Huayu 2009: Who should we call the Heavenly King?

Yuen Long.

After passing through customs, a middle-aged man in a gray casual suit, accompanied by a woman wearing glasses, greeted me with a smile.

"Hello, Shen Yan, I am Chen Huihong."

"Hello, Brother Hong."

Shen Yan smiled and shook hands with him. Chen Huihong was the artist management manager for Gold Typhoon's Hong Kong region and also his temporary agent for this trip to Hong Kong.

"Nice to meet you. I hope you'll take good care of me in the coming days, Brother Hong."

"No, your album was very popular in Hong Kong and Taiwan. It's a rare gem from the company in recent years."

As the saying goes, "Many hands make light work," and Chen Huihong's words were half true and half false, but Shen Yan's debut album was indeed very popular in Taiwan.

According to their predictions.

Shen Yan is guaranteed to break into the top three in next week's G-MUSIC popularity rankings.

It should be either the third or the second.

Being number one is impossible.

Show Lo's "Rashomon" has topped the charts for several weeks in a row, its momentum is so strong that no one can match it.

Gold Typhoon knows this better than anyone else.

After all, Show Lo is a signed artist with Gold Typhoon, and no one knows better than them how many albums he has released.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chen Huihong led Shen Yan and Zhang Dandan into the van, which smoothly drove towards the Central Ring Road.

"Oh, by the way, I'll introduce you to a friend later."

Chen Huihong turned to look at Shen Yan, a mysterious smile on his face.

"Who knows, she might even be our boss in the future."

"Who?"

Shen Yan asked the question knowingly, because he now knew why Gold Typhoon was promoting him so much—it was Huang Weijing who had mentioned it to him privately.

It turns out that a foreign company wanted to acquire Gold Typhoon, but the key point is that this foreign company was a complete novice in the field.

Holding a large sum of money, they are seeking to transform their business.

Huang Weijing's words were practically saying two things: stupid and rich.

"Chiara Scaglia, her Chinese name is Qi Yalai."

Chen Huihong explained.

"She is Italian, and her family, the Scaglia family, is currently interested in expanding into the Asian market. The company has already reached a preliminary agreement with them. Moreover, the Scaglia family has extensive connections in Europe and America."

Shen Yan merely listened to these words.

Previously, he was indeed unaware of the Gold Typhoon acquisition, but one thing he did know was that Gold Typhoon was later sold to Warner.

Moreover, most of the top executives at Gold Typhoon have left.

Just like when Warner acquired UFO Records, Peng Guohua led the UFO Records veterans to establish Feng Hua Records.

However, none of this had anything to do with him.

He and Gold Typhoon were simply using each other; Gold Typhoon used him to raise prices, and he used Gold Typhoon to increase his fame.

After their three record contracts expired, they parted ways amicably, wishing each other well.

soon.

The car arrived at the Prince's Building in Central.

"8½ is one of Hong Kong's top Italian restaurants..."

As they went upstairs, Chen Huihong explained things as they walked.

"hello."

After walking a few steps, he saw a tall, black-haired woman. Chen Huihong stepped forward and introduced her with a smile.

"Qi Yalai, this is Shen Yan."

"Hi, Oz."

Qi Yalai smiled brightly and walked up to Shen Yan with enthusiasm, giving him a standard cheek kiss.

"Nice to meet you."

"Me too, your Chinese is really fluent."

To be honest, Shen Yan didn't really like this overly intimate cheek kiss, but considering Qi Yalai's youth, he let it go.

Besides, she's not exactly ugly.

She's quite a pretty girl.

"Hello, how are you?"

Afterwards, Qi Yalai greeted Zhang Dandan again, but she did not give Zhang Dandan a cheek kiss.

Not far away, two paparazzi walked away laughing after taking the photos.

This was a paparazzi operation arranged by Gold Typhoon.

