After the two chatted for a few words, Rong Feilong got down to the topic.

"Little Wang!"

"Alas! What happened to Mr. Rong?"

"I think you like this tea too, so you can take some with you when the time comes."

"Oops! Why is Mr. Rong so embarrassed?"

"What should we talk about?"

"Yes, yes! Boy, I am more respectful than obey!"

"By the way, my granddaughter sang two songs by the same singer in front of me last night. I felt pretty good about them. What are they called "You at the Same Desk" and "The Year in a Hurry"? The voice of this singer sounds familiar to me.

Yes! Is it from our company?"

When Wang Yi heard this, he cursed in his heart, this old fox!

Are you still unclear about our company?

I could have renewed my contract with Lin Moyan back then, but you were the one who got in the way and made those rubbish demands!

Alas!

Helpless, Wang Yi could only say expressionlessly: "It is indeed our company. At the same time, the recent development of our company's music department under your command has exceeded the money earned during this time last year."

"At the same time, hasn't the company promoted Xu Jingmin in music recently? She is on the "Singer" stage. Now that three episodes have passed, her fans and traffic have increased by about 20%."

At the same time, Wang Yi added in his heart: Lin Moyan's fans and traffic attention have increased by almost 90%!

"Well, not bad!" Rong Feilong also smiled, but this smile was probably not true happiness, just his protective color.

"By the way, my granddaughter also said that an extremely talented songwriter has emerged in the music scene recently. He is in his twenties and his songs are already on par with those of those songwriters, or even surpassed. He is our

From the company?"

Obviously, Rong Feilong already knew that Wang Yi went to Li Xun to sign a contract last night, and what he is asking now is the result.

Was it successful?

But it was obviously unsuccessful, but Wang Yi couldn't just say, "He is from our company."

After all, Li Xun is Lin Moyan's assistant, and Lin Moyan is an artist under the company. To a certain extent, doesn't Li Xun belong to the company?

"Ha~" Rong Feilong smiled again, "Then this guy is pretty good. Such a good young man, the company must keep him. My personal suggestion is that geniuses or not, they should be focused on training."

Wang Yi’s expression was stiff.

But I already complained about Rong Feilong in my heart, this old guy!

The meaning of Rong Feilong's words is to tightly bind Li Xun to the company and drain his value.

But is this possible?

Wang Yi had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "Okay! Mr. Rong is so optimistic about this kid, then I will train him well and let him create greater profits for the company!"

"Okay! I can rest assured that the company's music department will be left to you! Look at all my subordinates who are not as capable as you. I'm looking forward to your performance!"

"The company must also pay close attention to recent newcomers!"

"Okay!" Wang Yi nodded. The old guy still rejected his original suggestion of giving preferential treatment to newcomers.

What he meant by his words was that he still insisted on his own opinions and adopted a high-pressure policy for newcomers. If the contract is full, if he can come out, he can make money on his own. If he can't, he will not want to go to other companies.

It’s useless, how can we attract new talents?

Don’t you really think how many newcomers can make it through?

Dig your own grave!

Under such an order, in the coming days, our company will only sign fewer and fewer new people.

Alas!

When Wang Yi thought of this, he stood up helplessly and said goodbye to Rong Feilong.

I returned to my post and started today's busy schedule. Maybe being busy can make me forget the dissatisfaction in my heart and stop myself from thinking about Li Xun's words for the time being.

The day passed quickly, and Wang Yi dragged his tired body back home at night.

His wife, Shang Jie, stepped forward very virtuously, her voice was hoarse, but her various greetings still warmed Wang Yi's heart.

Speaking of his wife Shang Jie, first of all, we can only say that Wang Yi is really lucky. How should I put it, do you know what facial cleanser feels like? Wang Yi can feel it every day without skin care products.

And Shang Jie looks really good, just like Xiao Jia Biyu. Now she is thirty-eight years old, which is the period when a woman is most charming.

At the same time, she used to be a singer, but now she is a housewife, but the love between them is very strong. Shang Jie will also write songs when she is free, but she will never publish them, she will only sing them to her lover.

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And what is her identity?

I can only say that Li Xun’s words came true last night.

She is the girl Wang Yi met when he was a resident singer, the girl who made him give up singing and go to Shuguang instead.

Shang Jie could tell at a glance that something was wrong with her husband today, or that he had been wrong from the time he came back last night until he went out in the morning. However, Shang Jie remained calm. Shang Jie pulled Wang Yi to the dining table and introduced him excitedly.

I was eating the dish I just learned today, squirrel mandarin fish.

Wang Yi smiled and took a bite, "Yeah!" Wang Yi's eyes shone, "My wife, the food you cook is always so delicious~"

Shang Jie rolled her eyes at her husband, her voice still hoarse and said: "That's not true! Didn't someone say that my cooking was unpalatable at the beginning? Do you want to slap me in the face now?"

Wang Yi's face turned red, "Okay, my husband was wrong, I apologize!"

"I don't want your apology!"

"Then what does my respected wife want? Do you want me?" Wang Yi pulled Shang Jie into his arms.

Shang Jie's face turned red and she said in a coquettish voice, "Is the child still asleep?"

"That's okay, that guy is probably looking for a daughter-in-law for us now!"

Shang Jie rolled her eyes, "I don't want you, after all, you have been mine for a long time!"

"Then what do you want?" Wang Yi really couldn't think of what his wife wanted.

Shang Jie suddenly said seriously: "I want you to tell me the reason why you are not in good condition today."

"Huh?" After Shang Jie's words reached Wang Yi's ears, Wang Yi looked at Shang Jie in surprise, "How did you tell?"

"What do you think?" Shang Jie couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband again, "You look like this, anyone can tell that you are absent-minded, right? What else can make our Mr. Wang absent-minded? Why are you looking for me behind my back?

I’m a mistress? Do you dislike me!?”

"Hey, hey, hey!" Wang Yi looked at his wife who was suddenly unreasonable, and she was like a head and two big ones!

"What are you talking about!" Wang Yi picked up his wife in one breath, "It seems that today I let you know what the stick method is!"

"Oh! Didn't you take a shower?" Shang Jie was a little flustered.

"Humph! Are you afraid now? It's too late! I'll let you know what a water stick is!"

……

After some clouds and rain.

Shang Jie nestled against her husband's solid chest, her voice became hoarse, and at the same time she patted her husband's hand and said coquettishly: "Hubby, tell me honestly why?"

After Wang Yitan took back his hand, he thought about it and said, "Honey, do you still remember my original dream?"

"?" Shang Jie was stunned for a moment and then nodded, "So? What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!