Reborn ghost superstar

He Jinglin was still wearing a well-pressed double-breasted suit with all the buttons up and a very neat tie. He exuded a meticulous majesty, and nodded politely to Jiang Feng.

Ordinary people always bring something when they visit a sick person. Wang Yan came to the door and brought vegetables and fruits (although they are all necessities of life, not a gift of condolences), but now Young Master He didn't bring any gifts. I only held a transparent hard-sided folder in my hand.In his opinion, it is obviously enough to send Wang Yan here specially.

Originally, if Jiang Feng had opened the door, he would have asked why he had come first before deciding whether to let him in or not.The so-called guard against others is indispensable, after all, he still doesn't understand his current situation.Moreover, Li Chengyue's blind admiration and maintenance of He Jinglin also made him feel uncomfortable-conquering people's hearts does not have to rely on sincerity, sometimes it can be done by skills. If the skills are used properly, the effect will be great. It's several times better than being honest with each other.

He has always disliked power tactics, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand.A person with the ability to sway other people's minds, whether malicious or not, is dangerous in some way.

But before he had time to speak, Wang Yan had already invited the big boss into the house, and was graciously serving tea and water to ask his health.He silently rolled his eyes helplessly, stood at the door from the bedroom to the living room, and looked at the two of them.

It was already time for Wang Yan to get off work. Now that the boss had arrived, she quickly packed her things and went home.Before leaving, he said goodbye to Jiang Feng very warmly, saying that he would come back tomorrow, which immediately froze the polite smile on Jiang Feng's face.

After seeing off Wang Yan, He Jinglin stood up from the sofa again, smiled just right, and reached out to Jiang Feng, "Hello, Wang Yan should have told you, I am He Jinglin."

"Mr. He, hello," Jiang Feng thought for a while, but he still didn't call him "Boss He" with a strong aura of local tyrants. He reached out to shake his hand, "I caused you trouble yesterday. I really It's nothing, the doctor also said that it's not serious, and there is no need to hire someone to accompany you. I am grateful for your kindness, but I still tell Sister Yan not to come here tomorrow."

"What? An Ge and his younger brother He Shengyu have been playing together since we were young, and I can be considered his half elder brother. What happened yesterday was that he was too nonsense. I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf."

He Jinglin led Jiang Feng to the sofa and sat down, acting casually and freely, as if he was the host and Jiang Feng was the guest.But Jiang Feng really didn't have any real feeling that this was his home, so he didn't mind it.

"About the settlement, as An Ge's agent, I have asked a lawyer to draft a settlement agreement today. If there is no problem, we will sign it now." He Jinglin said as he pulled out a thin stack of papers from the file folder. , and handed it to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took it over, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the social elites are efficient in handling things, and they don't procrastinate at all, but he also feels a little strange: If he and Chu Ange reconciled according to the verbal agreement, the agreement is full and it is enough to write a page and a half. The agreement looks like at least twenty pages?

Suspiciously, he started reading from the beginning.There were no problems at the beginning, but among the obligations he needed to undertake, there was one that required him to sign a contract with another brokerage company called "Yimei Culture".The next twenty or so pages are the contract specially drafted by Yimei Culture according to his situation and development goals. The contract period is 5 years, and it will take effect from the date of expiration of Jiang Feng's contract with the current economic company.

Jiang Feng read the twenty-odd pages of the contract very carefully, and it took him more than half an hour to finally finish reading it. Then he looked up at He Jinglin: "Mr. He...is this?"

"Are you satisfied? Yimei is owned by the He family, and I own 20% of the shares under my own name. Their current boss is my college classmate, and he is very reliable. When you sign up, the company will provide you with exclusive packaging and publicity The team, everything is done according to the highest standard, in one word - I want to make you popular."

He Jinglin's tone was very patient and affirmative, and he did not show any impatience because of Jiang Feng's slow reading speed.On the contrary, Jiang Feng was a little dizzy by the sudden development.Of course, he couldn't be so naive as to think that this was just walking in a small alley and bumping into a big nobleman. In the entertainment industry where unspoken rules prevail, a diamond-level rich man suddenly offered such a contract to a celebrity. It's hard to understand what it means to be a third-rate former artist who can't get up.

In this context, "I want to make you popular" is equivalent to "I want to support you", and people don't just say "I want to support you", that's so vulgar.

——But the problem is, didn't Li Chengyue keep saying that this Mr. He, He Dashao, He Nanshen, is an extremely decent person, with good conduct and clean conduct, and never plays this trick?

Jiang Feng raised his hand and rubbed his twitching forehead, "Mr. He... Let me ask a question. Don't blame me for not being smart enough. Are there some clauses... that were not written into this contract?"

