My house collapsed from the top, and the system just came?

The two stared at each other.

I don’t know what I want to write.

After a while, Wang Mo broke the silence: "Brother Xiong, how is the matter I asked you before?"

Yuan Xiong said: "I asked the agent, your villa is going to be sold now. Every time you go back and forth, you will lose at least 5 million. Are you sure you want to sell it?"

Wang Mo: "I can't afford it if I don't sell it. I can't afford the mortgage."

Yuan Xiong: "How about... let me borrow some money first? The value of the villa will definitely increase if it remains there. It would be a pity to sell it now. After all, I have made a lot of money because of you."

Wang Mo: "How much can I borrow?"

Yuan Xiong: "How much do you want?"

Wang Mo: "Ten million."

Yuan Xiong almost choked to death on his saliva: "I just made some money from you, I didn't skin you."

"In other words, why don't I have enough money?"

Wang Mo rubbed his brows, "And...how much compensation do I have to pay?"

Because they collapsed, the brands terminated their contracts with the company one after another.

He made a rough calculation and conservatively estimated that he would have to lose tens of millions. In other words, all the money he has worked hard to earn over the years is not enough.

Thinking about it makes me depressed.

What kind of bullshit do you think you are?

However, the next second, Wang Mo was stunned.

Because Yuan Xiong said: "The company is not prepared to make you lose money."

Wang Mo asked in surprise: "Why?"

Yuan Xiong said: "The company is going to slowly quarrel with those brands, and it will take a day as long as it lasts. And the contributions you have made to the company in the past few years are all seen by the senior management. In addition, you can't be blamed for the collapse of your house this time. That’s why the top management said they won’t let you lose money and can’t force you into a corner.”

"..."

The company is pretty good.

After a long time, Wang Mo said: "I understand."

After a while, he asked again: "If I go live broadcast, it will be difficult for me to take off the mask in my life, right?"

Yuan Xiong smiled and said: "As long as you can make money, what does it matter if you don't take off the mask?"

Wang Mo thought for a few minutes and nodded: "Then I'll give it a try."

If you can really make money.

First, you can allow yourself to repay the company's favor.

Second, the villa can be sold without losing money.

Especially that villa, I really like it.

The beauty hidden in the golden house is the best...

Ahem, what are you thinking about? He is still a virgin!

When talking about this matter, Wang Mo became depressed.

After he debuted as a young actor, the company wanted to ensure his popularity and prevent him from being involved in any scandals.

so!

Three years... three whole years, he didn't even touch a woman's hand.

He is a handsome young man in his twenties, strong, vigorous, and with normal sexual orientation. Do you know how he came to be here in the past three years?

Yes

you know!

Because that’s how you came here too!

…

Seeing that Wang Mo agreed to try the live broadcast, Yuan Xiong turned and left.

In fact, there was one thing Yuan Xiong didn't tell Wang Mo. He spent almost all his favors and even bet on the future of a gold medal agent before asking for the opportunity to let Wang Mo go live.

Otherwise, even if the company's top management won't let Wang Mo lose money, they won't let him appear in front of any camera - not even with a mask.

However, for Wang Mo to live broadcast, there are still many issues that require careful planning in advance.

After all, Wang Mo's identity is too sensitive, so it should be impossible for him to broadcast live in a short time.

Wang Mo was not in a hurry.

At the moment, his mind is not on the live broadcast, but on the new song period in August.

Time is like water, sun and moon are like flies...Why is this sentence so familiar?

The last day of July.

All entertainment companies in China have entered a busy state.

Composition Department.

Liu Zhengwen was sitting in the office, feeling ups and downs.

Because his fate may be revealed tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If none of the new songs in August can break into the top ten of the two major charts, then he will be greeted by the thunderous wrath of the company's top management.

But at this moment, he could only wait.

Even now, he doesn't know what the 14 songs will look like after they take shape.

no way!

The composition department only needs to write songs, and other things such as song distribution, promotion, etc. have nothing to do with them.

