Huayu09: Starting with Hijacking Xiao Shenyang

at this time.

G.E.M. (Gloria Tang) is wearing leather pants and dancing energetically.

The wool curls swung back and forth, obscuring her facial expressions, but her dance moves were quite awkward.

It's comparable to a zombie.

Another familiar face is approaching G.E.M., followed by four bodyguards.

He resembles his master in appearance, acts with extreme caution, yet cannot suppress the surging hormones within him.

I rely on!

An old cow eating young grass?

Last year's international best photographer has stopped photographing female celebrities and started hunting in upscale nightclubs.

Are you really not afraid of dying?!

The global manhunt order has just been issued. How many people in the underworld want to kill you to vent their anger? Their brains are probably not filled with intelligence, but rather with cunning people pretending to be intelligent, in pairs or groups of three.

"Old Chen, what are you looking at?" Xiang Zuo asked curiously, then followed Chen Mo's gaze. "Damn, this loser dares to act so arrogantly?"

Not only is Xiang Zuo hot-tempered, but he is also a sycophant. Last year, a scandal that shocked the entertainment industry made Zhang Baizhi a pariah.

His career suffered setbacks, his endorsement deals fell through, his endorsement contracts were terminated, and his fans turned against him.

In 2008, Cecilia Cheung had already broken up with Hua Guoxing, but their personal friendship remained. Mrs. Xiang was just disappointed in her, as Cecilia Cheung was her first daughter-in-law handpicked by her.

It turns out she's obsessed with looks and was willing to break her contract to marry Nicholas Tse.

Xiang Zuo also had feelings for Zhang Baizhi, but he regretted that she was too ordinary-looking.

Now that they've encountered the culprit Chen Guanxi, it's like enemies meeting again, their eyes blazing with hatred.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

He rushed forward a few steps to the left.

"You bastard! You're really fearless, aren't you? I'm going to kill you today!"

He was burning with rage and had already raised his fist.

pity!

The four bodyguards were not just for show; they were directly used to suppress the Crown Prince.

Chen Guanxi was already feeling guilty, and when he saw the Xiang family, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He no longer cared about the old cow eating young grass and quickly ran away.

"Stop right there! You fucking stop right there!"

"Alright, alright, you're a public figure now, it's not worth it."

Chen Mo, Chen Weiting, and the on-site security personnel worked together to restrain the enraged beast.

"Damn it! You deadbeat! ****!"

He was still cursing and swearing to the left.

G.E.M. was a little frightened and stood in the middle of the dance floor, at a loss. "I just had a bad breakup and too many gigs, so I came out to clear my head. How did this happen?"

What a bad luck!

"Hong Kong's strongest new generation, G.E.M. (Deng Ziqi), the Little Giant Lung?!"

Chen Mo feigned shock.

She is poised to become the leading female artist in the Chinese music scene and holds the second-highest box office record for a single-round themed tour among female singers worldwide, with $6.01 million (44 billion RMB), surpassing Pinkman, Bea Hayden, and Madonna, and is now challenging Taylor Swift's dominance.

With over 3 million views on YouTube, "Light Years Away" is the pinnacle of Chinese music and a Guinness World Record holder, a position that even Jay Chou cannot shake.

Chen Mo was quite envious.

If we could get our hands on Benshan Media, with his connections and G.E.M.'s talent, we'd dominate the global music scene.

However, one thing to consider is that Benshan Media mainly focuses on comedy variety shows and TV dramas, and rarely gets involved in music. Only Tang Chao is somewhat acceptable.

But the two are not even in the same league.

If I remember correctly, G.E.M. was signed with Hummingbird Music, a very small company whose business model was based on gambler's betting and a lock-in contract.

To put it bluntly, the management contract, the record deal, the song and music copyrights, the performance rights, and even the singer's name all belong to the company.

Even Huang Shiren couldn't be this bad, could he?

G.E.M. is just beginning to make a name for herself, her music company is acting like a terrible person, and she seems to be troubled by a love affair.

This is the perfect time to poach talent!

However, the subsequent training and the exorbitant breach of contract fees are problems.

Chen Mo roughly calculated that buying G.E.M. and all the copyrights would cost at least tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

My old mentor can come up with this money, but it will be very difficult for him. As the saying goes, no one's money comes from thin air.

What should we do?

"Hello, who are you?"

G.E.M. asked a question in return.

She didn't know Chen Mo, but she knew Prince Xiang and Young Master Chen. Both of them were top-tier second-generation figures in the Hong Kong entertainment circle. Anyone who could hang out with them was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Chen Mo, a Cannes award-winning director, a protégé of Teacher Zhao from mainland China, and a pillar of Benshan Media."

