The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 322 Xin Huimei: I'm not eating beef anymore.
At the entrance of Fairfield by Marriott.

As soon as a black SUV came to a stop, the rear door opened immediately.

A woman wearing a floral maxi dress with a blazer and sunglasses quickly got out of the car and walked briskly toward the revolving glass doors.

Zhang Guangzheng and Shao Xingchi immediately straightened their backs, one stepping forward to greet them, and the other helping to push open the glass revolving door.

"Madam, welcome to Fairfield by Marriott Hotel."

The woman in sunglasses walked straight through the glass revolving door into the lobby without stopping.

Zhang Guangzheng and Shao Xingchi withdrew their gaze and returned to stand at the door.

Zhang Guangzheng glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then turned to Shao Xingchi and whispered, "Did you recognize that woman who just went in?"

Shao Xingchi didn't really care about this.

With so many guests coming and going every day, even the "manager" couldn't possibly remember everyone.

Zhang Guangzheng clicked his tongue and sighed, "You still need to work on your eyesight, or you won't recognize big stars in the future."

Upon hearing the words "big star," Shao Xingchi's first thought was Xin Huimei.

With the hot sales and chart-topping success of her new album "The Rest of My Life", media outlets soon reported that Xin Huimei had sold her house in Yanjing to produce the album and was now living in a hotel.

Recently, suspicious individuals resembling paparazzi have been staking out the hotel entrance day and night.

Although the hotel has increased security and patrols, Shin Hye-mi's activities and itinerary in and out of the hotel have been exposed by the media.

Xin Huimei has complained to the hotel, suspecting that someone inside the hotel was passing messages to paparazzi outside, leaking her schedule.

The hotel also began investigating internally for any internal leaks, with the front office becoming a key target for investigation.

In particular, the doormen, including Zhang Guangzheng, were called in for talks by the manager in turn.

So far, the identity of the mole has not been found.

In this situation, almost everyone in the front office was on edge, and Zhang Guangzheng actually dared to talk about this matter at such a critical moment, which was simply outrageous.

Just as Shao Xingchi was about to offer a reminder, Zhang Guangzheng's voice rang out first.

"Don't worry, there are no outsiders here. It'll be fine if we talk it out between the two of us."

That being said, Shao Xingchi still advised Zhang Guangzheng to be careful.

Zhang Guangzheng, looking completely self-righteous, said, "If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. I'm not the mole, so what do I have to be afraid of?"

Despite saying he wasn't afraid, Zhang Guangzheng still cautiously glanced around again before lowering his voice after revealing the identity of the woman who had just entered:
"The one who just went in is Luo Lin, the electronic music queen, the one who made a big fuss about breaking up with her boyfriend."

I thought Shao Xingchi would be shocked to hear this news, but Shao Xingchi's face remained calm.

This surprised Zhang Guangzheng greatly.

You don't even know Luo Lin?
Shao Xingchi shrugged.

He knew Luo Lin, but he hadn't listened to her songs much and didn't pay attention to such things.

Zhang Guangzheng's eyes widened in surprise.

"The biggest news in the entertainment industry in the first half of the year was Luo Lin breaking up with her boyfriend. You didn't know about that?"

Shao Xingchi looked at Zhang Guangzheng helplessly.

Brother, I was busy preparing for the college entrance exam in the first half of this year.

Although I tore up my admission ticket and didn't get to take the exam, I didn't have the time to care about these things in the entertainment industry.

Zhang Guangzheng then realized that Shao Xingchi was a senior high school student just six months ago, so it was perfectly normal for him not to care about outside news.

Even so, Zhang Guangzheng still stated his conclusion.

"Luo Lin came to our hotel, she must be looking for Xin Huimei."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shao Xingchi whispered a reminder to Zhang Guangzheng.

somebody is coming!

Zhang Guangzheng turned his head and saw Chen Jingdian and another doorman walking towards him.

I glanced at my watch and realized it was time to hand over my shift.

It's strange, but Chen Jingdian used to always dawdle when he went to work the night shift, often arriving a few minutes late.

Because it hadn't been long, no one held it against him.

But recently, for some reason, Chen Jingdian has suddenly become "diligent".

Not only do they hand over shifts on time every day, but they used to complain when they were assigned to night shifts a few times, but now they even take the initiative to switch night shifts with their colleagues.

Anyone who didn't know better would think this kid had changed his ways.

After the shift handover was completed, Chen Jingdian casually asked:
"No important guests have come to the hotel tonight, have they?"

Just as Zhang Guangzheng was about to speak, Shao Xingchi's voice rang out first.

"No, they are all guests who checked in normally."

Chen Jindian nodded and even politely urged the two to go back to their dormitory to rest.

