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Chapter 120 Idols need positive energy

Yang Chen did the math.

The market value of this combination is at least over 100 billion soft sister coins.

It’s almost as good as Qian Huifang’s magical hot sauce.

Unexpectedly, tonight, by accident and a combination of circumstances, I would discover a future superstar in the entertainment industry, a steady stream of money-spinners?
This feeling is similar to picking up antiques.

One word.

Cool!
In addition, these superstars have to live with themselves.

Can't rush away.

If not for Tian Xingdao accepting this group of money-giving boys, God would have to call himself a fool.

But now Yang Chen has no intention of telling the truth to them.

Receive first.

Let's polish them for a while, polish off the hostility on their bodies, polish off the edges and corners of their characters, polish off their generosity, and polish their three outlooks.

Otherwise, packaging and promotion will be forced.

In the end, it can only be a landslide.

In the end, it harms others.

"Boss, as long as you are willing to accept us, we will never dare to talk nonsense about anything you ask us to do."

Seeing that Yang Chen finally relented and was willing to accept them, Wu Yifan said excitedly: "My brothers and I can drink blood wine and swear poisonous oaths. If we don't listen to the boss, we will be struck by lightning and hit by a car when we go out! "

After saying that, he brought a bowl.

Then pour in the beer.

Then he found a knife, cut his finger, and drank blood to prove his determination.

Yang Chen waved his hand.

He scolded: "Okay, don't do this!"

"What did I just say? Call me Brother Yang, or Mr. Yang, don't call me boss. Did you listen to what I just said?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yifan touched the back of his head, grinned, and smiled.

"Old Yang, Brother Yang, I'm sorry, I'm used to calling you that."

Yang Chen waved his hand.

"Tomorrow, you guys will either cut your hair or dye it back."

"Also, dress me in clean and neat clothes. Don't look like a fucking beggar."

"Well, there are also those nose studs, ear studs, navel studs, bird studs, etc. I've taken all the ones I can, and I've washed all the tattoos I can. Don't just idle around all day, like a little loser."

If other people said these words, they would definitely be ignorant.

When you come out to hang out, you need individuality.

Just to be different.

It means to be unique, to be different, to be domineering.

You act like a serious person, do you still have the nerve to talk about it?

What a bullshit!

But when the boss spoke, Wu Yifan and others dared not to listen.

in contrast.

On the contrary, they felt that what Yang Chen said was very classy.

That's right.

There are grades.

Look at those big bastards who are really good at it. They don't have suits and ties, and their leather shoes are so shiny that they can cast their shadows.

What does this mean?
This is the difference between a little bastard and a big bastard.

They all want to make a name for themselves.

Want to prove myself.

Therefore, in response to Yang Chen's request, they all patted their chests and said that they would definitely make rectifications in place tomorrow.

Give Brother Yang a brand new image.

"it is good!"

"Call me."

"I'll contact you again tomorrow."

After speaking, Yang Chen waved his hand: "You can get out."

heard.

Wu Yifan quickly found a piece of white paper, wrote his phone number on it, and then handed it to Yang Chen respectfully with both hands.

Then he said hello.

Then he took a group of younger brothers and sisters and prepared to leave.

But Xi Meier didn't move.

Instead, he mustered up the courage to question Yang Chen: "Brother Yang, they are all ignorant children. What do you want to do if you take them in?"

"I won't let them mess with you."

"I will call the police!"

It can be seen that Xi Meier is still very responsible for this group of bad boys.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan rushed up and tried to pull Xi Meier away.

Yang Chen waved his hand.

motioned him to leave.

"You go first."

"Let me tell you something, Sister Xi."

The boss had spoken, but Wu Yifan did not dare to disobey him. After thinking for a while, he led a group of bad boys, took three steps and turned back, and slowly walked away.

But not completely gone.

Stop at a distant place and stop and watch.

"sit!"

Yang Chen motioned Xi Meier to sit down, and then poured her a glass of wine: "Who do you think I am? A ruthless demon who kills without blinking an eye? Or a social big brother who bullies men and dominates women, and does all kinds of evil?"

Staring at Xi Meier, Yang Chen asked with a smile.

Xi Meier was stunned.

His eyes dodge and he says: "Isn't it?"

Xi Meier is twenty years old this year.

