Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

On June 25th, a heat wave swept across the country.

Even hotter than the air temperature are the cash registers in major music and video stores.

That man arrived, bringing his new album.

Zhou Jielun, "Ye Huimei".

Released simultaneously across Asia.

Music critics were celebrating like it was Chinese New Year, wielding their pens and calling Zhou Jielun the "savior of the Chinese music scene."

The dark operatic style of "In the Name of the Father" has been so popular that even dogs on the street have started humming "Merciful Father, I have fallen."

however.

Just when everyone thought Zhou Jielun was about to unleash his invincible mode and sweep away all demons and monsters.

Reality, however, gave this young superstar an awkward but polite smile.

Yu Le was holding a report in his hand.

Weekly Album Sales Chart:

First place: Zhou Jielun's "Ye Huimei", 324,000 copies.

Second place: Heilong's "Turning Back", 125,000 copies.

Third place: Liu Yifei (Liu Yifei), 73,000 copies.

......

Looks like Jay Chou is completely out of control?

not at all.

Moving your gaze down to the singles sales chart, the glaring numbers are incredibly eye-catching.

First place: Liu Yifei's "The Lone Warrior", sales: 688,000 copies.

Second place: Yu Chengqing's "Spring Mud", sales: 108,000 copies.

.....

First fault.

"Six hundred and eighty thousand..." Xue Zhiqian squatted in the corner, holding a boxed lunch in his hands. Looking at that number, the braised pork in his mouth suddenly lost its flavor. "How much money is that?"

"This is what they call—circumstances create heroes."

Yu Le casually tossed the report onto the coffee table: "Besides, this money is going to be donated, so don't feel bad for the company."

Zhou Jielun is incredibly powerful, a max-level player who can wipe out entire villages. But "The Lone Warrior" is currently overflowing with various buffs, making him the chosen one of this version.

Yang Junrong and Zhou Jielun, who are probably far away in Taiwan right now, are looking at this strange data and questioning their lives: the album is clearly number one in sales, so why is "I love you and walk alone in the dark alley" still playing everywhere?

This is what they call, "Since Zhou Yu was born, why was Zhuge Liang born?"

……

three days later.

Wishing you a prosperous move.

Salty Fish Studio, which used to be such a small, run-down place where it was difficult to even turn around, is now in such a mess that it looks like it's been robbed.

"Be gentle! That's recording equipment, it's very expensive!"

"Don't press down on that box! It's full of sheet music!"

Yang Nuo had already returned and was giving orders with composure.

She has bought back the film and television adaptation rights to Chinese Paladin for four million.

She originally wanted to use her bargaining skills, but the other party was very stubborn and refused to budge.

Fortunately, it was within the boss's budget, so she made the purchase without hesitation.

What she didn't know was that Tangren had already contacted Daewoo, but they were still negotiating the price.

This was an extremely aggressive interception.

At this moment, she was wearing a neat set of work pants, her hair tied in a high ponytail, and she worked with great efficiency.

He carried a box on each shoulder and walked away.

Xue Zhiqian became the most miserable one in the whole event.

This guy just signed on, and before he even had a chance to enjoy the treatment of a big star, he experienced the hardships of a porter.

He was carrying a huge cardboard box filled with heavy professional recording equipment, and his thin legs were trembling.

"Boss..." Xue Zhiqian gasped for breath, his face turning a deep purplish-red, "Is...this clause in the contract...?"

Yu Le carried a light thermos in her hand and leisurely followed behind the old man as if taking a stroll.

"Young man, this is called building physical fitness." Yu Le patted Xue Zhiqian on the shoulder, almost knocking the kid over. "Singing is physically demanding; you still need to work on your lung capacity. Keep it up, I believe in you!"

"What the hell!" Xue Zhiqian gritted his teeth and resignedly moved downstairs.

A large truck, fully loaded, drove headlong towards the CBD.

........

Jianwai SOHO.

Salty Fish Studio has officially settled here.

Sunlight streamed unreservedly through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the 500-square-meter apartment in a golden glow, filling the air with the scent of money.

"This is my empire!"

Yu Le held a disposable paper cup in his hand, filled with two 2.5 yuan bottles of Coke, and stood in front of the window, looking down at the traffic below, which looked like ants.

This field of vision.

That's classy.

I instantly felt my net worth skyrocket, I walked with a swagger, as if I were about to ring the bell at Nasdaq the next second.

"Yu Le, wake up. That's my empire. You're just a retired emperor at best."

Liu Qianqian, dressed in loose-fitting practice clothes, was dusting the huge money tree with a feather duster in her hand.

The little girl's face beamed with an undisguised smile; she was clearly very satisfied with her new home.

"So what if he's the retired emperor? He's still an emperor."

Yu Le turned around and looked at the spacious office, large enough for a horse to run through.

Aside from Chang Shilei, who was still struggling with the mixing console, and the recording studio that was giving Xue Zhiqian "devil training."

This administrative district is still deserted.

We need to hire some people.

Yu Le stroked his chin. "In such a big place, with just a few of us, our voices echo. It's kind of creepy."

Without further ado, a meeting was held in the brand-new Salted Fish Entertainment conference room that afternoon.

Yu Le spun the expensive ergonomic chair around.

Sitting opposite him was Saltyfish Entertainment's current "all-star lineup".

Liu Xiaoli, whose belly wasn't showing yet, sat upright with an account book in her hand.

Liu Qianqian, who had just washed her hair and whose hair was still damp, had a lollipop in her mouth and her legs swinging under the chair.

Yang Nuo, with a serious expression, always ready to take out her notebook to take notes.

Chang Shilei, wearing thick-rimmed glasses and looking every bit the tech geek.

Xue Zhiqian, who had just been rescued by hairdresser Tony and finally looked like a normal person.

And then there's Ning Hao, the director who's been busy with post-production on the movie "You Are the Apple of My Eye," looking a bit haggard but very excited.

"We now have a serious problem."

Yu Le took a sip of goji berry water and cleared his throat.

All eyes immediately focused on him.

"The place is too big, and there are too few people."

Yu Le pointed to the empty glass curtain wall all around.

"People who don't know better might think we're a shell company, ready to run away with the money at any time."

Liu Qianqian burst out laughing, almost swallowing the lollipop.

"Seriously."

Yu Le dropped his lazy demeanor and tapped his fingers on the table.

"The company needs to become more professional; it can't stay a makeshift operation forever. We need to expand."

He looked at Liu Xiaoli.

"Xiaoli, your top priority right now is to focus on your pregnancy. But the accounts and administration can't be left unattended."

Liu Xiaoli was about to retort when Yu Le interrupted her.

"Objection overruled."

Yu Le displayed the charisma of a head of the household.

"You'll be in charge of setting up the administration department. Hire a few professional accountants to free you from those tedious reports. Also, hire a legal counsel; with more copyrights in the future, contract traps will be hard to avoid, so we need someone knowledgeable to keep an eye on things."

Liu Xiaoli felt a warmth in her heart.

Knowing that the other person cares about me, I no longer object.

She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and nodded.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll just be responsible for the final signature and approval."