song called love

On Christmas morning, he woke up in a familiar white double bed.

Today is his 22th birthday.

Last night, he celebrated Christmas Eve with a group of classmates and friends, drank and sang, played half the night before returning home, and now he still has a headache.When his stepfather's only son, that is, his brother who has no blood relationship, took him home, his mind was about to be broken.

He rubbed his temples and sat up, still wearing yesterday's clothes, frowned and smelled it, it stinks to death.He himself never smokes, but as long as one person smokes in the private room, the hair on his body will be full of cigarette smell, not to mention that a group of people were in a mess yesterday.

He got up and was about to take a shower, and at the same time he complained: This cheap brother should take off his socks at least—but he didn't.

This man was two years older than him, and his name was Zhou Han. He was carved out of the same mold as his stepfather. He was a bit fierce when he was serious, but he was taller, at 1.9 meters. Standing next to him felt oppressive.

He and his mother moved into this big house ten years ago. Fortunately, his stepfather was rich and treated him well, and trained him to learn piano.He also lived up to his expectations and was admitted to the Conservatory of Music. Everyone praised him for his talent. He knew that this talent was inherited from his biological father, and the genes in his bones could not be changed.

His biological father is a pianist, not that famous, he just works in a national orchestra, and his mother is a famous bel canto singer among middle-aged people.

His stepfather, Zhou Jianglin, was also a strange man. He started his business in the military industry, and now he started capital operations in a law-abiding manner.In the early years, he got married and divorced in a flash, leaving behind an only son, this cheap brother Zhou Han.He didn't know how many years Zhou Jianglin had been peeping at his mother. As soon as his parents divorced, he came to show his affections, and it didn't take long for him to win his heart.

He didn't care much about adults' affairs. Later, his father left the country and his mother remarried. He thought that as long as his mother was happy, it didn't matter whether the family was complete or not.

Fucking second marriage proved to be a happy one.Zhou Jianglin's business is booming for a reason, because he knows what is most important to a person.For his mother, the most important thing is that he is happy.

So every year on his birthday, as a rule, the family will hold a party for him and invite some relatives and friends to come.This year was particularly luxurious, and he was booked out at AceLounge, because he finally completed his four-year studies at the Conservatory of Music and graduated successfully.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, he washed off his exhaustion, put on a bathrobe and wiped his hair with a towel.What was reflected on the bathroom glass was a vigorous face, with a high nose bridge, full lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that made him heroic and cute.What's even more rare is that when he smiles, there are dimples on both sides of his mouth. According to his mother, he is a face born to eat the rice of the entertainment industry.

Back in the bedroom, I picked up the phone by the bedside, the battery was already red, there were dozens of unread messages on it, and a dozen missed calls, all of which were birthday wishes sent to him around twelve o'clock, these people were very caring.

Click on WeChat, and stop when you reach a name, Lu Yueyang.This name must be known to all the girls in the country, the first-line traffic niche, so red that it turns purple, and it turns purple and black.

"Happy birthday."

The short four words made his heart surge.I was hesitating in my heart whether to return a message to the other party, or it would be more appropriate to make a phone call, or simply invite him to my birthday dinner.

Neither is it to think to the left, nor is it to think to the right.He is not very familiar with him, but he met his mother once when he attended a charity dinner, and it was the contact information he exchanged cheekily.

It’s one thing to be embarrassed to invite, but the more fearful thing is that I finally made up my mind to invite him, but if he doesn’t come, isn’t this embarrassing myself?He sighed, put his phone on the charger in frustration, and cursed himself for being so cowardly.

He went downstairs, and the others had finished eating, leaving his portion of breakfast on the table in the dining room.

"Happy birthday, my big baby." Fang Qingyi came from the living room and kissed him on the forehead.

"Hey, Mom, I'm such a big man." He said, wiping his forehead.

"No matter how old you are, you are still my baby."

Although his mother is in her 40s, she has been well maintained all year round and is a singer. Her appearance and temperament are different from ordinary people. Although she has faded out of the stage in recent years, her charm still exists, as if she is a few years older than him.

