Lao Huang nodded immediately: "Yes, 300,000."

"Will do it for 250,000 or not?" Xing Dawei's tone was already a little loose.

Old Huang's eyebrows drooped: "Commissioner Xing, you have to leave me some profit, right?"

"Do you do it?"

Old Huang looked worried and thought for a while before saying, "No, 27, I have to break the relationship."

Xing Dawei was about to speak, but Lu Jian stopped him. This time Lu Jian's expression was very serious.

"Uncle Xing, I have money in my account, so I will do it myself if I need it."

"Hmm? Don't show off, Xiao Jian..."

"Don't be stubborn, whose money is blowing from the strong wind?"

“…”

When Lao Huang saw the two of them changing their minds, he thought something was wrong and quickly urged him: "Why do you guys do it? The recommendation position is about to be decided, and there is not much time."

"No, you go."

"Don't think about it anymore?"

"unnecessary."

"Then... OK..." Old Huang sighed and turned around and walked into the elevator. "I came on a shared bicycle and went to the ground. You two walked slowly. If you change your mind, please contact me at any time."

After the elevator door was closed, Xing Dawei sighed: "Actually, what should be done, I will try my best..."

But Lu Jian shook his head and said, "This is wrong."

"Um??"

"It has a smell... the smell of routine..." Lu Jian led Xing Dawei to the parking space, "Uncle Xing, please think a little bit about it. Should Han Wen and people like Lao Huang be more low-key? Is it necessary to show us such a big fanfare?"

"……you mean?"

"Old Huang is one of the few people who know that I have money in my account." Lu Jian opened the car door, "and he has reason to expect me to lose everything immediately, just like loan sharks to gamblers."

"You mean... this is a condom?" Xing Dawei woke up from a dream and patted his head hard, "Hanwen gave me a condom?"

"The target is me, and you are the one who takes the bait."

"Are you so brainy?" Xing Dawei was surprised and stared at Lu Jian with wide eyes, and finally couldn't help but say indecent words, "Then how did you defeat Star Factory!"

“…”

...

Lao Huang entered the elevator and did not press the first floor at all. Instead, he went directly to the seventh floor and entered Han Wen's office. He saw Han Wen still laughing and had not recovered yet.

"Chairman, it's not done." Old Huang sat opposite Korean with some annoyance, "I clicked everything I should click through, but I just didn't."

"It's okay." Han Wen was still laughing, "After all, Mr. Lu, this is a matter of course.

"It's evil." Old Huang rubbed his bald head and drooped his eyebrows. "Lu Jian should be very anxious to make money now. He doesn't lack money in his account, so I don't understand."

"He has a problem with his brain, don't follow the ordinary people's ideas." Han Wen smiled happily, "Do you know what he said just now? He advised me to recommend him a seat, otherwise I'm just unprofessional, hahaha!"

"Has the song been released?" Lao Huang didn't find it funny, but was surprised. "Wade is very fond of that drummer, maybe it's really good."

"Work your brain, Lu Jian just got the money yesterday. Can he make a song today? The song he played the charts must be his previous work."

"That's right..." Lao Huang still felt unstable, "Or why don't you listen. If the song really becomes popular, the committee will not even give you a recommendation position, so you can't bear the face."

"I don't have this skill. Last time I accidentally listened to that TF song, ruining my ears!" Han Wen waved his hand, as if waving the shadow of TF. "The key is that Lao Xing, he is too ignorant, he dares to come here without much resources. What era is it? Who still buys his face? You must point him out clearly and don't let him come again to cause trouble for me."

"I clicked it clearly, and he almost took action, but unfortunately I asked Lu Jian to persuade him to stop."

"Okay, the next song Mr. Lu Jian should know to find you. He has 1 million, but he made it." Han Wen clicked the documents on the table, "Let's give all the recommended positions in this issue to Hua Rong."

Lao Huang was finally happy: "I thank you for your Rubik's Cube Culture."

"You can also help me click on them on the side. I recommend the newcomer from the past to let them hurry up."

"It's a must, they understand if I don't need to order it." Lao Huang said as he put his handbag in, "Then I'll leave first."

"Well, I'm going to have a meeting, too." Han Wen also picked up the documents and tea cups.

...

Lu Jian drove Xing Dawei home all the way, and he realized that Old Xing lived in a very ordinary residential area. That old building really did not meet his membership status. It was indeed a clear-water yamen, or Old Xing was more intelligent and did not understand the beauty of power-for-money transactions.

That's right, I really embarked on that road, who has the heart to take care of Xing Factory?

It seems that Lao Xing is really helping out with his face. Judging from his negotiation skills, he is really not good at doing things with relationships. No matter what the result is, Lu Jian is grateful to him after all.

Downstairs, Lu Jian sent Buddha to the west and helped Xing Dawei take out the box.

"I won't go upstairs, there are so many things to do."

"If it's convenient, I'll send me a copy of the song. After all, I've been doing it for so many years, I can give some comments." Xing Dawei took the box, "Maybe my review is not good, but it must be pertinent. If I think it's OK, try to recommend it to a few music reviewers. Although the recommendation position is gone, if there are big-name music reviewers, there is still a chance."

"Thank you, thank you." Lu Jian did not have any confidence in music critics. They would probably make "You, My Deskmate" a melodious voice.

Xing Dawei looked at Lu Jian and was still worried: "Also, if the new song list is not performing well, don't be discouraged."

"No." Lu Jian reminded, "If Lao Huang says anything to you, don't pay attention to him."

"Hmph, a bed bug-like person." Xing Dawei stopped saying anything, raised his hand and said goodbye, and pulled his luggage into the door of the building.

Lu Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and the first thing he did when getting on the bus was to make a phone call.

He was actually suppressing his excitement. In fact, he didn't have to do anything. He just needed to sleep and watch the list explode.

In order to have a good sleep quality, it is necessary for Lu Jian to call someone.

"I'll eat it tonight, so I'll leave Xijun to eat it together."

"Okay? Then eat pork ribs. There are still bones to chew after eating meat." There seemed to be a sound of sucking tongues from the other end of the phone.

"Who wants to chew bones?"

"It's the most delicious thing to eat bones, so I can eat them all night."

"Forget it, I'll buy ingredients, and you'll make whatever I want."

...

The committee office building, a small nine-story conference room, and more than a dozen members of the committee listed here discuss the recommendation of the position, but in fact there is nothing to discuss.

As the chairman, Korean spokesman glanced at everyone: "If you have any opinions, just raise them directly, and if you have no opinions, sign them."

The members had no expressions and all picked up pens and signed.

An mezzo-someone breaks the peace-
Chapter completed!