The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 119 0118, Tan Hui's Difficulties (2)

Tan Hui was not drunk in the end, and after sending her back to the hotel, Yunfeng and Tang Yu did not rush back to school, and strolled down the street hand in hand.

The Bund of Shanghai, the banks of the Huangpu River, the Pearl of the Orient, and the charming night scene.

Yunfeng suddenly thought: "I feel that senior sister Tan Hui didn't say something."

Tang Yu nodded and said, "I feel it too."

Yunfeng murmured: "Isn't senior sister Tan Hui entertaining in Huahai? Could it be that she came to be a lobbyist and let us sign with their company?"

"Probably not." Tang Yu said without hesitation: "You forgot, the senior sister told us just now that we should be careful in choosing a company, and she also said that big companies are not good."

It is right for Yunfeng to think about it, but if it is not for this matter, then what else is it?
"Okay, stop thinking about it." Tang Yu tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, and said, "Maybe senior sister encountered something unhappy at work, so she came to eat and chat with us to change her mood."

"Yeah." Yunfeng looked forward, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "Before I knew it, I came to NO.18 on the Bund."

Tang Yu said in surprise: "There are a lot of people."

The Bund NO.18 is located at the Nanjing intersection of the Shanghai Bund. It was originally the headquarters of the British Standard Chartered Bank in Huaxia. It was built in 1923 in the old calendar. A top-level comprehensive consumer building with a bar and an art exhibition hall.

Originally, this place was crowded with people every day, but the popularity of the song "No. 18 on the Bund" has now once again become the focus of the city.

Yunfeng said enthusiastically, "Let's take a photo together too."

Tang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

The two came under the building and found a place where the No. 18 sign on the Bund could be photographed.

At this time, Tang Yu's cell phone rang.

"It's the senior sister who sent a wechat message."

"You look first."

……

After a while, Tang Yu pulled out the camera, raised his hand and raised his mobile phone, and said, "Come on."

Yunfeng put his arms around her waist, put his head against hers, and posed for a universal 45-degree photoshoot.

Tang Yu's eyes turned into crescent moons, showing a sweet smile, and then pressed the shutter.

"Filmed."

"Then let's go back."

……

On the way, Yunfeng couldn't help but asked, "What did Senior Sister Tan Hui say in the wechat message just now?"

Tang Yu tilted her head and said with a smile, "I won't tell you the secret."

secret?

Secret between women?
Hearing what Tang Yu said, Yunfeng didn't ask any more questions, but he became curious in his heart.

----

Tan Hui was soaking in the bathtub in the hotel room, her face flushed, and the alcohol was slowly coming up.

"Asshole, bastard..."

She cursed at the air for no reason, and her heart was filled with infinite sorrow.

Today she went to Tang Yu and Yunfeng for dinner, to see how far they have developed. If they are already together, she will use her relationship with Tang Yu to make an appointment with Yunfeng, but at the last moment , but gave up.

"Tan Hui, Tan Hui, why do you live in such a humble way? Have you forgotten what the teacher said?"

Tan Hui sniffed, wiped off the foam on her hands with a towel, took her mobile phone, opened the WeChat address book, scrolled to the bottom, edited a message and sent it out.

"call……"

She let out a long breath, letting go of someone is a very complicated emotion, and the moment she let go, she feels relieved.

Immediately afterwards, she called the manager of the composition department of Huahai Entertainment.

"Miss Hong."

"Tan Hui, when are you coming back from Shanghai?"

"Sister Hong, I would like to ask for a month's leave."

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little tired, my mind is empty, I want to travel and find inspiration."

"Okay, it's good to go and relax, but don't forget the song from Liu Runze's new album."

"I remember, hang up, sister Hong, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

……

Tan Hui hung up the phone, lay down in the bathtub, relaxed her whole body, and soaked her whole body in the warm water.

Now that I heard that name again, I didn't have too many emotional fluctuations.

"Where should I go to play?"

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Chen Cheng was also a little drunk.

The invitation from an old classmate was pushed twice during the May Day holiday. If you can't escape it, then face it.