"Yes, yes, so you will always treat me as a treasure." He smiled and said with a piece of bread in his mouth.

"Who said, my baby is so handsome, she's almost a heartthrob."

He joked: "That's not because you made me handsome. You see, you are wrong. How can you praise yourself in disguise when you praise me?"

Fang Qingyi patted him on the shoulder, smiled happily, and said, "Don't make fun of me, eat quickly, your father is waiting for you in the study."

He probably knew what his mother was talking about. It should be about signing a record company.Although his stepfather doesn't know much about the industry, he has a wide network of contacts, so it's not a problem at all to choose the biggest, best and most high-end company in the industry to sign.

His stepfather and his biological father had different expectations for him. He started learning the piano at the age of 5. There is no such thing as a child. He lost his temper when he didn't want to play, and said he was going to smash the piano and change it for a toy.His father's theory is, I don't care whether you like to learn or not, anyway, you have to sit here and play for me.

His biological father was strict, and his childhood was difficult, but he also benefited from his father's precepts and deeds.

Later, when he arrived at his new home, he had a more gorgeous piano than before, but no one urged him to practice piano anymore.His stepfather never forced him to do things he didn't like, whether it was studying or playing the piano, as long as he was happy.Thinking about it, if it wasn't for his biological father's strict discipline over the past few years, which made him form the habit of self-discipline, he would probably be used to being an ignorant second-generation ancestor.

So compared to the biological father, the stepfather is tolerant.

This kind of tolerance is only reflected in him and his mother, but it is completely different for his brother Zhou Han.He sometimes thought that maybe Zhou Jianglin was too embarrassed to discipline him, or maybe he didn't expect much from him, so he just wanted to ensure that he would have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.

After collecting his thoughts and eating breakfast, he knocked on the door and entered the study.Although today is his birthday, or Christmas, but Tuesday is not a statutory holiday, Zhou Jianglin obviously specially arranged time to be at home.

"Dad." This was the name he started calling from the moment he stepped through the door.He's never been awkward about addressing him, and he can't do things that make his mother feel uncomfortable.

"Well, sit down and take a look at this." Zhou Jianglin handed him a stack of documents.

He opened it and looked at Nebula Media.This is a very well-known entertainment brokerage company in the industry.Together with Bliss Media and Huaying Media, it is listed as the three largest entertainment giants in the country.Xingyun is in the record industry, Bliss is focusing on program production, and Huaying is in film and television culture.

"You want me to sign with Xingyun?" He wanted to be a professional singer, and he had discussed it with his mother since the first year of college. Fang Qingyi was still very happy in her heart.There were no debuts or debuts in that era, the army arranged performances, and the recordings were made by several people together - song anthology.Now it's all about capital operations, Fang Qingyi can't play anymore, Zhou Jianglin is a great help.

"I don't necessarily want you to sign with this company. It's just for your reference. I'm old and I don't know much about this industry. It was Zhou Han who told me that this company is big, so I asked my friend Toto for a relationship." He said Brother Zhou Han has been investing with his stepfather, so he knows a little bit about it, and he probably checked it from Du Niang now.

"Well. This is indeed a big company, and it's formal." In his heart, he actually wanted to go to Huaying, because Lu Yueyang signed Huaying, but they basically didn't sign singers.

Xing Yun is already the highest starting point in the industry, and he has no reason to refuse.

"I happen to have some cooperation with the chairman of Nebula's board of directors. We have dinner and chat together in the evening. You also happen to listen to him talk about the industry's prospects." Zhou Jianglin said.

He nodded: "Well, good."

Zhou Jianglin continued: "Also, the dinner at AceLounge will start at [-] o'clock in the evening. I have invited some producers and managers from their company. At that time, you young people will exchange contact information and get together in private. asked."

He said seriously: "I know."

"No matter what industry it is, it's not a bad thing to know more friends." Zhou Jianglin rarely spoke to him in an educational tone, and today was an exception.