On the way back to the basement dormitory, Zhang Guangzheng quietly asked Shao Xingchi why he stopped him from telling Chen Jingdian about Luo Lin's visit.

“They’ve covered it up so tightly, and they specifically chose this time to visit. It’s obvious they don’t want anyone to know, so let’s just pretend we don’t know,” Shao Xingchi replied.

If Wang Niulang were here, he would definitely say something to Zhang Guangzheng right now.

See that? That's real eye for detail.

Zhang Guangzheng was about to tease Shao Xingchi, saying he was becoming more and more like Wang Niulang, and wondering if he was coveting his senior brother's position.

The words were on the tip of my tongue when I suddenly realized what I was saying.

No, Shao Xingchi isn't telling the truth!
Zhang Guangzheng stopped Shao Xingchi, glancing around warily to make sure no one was watching before asking, "Are you suspecting Chen Jingdian?"

Shao Xingchi feigned ignorance: "What do I suspect him of?"

Zhang Guangzheng pointed at Shao Xingchi and said irritably, "Still acting with me? The hotel is investigating an internal mole, and you suspect that person is Chen Jingdian, right?"

Shao Xingchi vehemently denied it: "I never said that."

Seeing that the boy was as slippery as an eel, Zhang Guangzheng had no choice but to bring out Wang Niulang.

"Alright, when Master comes back, I'll have him settle this matter!"

The two returned to their dormitory and saw the lights were on when they opened the door.

Wang Niulang, who had taken the day off to go home, was lying in bed reading a magazine.

Zhang Guangzheng was the first to speak and greet them:

“Master, we were talking about you on our way back. We all thought you were going to stay overnight before coming back.”

Wang Niulang put down the magazine in his hand.

"It's just an old man in the courtyard who's sick and hospitalized. I'm just going to check on him. Why would I need to stay overnight?"

As he spoke, he sat up from the top bunk.

What did you two say about me when you came back?

"I said I wanted you to judge the matter," Zhang Guangzheng replied, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"What's there to reason about?" Wang Niulang was completely bewildered.

Zhang Guangzheng and Shao Xingchi didn't seem to have any conflict.

"Tonight, Xingchi and I ran into the big star Luo Lin at the hotel. She was probably looking for Xin Huimei. But when we were changing shifts, Xingchi wouldn't let me tell Chen Jingdian about it. I felt like he suspected Chen Jingdian was the mole, but Xingchi denied it to the death."

After listening, Wang Niulang looked at Zhang Guangzheng, who was "complaining," with a normal expression.

"So that's why you just realized it?"

what?
Zhang Guangzheng was stunned.

Judging from Wang Niulang's words, Shao Xingchi had already mentioned to him that he suspected Chen Jingdian was the mole.
"Haven't you noticed that Chen Jingdian has become unusually enthusiastic about working the night shift lately? What do you think he's after? Is it so he can play computer games in the dorm during the day?"

Wang Niulang's question stumped Zhang Guangzheng.

"Master, so you noticed Chen Jingdian's problem a long time ago?"

"So what if you figure it out? Without evidence, are you asking me to go to the manager and badmouth him?" This time, it was Zhang Guangzheng's turn to be surprised.

"Master, when the manager talked to each of us individually, you didn't mention this matter, did you?"

Wang Niulang looked at Zhang Guangzheng.

"Like I said, do you have any evidence?"

"Master——"

"Don't talk about other people's business, just do your own thing."

Wang Niulang ended the topic and then turned to look at Shao Xingchi, who was changing his shoes.

"Today I was chatting with a group of elderly people at the hospital, and we talked about something that happened in the news recently. There was a girl at Shanghai Oriental University who got into college but her family wouldn't let her go. They locked her up for more than a month after the semester started, which delayed her registration. So the girl worked in the university cafeteria for a year and will have to take the college entrance exam again next year."

Shao Xingchi paused for a moment while changing his shoes.

He could tell, of course, that Wang Niulang was referring to him.

Seeing that Shao Xingchi remained silent, Zhang Guangzheng also chimed in with his advice:

“Xingchi, my master and I graduated from high school and junior college respectively. We are already satisfied to have found our current jobs. But you are different. You are still young. You can retake the exam for another year. Don’t waste your life like this.”

Having said that, Shao Xingchi had no choice but to look up at the two of them.

“Master, senior brother, I know you mean well, but this is my fate. Even if I repeat a year, I won’t get into a good school, so don’t waste your time.”

Wang Niulang's voice rang out afterward.

"I don't mean to kick you out, but that girl who came to see you before, Xia, didn't she ask you to work at Mr. Yang's courier shop? Why did you refuse?"

“Master, I think this job is pretty good, so I don’t need to bother others anymore.”

Shao Xingchi said firmly.