At the dinner table, he drank a lot of wine, and he tried his best to control it, so he didn't get so drunk that he passed out.

Because of one thing that has always worried him, that is, he was drunk last time, which caused Yunfeng to pay for the meal.

So in the future, whether it's socializing or having dinner with friends, you should drink as little as you can, and you won't exceed your own amount.

"Sure enough, I came here for Yunfeng."

Back home, Chen Cheng half-lyed on the sofa, remembering what his old classmate said just now, and it was very obvious that he wanted him to hook up and ask Yunfeng to make an appointment to sing.

The classmate is an old classmate, but apart from knowing the name and saying a few words during the school meeting, there is not much friendship at all.

Not to mention that someone with no friendship asked him to do this, even if someone with friendship asked him to do something, he knew Yunfeng well, once this matter was mentioned, the relationship between the two would be like this.

Therefore, Chen Cheng was pretending to be stupid the whole time, and kept changing the subject. Since he said that he hadn't seen him for many years and wanted to get together, it was okay, so let's come and talk about what happened when he was studying.

"It is estimated that there will be many things like this in the next period of time."

Chen Cheng smiled wryly, could this be the trouble after happiness?

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When someone is troubled by Yunfeng and his song.

On the outskirts of Modu, the temporary office of the Novel Monthly Magazine.

Both the employees and the boss are working overtime. Although the sales of the cross-border Tianwang's novels have dropped a lot, the simultaneous serialization of "No. 8 Pawnshop" has once again increased the sales of their monthly novels.

"Boss, when are we going to change places? It's too far to go to work here."

"That's right, the buses don't run here, it's too much to take a taxi every day."

"And the environment here is really bad. If you want to use the toilet, you have to walk 10 minutes to go to the public toilet."

"Boss, don't talk about going back to the original office building, but at least I need a place where I can work."

"Besides, when customers come, seeing our company like this will damage the image."

……

Zheng Rong heard the complaints from all the employees and said, "Everyone has worked hard in such a difficult environment during this time. I am already looking for a new office location. Please wait patiently for a few days."

Everyone cheered.

Zheng Rong doesn't want to change to a good office building, but the company has just improved recently, although there is some money in the account, but we can't just look at the present, we must consider the future development.

In fact, he was thinking about whether the company should expand its business scope. If it only produces monthly novels, the upper limit is only that high.

The reason why he thought so was entirely because of Yunfeng.

"Are there any comics?"

Guo Chuan happened to hear what Zheng Rong said to himself, and said, "Brother Zheng, do you want to enter the comics industry?"

Zheng Rong asked back: "Do you know anything about the comics industry?"

Guo Chuan shook his head and said: "I don't know much about it. I just like to read it. Comics are very popular in Europe and the United States. MD's "Revenge Heroes" series, "Science and Technology Frankenstein" series, and "Detective Didi" series have sold well. It has broken through [-] million copies."

Zheng Rong smiled and said, "What about the country?"

Guo Chuan continued: "The domestic comics market has a bright future, but most people read comics from MD. Our local high-quality works are too few, just like Journey to the West, Romance of the Gods, and The Confucian Man." The comics adapted from these popular novels can grab some share."

Zheng Rong didn't know much about comics, so he didn't know what kind of comics were good, so he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the gallery, handed the phone to Guo Chuan, and asked, "How about these comics?"

Seeing that it was in full color, Guo Chuan immediately became interested.

"Partially realistic style."

"People, objects, and backgrounds are drawn very carefully."

"The split mirror design makes people look comfortable."

"The composition is very impactful."

"An original martial arts story?"

……

After reading these comics, Guo Chuan said: "The quality is very high, the plot is too short, I can't see much, but it is very attractive. If it is me, I will definitely follow it."

Although Zheng Rong doesn't understand comics, he still has the ability to appreciate paintings. These comics are really well drawn.

Guo Chuan asked: "Brother Zheng, you didn't draw this, did you?"

Zheng Rong shook his head, and said, "It's the submitted manuscript."

Guo Chuan was puzzled, they were a magazine agency, not a comic agency, how could they receive comic submissions?
(End of this chapter)