139 perfect
The next morning, Qianjin Entertainment President's Office.
However, it was not Wade who sat on the boss's chair, but Zhen Jie.
Wade stood beside him, his tone and expression as usual: "There is dust."
Zhen Jie knew what he was talking about, so he just smiled and waved his hand, "Forget it, it's very clean. You are already the president, how can you still do such a thing?"
"Habit," Wade nodded, "this can calm me down."
"Or don't want it."
"Jack, I'm serious, between us, this is a very important ceremony."
"Hey, I really can't do anything to you." Zhen Jie smiled helplessly, raised his legs and put them on the table.
Wade calmly and calmly...
Take off his leather shoes.
Wade was not talking, but sat quietly on a very old wooden stool, took out the tool box from under the table, fixed the leather shoes on it, and pulled out a piece of clean white satin fabric, aimed at the dust and dirt, and wiped it carefully.
Zhen Jie pretended to look at his socks, but was actually sneaking around Wade.
The latter is meticulously doing this simple thing, with a dedicated and calm expression, like an exquisite classical oil painting. The shoemaker has no fireworks of life, no worldly troubles, and even his feelings are so rare. He just devotes himself to doing one thing well.
Just like when we first met.
Who would have thought that a little shoe shiner was already the leader of a business empire.
For Zhen Jie, fourteen years have not changed Wade in the slightest. Now he is no different from the 17-year-old shoemaker, but his treatment target has changed from a pair of small leather shoes to a large company. He always has a way to deal with the dirty things and polish the good things.
Even with such a brilliant career, Wade has never been inflated at all. At first, he still says what he says now. At first, he was a shoe shining player, but now he is still.
This constant state, free from time and life, gives Zhen Jie a rare peace and peace.
After so many years, right and wrong have never stopped. Every businessman's life is a Ukiyo-e picture. The secular fireworks make people feel at ease for a moment. Even if they succeed one day, they will never escape. They stare at him with more than a few thousand employees and shareholders, as well as their children.
Zhen Jie didn't want his daughter to get involved in these disgusting things, but wanted to make sure that her daughter spent the princess's life. This was a huge difficulty, especially after retirement, if she just let her daughter hold shares and hand over the company to those managers, she would either be swallowed up by those ambitious guys or squandered by those weak and incompetent waste.
What’s ridiculous is that more often, incompetence and ambition can coexist. He Dongfang is a clear example. Before he retires, these guys want to work with shareholders to do something, let alone in the future.
Zhen Jie himself did not expect that Wade seemed to have broken this deadlock. The perfect combination of reason, tenacity, talent and loyalty in this man, and eloquence almost irrelevant.
Back then, I just thought that his attitude of shining shoes was rare and he just helped him go to school. Who would have thought that with such a small opportunity to turn things around, Wade walked out an endless path under his nose.
This guy can definitely protect his daughter's life.
Without the distracting thoughts in his heart and the wrapping of his shoes, it was rare to let go of his guard. Zhen Jie fell asleep leaning on the back of the chair, and even snoring sounds.
As usual, Lin Xiaozao pushed the door and came in to deliver the company's daily report, but accidentally bumped into this scene. After being stunned for a second, he quickly retreated and closed the door.
Fuck... You're not mistaken?
Wade is...in...in shining shoes?
It seems that he is so focused that he doesn't see himself at all?
No, I must have seen it.
What to do... don't pretend to know?
A few minutes later, Zhen Jie was touched by something and woke up unconsciously. It turned out that his shiny leather shoes were already buckled on his feet.
Zhen Jie put down his legs with satisfaction, stood up on the chair, and his head became a little heavy after standing upright. He slowed down a little before smiling: "The shoes you wiped are still as delicate, but my body is getting worse day by day."
Wade took the tools back into the cabinet with a slightest: "Perform to physical examinations and fitness, and your lifespan will exceed the average for 20 years."
"Haha, my mouth is still so stupid." Zhen Jie laughed and came to the window, stretched, "You can have a baby in advance."
Wade was caught in a complicated thought: "Is this... some hint?"
"It's not that complicated, just treat it as the old man's complaint." Zhen Jie turned his head and smiled, "jane likes children very much."
"So we have to do this before marriage?"
Zhen Jie's expression became strange: "You guys haven't done that yet... have you done that?"
"She is a perfect person, and should have a perfect life. Shouldn't she do it after marriage?"
"Okay, okay, it's been a few months anyway." Zhen Jie was so happy that he was about to cough up. "I'm pretty cheap, too, urging my prospective son-in-law to get his daughter done, hahaha."
"Your self-deprecating ability has improved again."
"Okay, let's not talk about this." Zhen Jie waved his hand, "Your market judgment is very forward-looking, but there will be tough battles below."
"Yeah." Wade nodded, "The artists from Huanya."
"I'm back." Zhen Jie looked out the window and his expression became more and more serious. "It's been three years, I don't know how strong they will be."
"What's even more terrifying is the resources behind them. Huanya has the copyright of Japanese and Korean pop music for nearly 30 years."
"Yes, Japan and South Korea are much earlier than us. The quality and quantity of pop music are overwhelming. Any song filled with Chinese lyrics is a famous song." Zhen Jie turned his head and said seriously, "My idea is to stabilize the plate of folk songs first, wait and see for a while, and the focus of business will be appropriately shifted to the film industry."
Wade thought about it for about thirty seconds, which was a long time for him: "Give me a year."
Zhen Jie frowned slightly: "You have to know that this may be a tsunami in the pop music market. What you want to fight against is not a company, but a country with a terrible musical heritage. What you want to fight against is not their temporary creations, but their accumulation in the pop music industry for 30 years."
"It's not just me." Wade was still concise and to the point.
"..." Zhen Jie also narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, "This is not like your style. There is no need to face difficulties. You should do things that are easy to make money first."
"I have been working hard for the music business over the years. I have just eliminated the rusted parts, which are only one step away from being complete." Wade nodded, "Once it is complete, I don't need me. It can achieve dynamic profitability, and I will build the next machine."
"Well..." Zhen Jie thought about it for a long time and finally said, "I personally respect your choice, but you need to guarantee the long-term interests of your music career. After all, I am the president and I have to be responsible to everyone."
"This is my most basic responsibility."
"Then you are busy." Zhen Jie smiled and waved goodbye. When he walked to the door, he raised his foot and looked at his shoes, turned around and smiled, "Perfect."
This is exactly what I said during the first meeting.
"Thank you." Wade also smiled when he first met.
A few minutes after Zhen Jie left, Lin Xiaozao tiptoed to send the daily newspaper again.
She couldn't help asking, "Just..."
"Just pretend I didn't see it." Wade asked plainly while reading the daily newspaper, "Is "Childhood" surpassing "My Future Is Not a Dream"?"
"Well... the fine songs in this issue are too exaggerated, causing many fans to queue up to register for members on the committee, with a lot of votes, including more for "Childhood".
"This is very important data," Wade ordered, "When this new song chart is completed, I will see all the data from all channels and do the most in-depth analysis."
“How accurate?”
"The age, gender, income, education, identity of each listener, the time they click on each song, the duration of play, the number of repeated plays. If they give up a song in the middle, I want to know which second, which sound, and which sentence."
"Okay, but should I be the energy I have now..."
"The folk songs can't be blown for too long, and the fierce battle is coming."
Chapter completed!