Su Changhe became a little embarrassed, because for a record company, it is best not to take risks. The music style must follow the trend, the record must be released by a popular one, and the song selection must be written by an award-winning writer.

Children have never been independent, they have always just followed the trend. So from this point of view, Xiang Fengxing was right. But Su Changhe thought of Cheng Xiaoyu's confidence yesterday, and still felt that he should give this child a chance to try, so

He said, "I think it's a pity that this song can't be on the album this time, but since the album cover of the Idol Project has been printed, I can't say much. Minister Xiang, Minister Cao, I just want to know, if the cover is not printed,

Should this song be on the album?”

Cao Danian answered first, "Absolutely. In fact, I really think it's a pity that such a popular song doesn't become popular."

Xiang Fengxing looked at Su Changhe's serious face and wondered what the CEO was planning, but the song was indeed good. If Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been too disrespectful to him last time, he would have said more nice things this time. As for the song

Album, he would definitely not be producing the second album anyway, so it was none of his business. As for this album, it was too late. Seeing that Su Changhe also attached great importance to Cheng Xiaoyu, he said, "The main thing is

The time is too tight, otherwise I can really go."

Su Changhe finally waited for Xiang Fengxing's words, then smiled and said, "Since Minister Xiang thinks so, it's easy to say that I will bear the loss of the company's cover personally, and there is no need to re-produce the master tape. We will make twelve copies of this album."

First, add Xiaoyu’s two songs.”

Xiang Fengxing had no idea that Su Changhe would spend so much money. He glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu, who was standing aside with a smile, and the girls from the idol project who were overjoyed. He felt that they were questioning and mocking him, and said in a deep voice.

"President, isn't this too hasty? Cheng Xiaoyu's two songs don't match the style of the album I produced! As the director, I have every right to refuse."

Su Changhe also looked at Xiang Fengxing with bright eyes and said, "Minister Xiang also saw how enthusiastic everyone's response was just now. Most of the people in our record company are in this small theater, and most of them are professionals. How about making a statement?"

Is there a questionnaire to refer to everyone’s opinions?” Su Changhe asked his secretary to send out the questionnaire.

Only then did Xiang Fengxing realize that Su Changhe had planned this for a long time, which made him a little confused. His position was not something that Su Changhe could move. Only the board of directors had the power, but power struggles were inevitable no matter which company it was.

He has always been close to the second largest director Hu Shijie. Although Su Changhe has never interfered too much in the production department, who knows if he has the idea of ​​​​involving in the production department? And this Cheng Xiaoyu is indeed talented enough, what he lacks is just qualifications

Of course, one or two years is not enough to pose a threat to him, but four or five years is hard to say. Xiang Fengxing himself plans to stay in this comfortable position until he retires in ten years. But at the moment, he has no way to stop the president from making public decisions.

To investigate, he could only turn his head to the side with a straight face.

Ma Guoli was sitting in the front row and had already received the questionnaire. The content was very simple. There were only two options. Do you think this song can become a hit single? Ma Guoli thought of the scene yesterday and saw Xiang Fengxing's angry face.

I looked around and without hesitation, I felt my mind was burning and I quickly ticked the questionnaire, choosing to support this song becoming a hit single.

Then he picked up the questionnaire and stood up, walked to Su Changhe's secretary, and handed her his questionnaire. The secretary took one look at it and put it into the empty paper bag he was carrying. Ma Guoli raised a smile and said, "Sister

, let me do it for you, it’s very tiring for you to do it alone, there are so many people here.”

Su Changhe's secretary saw that he was the one who helped Su Changhe move the chair diligently and received a smile from the president, so he didn't think much and took out a large stack and handed it to Ma Guoli.

Ma Guoli took it and walked quickly towards Qin Senmei's direction, talking as he walked. When he walked to Qin Senmei's side, he saw that no one around him paid much attention to him. They were all looking at the idol's plan on the stage.

The girls pretended to say, "Xiao Qin, please come here and help me pass it on."