Although she had seen some things in the world and had some experience, Yang Chen's pressure on her was too strong, coupled with the very arrogant performance just now.

She felt that Yang Chen was definitely a ruthless master.

"Come on, drink!"

Yang Chen raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "If I said that I was a talent scout, would you believe it?
"Scout?"

Xi Meier shook her head.

Yang Chen smiled and motioned for her to finish the beer in the cup before continuing: "Believe it or not, that's your business. This is a legal society, do you really think that the police comrades are just for free?"

"Yes."

"I'm just trying to scare those kids."

"What else do you think I want to do?"

"Throw them into the river to feed the fish?"

"childish!"

Having said this, Yang Chen poured himself another glass of wine: "To be honest, your group has some potential. I want to sign you as my artist."

"You are more sensible than them and have some sense of proportion."

"Those kids need to polish their character first."

"So, if you really want to do good for them, let them follow me and let me train them."

"of course."

"If you are worried, you can also call the police to check and see if I am lying."

"I'm not a good person."

"But it's not a bad guy either."

"I just want to make money."

"Be fair and make money reasonably and legally."

"I think you have potential. You can make a name for yourself in the entertainment industry in the future and make money for me."

"Otherwise I wouldn't care about you."

"Think about it yourself"

Done.

Yang Chen stopped paying attention to her.

Take care of yourself for late night snacks.

Hearing what he said, Xi Meier suddenly felt a lot of emotions.

Doubtful.

There is suspicion.

There is a little bit of joy in being recognized.

And
lost.

Yes.

That's right.

Xi Meier herself didn't know why she felt so lost.

Before, she thought this man was greedy for her body.

Now it seems that he is not very interested.

This puzzled her, but she also felt a little bit disappointed.

This annoyed her.

I also cursed myself secretly, I am so fucking cheap!
"If what you say is true, I can agree to sign a contract and be your artist."

Forcibly dispelling the bad emotions in her heart, Xi Meier lit a cigarette for herself, thought about it, sent another one to Yang Chen, and said.

"However, I have one condition."

"Lend me one million first!" If the subtitle system had not been activated to analyze her, Yang Chen would not have lent her a dime, let alone one million.

Why borrow?
exchange of benefits.

Isn’t it nice to each get what he needs?
Of course, although she is the best, and can even be said to be the best among the best, whether she is worth a million or not depends on the beholder and the wise.

But at least with Yang Chen, he wouldn't spend a million for a tool.

It's not about money.

It’s not a matter of taste level or realm level.

It's a matter of whether he thinks it's worth it.

Maybe some girls are worth it.

But this girl, at least before the subtitles did not analyze her, Yang Chen felt that she was not worth it.

Far away.

Back to topic.

Hearing the girl talk about borrowing one million, Yang Chen didn't ask anything after already knowing her future potential and stardom. He only asked when to sign the contract and when to borrow the money.

But Xi Meier was a little impatient.

"Brother Yang, can you lend it to me first?"

"I can sign now."

"As long as it's legal, you can sign whatever you want."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chen suddenly became a little curious.

"In such a hurry?"

"what's the situation?"

"Can you tell me something?"

It is unrealistic to sign a contract now.

He didn't even set up a corresponding company, so why should he sign it?

But if she's in a hurry, it doesn't hurt to make an IOU and lend it to her first.

Hearing this, Xi Meier hesitated.

Then he took a long drag on the cigarette.

Then he stated the reason: "I want to pay back the loan shark!"

Xi Meier's eyes turned red as soon as she said these three words: "It's not my debt, it's my mom's debt. My mom likes gambling. I earned all the money from opening a dance studio to pay off her gambling debt."

"I thought she would stop."

"I didn't expect that it would turn out to be Bengali. The more I owe, the more I owe."

"Now, including principal and interest, I already owe one million."

Having said this, Xi Meier stubbornly raised her head and looked at the starry sky, trying not to let her tears fall.

"I'm a single parent."

"My parents divorced when I was very young."

"My father hasn't cared much about me in these years. It's all my mother who raised me."

"But ever since she got addicted to gambling, she has become a completely different person. She only thinks about getting something for nothing all day long, thinking about making money, and thinking about winning big money."

"It ended up getting deeper and deeper."