"Thank you dad."

"Don't thank me in advance, before it's time to thank you, you go to the piano room to have a look." Zhou Jianglin said with a relaxed expression after changing his previous seriousness.

He froze for a moment, Zhou Jianglin stood up, pushed open the door and said, "Come on, I don't know if it's adjusted now, your mother is watching over there."

The two came to the piano room on the third floor. Fang Qingyi was leaning against the door frame. Seeing them coming, she pulled him and said happily, "Baby, your father gave you a birthday present. Let's see if you like it."

A brand-new grand piano is placed in the center of the piano room, with a walnut body and exquisite workmanship. The tuner is doing the final adjustment: "You have to wait a little longer."

His eyes lit up, he took two steps forward, and caressed the keyboard obsessively.He recognized this piano, which was sold at this year's French auction.

This piano is called "Dreamer's Melody". It is the last work of master luthier Luther in his later years. It took 3 years to complete. The workmanship is so exquisite that it is not only a musical instrument, but also a work of art.

The body of the piano is engraved with "You may say I'madreamer", you can say that I am a dreamer.

"Do you like it?" Fang Qingyi asked.

He was a little choked up, and he liked it so much, he didn't even feel unfamiliar with this piano, like an old buddy who hadn't seen it for a long time standing in front of him.

"Okay, you two stay here and watch. I'll go to the company first and have dinner at Chengtai restaurant at 05:30 in the evening." Zhou Jianglin was stopped when he was about to leave.

"dad."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

Zhou Jianglin waved his hand and left.

Fang Qingyi touched her son's hair on tiptoe in relief, and said, "It will take a while, I'll be watching here, did you have an appointment with your gang of cronies at noon, if you are in a hurry, go first."

"I'm not in a hurry." He was a little reluctant to leave, wanting to appreciate it for a while longer.

At this time, the downstairs doorbell rang, Fang Qingyi raised her chin to let him go downstairs to have a look.

When he went down to the first floor, the servant had already opened the door, and a small cutie was changing shoes at the entrance. Seeing him coming, he exaggeratedly shouted: "Hey, my young master!"

This is his childhood friend, Wang Xiaoyi.

"Why are you here so early? Didn't I tell you it's eight o'clock in the evening?" He glanced at Wang Xiaoyi, not entertaining him, and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of soda.

"Master, I just came to see our mother. You said that 22 years ago today, it was not easy for our mother to give birth to you. I don't..."

"What's wrong with you?" Fang Qingyi smiled and walked down from upstairs.

Wang Xiaoyi was taken aback, smiled and shook a box of things in his hand, and said, "Sister Qingyi, this is the ham I airlifted for you from Spain. It just arrived yesterday, and today I said to send it to you as soon as possible."

Sister Qingyi called her mother flatteredly: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth, last night - why did you go? This one got too drunk and was dragged back by Xiaohan." She tapped her son with her chin.

"Hey, it's not like everyone was happy last night, and it was a holiday, so we drank two more glasses. Sister Qingyi, don't worry, we are still children, and we went to a serious KTV." Wang Xiaoyi, a 1.8-meter King Kong barbie, said Being a kid myself was such a drama.

"You two talk, I'll make dessert for you." Fang Qingyi ordered the servant again: "Xiao Zhu, help me take out the canned lychees and cherry tomatoes."

"You see, it's time for me to come here, I'm lucky." Wang Xiaoyi said.

When Fang Qingyi entered the kitchen, he kicked Wang Xiaoyi's ass, "Why are you talking so much?"

"Am I talking more or Liang Xu talking more?"

"you."

Wang Xiaoyi curled his lips and said: "You said Liang Xu is not a real person, we had a small party yesterday, he is good, and he left early, I don't know why."

"What else can he do at night." He, Wang Xiaoyi and Liang Xu have played together since they were young. The mother of the three is a comrade in arms in an art troupe. They are also of the same age, so it is easy to play together.