Chen Huihong had mentioned the matter of creating a scandal between Shen Yan and Qi Yalai to Shen Yan, since scandals are the fastest way to generate publicity.

This will not only increase Shen Yan's exposure but also boost Qi Yalai's popularity, achieving two goals at once.

Upon entering the private room, Qi Yalai took out an aged, vintage electric guitar from a gift box beside her and handed it to Shen Yan.

"Oz, nice to meet you. This is a gift for you; I hope you like it."

"John Mayer's guitar?"

Looking at the guitar with its distressed finish, Shen Yan felt a little fond of it.

John Mayer is a well-known up-and-coming American guitarist with a very high skill level.

"Looks like I didn't send it to the wrong person."

Qi Yalai smiled and nodded, adding, "However, this is not the original John Mayer guitar, but a collaboration model that Fender will be releasing soon, limited to 83 units worldwide."

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Shen Yan certainly knew about the John Mayer collaboration model, but he remembered that this guitar was not released until the second half of 10, and Qi Yalai was able to get it six months in advance.

There's something there.

"Oz, your body proportions are perfect, and you have a great sense of style."

After the dinner began, Qi Yalai skipped almost all foreplay and jumped straight to work.

Are you interested in pursuing a career in modeling?

"Clam?"

Shen Yan looked at the beautiful Italian girl with a face full of surprise.

"I mean part-time."

Qi Yalai then explained.

"Our family is acquiring Elite World, a long-established modeling agency with deep roots in Paris, Milan, and London, and also has long-term partnerships with luxury brands such as LV, Prada, and Dior."

"In recent years, China's luxury goods consumption market has been growing rapidly. Last year, China surpassed the United States to become the world's second largest luxury goods market."

"With your talent and good looks, combined with our family's resources and influence, we are confident that we can make you a fashion king and a pop king in Asia and even the world."

If Shen Yan were 20 years old, he would most likely have accepted the offer, but he wouldn't now.

Regardless of whether the pie in the sky can be realized, even if it can, who knows how busy he will be.

Think about the fashion weeks every year, and then think about the magazines and interviews.

Then they also have to take on roles as actors and singers.

Busy until takeoff.

Ta Miao's.

Working year-round without a break, it's practically a nuclear-powered ox or horse.

Did he return from the dead to become a beast of burden?

Even if he were to become a farmer, all he would do is till the land.

"Qi Yalai, I am actually an actress."

Shen Yan put down his cutlery, gently wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said slowly.

"Being a singer is just a hobby for me. As for the fashion industry, I wouldn't mind making a cameo appearance if I had the chance, but I probably don't have that much time for a long-term career."

"A person's life is only about 20,000 to 30,000 days. If I develop my career as an actor, singer, and fashion icon, how much personal time will I have left?"

Brother Yan is awesome!

Beside her, Zhang Dandan looked at Shen Yan with shining eyes.

It's not just liking, it's a kind of worship and admiration.

If it were her, she would never refuse such a temptation—a pop star and a fashion icon, after all.

Ke Yan actually refused?

"Haha, a young man has his own youthful spirit."

Seeing this, Chen Huihong quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Qiyala, Oz is only 20 years old this year, three years younger than you. If you suddenly talk to him about something so old and so far away, he probably won't be able to process it in a short time."

There is an old Chinese saying: "There is plenty of time in the future, so there is no need to rush things."

"But he's really eligible."

Qi Yalai wanted to continue persuading her, even though she majored in Chinese literature in college and had studied at Yenching Normal University for a year.

But she was a foreigner after all and didn't understand what Chen Huihong meant.

They couldn't understand the implied meaning.

Afterwards, Chen Jianhui spoke quietly with Qi Yalai in English, unaware that Shen Yan was watching the whole thing from the sidelines.

His English is pretty good.

He felt no remorse for refusing Qi Yalai, even though he had accepted her gift. Did she really think he could sell himself for a mere zither?

Dreams have everything!