The Vocal Music Department and Publicity Department will not notify them either.

Of course, as long as there is a problem in these links, someone will immediately come to the composition department to investigate.

"Farke."

Liu Zhengwen cursed as usual and looked at the information on the table.

The data is a summary of the singers releasing songs from all entertainment companies in August collected by the company:

This time, Yunhai Media has a total of 13 singers releasing songs, one second-tier singer, one third-tier singer, and three veteran singers. There are also 8 new singers.

No, it’s 14.

And Hao Mingxing...the man with a broken voice. Of course, this person can be ignored.

As for other companies in the industry, there are a total of 168 singers releasing songs.

Of course, there are far more people than this who actually sing.

Many people don’t know a statistic: the entire Blue Star music scene basically releases more than 100,000 new songs every day.

Among them, 99.99% are garbage, and there are only a few hundred pieces of music that can be heard.

What really deserves Liu Zhengwen's attention are the 168 singers on the file in front of him. They are all handpicked people from other entertainment companies.

After taking a look, there is one A-list singer.

There are 8 second-tier singers and 16 third-tier singers.

One first-tier singer and two second-tier singers are currently popular.

It seems that there is no hope of ranking in the top three of the new song chart this time, but it should still be no problem to hit the top ten.

"Stable!"

Liu Zhengwen shook his fist.

He is very confident.

Just as confident as I was last month.

…

At the same time, the vocal section.

Manager Qian Lun is also looking at the singer information released by the company this time.

An assistant walked in: "Mr. Qian, all the songs have passed the review of the review department, and the publicity department has also made preparations for publicity work, just waiting for the arrival of midnight."

"Um."

Qian Lun nodded, "Be sure to do the publicity right the first time and make Yang Zhecheng and He Wen's songs a certain level of popularity. The sooner you promote them, the sooner they will be on the charts."

Yang Zhecheng is a second-tier singer and He Wen is a third-tier singer. They are the key figures promoted by the company this time.

Although the composition department takes the blame, Qian Lun will also have a hard time if the singer's performance is not good this time.

"yes."

The assistant was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something: "Mr. Qian, do you want to listen to the song again?"

Qian Lun said: "Have you not listened to all thirteen songs? Just release it according to that version, no problem!"

The assistant said: "It's not these thirteen songs, it's the one sung by Hao Mingxing."

"What?"

Qian Lun then remembered that Hao Mingxing sang a song this time. He came to him two days ago and said he wanted to release a song, but he dismissed him casually. He asked: "Is the quality of the song too poor? It doesn't matter. Just release it normally. The songs are all recorded, so releasing them won’t consume many resources at all.”

Assistant: "It's not that the quality is too bad, it's that this song... well, it's a bit special."

Seeing the assistant's expression, Qian Lun's face showed surprise: "What kind of special method?"

Assistant: "I can't say for sure."

"Okay, let me listen."

Qian Lun took the computer handed over by his assistant and followed the assistant's guidance to open the music file of "It Doesn't Matter".

As Hao Mingxing's singing sounded, Qian Lun's body, which was originally casual, suddenly tensed up.

His expression became extremely surprised, more like surprise.

"This song..."

Qian Lun just sat motionless on the chair until the song ended.

He never thought that Hao Mingxing would actually sing a song with his hoarse voice. It even gave him an unprecedented special feeling.

But it was so special that he couldn't even set the tone for this song.

Sounds good? He wasn't sure.

Unpleasant? Not really.

Because as the manager of the vocal department, it was the first time in so many years that he was exposed to such a strange singing style.

After thinking about it, he said to his assistant: "This song is indeed a bit special... Well, you should release it through normal channels and pay a little attention to the data changes. Of course, the focus of work must be on the songs of Yang Zhecheng and He Wen. .”

"receive!"

The assistant agreed and left in a hurry.

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

The time soon came to 0:00 a.m. on August 1st.

The new January has officially begun.