He knew about Liang Xu, so he had nothing to say to him, but because he was handsome, his private life was chaotic, men and women were not taboo, and meat and vegetables were not taboo.

He can flirt with eating, flirt with work, flirt with fitness, flirt with singing, no matter what he does, as long as he thinks, he can emit hormones anytime and anywhere, which can be said to be very insane.

"What do you think I am worse than him? Why don't I even have a romantic partner." Wang Xiaoyi was not convinced.

"His flirting is instinct, you are skill, what do you think is worse, can it be compared with the natural one?" That is to say, growing up together can bear Liang Xu's flirtatiousness, otherwise he must avoid this kind of scumbag.

"Oh, by the way, just before entering the door, Qiao Shiyu's assistant sent me a text message, saying that he drank into the hospital last night." Wang Xiaoyi suddenly said: "No, I have to harass Liang Xu."

"Who is Teacher Qiao with? This is so hard work." He felt that it would not be a problem even if he didn't have a resident singer. It would be icing on the cake if Teacher Qiao came, and it didn't matter if he didn't come.He was just curious that Qiao Shiyu didn't have the kind of aggressive personality to drink himself into the hospital, he must have met someone or something, it was too unusual.

"I guess he's going to be the producer of variety shows next year, otherwise what else can he do. If he doesn't grasp the last straw, I think he will be completely cold." In fact, Wang Xiaoyi's attitude is already very common, singer or As long as the actor's glory is gone, no one cares whether you are an old artist or not, and you will be treated as old-fashioned.

"Then you can figure it out. Zhou Han will entrust you with this matter. If the performance fails, I'll see how you explain it." He laughed.

Zhou Jianglin entrusted Zhou Han to organize the dinner. It was Zhou Han who decided where to book, who to invite, and what performances to add to the fun.Of course, his brother is in charge of the overall situation. Specifically, he is responsible for spending money, and the details must be left to the secretary.

Two days ago, Wang Xiaoyi came to the house for dinner, and just started chatting, so he took over the band's resident singing, thinking that the fat water would not flow to outsiders, the band is his acquaintance, even if Qiao Shiyu is him, he has to call "Big Brother" Relationship.

Who knew that when he got up in the morning and gave him this one, he was caught off guard.

"It really doesn't matter if there are singers or not."

"That won't work, the money has been collected, what's the matter if there are no singing singers, don't I have no credibility with your brother?"

He said in his heart that you never had credit with my brother, let alone you, I didn't even have one.

"I'll make a call to Liang Xu." Wang Xiaoyi dialed the phone, and it was disconnected after two beeps, "Hey, why did you hang up on me?"

He shrugged and said he didn't know.

Wang Xiaoyi frowned suddenly, and said, "Damn it, don't disturb his good work, he's really good this morning."

"Do you know whether he can do it or not?"

"You can't make him so comfortable, just think about it and get angry." Wang Xiaoyi persevered and dialed out again.

Finally got through, Wang Xiaoyi turned on the receiver very loudly, and Liang Xu's very impatient voice came from inside: "What are you doing?"

This is really not a good thing!

"Old Liang, do you know that Qiao Shiyu got drunk in the hospital yesterday and won't be able to come today?" Wang Xiaoyi said seriously.

"Then what's the use of telling me?"

"Can you find a temporary rescuer? The salary is 10, what a fat job!"

"Okay, okay, I'll find it for you, and I'll send you a copy of the playlist."

"Then I'll send you a WeChat message later, by the way, do you want to have dinner together at noon?"

"No, I'll go early at night, um..."

"I*, what are you doing! It's early in the morning! You are too beastly!"

"It's nothing, that's all, let's talk about it tonight."

"Hey, I said which girl did you bring last night?" Wang Xiaoyi was about to gossip, but when he heard the beeping sound from the other side, he turned his head and shrugged and said to him, "Hang up."

"What is he doing?" He was a little curious. Recently, Liang Xu was really not normal. He rarely appeared in group gatherings, and even if he came, he would leave early.

"Go to sleep, I just heard something vaguely."

"what sound?"