Chen Mo did not keep a low profile.

He listed all the impressive titles he could muster.

We need to calm the girl down first before we can proceed with the next steps.

"A Cannes award-winning director?!"

G.E.M. stared wide-eyed, her goldfish-like mouth pursed high, and she spoke with a slight lisp.

"Yes, the Cannes Film Festival was just held this May. By the way, Director Chen is only 18 years old, so he should be the same age as you. Industry bigwigs such as President Yang, President Xiang, and President Jiang value him highly and place great hopes on him."

Chen Weiting quickly offered his support.

Although I don't know why Chen Mo likes this little goldfish mouth, isn't Liu Yifei, the fairy sister, more appealing?

But who knows what special hobbies they might have? If you're a true brother, come and fight... you'll have to be fully prepared.

"I just don't understand. This girl is so ordinary, why do that loser and Old Chen treat you so differently? Have they seen too many beautiful women and want to try something different?"

I can't figure out who my sister is, even after thinking about it for a long time.

"Stop talking nonsense. I simply admire Ms. Deng's singing skills. Could I have her contact information?"

Chen Mo really wanted to give Xiang Zuo a light kick. Must every encounter between a handsome man and a beautiful woman at a bar involve something like that? Couldn't it be something else? Can't you have some positive energy in your head?!

This is Hong Kong; if it were in Northeast China, they would have kicked it out long ago.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah." He curled his lip to the left and continued to mock, "I don't know about her singing, but her little mouth is definitely quite unique. If..."

"Get lost!"

The kick still went out.

"Haha, you've hit a nerve. We're all men, why are you pretending to be innocent?"

He covered his buttocks to the left, with a sly smile.

"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth, Ziqi, don't bother with him."

"Ziqi~~ Tsk tsk tsk..."

Turning left, it's mimicking the parrot's words again.

"We'll film your scenes tomorrow. I promise I'll make you look as handsome as Wong Kar-wai did with Liu Chia-ling."

"No, no, no, I was wrong, big brother."

Raise your hands to the left in surrender.

Chen Mo cursed under his breath, then handed the phone to Deng Ziqi.

The latter mechanically took it, entered the phone number, and then absentmindedly handed over his own phone.

Chen Mo opened his contacts: A, dear.

It must be that scumbag. When signing the contract, they should add a clause that he can't date for 5 years. This isn't exploitation, but rather protecting his romantic mind.

As for how one can create without emotional experience, Chen Guabi Mo is not just a figurehead.

"Alright, we have something to do, we'll be going now."

Chen Mo waved his hand, not wanting to get any more out of it.

"Oh, goodbye!"

G.E.M. was still confused.

Quickly search for related reports about this year's Cannes Film Festival on your phone: [Shocking! 18-year-old mainland Chinese director blasts Cannes, calling it a film festival and a pork stall]

Be nice!

He really is a Cannes award-winning director?!

G.E.M. was even more confused.

What is this handsome director up to? Oh well, never mind, he's someone you can never reach. Let's think about something more practical. Did my king of singers eat properly tonight? When are you going to acknowledge our relationship?

……

……

Chen Mo returned to the hotel and saw two figures, one fat and one thin, and knocked on his master's door.

Are we going to talk about the script?

It's fine if the skinny people go in, why would the fat people go in too?

wait~

My master's wife is still here!

Out of curiosity, Chen Mo followed them inside.

My old teacher's room was quite lively. His wife, Liu Xiaoli, and Lao Liu were all there, and later came Xiang Tai and Zhang Baizhi.

It's all women!

"Master, as expected of our male women's director, his popularity with women is off the charts."

Chen Mo gave a thumbs up, giving his approval.

"Get lost! What have you been doing so late?"

Zhao Benshan made a bluff.

"I chatted with Prince Xiang and Young Master Chen about the script for a while. Filming starts tomorrow. They are both relatively new to the industry, and I'm worried that it might delay the filming schedule."

Chen Mo's reasons are very valid.

"How did the chat go, Director Chen? Xiang Zuo isn't as sensible as you; he needs to be more understanding."

Mrs. Xiang said with a smile.

She was the one who asked Xiang Zuo to take Chen Mo out. How could the arrogant eldest son possibly take the initiative?

"We had a good chat, and I quite enjoy dealing with Prince Xiang."

Chen Mo's answer was against his conscience.

The legendary "loser" is actually a goofball at heart, and he almost ruined things.

You'll have to wait until tomorrow!

"Suck, suck, suck..."

Liu Yifei leaned closer to Chen Mo, sniffed a few times with her small nose, and her face immediately darkened.

She exudes femininity!