Entertainment Dad: A father sings the whole school!

Chapter 69 Miracles are happening quietly!
The voice fell.

There was silence in the office.

Lin Yuer couldn't help being a little surprised.

She fully thought that Ding Dong would immediately affirm her thoughts.

"No, you are wrong."

Unexpectedly, after Ding Dong's complexion changed for a while, he shook his head with a wry smile:

"This approach is doomed to fail."

"Why? Boss Ding, with our current authority..." Lin Yu'er's pretty face was full of puzzlement, and she was about to persuade her.

But Ding Dong interrupted her and said, "I've already thought about it this afternoon."

"But, Xiao Li, have you ever thought about what will happen to Shengshi Dynasty if we make a move?"

"Glorious Dynasty? Haven't they already made a move?"

Lin Yuer was taken aback when asked.

Looking at Ding Dong's meaningful eyes, she suddenly realized: "Mr. Ding, do you want to say that they will definitely do whatever it takes to encourage Teng'e Music to end in person?"

"Yes! That's what worries me the most."

Ding Dong sighed deeply, his expression hard to calm down: "Why don't I want to help Tang Yu?"

"Now we are all in the same boat, and helping him is tantamount to helping ourselves."

Ding Dong's words were full of struggle.

Obviously, he reluctantly rejected Lin Yuer's proposal after some careful consideration.

"But that old fox Xu Shiji just waited for us to be forced to do this!"

"He has always acted unscrupulously. From the voices of all the artists under Shengshi Dynasty, it can be seen that this time they are bound to win."

"If we end up, they will definitely not let it go. Then this war will no longer be confined between Tang Yu and Lu Yifan..."

Hearing this, Lin Yuer's pretty face became more serious: "President Ding, I understand what you mean."

"Take a hair and move the whole body."

"If the situation further expands and changes, it may be harmful instead of beneficial."

"That's what I mean." Ding Dong nodded seriously.

"Then let's just sit back and watch?" Lin Yu'er asked angrily with a face full of resignation.

"If this continues, aren't we giving him Lu Yifan the win for nothing?"

Ding Dong didn't speak, but clenched his fist angrily, and finally let go.

At this moment, a sense of powerlessness lingered in his heart.

Ding Dong looked at the shining identity plate on his chest - Vice President of Yi Music, and felt so ironic.

How much did Tang Yu trust himself and Yi Music?
But when he needed it most, they were helpless...

"Oh, what a pity."

Lin Yu'er sighed dejectedly, shook her head and said, ""Yu Xitan" still suffers from the unpopular audience after all. If Tang Yu also released a love song, he would definitely not lose to Lu Yifan."

Ding Dong was even more discouraged, and collapsed on the chair weakly.

After a long silence, he looked at the ceiling and murmured:
"Let it be your fate."

"It's ridiculous, but all we can do now is pray for a miracle to happen."

The reason why a miracle is a miracle lies in its uniqueness and irreproducibility.

It is uncertain whether it is a random coincidence, or it is destined in the dark.

However, just today.

A miraculous reversal that has been talked about by the media of later generations for decades has quietly come!
At the same time, Xiangjiang, in a villa in the middle of the mountain.

In the magnificent hall, it was empty and there was nothing else.

Only a top-of-the-line Alienware computer sits in the center.

The young man in an exquisite costume frowned, staring at the screen with an angry face.

In the center of the screen is Lu Yifan's long blog post!
There are as many fans as the crucian carp crossing the river.

Those shocking malicious comments without a bottom line made the young man's eyes even more blazing with anger!

"This group of stupid and brain-damaged fans really deceive me, no one in the opera world?"

On the edge of the table, an extremely inconspicuous corner.

There is a shortcut to a web page - "Liyuan Pavilion"!
"Uncle Wang!"

The young man slapped the mouse hard, calling out to the old housekeeper who was waiting outside.

Hearing the news, the old man in a black suit trotted over from the yard immediately out of breath.

"Master Jiayin, what are your orders?" Uncle Wang lowered his eyebrows and looked down, with an extremely humble attitude.

"Go, call me all my boys from the sports car club!"

"No one must fall!"

"Whoever dares not, will expel the membership on the spot!" Xu Jiayin dictated.

Uncle Wang trembled when he heard the words, his old face was full of fear.

God? !

One does not fall?
And those who don't come have to be expelled on the spot?
What earth-shattering move will my young master make?
Last month, their Hong Kong Thirteen Young Masters occupied Panshan Highway in the middle of the night, and even dragged their cars around the city before being refuted by Xiangjiang TV.

The master ordered it forbidden, and the young master is absolutely not allowed to go racing again.

Otherwise, he is the only one to ask!
Thinking of this, Uncle Wang couldn't help persuading him earnestly:
"Master, you must not mess with those boys again."

"My lord gave me an order two days ago. Now is the critical time for another subsidiary of Daheng to go public. There must be no room for loss of public opinion."

Hearing this, Xu Jiayin sneered nonchalantly:
"IPO IPO..."

"What else does the old man do besides thinking about those stinky money all day long?"

"The wonderful art that the Xu family really relied on for survival has been completely lost by him."

This statement came out.

Uncle Wang was a servant, he was in a dilemma, how could he dare to talk to him.

Master Jiayin is the only child of the Xu family's generation, and he studied opera with the old man for ten years when he was young.

It's understandable that this temper is weird.

But then again, mention the old man who passed away.

Uncle Wang was also full of emotion, and he was quite unhappy.

Xiangjiang in the 50s.

In the era before movies and TV were popularized.

It was the heyday of Cantonese opera in Xiangjiang!
There are four great masters in the contemporary Xiangjiang opera world, among which Xu Changmao, the old man of Xu, is the leader.

The Xu family has devoted themselves to Cantonese opera for generations, and it has been passed down for more than ten generations.

Back then, in Xiangjiang and even in the borders of Guangdong Province, everyone really knew about it, and everyone knew about it.

Got a big name!

But later, with the development of the times, the economy took off.

Movies, TV dramas, etc. have gradually replaced opera.

Since Xu Jiayin's father, Xu Jianguo, the Xu family has given up acting and started business, and has gradually become the largest international real estate group in Hong Kong.

The name of the Cantonese Opera Xu family was gradually replaced by the Daheng Xu family and spread throughout the world.

The old business of Cantonese opera has long been lost with the old man, and it has been completely lost.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry."

Xu Jiayin put away the young master's temper, and patiently explained: "This time we are definitely not doing anything out of the ordinary."

"It's that I need them to do their part for Longguo Opera!"

(End of this chapter)