Chapter 102

After a busy wedding ceremony, there was a noisy banquet again.

Ou Guohua and provincial and municipal leaders did not participate. They left after cutting the color. They were all people in the entertainment circle, or all walks of life in the cultural and entertainment circle.

There are new artists, leaders of many brokerage companies, middle and senior leaders of some live broadcasting platforms, leaders of TV stations and heads of major entertainment resources publicity and distribution companies.

During the dinner, these people took the opportunity to go forward and say hello to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't deliberately take a tone. He didn't refuse anyone and was very enthusiastic.

Now he has a strong memory. After a few simple conversations, he can remember people by looking at the exchanged business cards.

Chen Feng accepted the apology of the new director of Kuge copyright department and opened up the space for cooperation with Kuge again.

Of course, Kuge paid a heavy price and took out the S + level contract dominated by the copyright owner.

The cooperation between Chen Feng and Q Yin has not been terminated.

Including the new album to be released simultaneously on the two platforms, Chen Feng's resources will be fully open in the future, and will be released synchronously on multiple platforms.

Exclusive licensing will not be restored unless the offer is extremely attractive.

Small companies and self-employed businesses still rely on the platform with channel resources. The full platform release is usually the treatment that top artists and giant companies in the industry can enjoy. The starting point of Xingfeng entertainment is high enough to get it from the beginning.

When the entertainment dispersed, all the people left were their own, and we finally talked more freely.

Chen Li took out a white CD from his satchel and handed it over to Chen Feng. "Mr. Chen, this is a copy of the master tape of my new album. Please listen to it when you get back and give me more advice."

Chen Feng accepted the CD with a smile, "tomorrow you and Ou Shao will release an album together. What else can you teach at this time? Sister Chen Li, your skills are mature, and I dare not teach."

Chen Li shook his head. "It's never too old to learn. Mr. Chen's good advice will always be useful."

Mai Hui, the dead mother who has a good relationship with Lu Wei's agent Zheng Rou, also sprinkled Jiao nearby, "our family Qi also needs the guidance of teacher Chen!"

Chen Feng almost choked on the man's sharp throat.

He is a cruel man. I don't know whether he is born with a sharp voice or deliberately pinched out of his mother's anger.

If he had dealt with these social occasions himself in the past, it would be easy to respond to requests because he couldn't lose face.

Fortunately, today is different from the past. Now he has a spokesman, Meng Xiaozhou.

Meng Xiaozhou stood up, "First of all, thank sister Chen Li for choosing tomorrow for the release of the new album in order to cooperate with our plan. Teacher Chen will certainly listen to this album later. Even if he is too busy to forget, I will remind him. However, if you want to have in-depth cooperation in the future, you can talk to me first. As we all know, teacher Chen is very involved in creation. Once he is busy, he can forget to eat. It's completely useless I don't know the date. "

"By the way, I'd like to introduce to you the second signing artist of Xinghui entertainment. Qin Lu from Jiangnan Conservatory of music! Next, Mr. Chen will help Qin Lu make a debut album. It will be busy."

Qin Lu, who had been sitting in the corner, stood up happily.

Chen Feng turned to ou Junlang and seemed to kill him with his eyes.

Chen Feng lowered his voice, "what are you doing?"

Ou Junlang asked blankly, "master, isn't Qin Lu your imperial sample singer? Xiaozhou and I thought you must recognize her, so we signed her. We can't really expect me to be the company's tripod bearer alone?"

Chen Feng's thinking is also such a truth, but he nods when he thinks of Qin Lu's wonderful temper, who always wants to give himself monkeys.

Fortunately, people will grow up, and today's occasions are also different. Qin Lu knows that Chen Feng's status and influence are different from those in the past, converging a lot and changing a lot.

She just bowed again and again to thank the boss for his cultivation and the elders for their help.

Seeing this, Chen Feng didn't say more, but he thought the arrangement was good.

Qin Lu's voice line is very special. It has a bit of postmodern flavor. It is a material that can be made.

Chen Feng can find songs suitable for her style in the future. Maybe he can bring back some classic songs of the 22nd century and make some cutting-edge exploration on her.

Compared with Zhong Lei, Qin Lu is a pure white paper. Chen Feng can change her fate more recklessly.

After dinner, Chen Feng and Zhong Lei got into ou Junlang's car and went back to Weston apartment.

Ou Junlang, the front co pilot, said intentionally or unintentionally, "Master, sister Lei, I have a suggestion. Master, it's not a big problem for you to do it behind the scenes. But sister Lei is becoming more and more famous now. If you are photographed living with sister Lei, it may have a bad impact. Although we all know the context, how journalists write news attracts people's attention. They don't care about the truth. Sooner or later, they will spread gossip."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what others say. What matters is the work."

Chen Feng and Zhong Lei spoke in the same voice.

The front ou Junlang immediately lost his temper.

The two in the back row looked at each other and smiled, but they were very calm.

Back in the room, Zhong Lei didn't go upstairs, but went directly into Chen Feng's suite and sat on the sofa, "talk?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about how angry you are."

Chen Feng: "ah?"

"I wanted to start a company with you before, but you didn't like it. I thought you were really not interested. But now you've made a big scene with Ou Junlang quietly, and dug up Wan Yue's brother. Why, you call it having a new love and forgetting your old love? You think I'm not as good as ou Junlang?"

Chen Feng swallowed his mouth.

That sounds strange!

"No, it doesn't mean that! I'm too lazy to take care of myself and can't do a good brokerage company. Ou Junlang has ready-made resources. I just want to rub it."

Zhong Lei looked at his slightly nervous appearance and smiled.

"I'm kidding you. I'm not really angry. But you must promise me what I'm going to say next."

"You speak."

"I want to join your company, too. I've thought about it. It's hard to repay you $5 million, so the easiest way is to help you earn money. The top artist in your company can't be ou Junlang, but me. Think about it. In the future, you can go to expand the overseas market and bring your own artist's brochures. On the top is Ou pangzi's big round face plate. What will others look at at at at first How do you feel? "

Chen Feng imagined the picture. It was a little goose bumps.

"Indeed."

"Look at me again." Zhong Lei stood up, deliberately concave a curve, then gently fiddled with her long hair with her hand and smiled freely. "What if the photo was mine?"

"Perfect."

"Isn't that right?"

Chen Feng began to think.

Zhong Lei got up again, turned out Chen Feng's low to heinous Yangtze River guitar from the corner, and tried to tune it. "Do you think I've become more confident?"

Chen Feng didn't know where he was. "It's a little. What's the matter?"

"I'm really more confident now, but it's not because of the fame brought to me by boring and boring, nor because I wrote the lyrics of bath fire. Listen to my new song. This is the first song I created independently and completely in a real sense! Please listen to self burning."

Fingertips across the strings, the guitar sounded.

It is a melody that Chen Feng has never heard.

Chen Feng was foolish on the spot.

Self combustion?

What are you doing!

Do you still play guitar?

Have you finished the lyrics and composition?

If you play and sing on your face, don't I have to copy it?

His breathing is getting worse.

His admiration for Zhong Lei rose again.

Terror, this irrepressible talent!