Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Sister Hong spoke with great righteousness.

She completely forgot that she had just been severely scolded by the CEO.

Luo Qianyu sat on the bed, listening to Sister Hong's rambling nonsense.

She remembered the man who had been eating fried noodles at the food stall more than half an hour earlier.

I also remembered him saying he was going back to sleep in the basement.

It took a tremendous amount of effort.

I waited downstairs for three days straight, damn it.

That guy just finished eating lamb kidneys and went back home!

"Sister Hong, you really waited downstairs for three days?"

Luo Qianyu asked deliberately.

Hongjie thought she was touched, so she quickly took advantage of the situation.

"Of course!"

"I treat you like my own sister."

"The previous work stoppage has been cancelled. I'll send a car to pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Luo Qianyu suppressed a laugh.

"Okay, Sister Hong, thank you."

hang up the phone.

Luo Qianyu rolled around on the bed.

She took out her phone and opened WeChat.

I sent a message to that moss-covered stone statue.

Little Fish: The song you just wrote? It's called "Encounter"?

Three minutes passed.

The other party replied with a message.

.:Um.

Little Fish: Why did you specifically ask me to sing?

: Because you're poor, you even have to borrow five hundred yuan.

This is a poverty alleviation project.

Luo Qianyu looked at the screen, feeling both annoyed and amused.

How come this person is so annoying even when doing good deeds?

Little Fish: Thank you for your poverty alleviation efforts.

Little Fish: Do you know that Sister Hong just called me and said that she waited three days to get this song?

If she had that kind of perseverance, Star Emperor would have gone bankrupt long ago.

Little Fish: Hahaha.

Luo Qianyu felt great.

The top-floor president's office of Star Emperor Entertainment.

Wang Jianguo hung up on Sister Hong's phone.

He did not feel relaxed after receiving the new song "Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze".

He sat behind his large mahogany desk and lit a cigar.

There was a file on the table.

That was the onboarding information Luo Qianyu filled out when she first joined the company.

Wang Jianguo opened the documents.

He put the cigar in his mouth and squinted his eyes.

This document is too clean.

Apart from the name and age, the family background section was completely blank.

There is no information about the parents' occupations or how to contact them.

Wang Jianguo exhaled a puff of smoke.

He recalled something that happened more than a year ago.

At the time, Star Emperor Entertainment had no intention of signing Luo Qianyu, an amateur with no background.

But one day, a big shot in the Jiangcheng business world suddenly called him.

I just mentioned it casually, saying that there was a rather interesting girl named Luo Qianyu.

That person is a true capital tycoon; Wang Jianguo simply cannot afford to offend him.

Wang Jianguo immediately arranged for the personnel department to sign Luo Qianyu.

For more than a year, he had actually been secretly observing Luo Qianyu.

But this girl lived in extreme poverty.

Rent the most run-down apartment, eat the cheapest takeout, and run yourself ragged for a few hundred yuan in appearance fees.

He doesn't seem like someone with a powerful background at all.

The important person who made the call never inquired about her affairs again.

Wang Jianguo had already lowered his guard, thinking it was just a coincidence.

But what happened tonight made him suspicious again.

Mingyue Qingfeng, a musical genius with an eccentric personality, doesn't even give face to the company's senior executives.

Why did he suddenly insist that Luo Qianyu sing his new song in the middle of the night?

This is absolutely not because of some bullshit poverty alleviation.

There must be some secret about this girl that he doesn't know.

Wang Jianguo picked up the landline phone on the table.

He skillfully dialed a number that had no contact information.

The call was answered quickly.

"Old K".

Wang Jianguo lowered his voice.

A hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Wang, what big job is there?"

Wang Jianguo flicked the ash from his cigar.

"Help me investigate someone."

"Call him Luo Qianyu."

"She's an artist who was recently signed by my company."

Old K chuckled.

"Mr. Wang, you need to use me to investigate a minor celebrity?"

"This girl might not be as simple as she seems."

Wang Jianguo's voice was cold.

"I need to know who her family is, all the financial transactions under her name, and who she has been in contact with recently."

"Especially investigate the relationship between the lyricist and composer named Mingyue Qingfeng."

Old K readily agreed.

"We'll give you the results within three days."

Wang Jianguo hung up the phone.