"Don't you want to?" He Jinglin raised his eyebrows, his expression and tone were still very gentle, "I haven't paid much attention to the newcomers in the entertainment industry in the past few years. I heard from Shengyu that because your family broke up and had constant disputes when you were young, you were in school later. I was trampled on again, so after entering the circle, I behaved very well, and you would never refuse anything. Why, I have been out of the circle for too long and don't understand the market, so the price is not high enough?"

In fact, He Jinglin didn't have any sense of irony in his truth, it was just a light statement and a little bit of surprise.Jiang Feng could tell that what he said was the truth. Probably the original Jiang Feng had a very miserable experience, so he was willing to do anything in order to get ahead, and left the impression of being "obedient and docile" to the superior.If such a person suddenly asked about the clauses that were not written in the contract, the donor would naturally feel that the price he offered was not enough, and would not regard it as a rejection.

But these words were especially harsh to Jiang Feng now.What's more, he didn't want to be in charge as much as the original Jiang Feng.This is a rare opportunity for rebirth, he just wants to do what he likes as he pleases, and he doesn't want to be controlled by others because of this nurturing relationship.

He was silent for a while, sighed slightly, and thought of a statement that would never touch He Dashao Nilin: "Mr. Yes. It's just... I'm actually a little dissatisfied with myself for the past few years, and I really don't want to continue like this. To tell you the truth, I'm considering quitting the entertainment circle now, after all, I'm still at the age of school..."

He Jinglin waited for him to finish speaking, looked at him quietly for a while, and then laughed lightly, as if he heard some vulgar joke.Seeing that look, Jiang Feng's back shivered slightly - obviously the young master still felt that he was being hypocritical, and, obviously, the young master was a little angry...

"Jiang Feng, it seems that you really don't know. Let me remind you that you don't have any chips in your hand to negotiate a price with me. I don't know where you heard about this song "Black Hole", but since you know You should also know who the original author of this song is, An Ge can't win this lawsuit by himself, but if I come forward... what will happen?"

Jiang Feng's whole body froze on the spot at He Jinglin's words.With trembling lips, he repeated this sentence two or three times in his heart before he felt as if he understood the meaning of the whole sentence.

Is He Jinglin saying that he is the author of this song?

Back then, Jiang Feng and Xiaotouer sang on stage at the same bar, and formed a band because they were congenial, but neither of them knew the truth, they only matched by nickname.Strictly speaking, "Black Hole" is a work jointly created by the two, and of course the little boss also has the copyright.However, the current relationship between Jiang Feng and the original "Yufeng" is unclear. If one of the copyright owners sues him for plagiarism, he will still be unable to defend himself.

...Before, I just felt that they looked a little similar. Could it be that they were really partners from back then?

…Then, the brother who was laughing and laughing, hooking shoulders and shoulders together, drinking, singing and enjoying the crazy cheers and screams in the audience, is now threatening him with this indifferent and contemptuous tone?

He lowered his head and took a deep breath, only feeling uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't know what else to say.

"By the way, I have another interesting thing here." He Jinglin took out another page from the folder, "I sent you to the hospital yesterday, and the doctor detected a large amount of anesthetic in your blood. I also saw those needle holes. Tell me, if this laboratory report is in the hands of the police, will they be very interested in where you got these things from?"

Jiang Feng stood up abruptly, staring at He Jinglin, because his fists were clenched too tightly, his whole arm was trembling slightly.

He was never someone who would yield under threat, even if the result of resistance was his own destruction in the end.The water dragon raised in his heart by the Demon Lord Yanggu in the previous life couldn't hold him down. In this life, how old are you, He Jinglin?

"Mr. He...sorry, I'm a little tired and want to rest first, please come back. I'm sorry I can't sign this settlement agreement. If you and Mr. Chu want to fight the lawsuit to the end, I will accompany you to the end."

Jiang Feng's reaction was completely unexpected by He Jinglin.I thought he was a greedy person, coveting the strength of the He family and wanting to make a big deal, this is a little coercion.But he didn't expect that he would rather fight to the death than bow his head.

Before He Jinglin could speak, Jiang Feng had already walked to the door, opened the door, and made a "please" gesture.

"Mr. He, it's getting late, please go back. And Wang Yan, please don't come here again." Jiang Feng said coldly, when he met He Jinglin's surprised gaze, it happened to be the most innocent and happy time when there was only music , Scenes and scenes emerged in front of his eyes, making his throat suddenly tight.

Then, as if stimulated by his low mood, the water dragon jumped violently in his chest, giving him a very heavy blow.In the next moment, the severe pain as if being pierced by an electric current in his chest made him kneel up straight, holding his chest tightly, unable to even make a sound.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?!" The man's gentle voice, which had always been formulaic, was filled with undisguised anxiety and worry for the first time.That address and tone of voice are exactly the same as the fragments of memory——

——Xiaofeng, shall we form a band?