Mr. Le will never stay away from the music world [entertainment]

"Sweetie?" Jiang Yiwei turned his gaze to Le Sheng, "You are Li Xunchuan's sweetheart, what about him? Also your sweetheart?"

Jiang Yiwei's voice was deep and questioning.Invisibly added a lot of pressure to the music, making him hesitate for a long time without making a move.

"Did you see it?" Jiang Yiwei said to Li Xunchuan, "Le Sheng doesn't like you."

Li Xunchuan didn't speak.

It stands to reason that the two have always been friends, but after remembering Jiang Yiwei's obedient attitude towards the music in the studio last time, he automatically classified Jiang Yiwei as a rival in love.

"Le Sheng, come here." Jiang Yiwei waved to Le Sheng again in front of Li Xunchuan, "I've heard about everything that happened at today's event, tomorrow you and He Jinglin go to the police station to explain today's situation and see the police What do you say over there?"

As he spoke, Jiang Yiwei reached out and touched Lesheng's head.

Le Sheng was so frightened by Jiang Yiwei's actions that his body froze, and he stood in front of Jiang Yiwei in a daze, not daring to look at Jiang Yiwei.

While dodging his eyes, he saw the magazine Jiang Yiwei put on his desk.

The four characters of "Male Model Weekly" were directly reflected in Le Sheng's eyes.He never imagined that the domineering president who seems to be cold in suits and leather shoes every day is actually a boring boy who likes to read male model magazines.

Lesheng complained in his heart, and replied obediently on the surface: "Understood, thank you Mr. Jiang for your concern."

Li Xunchuan: "??"

Hearing Lesheng's reply like this, Li Xunchuan immediately became unhappy.Although Lesheng, as an artist of Ace Entertainment, is obedient to Jiang Yiwei, he can barely understand it, but Jiang Yiwei relies on himself as the boss to directly touch Lesheng, making Lesheng look like a little rabbit under oppression. He can't bear it!

"Le Sheng." Li Xunchuan's voice was displeased, and he pulled Le Sheng to his face.

Le Sheng: "What's wrong?"

Li Xunchuan just wanted to increase the distance between them, and didn't think much of it at all.Seeing Lesheng asking what's the matter, he could only make up a random reason: "It's nothing, I just told you to come back from the police station tomorrow to record songs in my studio."

Le Sheng's face was confused: "So fast? Didn't you say you have to wait in the car just now?"

Li Xunchuan's temples twitched, and he said bravely: "I'll go back and help you make the song overnight, anyway, you just come to me tomorrow."

"The sound of music." Jiang Yiwei's voice intervened in time, "I built a recording studio for you in the company, and you can go in and sing whatever you want in the future."

"...Really?" Le Sheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, and his jaw almost couldn't close

"What are you doing lying to you?" Jiang Yiwei walked up to Li Xunchuan, "It's okay to let Lesheng record in his exclusive recording studio tomorrow."

Li Xunchuan could see that Jiang Yiwei was deliberately against him.

He shook his head with a disdainful expression on his face: "Who doesn't know that Li Xunchuan's recording studio has top-notch equipment? It's fine if you let him record and play by himself. If you plan to release a song, it's better to come to my place."

Jiang Yiwei glanced at Li Xunchuan and was silent for a moment.When he opened his mouth again, he said directly: "The company stipulates that single artists under the age of 25 are prohibited from dating, and you don't need to pay so much attention to the music.

After finishing speaking, he nodded to He Jinglin who was in the corner with his chin, and asked, "Why, you didn't tell Lesheng about this rule?"

"Ah??" He Jinglin was confused.Ace Entertainment has never interfered with the emotional life of artists, and there has never been a rule that artists prohibit dating.

Even though Lesheng was the first young artist in their company, Jiang Yiwei didn't specifically tell Lesheng about his relationship problems!

He Jinglin felt that it was too difficult to be a human being, and it was even more difficult to be an artist manager of Ace Entertainment.She shook her head aggrievedly, and said tremblingly: "...I've been too busy recently, so I forgot to tell Le Sheng about this rule."

Jiang Yiwei gave a "hmm" and said, "Then you tell him now."

He Jinglin didn't dare to disobey Jiang Yiwei's instructions, and said to Le Sheng: "My sister was too busy before, so I forgot this rule. The company has this rule, which prohibits artists under the age of 25 from falling in love. You and the song god This matter... before the two of you are done, quickly extinguish the little flame that has just ignited, and kill it in the cradle as soon as possible!"

"Did you hear that?" Jiang Yiwei smiled with satisfaction, and looked at Li Xunchuan and said something.

How could Li Xunchuan not know that this was Jiang Yiwei's excuse, he just wanted to take the music for himself.

He also smiled, but his expression was cold.He never imagined that the drama of breaking up with his beloved and friends would be staged on him, and he wished to help Lesheng terminate the contract and sign him to his studio.

Le Sheng was in a dilemma, and always felt that the two were secretly competing.

He elbowed Li Xunchuan, wanting Li Xunchuan to go back first, it's not an option to stay in such a stalemate.

But Li Xunchuan not only didn't understand the meaning of Lesheng, but also squeezed Lesheng's wrist and said sincerely: "Rubbish company, rubbish regulations. Don't be afraid, if it doesn't work, the contract will be terminated, and I will sign you."

"..."