"It's an exciting voice, what else can it be?" Wang Xiaoyi gave him a blank look.

"Do you know who he's been with lately?" he asked.

"A while ago I heard him say that he met someone in a bar. It seems to be a resident singer. I guess I should go with that." Wang Xiaoyi said indignantly: "I can't meet girls even if I open a lambor, he wants to climb in Can make an appointment with a gun, what kind of world."

"No wonder you asked Lao Liang for help!" He suddenly realized: "You are really a thief."

Wang Xiaoyi smirked: "Think about it, how many times has he let our pigeons go in the past two months, who the hell is the one who made us so confused by Mr. Liang? It's the mules or horses that can't be pulled out for a walk, you say yes That's not the reason."

"Don't make a fuss, what if he is serious this time."

"Seriously?! Is it possible!"

He thought for a moment and shook his head: "Impossible."

In Liang Xu's character, the word "seriousness" was not invented, and the whole story is only about nonsense.Liang Xu's theory is to hurry up and play with life while he is young, but they have been persuading him to be careful not to be played with by life when he is old.

Fang Qingyi served the two of them lychee syrup, Wang Xiaoyi loved it so much that he drank three bowls in a row, and kept saying, "Hey, as expected of a rich family, you can still eat lychees in winter."

He said blankly at the side: "This is canned food."

"..." Wang Xiaoyi hiccupped embarrassingly, and changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, are you going to your brother's banquet list this afternoon?"

He nodded.

Zhou Han told him that the list had been sorted out a week ago, let him see if there was anything else to be changed, and let him go ahead.He never went, and his brother never urged him again.In fact, what's the use of him reading it? This list was invited by his brother's secretary according to the all-star lineup, so what can he say?

Wang Xiaoyi picked up an apple on the table and began to chew, seemingly casually suggested: "How about I accompany you in the afternoon?"

He thought it was amused: "You are in publicity and distribution, and my brother is in finance. What do you always think about getting close to him?"

Being guessed, Wang Xiaoyi also confessed: "If I can really get close to - your brother, what else will I announce!"

"Okay, then wait for me to change my clothes, and I'll go straight to dinner at night." He agreed.

After a while, when he came down from upstairs in white clothes, Wang Xiaoyi whistled and said he was too handsome.

Zhou Han's company is located on the [-]th floor of the tallest landmark building in Yancheng CBD. He felt that Zhou Han's secretary must have booked all the dinners downstairs for the convenience of their little Mr. Zhou.

Stepping into the big glass door of the company, I saw the words "Hansheng Capital". At the beginning of its establishment, I heard that Zhou Jianglin gave his brother a nine-figure number to set up this private equity investment company. This is much bigger, and it was earned by Zhou Han himself by forming a team.

The whole company has developed to the present, and there are less than 50 people including the tea girl and the sweeping lady, but it occupies a place in the top ten PE companies in the country.

The number of times he has come to Hansheng Capital can be counted on one hand. The strange thing is that every time the front desk is not the same person, but without exception, his chest is high and his legs are long and wavy. Although he has never heard of Zhou Han having a girlfriend or anything , but based on this alone, his brother is undoubtedly a straight man with aesthetics.

Fang Qingyi always asked Zhou Han if he wanted to introduce a girlfriend to him. The girls in the song and dance troupe were innocent and beautiful, but Zhou Han interrupted and fooled them. Haven't you had a few girlfriends? I just don't want my family to know.

The front desk led them to the reception room, and Wang Xiaoyi's eyes were already glued to him.

He sighed and said, "Can you be a little promising?"

"I can't, look at that leg! Alas! It's nice to be rich! Look at the one in our company, there is no harm without comparison!" Wang Xiaoyi slapped his thigh in regret.

"Isn't the aunt at the front desk of your company also part-time attendance and cashier?" Wang Xiaoyi's company often fools around.

"Stop talking, the more you talk, the sadder you will be."

"What hurts?" It was a very magnetic and thick voice.

