off the plane, I followed the signs to walk out of the airport.
Li Zhaoyang followed Zhang Shulan the whole way.
"Zhiqi, we've arrived. Where are you?"
The voice on the other end of the phone said, "I'm at the gate."
"Okay, wait for us there."
Because the airport was so large, it took Zhang Shulan and Li Zhaoyang about ten minutes to reach the gate.
Looking around, I searched for a long time but couldn't find Zhiqi.
It wasn't until a fragrant breeze wafted over that a beautiful figure stood to the side of Zhang Shulan.
"Zhiqi." Zhang Shulan suddenly gave the other person a warm hug.
Li Zhaoyang frowned. How come the director's sister looks so much like the director?
For a moment, he even thought the director had gone abroad.
However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that each of them has their own unique characteristics.
Song Zhiqi appears to be around 25 years old. She is wearing a British-style outfit that highlights her elegant demeanor.
In particular, her nose bridge is very straight, and the slightly upturned tip of her nose exudes a natural nobility. Her red lips are slightly pink, soft and alluring, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth exude a unique confidence.
Li Zhaoyang secretly admired them, thinking that they were indeed born of the same mother. The two sisters looked seven or eight parts alike, but each had her own unique beauty.
Song Yuqin possesses the charm of a young married woman, with the face of a matriarch, mature and intellectual.
The director's younger sister is the kind of ice queen.
To describe it in one sentence, it's like Song Yuqin, a charming young woman, and Song Zhiqi, an icy beauty.
"Zhiqi, let me introduce you. This is the genius lyricist and composer Li Zhaoyang that WeChat told you about. He used to be a singer, and your sister mentored him. Now he's in the composition department. Zhaoyang, come and get acquainted with him. This is the director's younger sister, Song Zhiqi, who holds a pivotal position in the American literary world."
"Hello, Sister Zhiqi." Li Zhaoyang reached out his hand, but realizing that the other party did not intend to shake hands, he politely withdrew it.
"Hello." Perhaps it was due to her personality, but rather because Song Zhiqi didn't ignore Li Zhaoyang, she simply had a cold aura when she spoke.
"Get in the car, don't stand here."
Song Zhiqi led the two to the parking lot and got into a white sedan.
The passenger seat in the car is on the left.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Shulan said, "Zhiqi, did your sister ever mention anything about introducing you to someone?"
Hearing this, Li Zhaoyang in the back row felt a chill run down his spine. Holy crap, was Manager Zhang going to bring up this topic here?
He's not interested in that kind of thing anymore.
Dating is nothing compared to developing a career.
"Yes, I mentioned it briefly." Song Zhiqi, who was driving, didn't even turn her head to look at Shulan, concentrating on driving.
“Look, it’s Zhaoyang.” Zhang Shulan had a gossipy expression on her face.
"Oh?" Song Zhiqi reacted to this. She glanced at Li Zhaoyang sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror and commented without reservation: "He's good-looking, dressed in a sunny style, and looks very clean overall. He must have been able to attract a lot of young girls when he was a singer."
“Yes, he used to be the most popular male star in the evening.” Zhang Shulan laughed. “How about it? Do you like him? He’s here in the US now, you can give him a try.”
Supervisor Zhang is a man of his word, no wonder he came from the same background as the director.
"If I were a young girl, I'd be really attracted to his looks, but unfortunately he's not my type, and I'm not a young girl either." Song Zhiqi didn't blush when talking about this topic; she was the kind of person who was only focused on developing her career.
It was easy to tell from her previous phone call with Song Yuqin that Song Zhiqi wanted to return to China to develop her career, but because of the passing of a certain professor, she had no choice but to stay and serve for a while longer.
"Then tell me, what kind of boy do you like? Our Zhaoyang is very outstanding."
When Li Zhaoyang heard what her supervisor said, she wanted to shut her up. Is this the kind of topic that girls talk about when they sit together?
"Do you want to hear it?" Song Zhiqi asked.
"Mmm." Zhang Shulan said earnestly.
“I have very high standards for choosing a partner. First of all, he must be in the same circle as me. Li Zhaoyang doesn’t meet that requirement, right, little brother?” Song Zhiqi looked at the rearview mirror and smiled.
She was clearly smiling, yet she still gave off an icy, unapproachable vibe.
Perhaps this is what people often refer to as the temperament of an ice queen?
“Yes.” Li Zhaoyang nodded emphatically.
“Look,” Song Zhiqi glanced at Shu Lan, “that little brother of hers doesn’t have any feelings for me either. And when I look for a boyfriend, he has to be someone I admire, someone who can write profound literary works or someone who can write one or two masterpieces of poetry.”
Zhang Shulan sighed and shook her head: "Are you looking for a boyfriend or making a wish? At this rate, you'll probably be a bachelor for life."
“Yeah, I just want to stay single for life. I can earn hundreds of thousands a month, and I own houses both domestically and internationally. I’m perfectly comfortable living on my own. Why would I need to find a man to live with me and worry about him affecting my mood? You agree, Shulan.”
Zhang Shulan suddenly couldn't find a reason to continue the conversation and was completely stumped by the question.
The two women chatted back and forth, and Li Zhaoyang didn't interrupt at all. They arrived at their destination quickly.
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