The richest man: I really don’t want to make money.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yang was about to wave his hand to refuse, but he quickly controlled himself.

He confirmed that there was no problem with sending red envelopes, but Qibu and others were not sure.

The previous few times he gave gifts, he brought one thank-you gift from the company and one personal thank-you gift from himself.

This time, he cancelled the company's thank-you gift, so that obviously wasn't the case.

Ah!

A thank-you gift from this company is still necessary.

"The headquarters has indeed approved a quota of 50,000 yuan. I'll leave the gift matter to you. I'll notify the finance department."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, just leave it to me."

Qi Bu immediately assured, with a look of joy on his face.

As long as Mr. Wang can maintain his friendship with Mr. Chen of Tomorrow Group, their branch companies will have a steady stream of orders.

Although he was not the most direct beneficiary, he also received a bonus as a supervisor because the branch company ranked first in performance.

So he also hopes that Wang Yang can continue to maintain Tomorrow Group as a major customer.

After saying that, he stood up and left the office to deal with the gift issue.

Wang Yang watched Qi Bu leave, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, his eyes lost in thought.

The last time I visited Mr. Chen, he gave me a red envelope of 18 yuan. How much should I give this time?

It certainly can’t be less than 18 yuan, and it’s Chinese New Year time, so for such an important diary, one must show sincerity.

Wang Yang touched his chin and quickly made a decision.

As for other gifts and the like, Qi Bu would handle them and he wouldn't need to worry about them. He could just bring them over when the time came.

"Later, I finally learned how to love..."

The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Wang Yang picked up the phone, took a look at it, then smiled and quickly answered the call.

"Missed me."

"In no mood!"

"That makes me sad."

"do you have time at night."

"Yes, if you didn't call me, I would have called you. I found a good restaurant. How about we go over there tonight and try it?"

"Well, wait until I get off work."

"........"

...............

magic city,

【The Voice of China】Training Room,

"Very good, very good, that's it, your ability is already very strong, there's not much I can do to help you."

Li Wuying watched Zhang Lan's singing and said with admiration.

As expected of a singer who already has his own works, his strength and professionalism are both very impressive.

Basically, she doesn't need any guidance.

"Thank you, Teacher Wuying. I still have a lot to learn."

Zhang Lan smiled. She still had some self-awareness.

Her ability is acceptable, but compared with those veteran singers, she is still far behind.

She still needs to keep working hard.

"I believe in you. With your ability, you will have a place in the music industry sooner or later."

Li Wuying patted Zhang Lan on the shoulder. She liked Zhang Lan very much.

I have already planned that after the recording of "The Voice of China" is completed, I will invite Zhang Lan to participate in her concert.

After all, that was the promise she made.

"Teacher, I'm going to take a rest."

Zhang Lan said this and went to the lounge nearby.

I just practiced a song for a long time and I am a little tired. The main thing is to protect my voice. As a singer, the voice is very important.

I came to the lounge, found a chair and sat down directly, opened the cup of water I had prepared, and took a small sip.

It contains honey water, which is used to moisten the throat.

Not long after they sat down, the door of the lounge was opened again and two people walked in.

One male and one female.

"Sister Lan, you are here!"

"Well, I just finished practicing the song. Let's take a break. You guys should also practice."

Zhang Lan looked at the person who came and responded.

These two people are students under Li Wuying, and their abilities are both very good.

The boy’s name is Zhao Lei, he is a singer-songwriter, his music style is more folk, and he has his own unique characteristics.

The girl’s name is Li Yiyi, a pop singer who graduated from the Shanghai Conservatory of Music and has a solid musical foundation.

"We've finished practicing and wanted to take a break. I heard Teacher Wuying say you were in the lounge, so I came over to check on you."

Li Yiyi sat next to Zhang Lan and spoke with a smile.

Zhao Lei was sitting opposite him and asked expectantly.

"Sister Lan, is your Blue Film Studio still signing singers?"

"Sign it, what do you think?"

Zhang Lan looked up at Zhao Lei. She came to "The Voice of China" not only to improve her own fame through singing, but also to think about whether she could find some talented singers to join the company.

After all, she is the head of the music department now. It would definitely not work if she is the only one in the entire music department.

It requires enough singers to support it. She has been observing them all during this period, whether they are from her own team or other teams. She has recorded all those she thinks are capable.

And Zhao Lei and Li Yiyi were on the list she had recorded.

But before she could start to win him over, Zhao Lei came to her door first.

This surprised him a little.

"I have this idea. Sister Lan, you know that I am an independent singer-songwriter. I don't have any background or resources. But I know about Sister Lan's Blue Film and Tomorrow Group."

"Not to mention the treatment you offer, I really like the environment there, but I don't know if I have the ability to join."

Zhao Lei spoke out what was in his heart.

He likes to compose songs very much, but he also knows that liking it is not enough to fulfill his dream. Only by finding a backstage can he persist in his dream of composing songs.

Zhang Lan looked at Zhao Lei seriously, and finally nodded slowly.

"I can let you join. The treatment that Blue Films provides to artists is not comparable to that of other entertainment companies. But I also have requirements. Since you are a singer-songwriter, I will give you enough time to create."

"But every once in a while, you have to produce a song for me, and the company will be responsible for the release of your song. But if the songs you create don't produce any results for a long time, I can only say sorry."

"I know this, Sister Lan. If I can't create any decent songs for a long time, it means that I am really not suitable for the path of a singer. At that time, even if you don't say it, I will leave on my own initiative."

Zhao Lei made the promise.

"Since you put it that way, there's no problem. I'll give you one more night. If you've made up your mind, I'll prepare the contract."

"Sister Lan, it doesn't take all night. I know about Blue Film and Tomorrow Group. I also watched your sports meet. I like the environment of your company very much. I can decide to join now."

Zhao Lei said immediately.

"Okay, then I'll get the contract done as soon as possible."

Zhang Lan nodded. Since Zhao Lei had already thought about it and understood it clearly, she had nothing more to say.

"Sister Lan, I don't know if I can join Blue Films."