"Brother!" He hurriedly called out, and then said, "I didn't disturb your work."

Zhou Han unbuttoned his suit, smoothed his tie on his chest, sat down and said, "It's not too late."

The secretary knocked on the door and came in, handed him a document, and said, "This is the dinner party process, and there is a list of the guests, and the last column is the company and position. You can see if there is any problem."

He took it and flipped through it roughly. The process was very simple. Zhou Jianglin had a polite speech with him, and there was also a lottery session, with more than a dozen fruit machines, fruit computers and so on.The list of banquet guests is mainly from the media, and there are not many celebrity singers, so there is no Lu Yueyang who he misses so much.For him, it would be the same to invite anyone without Lu Yueyang. He nodded sincerely to Zhou Han and said, "No problem, thank you brother, you have bothered about my affairs."

"We're having dinner at the Chengtai Restaurant downstairs at night. Dad invited Chu Qianyun, the boss of Nebula, to come over. Let's talk together then." Zhou Han kept his phone on and placed it on the table as he spoke, and glanced at the stock index from time to time.

He hummed.

In fact, Zhou Han is only two years older than him, but he looks much more stable than him, with a tall stature, plus he wears suits and leather shoes to work every day, showing a more mature demeanor.

He likes men, but Xiao never thinks about Zhou Han.His elder brother went to study in the UK since high school and did not come back until he graduated from Carton Business School with an MBA the year before last. They have not lived together under the same roof for a long time.However, Zhou Han has a lukewarm attitude towards everyone. The etiquette is up, but the emotion is not. There is always a sense of alienation.

"Are you going home in the afternoon? If you have nothing else to do, you can rest with me for a while and go to dinner together in the evening." Zhou Han glanced at Wang Xiaoyi again, and before he could speak, Wang Xiaoyi reported cautiously: "I'll go first in the afternoon Take a look at the arrangement on the spot, and keep an eye on the work, brother, don't worry."

Zhou Han said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work, I didn't have time to thank you last week, and I will treat you to dinner when you have time."

Zhou Han got up and fastened the first button of his suit, which outlined a tight and fit waistline. He picked up his mobile phone and said, "Okay, I have a meeting right away, and the assistant will take you to the lounge."

"You go ahead! We can take care of ourselves." Wang Xiaoyi smiled.

The two were taken to the lounge, and he found a sofa and collapsed. Wang Xiaoyi took two cans of Coke out of the refrigerator, threw one to him, and said, "Your brother's Coke is a limited edition of 19 yuan and 9 cans. It's too extravagant."

"What did you just say about last week?"

"Oh, isn't this an outdoor announcement from Hua Ying? The list is relatively large. I haven't recovered the money from the last few projects. There is a problem with the company's turnover, so I will ask your brother to borrow some money." Wang Xiaoyi was a little frustrated. To save face, he smiled, and said:

"Don't get me wrong, your brother also led a team of lawyers to evaluate our contract with Huaying before borrowing it. Your brother is so smart that he definitely won't do business at a loss."

Of course Zhou Han would not lose money. He was afraid that Wang Xiaoyi would be sold to help count the money, so he couldn't help reminding: "You know my brother is smart, so take it easy."

"I see." Wang Xiaoyi downed a can of Coke in one breath: "You can rest here, I'll go and see the venue, I'll take care of the dinner myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

After Wang Xiaoyi left, he pinched his brows and lay down flat. Last night's hangover made him sleepy again. He fell asleep with a pillow in his arms. After that, it's not cold anymore.

When he fell asleep and woke up naturally, it was already night. He stretched comfortably, and the blanket covering his body slipped to the ground. He got up, thinking that his brother's assistant probably covered him when he fell asleep. .The people his brother employs have always been like this, meticulous and comprehensive.

While he was in a daze, the lounge door opened, and Zhou Han walked in in a different suit. He said it was a suit, but it was actually a little more floral than the previous suit, which was very low-key.

"Brother, shall we go now?" He rubbed his eyes and asked.

Zhou Han sat by the table, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and shook it: "Do you mind?"

