Rebirth of the little overlord in the entertainment industry

In the recording studio, Ye Nianning was sitting on a chair wearing earphones, humming an unknown tune, with his legs resting on the table, with a pen and paper in his hand, writing a few words from time to time.

He actually wanted to hand over the song he had written in his previous life but hadn't released yet, but after thinking about it, he felt that the song still had a lot of shortcomings, so he had to overturn it and re-edit it.

Bang!

There was a lot of movement, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

bang bang bang bang!

There were two more sounds of things falling to the ground, mixed with violent noise.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door, and Ye Nianning shouted, "Come in!"

"Nian Nian, go out and take a look, Du Ruo brought a group of reporters to the door." Assistant Chen Yuer said to Ye Nianning anxiously.

Ye Nianning stood up abruptly, put down the earphones, pen and paper, and followed Chen Yuer outside, asking, "What is Song Ziqian doing?"

"It should be arguing with Du Ruo."

"Arguing? He still quarrels? Did he win the quarrel?"

Chen Yuer saw that Ye Nianning was not in a hurry, but was still in high spirits, and complained in his heart: It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry!

"I don't know yet. It should be that the winner has not been decided yet."

Ye Nianning nodded and quickened his pace. When the two of them reached the outside office area, Song Ziqian was still in a stalemate with Du Ruo. Several desks had been overturned, some computers had been dropped, and documents were scattered all over the place.

He took a deep breath, walked to the front of the crowd and shouted loudly: "Don't fucking make noise!"

Seeing the other party coming, the reporters rushed to take pictures with their cameras. Du Ruo snorted coldly at him, and said to him angrily, "Hey, the crown prince is here? You really deserve to be the crown prince, but it's really impressive!" We've been waiting for it!"

Ye Nianning rolled his eyes at Du Ruo, pulled Song Ziqian who was about to refute, behind him, and said to him, "I'm the one to quarrel."

Song Ziqian nodded, and obediently stood behind Ye Nianning.

Du Ruo glanced at the two of them, "It seems that you have a good relationship with your new manager. I never thought that someone like you would be willing to stand up for you."

"I paid them wages, so what if they stood up for me? They are not some white-eyed wolves who take other people's money and push others into the fire pit, and finally want to bite back. I don't know how those white-eyed wolves So, do you still live in this beautiful world? It would be a pity if you are still alive, I still think about the day when I can see their posthumous photos!"

Ye Nianning shrugged, with an indifferent look on her face, as if she wasn't scolding at all, but was talking about what to eat tonight.

"Ye Nianning, who the hell are you scolding?"

"I'm scolding you, why? Can't you hear it? Do you want me to scold you by name?"

"you..."

Du Ruo pointed at Ye Nianning and was speechless for a long time. He brought the reporter here today because he wanted the reporter to take pictures of Ye Nianning beating people in anger, and then spend money to let the reporter write a few black articles. Who would have thought that Ye Nianning would even curse at people today? They were all so calm, not at all like before, just a few words could ignite him.

"What about me? Did you bring so many reporters here to quarrel? Keep scolding me, let's see who scolds who!" Ye Nianning chuckled after speaking, walked up to the reporters and said, "What happened today is terrible. Report it truthfully, if I find out that any of you posted false posts, just wait to receive my lawyer's letter and block warning."

After being threatened, a group of reporters quickly nodded in agreement. What else could they do besides agreeing?Is it possible to lose the future of myself and my company for a broker who is about to be banned?

Ye Nianning smiled in satisfaction, then took out her mobile phone and dialed 110, "Hello, is this the police station? Someone is making trouble here and smashed a few computers in my studio. Please send someone over to deal with it."

"Where is the address of your studio?"

"At the rice cake studio at 21 Xinwu Street."

"Okay, we'll be right over here."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Nianning said to a group of reporters: "I don't make it difficult for you. If you want to watch the follow-up, you can go to the lounge for a while. If you don't want to watch it, just leave. As long as you don't disturb our work. Du Ruo, you can't Leave, you are the person involved, you have to pay some money if you drop these things of mine, right?"

Du Ruo's face turned blue and red, Ye Nianning just wanted to laugh out loud, but in order to maintain his image, he endured it.

He turned around blankly, and said to the dozen or so employees in the studio: "Put the dropped computer aside, pack everything up, and then continue working. Yuer, you have to keep these with you." The journalist friends who came down went to the lounge to rest for a while, they must be tired after standing for so long."

"Okay." Chen Yuer responded and led the group of reporters to the lounge. The rest of the people were also busy with their own activities. For a while, only Song Ziqian, Ye Nianning and Du Ruo were still standing there.

"Did you write a song in it just now?" Song Ziqian asked first.

Ye Nianning nodded, "The words are already written, I'll take them back and revise them later, and I should be able to make the song out if I stay up all night."

"Well, don't try too hard, just hand in the song within a week."

"Hey, didn't you just say you want me to submit the song as soon as possible? Why did you tell me not to fight?" Ye Nianning raised his eyebrows and joked.

Song Ziqian pretended to cough, then looked outside the door and said, "Your brother said that."

"You just listen to what my brother says? As expected of the president, he's really intimidating." Ye Nianning sighed casually, but didn't realize that Song Ziqian's ears were turning red when he heard these words.

The police uncle arrived very quickly, and arrived in 10 minutes. With all the physical and personal evidence, Du Ruo had no chance to argue even if he wanted to, so he paid Ye Nianning [-] on the spot.

This "war" finally came to a perfect end with Du Ruo's coaxing and leaving.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there is stillness.

Fushengji is one of the best restaurants in Kyoto. Although the price of the dishes is extremely high, every dish is really delicious. I heard that the chef's ancestors have been imperial chefs for eighteen generations, and this is really not a curse word. Fushengji's That's what it says on the official website.

Ye Nianning walked into Fushengji wearing a baseball cap. He is a frequent visitor here, so the waiter greeted him immediately with a smile as soon as he entered.

"Mr. Ye, is it still the old private room?" The waiter asked with a smile.

"Did someone named Shi Yanan come to book a private room with you?" Ye Nianning asked.

The waiter nodded and said: "Yes, that gentleman is in the 'alcohol white' private room, do you want me to take you there?"

"Okay, thank you!"

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