Fang Jinghui?

The front desk frowned, feeling that the name sounded a little familiar, and seemed to have heard of it somewhere.

Just at this moment, several colleagues passed by, and some of them chuckled and said in a low voice: "Our President Xiao is really amazing. Even a person like Fang Jinghui has become his defeated man."

Fang Jinghui???

The two front deskmen took a deep breath and looked at each other, both of whom saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"You... are you Mr. Fang Jinghui, ace musician?"

One of them asked in a trembling tone.

"If there is no second Fang Jinghui in the music industry, then it should be me."

The middle-aged man said lightly.

While speaking, he took out his wallet, took out his ID card from it, and handed it to the front desk: "This is my ID card, which is enough to prove that what I said is true. I won't make you embarrassed. Just inform me. If Xiao Mo doesn't want to see me, then forget it."

"OK."

The front desk quickly returned the ID card to the other party with both hands, and then said, "Please follow me to the conference room, I'll go and inform you now."

at the same time.

Another front desk quietly took out the walkie-talkie and whispered: "Security? Come up quickly and remember to bring the guys who are 'eating' to prevent anyone from making trouble."

Xiao Mo just intercepted Fang Jinghui, and this person came over, looking like an uninvited guest. Maybe he was here to make trouble.

The middle-aged man paused and turned his head to look at the front desk.

The front desk lady felt guilty.

...

"Fang Jinghui?"

When Xiao Mo heard the news from the front desk, he was stunned: "Are you sure you are the famous ace musician - Fang Jinghui?"

"I'm not sure, I've never seen what Fang Jinghui looks like."

The front desk shook his head: "But he showed me his ID card, and the name written on it was indeed Fang Jinghui. I think there shouldn't be people with the same name and surname coming to pretend, right?"

This possibility is not without, but it is so pitiful that it is almost negligible.

"Where is he?"

Xiao Mo asked quickly.

"I've arranged it in the conference room and just asked Assistant Shen to send a cup of tea."

The front desk replied.

"Okay... I understand, you go back first."

Xiao Mo waved his hand and saw off the front desk lady, he walked around the office with his brows frowned.

Why did Fang Jinghui come suddenly?

Although both of them worked in a company before, he had never met each other and had no intersection at all.

Even if it weren't for Qin Qin's announcement of "Next Today" recruiting the promotional song, Xiao Mo would have almost forgotten Fang Jinghui.

It’s not that he is arrogant, but because the two have too many differences in levels, there is no need to communicate or get to know each other.

Top musicians have always had a kind of arrogance at their core. Except for bigwigs of the same level, they rarely take the initiative to get to know anyone.

Xiao Mo, who was still in [Glorious Entertainment] at the time, took the idol route. He was a top star, so he naturally didn't need good songs to prove himself, so he was not interested in actively getting to know Fang Jinghui.

Now, it is likely that it is their first contact.

"Why did this guy suddenly come here to me? Could it be that he came here to cause trouble for me because of the robbery of the promotional song?"

Xiao Mo thought about this and was a little suffocated.

No, right? No, right? Isn't it really as stingy as top musicians, right?

Be reasonable.

According to rational analysis, Fang Jinghui should not cause trouble for this "small matter". After all, Fang Jinghui's character is still very good. In the public's impression, he is a very low-key person. He never has disputes with others, and never expresses any opinions or opinions easily. Except for things related to music, it is basically impossible to see him.

The reason why he is so famous is that he has so many good songs and the singers who have received his help will mention his name every time he receives the award, making him unable to keep it low profile even if he wants to.

Xiao Mo thinks that with Fang Jinghui's character and experience, you can write a book with the name "I really don't want to become famous".

certainly.

No matter how ridiculed you are, no matter how respect you are.

But then again, there is an old saying that goes: Knowing people but not your heart.

I have never had contact with Fang Jinghui, so who knows what kind of character this guy has?

Most of the superficial character designs are unreliable, but in the entertainment industry, are there fewer celebrities who are explicitly in the same way?

Just then—

Chen Tianjiao walked in and saw him looking worried, and said angrily: "Don't worry, he is not here to cause trouble."

"How did you make sure?"

Xiao Mo was curious.

"I just checked the information online. Fang Jinghui had an operation some time ago and was discharged from the hospital last month. He should still be weak. Moreover, he does not have any martial arts skills. If he can't beat you, don't worry."

Chen Tianjiao said carelessly.

"Is this how?"

Xiao Mo nodded slightly, thinking.

...

In the conference room.

When Xiao Mo walked in, he saw a middle-aged man sitting on a chair drinking tea. There was a notebook on the table. He was holding a pen and writing and drawing on the notebook.

"Is this...the quintessential?"

Xiao Mo glanced down and was slightly stunned.

Just at this moment, the middle-aged man looked up at him and said, "Hello, I am Fang Jinghui."

Without too much introduction, just the three words "Fang Jinghui" are enough to become a powerful capital that people have to pay attention to.

"Hello, Senior Fang, I am Xiao Mo."

Xiao Mo replied quickly.

"I know you, recently, have heard your songs."

Fang Jinghui nodded slightly and pointed to the chair opposite the conference table: "Please sit."

A bit of a déjà vu that is inverted by the host and the guest.

Xiao Mo sat down.

Then, Fang Jinghui did not talk to him, continued to lower his head and write and draw, and stopped thinking for a second or two from time to time.

Xiao Mo wanted to speak several times, but was afraid of disturbing the other party, so he could only sit opposite him and wait quietly.

Fortunately.

Fang Jinghui didn't ask him to wait too long. He stopped writing about ten minutes later. He buttoned the pen cap and pushed the notebook to Xiao Mo: "This is the song I just wrote. How do you see?"

"Well……"

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked down and then frowned slightly. The word "Senior" is a bit sloppy.

There are no lyrics on the notebook, only a large note, recording a wonderful melody that supports a song.

But in Xiao Mo's opinion, it's more like a piano piece.

After watching it for a few minutes, he pushed it back and said sincerely: "The senior is worthy of being ace musician. This move demonstrates his unique creative talent. This melody is really wonderful and makes people yearn for it."

What a rainbow fart, seniors should like it, right?

However--

Fang Jinghui's face was calm, as if he hadn't heard it. He looked down at the notes on his notebook, frowned slightly, then reached out to tear it off, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can next to him: "There are too many flaws in this melody and it has no value."

Xiao Mo: "???"

The smile on his face froze.

I was wrong.
Chapter completed!