"In order to pay off the debt, the family house was sold."

"My studio is also closed."

“Now I am almost breathless because of the loan sharks.”

"When I went to a place like that tonight, I was forced to do nothing. But I found that I really couldn't do that kind of thing."

"I'm in ruins now."

“Just take it one day at a time.”

"However, if you are willing to lend me one million first, let me pay back my mother's loan shark."

"I will definitely sign a contract with you."

"As long as it's not illegal, you can sign whatever you want."

After saying that, Xi Meier let out a long sigh.

"No matter what, I can't ignore my mother."

"No one cares about her except me."

After hearing what she said, Yang Chen frowned deeply.

You can lend money to anyone.

The only two ghosts you can't lend it to are the drug addict and the gambler.

These two ghosts are like a bottomless pit, a hole that cannot be filled.

One million, for Yang Chen, is a drop in the bucket, not worth mentioning.

But lending it to her didn't solve the problem at all.

With such a mother, even if she becomes a queen in the future, she will still not have a good life.

Yang Chen was not very compassionate and wanted to save her and her mother.

But if she signed up for her company with this problem, she wouldn't be able to make good money for him.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen reminded: "Even if you pay back this million, what will happen in the future? What will your mother do if she borrows usury again, or even borrows more and more?"

"What do you get back?"

This question hits the nail on the head.

Xi Meier has obviously also considered this issue.

heard.

Just shook his head.

"I do not know either."

"what can I do?"

"Tie her up, tie her up, or call the police and have her arrested?"

"Take one step at a time."

"Let's pay back the money first."

After hearing what she said, Yang Chen shook his head.

"If that's the case, I won't lend you a dime."

"Because no matter how much potential you have, you will always be a big problem for me."

Having said this, Yang Chen thought for a while and knocked on the table: "I won't lend you money for the time being, and I won't sign a contract with you in your situation."

"Let me meet your mother sometime."

"Maybe I can let her know how deep the gambling waters are."

"It would be best if she wakes up."

"Or you can draw a clear line with her."

"Otherwise I won't help you."

After saying that, Yang Chen threw his phone to Xi Meier: "As for loan sharking, in today's legal society, other than scaring you, they don't dare to mess around."

"If you encounter anything really difficult, please call me again."

The reason why Yang Chen helped her was naturally because he was completely convinced of her potential, the potential of her group, and Wu Yifan's career path to stardom and money.

She is the core of the group.

The market value of their [Fighting Group] combination given by the system is around 500 billion soft girl coins.

The solo value of her and Wu Yifan is also around 500 billion.

A money tree worth hundreds of billions.

Of course Yang Chen won't let it go.

Nowadays, what is it that makes money quickly, is easy to make, is legal, and is prestigious, and yet there are still people who have no brains to protect it?
Of course it’s the media industry and the entertainment industry!

With the prompts from the subtitle system, it was only a matter of time before Yang Chen entered the entertainment industry.

After hearing what Yang Chen said, Xi Meier thought about it seriously and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, thank you for helping me."

"I'll find a time for my mother to meet you. I hope she can get rid of her gambling addiction with your help."

"Brother Yang, I'm leaving then. I hope you won't lie to me or those kids."

Putting away Yang Chen's phone number carefully, Xi Meier looked at the group of delinquent teenagers who were standing and watching in the distance, and sighed: "Their nature is not bad!"

"If someone can give them a hand, they'll get better."

Yang Chen frowned.

Give them a hand?
Without benefits, who would do such a thankless thing?
"I want to sign a contract with you and take you to the entertainment industry. Don't tell them that they are restless and need to be polished."

“Don’t make it self-defeating and counterproductive.”

"That really ruins them."

This group of bad boys are bent on joining society and want to make their way in the world.

Let’s not talk about whether they can accept the idea of entering the entertainment industry. Even if they can accept it, their character, edges, appearance, words and deeds, thoughts and attitudes, and how to behave in the world all need to be well trained.

At least let them understand.

What can be done.

Which ones are not allowed.

What words can be said.

What cannot be said.

These days, no matter how popular an idol star is, his house collapses overnight.

How many superstars have been banned because of this.

Become a bad artist.

Nailed on the pillar of shame, it will never be possible to get over.

Even idols.

Even celebrities.

Still need positive energy.