Everyone at Fat Cat Studio was not thinking about work today. It was hard to hold on until the time for get off work in the afternoon. Zhao Yishen and Lao Xie came to Xia Haoyang's office.

"Fat man, should we go now or when?"

Xia Haoyang looked at the time on the computer and said, "Mr. Quan and I have an appointment at 7:. We can have dinner before going there."

"Okay, where can we go and have something to eat?"

| "Just find a fly shop downstairs in the company and deal with it. My brothers are not particular about it."

"How about the Xinjiang restaurant across from the steamed stuffed bun shop in front of you? Have a big plate of chicken, hand-picked mutton, and a few skewers?"

"Okay, that's good. Let's go. There are quite a few people there and we have to queue up."

The three of them had a meal at a Xinjiang restaurant near the company.

After dinner, Lao Xie drove and the others drove to Mr. Quan's house.

"From the situation you mentioned, it is estimated that it will be difficult for Mr. Quan to persuade him. He has already received benefits from the Daxiang Group, and now he is setting up an entertainment company on his own. His granddaughter is the best cash cow. No matter what, I definitely want to try it. Only when you have suffered a lot will you feel the pain and reconsider letting Wen Xin return to the Tara team." Lao Xie said.

"I think so too. Now is the time to show off your ambitions and show off your talents. He may not believe anything we say. It should be difficult to persuade him to give up." Zhao Yishen also thinks so.

"Anyway, let's do our best." Xia Haoyang himself didn't have much confidence.

Near Madian Bridge, which is not too far from the company, under Quan Wenxin's introduction, the three of them arrived at the door of Mr. Quan's house.

Xia Haoyang knocked on the door.

After a while, a strong old man came and opened the door.

The three of them were stunned, and Xia Haoyang immediately expressed his identity: "Hello, Mr. Quan, I am Xia Haoyang, and Wen Xin is an artist in my studio. I am in a hurry today, so I am sorry to disturb you."

The three of them still had basic etiquette. They bought two bottles of Wuliangye and a carton of milk from the small supermarket downstairs of the company, and did not come home empty-handed.

"Oh, I feel ashamed. Let the three of you come in and sit down." Mr. Quan sighed.

It was obvious that Mr. Quan was a little depressed and his eyes were in a trance. When he opened the door just now, he did not look at the three of them, but glanced at them. He seemed to have an unnatural look on his face.

And hearing the sigh of Mr. Quan, the three of them could not help but feel a glimmer of hope. It seemed that the old man was not an unreasonable person.

Mr. Quan's house is also an old-fashioned tube building with no elevator, but it is on the second floor. Although the community is old, it is quiet and belongs to a government community.

There was no one else in the house, just the old man. The house was not big. There were piles of books everywhere in the house. The three of them sat down in the living room.

Mr. Quan politely poured a glass of water for the three of them. The three stood up to thank them and sat down again.

Xia Haoyang didn't know where to start with this matter and was a little embarrassed, but Mr. Quan spoke first.

"Xia Haoyang, I know you. I am friends with Professor Zhang, your master composer at Yancheng Conservatory of Music." Mr. Quan sighed again.

Xia Haoyang glanced at Zhao Yishen and Xie Shujie and immediately said, "Professor Zhang is my mentor."

"I know that you and several classmates set up a music studio together. Later, your teacher, Professor Zhang, told me that you went to school to recruit singers. That's why I called you and told you that I had a granddaughter. You wanted to Don’t give it a try for an interview.”

"I remember, you called me that night and told me that your granddaughter would come to our company for an interview the next day. It turned out that my mentor was the one pulling the strings, but I never heard from Wen Xin."

"This is what I asked Wen Xin not to say. It's okay to get an interview opportunity through a friend's introduction, but you can't ruin your reputation. Whether you can be a singer or not depends on your own ability." Mr. Quan said softly.

Xia Haoyang and the other two looked at each other again and said nothing.

"Xia Haoyang, do you have a conflict with Daxiang Group?" Mr. Quan asked.

Strictly speaking, it was not the conflict between himself and Yin Jiaxu, but the conflict caused by him trying to protect his artists, including Mr. Quan's granddaughter Quan Wenxin. Xia Haoyang didn't know what to say.

"You are a good young man. Although I have never dealt with you, Wen Xin will often mention you and your company. According to Quan Wenxin, the reason why you have conflicts with Daxiang Group is actually to protect them. These girls, I don’t want them to have contact with Yin Jiaxu. Strictly speaking, I should thank you for your love and care for them." Mr. Quan sighed again.

The three of them looked at each other again. Having said this, it was obvious that Mr. Quan was a reasonable and sensible person, so the result of our meeting should not be too bad. Xia Haoyang and others were afraid of encountering someone who was self-reliant on his status and was unreasonable. Foolish people who bully juniors.

Xia Haoyang, who was understood, was also a little excited: "Lao Quan, I'm very grateful that you can understand, but this is what I should do. This is my studio. My artists just sing and make records. I won't let them." No matter who the artists in my company are exposed to those dark and negative things."

"You are a good boy." Mr. Quan sighed again.

This time Xia Haoyang didn't say anything more, because he knew that Mr. Quan would tell the reason.

"I'm getting old, and my work has become dull. I took on a few commercials last year, but I didn't pay much attention to them. As a result, the product had a problem and something happened. Then I asked my friends to find connections to help, but I didn't know that it was the Daxiang Group. You really helped me solve the problem." Mr. Quan said slowly.

Xia Haoyang and the other three continued to listen with serious expressions.

"Some time ago this year, Daxiang Group came to me again and said that they wanted to set up a company in the entertainment industry and asked me to be a consultant. I thought this was an opportunity to repay family ties and agreed. Later, they also said that they could let me run a company. Companies in the circle invested money and said they could support my granddaughter."

Xia Haoyang and the other three frowned.

"I'm quite old, but I'm not stupid. I know all about the right and wrong in the entertainment industry. My granddaughter is now popular as a singer. If you really want to praise my granddaughter, you don't need to come to me at all. , just go directly to my granddaughter’s company.”

Mr. Quan smiled self-deprecatingly: "Besides, I know my granddaughter's musical background. She has her own merits. Her voice is clear and clear. If she is to perform in an opera, she would be suitable for a doorman with some characteristics or a lead singer of a poetry class. But Wen Xin’s voice is not powerful enough to be the protagonist. Now in your girl group, it is actually the most suitable for several people to balance each other and protect each other.”

Xia Haoyang sighed. People like Mr. Quan who have been in the entertainment industry all their lives are actually very open-minded. They have never experienced any ups and downs. If you want to do some tricks in front of them, you are just humiliating yourself.

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