Le Sheng was on the verge of crying. He didn't quite understand what Li Xunchuan was thinking in his head, so he chased him away, "You'd better go back first! I beg you!"

"Then just send it to the door." Li Xunchuan shamelessly made the request, thinking that the music could satisfy him.

Le Sheng just wanted Li Xunchuan to leave quickly, and nodded quickly: "Send, send, send!"

But before he followed Li Xunchuan out of the office threshold, Jiang Yiwei stopped him: "Lesheng, didn't you remember the company regulations that He Jinglin told you just now?"

Lesheng looked at Jiang Yiwei with a mournful face: "I just... go see him off..."

"I can't even give it away." Jiang Yiwei made Le Sheng dare not even move his feet with just one look.

Le Sheng could only helplessly say to Li Xunchuan: "Go downstairs by yourself! Go well, don't send me off."

Li Xunchuan held a mouthful of old blood in his mouth, almost spraying it all over the room.Pointing to the sound of the music, he said angrily: "You are so cowardly..."

In front of the boss, you can't be cowardly!

Le Sheng could only watch Li Xunchuan leave angrily, shaking his hands, and before leaving, he heard him leave a sentence: "My recording studio has the world's top equipment. If you don't come tomorrow, I will personally tie you up."

After Li Xunchuan left, Jiang Yiwei pointed to the sofa and motioned Lesheng and He Jinglin to sit down.

The two were so frightened by Jiang Yiwei that their legs were weak, so they almost supported each other and walked to the sofa.

"That's what you two are good for." Jiang Yiwei made a noise, and saw them sitting on the sofa before looking at Le Sheng and speaking again, "He eliminated you directly before, but now he turned his head and wanted to chase you. It's beautiful. Be brave, let him suffer first, don't let him say what he says."

Lesheng reacted to Jiang Yiwei's words, raised his head and asked, "So Mr. Jiang, you don't like me, do you?"

"Are you this type?" Jiang Yiwei glanced at Le Sheng, and shook the male model magazine to Le Sheng's eyes, "Okay, it's so late, I'll take you back."

Over there, Li Xunchuan, who had returned to the studio, was full of anger. Looking at Yu Feiyu, who was playing games in the studio, Song Yaqing and Yueyueqi didn't even bother, and he yelled directly: "This Is it where you play games? Do you use the studio as a game room?"

"Yu Feiyu, are you fucking here to work or to dawdle?"

"Song Yaqing, have you finished recording your song? Have you recovered? How did you record the song a few days ago, and you don't have any idea?"

"Yueyue..." Forget it, girls can't scold, besides, her last name is Yue.Li Xunchuan insisted on holding back the cursing words, and said irritably, "You are a girl who doesn't go home at night, what is the waste in the studio?"

"Then, then I'm leaving!" Yue Yue picked up his backpack and ran away.

Song Yaqing didn't have the guts to stay in the studio for too long, lest Li Xunchuan's anger hurt her, so she packed up and retreated.

For a while, Li Xunchuan and Yu Feiyu were the only ones left in the working Shanxing room looking at each other.

Yu Feiyu also wanted to leave, but his task was not completed yet, so he could only stand up and hand an invitation letter to Li Xunchuan.

"Brother Li..." Yu Feiyu said respectfully, "This is an invitation letter from Paris Fashion Week."

Li Xunchuan took a look at the invitation letter and said, "No."

Yu Feiyu knew that Li Xunchuan would answer in this way, so he quickly added: "Don't! I heard that music was also invited there, but I don't know if the news is true."

It's okay not to mention the music, but when it was mentioned that he came to Li Xunchuan, his anger began to flare up again, he threw the invitation letter into the trash can, and said angrily, "No! Can't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Listen... I understand." Yu Feiyu didn't know why Li Xunchuan lost his temper, but he said what he should say, and thought it's better to leave as soon as possible.

Before he left, he tidied up the waste manuscripts of the songs on the table, and felt pain when he saw the invitation letter pressed by the waste manuscripts in the trash can, and asked tentatively: "Brother Li, if you think about it again, you really don't go?"

Li Xunchuan was so busy composing to the music that he didn't raise his head: "Don't fart, if you don't want to go, you won't go."

Just don't go!Yu Feiyu didn't intend to persuade him anymore, he looked at Li Xunchuan and said, "Then I'll withdraw?"

Li Xunchuan waved his hands impatiently: "Hurry up and get out!"

Seeing that Yu Feiyu had finally left, Li Xunchuan raised his head and sighed, his mind was full of Le Sheng's obedience to Jiang Yiwei.

He was depressed for a long time, but he turned his head and thought, Jiang Yiwei is the boss of Lesheng, and Lesheng can't do it if he wants to.Maybe Le Sheng resisted in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

With such self-brainwashing, Li Xunchuan's mood gradually improved.

"No..." He suddenly slapped the table and got up, bent down to find the invitation letter in the trash can, and muttered, "I can't let go of any chance to get in touch with the music."

As a result, he just squatted down and put his hand into the trash can when Yu Feiyu's voice came again.

"Brother Li! I..." Yu Feiyu pushed open the door of the studio, watching everything that happened before him, "The car keys... I left here..."

The two were silent for a long time before Yu Feiyu hesitated to speak again: "Brother Li...why are you sitting on the ground and turning over the trash can with both hands?"

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