The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 85 I Taught You, You Can’t Learn It (Please recommend, please follow up)

While Jiang Li was enjoying himself in the spring breeze, the industry and the outside world also cast their attention.

If the endorsement by the official media is justifiable, then this time the "Golden Sound Award" will make those old foxes smell it.

The president of Xinyu Entertainment is called Tao Jin. His name sounds very elegant, and his appearance also belongs to that kind of elegant man.

But when he was young, he was a ruthless person. He stepped on countless people under his feet. He started his business by relying on the pimp business, grew bigger little by little, and finally successfully landed.

Director Li, also known as Li Zheng, ran to the president's office panting heavily and sweating profusely, breathed slowly, straightened his collar, and then knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

He heard the sound and pushed the door open, and saw Tao Jin sitting in front of the tea tray, first lifted the lid of the bowl, then sniffed the lid, and lastly smelled the tea.

His hair was combed meticulously, he wore gold-rimmed glasses, and he was well maintained. He looked more like a gentle and elegant Confucian general, and he didn't show the ruthlessness of the past at all.

"Sit down." Tao Jin bowed his head to make some tea, motioning him to sit down: "Today I am not your boss, nor are you my subordinate, let's chat as old brothers."

Having said that, Li Zheng was not a fool, so he didn't dare to take it seriously, so he could only pretend to be calm, and sat across from him somewhat cautiously.

"Li Laoer, tell me what you think about Yanhuang Studio." Tao Jin lowered his eyes, served him tea with a coaster, and stretched out his palm to indicate please.

But when it came to Yanhuang Studio, Li Zheng thought it was a good opportunity to take the blame and make meritorious service, so he stood up and bowed, taking the teacup with both hands.

"Brother Tao, Yanhuang Studio has neither background nor background. Although we can't hack the song "Stop the War", it should be fine to pour dirty water on the creator and singer, and then..."

He was eager to express himself, and based on his previous experience, he talked about his views endlessly.

Tao Jin just drank his tea expressionlessly, without expressing his opinion, until Li Zheng mentioned that he was thirsty, so he took a sip from his teacup.

Then his eyes narrowed, he grabbed the teapot at the side, and poured hot tea into Li Zheng's hands.

But Li Zheng just watched in horror, gritted his teeth and remained motionless without saying a word.

After pouring out half a pot of tea, the back of his hand was also hot, Tao Jin muttered that he ruined a good pot of tea, and returned to that indifferent appearance.

"Good tea should be sipped slowly and savored carefully. I taught you that. You are always impatient, you can only learn half of it."

"Li Lao Er, I gave you the position of music director because I trusted you, but you know why everyone else has gone up, have you still been stuck in this position?"

Li Zheng gritted his teeth and dared not speak, his head shook like a rattle. Tao Jin didn't care, lowered his eyes, and continued:
"Because this is Huaguo, you can play 'economics' here, but you must be 'correct'. You have only learned half of it, so how many troubles have I helped you solve these years?"

"For our friendship in the past, you can go on your own and be decent. The oil and water you have fished in these years is enough for your family to use for the rest of their lives."

"Brother Tao, I..." Li Zheng was about to say something, but suddenly his heart turned cold, he quickly shut up, bowed deeply to Tao Jin, and left in a hurry.

From the beginning to the end, Tao Jin didn't raise his head and looked at him once.

"Heh, Jiang Li, Yanhuang Studio, interesting..."

There was only a chuckle in the room.

…………

On Yan Chuan's side, the principal's office was closed, and Li Xiujin was leaning on a chair wearily.

"Principal Li, are all the news on the Internet true?"

Listening to the voice of her best friend on the video call, the corner of Li Xiujin's mouth was a bit bitter: "Director Ning, I haven't contacted them for two weeks."

She had been dealing with family affairs during this time, but she couldn't hold back yesterday and called Xiaoling, but Xiaoling didn't answer.

Shen Ling is obviously determined, if her parents can't handle the conflict between husband and wife well, she doesn't plan to go back, let's see how long it can last.

Just like what my junior said, her eyes are silent and her ears are clear.

As strong as Li Xiujin, she has never lowered her head like this, but she can't help it, she feels ashamed of her daughter.

I can only watch the news and discussions about Jiang Li on the Internet, watching Jiang Li do such a big thing quietly.

"Huh? Are you kidding me, they did such a big thing, you didn't know the whole process?"

On the other side of the phone, Director Ning couldn't believe it, although he knew that his best friend had a lot of emotional problems, and couldn't handle the relationship with her daughter well.

But if you haven't seen each other or talked for half a month, have you severed the mother-daughter relationship?

Li Xiujin had black lines all over her head, and said viciously: "Shut up, you have a lot of people in the sky, and you still dare to laugh at me, laughing at fifty steps at a hundred steps, right?"

"I only have career in my eyes, unlike you, who still think about career and love with both hands, but the result is that people are not very popular." Ning Hua sneered.

"Children make choices, adults want them all."

"Children fantasize about wanting everything, adults know it's impossible."

The two of you are talking to each other one sentence at a time. It's not so much arguing as bickering. This can be regarded as the unique way of getting along with two strong women.

"So far, I don't bother to deal with your nonsense, let's talk about business." Ning Hua interrupted impatiently: "Do you really know Xiao Jiang's background?"

No matter how good Jiang Li is, it can't change his disadvantages of being inexperienced and lacking in background.

The so-called "three no principles" of the Golden Melody Awards can only fool netizens. Which of the winners are not veteran singers or creators?
Even if there is a small part, it is the result of a few giants tilting their resources.

You know, this is a "human relationship society", and now the public opinion on the Internet is completely in favor of Jiang Li, and all the rumors, true or false, and exaggerated praises in the past have all disappeared.

If no one was pushing him behind, those old foxes who eat people and don't spit out their bones would have eaten him up long ago, and it is absolutely impossible for him to grab the meat under his nose.

"Hmph, didn't he come from the same school as Zhang Yi? Don't you know who Zhang Yi's master is?"

"I'm not mixed system, how do I know?"

"Cao Yiping, chairman of the Hebei Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, told me..." Li Xiujin paused, then continued, "They are all disciples of Deng Guozhong."

"Mr. Deng?!" Ning Hua was stunned at first, then frowned for a moment: "But the old man has a very straightforward personality, and he never uses public resources to support his apprentices. At most, he stands up and threatens him."

"so……"

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other meaningfully through the screen, and pointed upwards in unison.

"Xiujin, your son-in-law is really amazing."

"Heh, each other, don't take advantage of it and act like a good boy."

(End of this chapter)