I donated 100 million at the beginning

How come 20 years

Still floating in the sea of ​​people”

"Isn't this singing about myself?" Hu Yibao read the lyrics, his heart moved,

Being in your 20s is indeed a very helpless age, not only to find a partner and job, but also to buy a house and a car.

For young people, the pressure is too great.

Under the oppression of this kind of life, many once outstanding people have become mediocre, no longer as dazzling as when they were young.

"Hey!" Hu Yibao sighed in a low voice, wrote down people like me with a pen and paper, took a picture, sent it to Chen Yuan, and sent a message to him at the same time.

"Arrange Meng Xiangfeng to register the copyright, and today I will take two celebrities to the New World, talk to Meng Xiangfeng, and let him prepare the contract."

Chen Yuan: "Mr. Hu, received! I promise to handle this matter properly."

Seeing Chen Yuan's reply, Hu Yibao couldn't help but smiled wryly, and continued to reply: "Don't be so alienated, we are all brothers!"

Chen Yuan: "Going to work is a subordinate relationship. We are brothers after get off work. Mr. Hu, this must be remembered. In matters of work, brotherhood cannot be discussed."

Chen Yuan: "Otherwise something will happen. I have discussed it with Lu Xun, Wang Le, and the others, and we will treat you like this in the future. My brothers will settle accounts, this company is run by you, and we can work here , is already a very happy thing. I don’t want to see anything bad happen in the future.”

What Chen Yuan said was almost frank.

In reality, there are many, many companies that were founded by a few brothers and confidants.

At the beginning, the brothers worked together to make the company bigger and stronger.

But what about later?

Because of interests, most of them parted ways, and the relationship between brothers broke down directly and ceased to exist.

Chen Yuan and the others didn't want this kind of ending, and they were very grateful to Hu Yibao, a good brother who extended his hand to him in times of crisis.

Looking at Chen Yuan's reply, Hu Yibao already guessed the reason why he did this: "Okay, okay!"

"One more thing, rent the two floors above the company. If you can buy it, that's fine too! In the past few days, someone may come to install a recording studio."

Chen Yuan: "No problem! Boss!"

Chen Yuan: "By the way, does our company need to recruit more people?"

At present, including Hu Yibao, there are only seven people in the company.

One boss, three managers, three lawyers.

The matter of recruiting people must be done as soon as possible, especially on the financial side, we must find people. If some investments are made on the company's books in the future, it will naturally save as much as possible.

Hu Yibao then sent a message to reply: "Okay! Accountants, front desk, customer service, cleaning staff, etc., as long as other normal companies have them, I will give them all. The basic salary starts from [-]."

"As for the number of recruits, except for accounting at least three bases, the rest depends on the situation."

"In addition, talk to the boss behind our company building and ask him what he thinks, whether he wants to sell some floors to us."

"The price is negotiable."

The location that New World Company is currently renting is indeed very good. Hu Yibao also thinks that he can buy a few floors, so as to avoid any trouble after the lease contract expires.

Chen Yuan: "This matter will be dealt with today."

Hu Yibao: "Thank you for your hard work, goodbye!"

Chen Yuan: "Hahaha, Mr. Hu is being polite."

New World Headquarters, it's only 06:30 in the morning.

Chen Yuan sat in the office. After closing the button chat, he immediately wrote down the things that need to be done today on the computer file.

Behind him was a camp bed that had just been erected. He slept in the company last night.

On Chen Yuan's dining table, there are several books on finance and sociology. He knows that his major is not suitable for him. He studied molds and suddenly became one of the leaders of a company. In order to improve himself, he has been working on the sidelines for the past few days. , while gnawing on these books day and night.

Lu Xun and Wang Le are also in this situation.

The brothers now cherish the work in front of them very much.

At the same time, he didn't want to make Hu Yibao feel cold.

07:30am.

After having a meal in the hotel restaurant, Hu Yibao took Zou Guo and Zou Guowu directly to the Koukou music headquarters not far away.

The physical album release conference started at nine o'clock, and before eight o'clock, across the road, Hu Yibao saw a crowd of reporters queuing up to enter the headquarters of Koukou Music.

Several managers of Koukou Music are entertaining them.

"Master, do you want to wear a mask?" Zou Guo reminded from the side, "If these reporters see you, they will go crazy."

Chapter 137 Fans Are Here

Seeing the reporters getting off from a car, carrying cameras and microphones, looking extremely enthusiastic, Hu Yibao agreed with Zou Guo's words.

If he passed by this time, he would have directly hit the muzzle of the gun, and it should be impossible to get out in a short while.

"Master, I have a new mask here." At this moment, Zou Guowu took out a black mask from the inside pocket of his suit and handed it to Hu Yibao.

"Thank you!"

Putting on the mask, Hu Yibao took off his precious glasses, and his temperament and image changed immediately.

After wearing it for nearly 20 days, Hu Yibao's eyesight is now better than that of normal people, and everything in front of him is no longer blurred.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Yibao put on his sweater hat again, and prepared to cross the road and sneak into the headquarters of Button Music.

"La la la!!"

Just when the green light on the road was turned on, the cell phone rang suddenly, Hu Yibao checked, it was Cheng.

connected.

Cheng immediately said: "Mr. Hu, there are too many reporters gathered at the entrance of the main entrance of our Koukou music headquarters, and your fans will arrive later, so you must not go through the main entrance of our company this time. Otherwise, we can only hold the press conference at the door of the company."

Listening to Cheng's words, Hu Yibao really saw a bus with his own face printed on it, and it stopped at the door of Koukou Music Headquarters.

Immediately afterwards, there was a group of hula-la people who got off the bus, all wearing clothes with their own portraits printed on them, and some words of support.

"Support Hu Yibao, support Huaxia Feng!"