He leaned back in his leather chair, staring at the ceiling.

If this girl really is just a penniless guy who got lucky by sheer luck.

He has plenty of ways to control her and keep Mingyue Qingfeng firmly tied to the Star Emperor's warship.

At worst, we can use some underhanded methods, like taking some photos or recording some videos.

In this circle, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever, and no will that cannot be destroyed.

But what if this girl really is some powerful heiress whom no one dares to offend?

Wang Jianguo let out a cold laugh.

Then he would have to prepare another insidious way to extract profits in advance.

There's no reason not to fleece a fat sheep that's delivered to your door.

No matter what, he needs to get enough chips.

In order to prepare for all possible changes that may occur next.

..........

It's 6:30 in the morning.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed through the old, single-apartment building in Jiangcheng.

Luo Qianyu was still dreaming in bed.

In her dream, she was holding a kitchen knife and chasing after the moss-covered stone head all over the street.

Just as she was about to strike with her knife, a deafening knocking on the door startled her awake.

Luo Qianyu sat up in bed with her hair all messy.

"Who is it? Can't a person get some sleep this early in the morning?!"

She shuffled to the door in her slippers and looked out through the peephole.

The person standing outside the door instantly brought her to her senses.

It's Sister Hong.

Today, Sister Hong didn't wear her usual flamboyant red business suit. Instead, she changed into a very low-key black suit and was carrying two extremely exquisite insulated boxes.

Luo Qianyu rubbed her eyes and opened the door.

"Sister Hong?"

Hongjie immediately put on a big smile, a smile so bright it could blind the motion sensor lights in the hallway.

"Little Fish, are you awake? Did I disturb your rest?"

Luo Qianyu looked at the insulated box in Sister Hong's hand.

"What is this?"

Sister Hong quickly handed over the insulated box.

"These are crab roe buns and premium bird's nest that my sister went to Fook Kee to buy early this morning."

"You've worked hard these past few days, you need to take good care of yourself."

Luo Qianyu sneered inwardly.

"Oh, my dear sister, those were just things I said in anger yesterday."

"That was just to motivate you and give you more drive to work harder."

Sister Hong pulled Luo Qianyu to sit down and pushed the bird's nest in front of her.

"Eat it while it's hot, then I'll take you to the company to record."

The fish, still half asleep, stirred the bird's nest with a spoon.

"recording?"

"Sister Hong, didn't I just get into trouble? Where did you get a song to record?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Hong immediately straightened her back.

She gave herself a thumbs-up.

"Little Fish, you really should thank your sister."

"I called you late last night, have you forgotten?"

"That new song, 'Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze,' was something I begged and pleaded with the higher-ups, staking my future and career on it!"

Hongjie got more and more excited as she spoke, as if she were truly a noble and righteous agent who would do anything for her artists.

"Do you know how many top singers in the company are eyeing this song?"

"I stood outside Mr. Wang's office for three hours last night, talking myself hoarse."

"I told Mr. Wang that only my little fish can truly capture the feeling of this song!"

"Then I immediately went to ask Teacher Mingyue Qingfeng for help."

As Sister Hong finished speaking, she deliberately sighed.

"You know Mingyue Qingfeng's temper; he's completely unyielding."

"I went through your singing video with him, analyzing it line by line, begging and pleading, and finally got him to give in."

Luo Qianyu ate her steamed bun with her head down, her shoulders trembling.

She was trying so hard to hold back her laughter that her stomach hurt.

That "Bright Moon and Gentle Breeze" was clearly eating fried noodles with her at a street food stall.

We also ordered a large bunch of grilled kidneys.

Sister Hong actually had the nerve to say she went to beg someone.

This lie was told without even a draft.

"Sister Hong, did you really go and beg him?" Luo Qianyu swallowed the bun in her mouth, looked up at Sister Hong, and confirmed it twice.

Sister Hong patted her chest and guaranteed it.

"Of course it's true!"

"I'd give up anything for you, no matter how much face I have to save."

Luo Qianyu pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth.

"What was Teacher Mingyue Qingfeng doing at that time?"

Hongjie paused for a moment, her brain racing.

"He...he was working late into the night on his creative work!"

"I was extremely exhausted, my hair was a mess, I was completely obsessed with music."

Luo Qianyu nodded.

"It's true that her hair is a mess."