Zhang Guangzheng wanted to persuade him further, but Wang Niulang stopped him with a look.

Everyone has their own ambitions; there's no need to force them.

Others can only offer advice; ultimately, it's up to Shao Xingchi to figure things out himself.

-

Suite 8006.

Xin Huimei, wearing a bathrobe and having just removed her face mask, walked to the sofa and sat down, carrying a wine bottle in one hand and two wine glasses in the other.

Luo Lin, sitting opposite, crossed her arms and watched as Xin Huimei filled two glasses with wine.

"Why did you suddenly decide to ask me out for drinks today?"

"Don't worry, it's a good thing."

As she spoke, Xin Huimei handed over a glass of wine.

After Luo Lin took it, she asked again:
"What good news? The new album has sold over a million copies?"

"It can't be that fast. Do you think I'm Jay Chou or JJ Lin?"

Xin Huimei raised her glass to Luo Lin as she spoke: "I received a call from the Spring Festival Gala directing team the day before yesterday."

Luo Lin was about to raise her glass when she heard this and stopped in her tracks.

She had already heard from her agent before she arrived that Xin Huimei had received an invitation from the Spring Festival Gala production team.

What surprised Luo Lin was not the matter itself, but Xin Huimei's confident tone.

Dude, you don't think that just because you submit your application to a show you're guaranteed to be selected, do you?
"Have you chosen a song? Which one will you sing? A new song?"

What appear to be three questions are actually one.

Luo Lin guessed it was a new song because Xin Huimei could no longer sing her previous songs due to her contract termination with her former management company.

None of the songs on this wildly popular new album are suitable for performance on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Come on, let's drink first." Xin Huimei said, extending her glass to clink glasses with Luo Lin.

Not only did he keep us in suspense, but his eyes were also brimming with smugness.

Luo Lin couldn't stand it any longer and put the wine glass down on the coffee table.

"Are you going to tell me or not? If not, I'm leaving."

He then made a move to get up.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Xin Huimei called the person to a stop, but she took a sip of wine first and then smacked her lips.

"Actually, you probably guessed it already, that song was written for me by that person."

Yang Muye?
Luo Lin frowned.

"Last time it was selling a house, what price did you pay this time?"

Xin Huimei shook her head.

"I don't know, and I don't know if I do know."

Luo Lin pressed further, "Why?"

Shin Hye-mi frankly stated, "I'm afraid I can't afford it."

Seeing Xin Huimei's serious expression, Luo Lin was truly shocked this time.

What song did Yang Muyi write that made Xin Huimei say such a thing?

Others may not know, but Luo Lin knows all too well how proud Xin Huimei is.

Xin Huimei swirled the red wine in her glass and looked up at Luo Lin.

"Want to know? I'm not telling you!"

Although she knew Xin Huimei was joking, Luo Lin didn't tolerate it at all and stood up directly.

Xin Huimei called the person to a stop.

"Wait here, I'll go get it for you."

After saying that, he put down his wine glass, got up and took out a printed confidentiality agreement and a pen from the bedroom, and handed them to Luo Lin.

Luo Lin's eyes widened in disbelief.

Given our relationship, you want me to sign a confidentiality agreement?

"Not only you, but even the recording studio I've worked with for so many years has signed with us. This is probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so please bear with us."

Xin Huimei pleaded softly.

Fine! I'd like to see just how amazing a song written for the Spring Festival Gala stage can be, that it's worth Xin Huimei swallowing her pride and begging me to sign a confidentiality agreement.

Luo Lin took the agreement and pen, flipped directly to the last page, and quickly wrote down her name.

When handing it back to Xin Huimei, he asked impatiently:

"Are you satisfied now? By the way, with all this fuss, does it mean you've already confirmed that you're the sole original singer of this song?"

Legally, there is no such thing as an "original singer," but within the industry, the first release version is usually considered the original.

What Luo Lin is referring to here is the commercial performance license for this song, and specifically, the sole license.

In other words, once Xin Huimei sang this song, no other singers would be granted permission to cover it.

For most non-songwriters, only by obtaining such a unique authorization can they truly own "their own song".

What was meant to be a caring remark turned into a complaint from Xin Huimei.

"Are you trying to work me to death?!"

what?
Luo Lin almost thought she had misheard.

Seeing that Luo Lin had misunderstood, Xin Huimei hurriedly explained, "This is a patriotic song... a very different kind of patriotic song. After this Spring Festival Gala, I expect to get a lot of commercial performance offers. I can't possibly go to them all, can I? My schedule is too full. So the next step will definitely be to obtain authorization for multiple versions of the song."

Now Luo Lin was completely "stuck" in Bengbu.

Listen to this yourself, is this even human language?
(End of this chapter)