This is really unreasonable. This is an entertainment company. Wade can even dig out Jojo. Can't you see the talent of the assistant?

Lu Jian couldn't help asking, "You... aren't you an assistant?"

"Cha?" Zhen Zhen had already opened the door and was about to escape. Could it be... she was caught when she was under the secret observation?

She slowly turned her head, pressed her index finger against her lips, and made a gesture to shut the sound: "Shh..."

"It's okay." Lu Jian waved his hand generously, "I just confirmed my judgment, you're busy with yours."

"Don't tell Wade." Zhen Zhen closed the door and turned around, folded her hands together, and pleaded in a low voice, "He shouldn't let me come next time."

Lu Jian was confused: "What are you going to do? Cosplay? Office-Lady? OL-Play?"

"Class!" Zhen Zhen covered her mouth with even more surprise, "You... Could it be..."

"Um?"

"Is it my fan?!!"

"???" Lu Jian became even more confused.

"I recognize you as good as you, don't tell him, I beg you!" Zhen Zhen hurried forward, "Don't tell Wade my ID."

"???" Lu Jian asked subconsciously: "ID? Or... number?"

"It's the ID of 'Anti-Wang Xingmiao'. I posted a Cos photo. Don't tell him that he is actually very tiny and will get angry after seeing it."

Lu Jian felt that he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

Anti-Wang Xingmiao? Should I do this?

Wait, this doesn't seem to be the key...

"You are..." Lu Jian gestured, "Men and female relationship?"

"I'm already engaged." Zhen Zhen showed off the small diamond ring with the shiny ring finger in her left hand. She had a little happiness on her face, but not so happy. "If you... really become friends in the wedding, welcome."

"Thank you for the invitation, I wish you happiness." After Lu Jian's sincere blessing, he suddenly thought of something, "Well, be careful of that assistant, she is a Bichi."

"Is Lin Xiaozao?"

"I'm called Lin Xiaozao?" Lu Jian shook his head with his lips pursed, "This name is very Bichi."

"You're too worried. Wade is very decent and Xiaozao is also very professional." Zhen Zhen did not forget to warn again, "Okay, don't tell Wade."

Lu Jian also made a gesture of pulling his mouth on.

Anti-Wang Xingmiao, remember, although you are strange, we have the same position in this regard.

...

Half an hour later, the two parties signed the daimyo on the agreement.

Four months later, a third-party consulting company will audit the finance of Xing Factory. If 2 million cannot be obtained, Xing Factory will change hands. If more than 3 million, Qianjin Entertainment will lose all the money.

As for Lao Huang's agency fee, he had to wait four months before he would pay it, which made him very upset, but there was nothing he could do. The two bosses had to play bets, and he could only watch the show.

Wade also took it seriously, and the 1 million investment was already in the afternoon, which also means that from this moment on, Lu Jian still has 4 months left.

With 1 million yuan, "Entertainment Star Factory" was forced to recharge successfully, which is equivalent to mortgage artist financing, and is ultimately related to artists. According to the ratio, he renewed 1,000 gold coins.

That night, Lu Jian, who spent a lot of money, upgraded the recording studio to Lv.2 and ordered Mr. Xihu to formally arrange the song for "You, My Deskmate", and Mo Xijun's song was played first.

The next morning, Qiao Qiao came to the recording studio again, stunned.

"This is... a new guitar... and an electric guitar... the computer is finally an LCD screen." He jumped up and down to study each object. Not to mention the extra instruments, the microphone looked thicker, and it was also accompanied by a pancake-shaped thing blocking the front. It seemed that he had seen it in pictures. There were this in high-end recording studios.

"What is this?" Qiao Qiao asked, pointing to the thing.

"Pop-Filter, pop filter," Lu Jian explained, "Pop singing will spray air and saliva outwards, affecting the recording effect, and use this to filter out."

"It's so high-end." Qiao Qiao shouted to Mr. Xihu outside through the glass, "Brother, you're so awesome."

"The boss is great, the boss is great." Mr. West Lake has completed the preparations and said to the microphone, "We have almost finished the grinding yesterday, and the soundtrack is ready, let's start."

"Wait a moment." Qiao Qiao temporarily put down the equipment and turned to Lu Jian, "Brother Jian... suddenly got so many things, have you gone out to borrow money?"

“It’s financing.”

"Didn't you say, try to avoid financing..."

"Well, I was wrong at that time."

"Okay." Qiao Qiao looked around and said, "Have you mortgaged the house?"

"It's not a house, it's the whole company."

"In other words... I'm in there too?" Qiao Qiao's eyes rolled. His thinking was always faster than that of ordinary people. When he thought of the key points, he suddenly widened his eyes and could no longer suppress his appreciation. "You are so shameless, Brother Jian!"

He naturally could come up with the key. If the company changes ownership with the contract, he will not renew the contract after half a year, and then sign a contract with Brother Jian as a free agent.

The shrewd Wade never thought that he would be so dirty that he would be so completely dirty.

Lu Jian is the man standing at the end of the routine!

"I've said everything. I've seen more routines than you have seen." Lu Jian raised his arms and said modestly, "I don't know where those Western capitalists are better than Wade. I'll talk and laugh with them."

Qiao Qiao hugged her head and sighed: "I am worthy of being my brother Jian in society!"

"Okay, my job is in place, it depends on yours next." Lu Jian patted Qiao Qiao and turned to Mr. West Lake, "Give you a day, isn't it enough?"

"Enough, if you record, two hours will be enough." Mr. West Lake pointed at Qiao Qiao and said, "As for the time of mixing, it depends on how he performs, the slowest day."

"Okay, I'll arrange the next thing according to the schedule of the song tonight."

"no problem."

Lu Jian walked outward.

Qiao Qiao asked again: "Brother Jian isn't here to accompany us? You are the producer."

"In this matter, I only do the job of the boss." Lu Jian turned around and looked at Mr. West Lake who was eager to try it out, "The producer of this song should let him do it."

"Yes, very buddy." Mr. West Lake nodded with satisfaction, put on his headset, his face full of old guns, "Jojo, go to the front of the microphone, use this song to hit the rock face."

Qiao Qiao said in a daze: "Why do you want to play rock face?"

“…Don’t be pretentious, go sing!”

...

At Binhai International Airport and underground parking lot, Lu Jian took a lot of effort to stuff his suitcase into the trunk of the car.

Beside him, an old man with half-white hair helped him close the trunk.
Chapter completed!