He shook his head. He knew that Zhou Han was under a lot of pressure at work. Sometimes he could smoke half a pack of cigarettes while having a conference call in his study at home;So he and Fang Qingyi seldom went to the study room, they both had a very sensitive sense of smell, and felt that the choking smell permeating there could not go away at all.

After a cigarette, he had already rested, and both of them had their coats in their hands, so there was no need to go outdoors for dinner or dinner.

He and Zhou Han came to the reserved private room of the restaurant, Zhou Jianglin and Fang Qingyi also came in hand in hand in formal attire, followed by Xingyun's boss Chu Qianyun, the three sat down talking and laughing.

"Come on, you two come here, this is your Uncle Chu." Zhou Jianglin introduced.

Chu Qianyun is four or five years younger than Zhou Jianglin. She looks in her early forties. Although she is not particularly tall, she is very stylish. She is wearing a Chinese-style casual outfit—this is the standard equipment for cultural people in the circle.

Chu Qianyun shook hands with him and Zhou Han with a smile, and said: "Father Tiger has no sons. I have heard that the two sons are dragons and phoenixes, and Mr. Zhou has educated them well."

Because of him, Chu Qianyun didn't say that Zhou Jianglin had a good inheritance, and basically everyone knew about Zhou Jianglin's rich family gossip.

During the dinner, he and his mother made two perfect vases, eating and laughing with them.Zhou Jianglin didn't talk much about his debut as a singer, but told Zhou Han about the details of Nebula Records' launch, and Hansheng Capital wanted to intervene.

In Zhou Jianglin's eyes, capital operation is the most important thing. Singing and becoming a star like him is just for fun, and has never been taken seriously.

After drinking for three rounds and eating a meal, Zhou Jiang faced one brother on the left and the other on the right. Chu Qianyun also enjoyed it, and the relationship between the two became much closer. If it wasn't for Fang Qingyi sitting next to him, they might have talked more openly , female stars, male stars, etc., they have no control over their mouths.

"Let's go, I booked a place next to it, and we will go to have fun with their young people." Zhou Jianglin talked well and was in a good mood.

Chu Qianyun's drinking capacity is average, after a few glasses of red wine, her face turned slightly red, and she said, "Brother Zhou, where do you want to go, I will accompany you."

"There are a few more people you'd like to meet," Zhou Jiang said.

"Who has such a big face that he can invite Brother Zhou?" This is also boasting himself in disguise.

"Liu Le and Qin Yingchuan, are you familiar?"

Of course I am familiar with it, how can I not be familiar with the tripartite companies in the entertainment industry!

Liu Le from Bliss, Qin Yingchuan from Huaying, and Chu Qianyun from Xingyun in front of you, the media industry forum may not be able to invite the three giants to sit on the same stage, but Zhou Jianglin only needs to use the banner of his stepson's birthday.

Several people came to AceLounge, got off the elevator, and as the protagonist of tonight, he was surrounded by friends and guests.

"Happy birthday, old man!" Liang Xu finally showed up, patting him on the shoulder and saying.

"I thought I couldn't invite you to grow old tonight."

"Then where can it be? It doesn't matter what day it is."

"It's not important for a co-author to make an appointment with you, you can come late and leave early, right?" He ran on.

Liang Xu was not a fuel-efficient lamp either, and said, "Don't talk about that on the big day, hey, be careful under your feet, why are there so many roses here?"

He said angrily: "What a happy day, I'm celebrating my birthday and not getting married!"

"same."

"Same as your sister!"

After entering the gate, Zhou Jianglin stood in the center of the hall and gave a simple speech with a microphone: "Welcome everyone, today is Gouzi's 22nd birthday." He pulled him by his side, patted him on the shoulder and continued: "There is another He graduated from the Performance Department of the Conservatory of Music in the semester. Xingyun has a good eye and is already negotiating with him about signing a contract. He has been a very talented child since he was a child. I don’t ask him to be a dragon and phoenix in adulthood, but I sincerely hope that he can be happy. And make greater achievements in the future work.”