Qin Senmei stood up from the chair without thinking much. Then Ma Guoli immediately dragged Qin Senmei outside. When he reached the door, he whispered in her ear, "What our minister ordered me to do, you all

Make a cross and choose whether or not you support it." Then he handed a large stack of questionnaires to Qin Senmei and pushed her out of the small theater door.

At this time, Qin Senmei felt that she had a hot potato in her hand. She could neither hold it nor throw it away. She could only put it behind her back and walk out in a panic. She did not dare to go too far and hid behind

In the safety staircase at the corner, I struggled for a while. Thinking of last night's joy and Ma Guoli's tenderness, I tremblingly took out my pen and crossed out all the thick stacks of questionnaires one by one.

Ma Guoli's heart was beating very fast at this time. He didn't know if it was useful, but Cheng Xiaoyu was disgusted, and he felt uncomfortable. While handing out the questionnaire, he nervously checked the door to see if Qin Senmei had returned.

After Ma Guoli handed out the questionnaire in his hand, he returned to where he started and started collecting the questionnaires. He looked at each one and found that they were all supportive. When he got close to the door, he slowed down.

Waiting anxiously for Qin Senmei's return.

Until Qin Senmei appeared at the back door with a pale face, he looked around with his peripheral vision, walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Are they all crossed?"

Qin Senmei didn't speak, but nodded slightly. Ma Guoli didn't dare to say anything. He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them. He quickly took the questionnaire from Qin Senmei's hand and took out another stack of roughly the same amount.

He handed the questionnaire to Qin Senmei and asked her to find a place to throw it away. Then she immediately returned to the small theater to continue collecting the questionnaire.

After Ma Guoli finished collecting and mixed up the crossed-out questionnaires, he walked towards Su Changhe's secretary with his heart beating fast. When he handed the questionnaire over, he felt like his chest was about to explode. This was his

It was the first time in his life that he had done something bad. He didn't know how to describe it. In addition to fear and nervousness, there was also a hint of excitement.

This survey was an anonymous questionnaire, which gave Ma Guoli an opportunity. When Su Changhe's secretary tallied up the results, to everyone's surprise, there were almost 30 questionnaires out of 113.

Tickled. Everyone felt that it should be a unanimous tick without any dispute. At this time, the little noisy small theater was completely quiet, and everyone in the small theater was looking at each other. Except for Ma Guoli, who was sitting upright and not squinting, Qin Sen

Mei hid outside the theater and didn't dare to come in. Cheng Xiaoyu also looked at the stack of questionnaires in disbelief. He didn't know what went wrong.

Su Changhe's secretary counted it again and found that it was indeed correct, so he reported the number to Su Changhe. This number also caught Su Changhe off guard, and he frowned and was speechless for a while.

Xiang Fengxing did not expect this result, and he was not very happy. After all, he still recognized the song, but this was not the time to be merciful. He said, "It seems that the recognition of this song is not as high as ours."

It's as high as I imagined. President, I think we should re-draw the debut plan of the idol project. Otherwise, don't send the master tapes to the factory. I'm really worried that Xinsuo will be too popular, so we will stay away from the spotlight for the time being and wait for a new one.

It’s a good time to launch the idol project. As for reprinting the cover, I don’t think it is necessary. Facts have proved that even within our company, we have not fully recognized this work. It is really hard to say how much role it can play in an entire album.

What you do is really not worth the gain." From the company's perspective, there is no problem with Xiang Fengxing's prudent approach.

Su Changhe thought for a while and didn't say much. Since the debut of the idol project has been shelved, there are still variables in the album. He planned to call Cheng Xiaoyu and Xiang Fengxing to have a good discussion. Su Changhe stood up and said, "Then we will start tomorrow."

Let’s discuss it in a meeting!”

Xiang Fengxing, Cao Danian and the two chief editors in the front row all stood up and escorted Su Changhe to the front door. When Su Changhe passed by Cheng Xiaoyu, he patted him twice on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!