Because this is an informal private gathering, the atmosphere is relatively active. Several friends of Zhou Jianglin's work shouted below:

"My son is so handsome!"

"My mother is beautiful!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." The following has already coaxed Mr. and Mrs. Zhou, who are usually aloof.

Zhou Jianglin suppressed a smile and said, "Your sister-in-law must be beautiful, so you don't have to worry about that."

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There were boos and laughter.

Fang Qingyi pretended to be shy and arched Zhou Jianglin with her elbow, and Zhou Jianglin took advantage of the situation to hug his wife's waist.

"Today we also imitate foreigners to celebrate Christmas. Please don't be cautious and enjoy it to the fullest."

With cheers and applause, the party started.

Zhou Jianglin bowed his head and whispered to Fang Qingyi: "I'm going to the private room to discuss matters, you can entertain the guests for me outside."

Fang Qingyi whispered tacitly with a smile: "Well, you go."

"Zhou Han, come here." Zhou Jianglin called Zhou Han, and stretched out his palm as a gesture of invitation, "Brother Chu, President Liu, and President Qin, we are here."

Then these people walked towards the private room, and after entering, there were two bodyguards guarding the door.

The jazz-style performance started, Fang Qingyi led him to meet many high-level executives of Xingyun, and after they finished greeting each other, it was already 10 o'clock.

He glanced in the direction of the private room, and those few people still didn't seem to come out.

"Go and play with your friends, it's nothing to worry about." Fang Qingyi patted his head lovingly, with pride in her eyes, and murmured: "My son has really grown up."

"If you're tired, go to the lounge to rest." He persuaded.

"You look down on your mother too much. I didn't miss you when I sang for three hours." Fang Qingyi picked up a glass of champagne and went to find her comrades.

He came to Liang Xu and Wang Xiaoyi who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"The young master is finally willing to pamper us?" Wang Xiaoyi teased.

He asked the bartender for a bottle of soda, drank half of the bottle, took out a stack of name tags from his pocket, and spread them out in his hands, saying, "I can't even match the name of the person or the business card."

Liang Xu took a sip of wine: "Ahem! Your mother will beat you if she hears it."

He shrugged and said that I didn't want to either. Apart from being sensitive to the staves, he couldn't remember anything else, especially face blindness, which was very serious.

Wang Xiaoyi winked at him from the side, implying that he was looking at the band. He remembered Wang Xiaoyi's guess that the resident singer might be Liang Xuxianghao, and after knowing it, he looked towards the small stage in the corner.

A young boy in black is singing with great enthusiasm. His tone is very clear, but he doesn’t know whether it’s because he lacks energy or his basic skills are not solid. The originally characteristic voice is not brilliant at all. It is suitable for the background music of the orchestra, but it cannot be changed. too much.He changed his mind and thought again, he was already at the level of resident singing, but he was too demanding.

But compared to his voice, his looks are amazing. Although he doesn't look like a mountain in the shadow of the corner, but if you take a closer look, you will feel that this boy is too charming, and his eyebrows and eyes seem to be inadvertently No wonder it's Liang Xu's job to tease others, he understood it.

He and Wang Xiaoyi just wanted to tease Liang Xu, but when Liang Xu greeted a beautiful woman passing by, they flirted like no one else, leaving him no chance to gossip.In front of other beautiful women, he couldn't ask any questions.

Liang Xu had already seen that these two good friends were up to no good. He didn't want to be caught talking about it, so he simply didn't even look at the stage, and even flirted with a girl.Tonight, he can only neglect his little Nightingale, what can he do.

It was almost midnight, some of these people were chatting and drinking, and they were not very relaxed when there were outsiders. He glanced into the private room from time to time, but there was no movement.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoyi dragged him to the band, borrowed the resident microphone and threw it to him, asking him to play a song.They are all a little drunk, Wang Xiaoyi thinks that he is borrowing the microphone, and in the eyes of others, it is nothing to snatch it.