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...The merciless beating lasted for a long time before it stopped.

Those who strike are merciless, but they are very experienced, they are all gangsters, and they know how to beat people so that they will not be easily detected and injured. It seems that it is not serious, but it is enough to make people want to die.

The tattooed man leaned down, grabbed Li Daqiang by the collar, and picked him up.

He tapped Li Daqiang's finger full of blood holes, and then tapped his bruised eye corners, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You fell it by yourself at night, understand?"

Although Li Daqiang was bad, but at this time, he was not stupid enough to go home, and hurriedly cried and choked: "Understood, I, I fell by myself."

The tattooed man nodded in satisfaction, and a stack of photos appeared in his hand. Immediately, a younger brother took out a hidden flashlight and illuminated it for him.

"Come on, show me one by one. Is there anyone you know here? If you don't recognize someone you know, just keep calling, huh?"

Li Daqiang nodded desperately, crying, trying to open his bruised eyes wide, desperately trying to identify.

One after another, many unfamiliar faces flashed by, until the end, Li Daqiang didn't recognize anyone, seeing the men around him look more and more ferocious under the light of the flashlight, he was so frightened that he almost urinated .

Finally, when he was about to finish flipping through the last few sheets, he pointed at one excitedly and said in a trembling voice, "This, I know this person!"

The tattooed man picked up the photo slowly. In the photo, a middle-aged man was wearing glasses and his face was harsh.

"Oh, who is this man?"

"I, I don't know who he is." Li Daqiang whispered, "I was looking for my son outside the stadium, and this person found me and said he could tell me how to sue him."

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he finally guessed the real reason why these people beat him, and hurriedly begged and cried.

"Really! Cheng Yan is a child I raised anyway. There is no overnight feud. If this person hadn't provoked me, how could I have lost my head and done this?! You know, it was really this bad guy who instigated me !"

……

The next day, a call came to Lin Liekai's cell phone.

"Young Master Lin, we found it." The person on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice, "Li Daqiang pointed out that he is an agent of Chengyan Company, named Ouyang Lei, and the most famous artist under him is Zhou Yunying."

Lin Liekai sneered, with a look of evil on his stern face.

Sure enough, besides his peers, who else is going against someone like Cheng Yan who has no background and no enemies?

When an accident happened during the "Sensual Idol" show, it had to be investigated from the contestants. Now that the show is over, there are still people who will not let him go. The biggest possibility is the people from Chengyan Company.

Who blocked someone's way, who took someone's opportunity, it's nothing more than these shitty things.

Competition is unavoidable, but this kind of baseness and insidiousness is really breaking through the lower limit.

Thinking of Cheng Yan standing silently on the dock, the hostility in Lin Liekai's heart was like gasoline, spewing out suddenly, igniting the sky full of anger.

"Okay, thank you. My secretary will call you immediately." He hung up the phone resolutely and dialed Wang Ling.

"Is it difficult to mobilize resources to block a fellow broker?"

On the other side of the phone, Wang Ling seemed to have sensed the murderous intent, and replied cautiously: "...There is nothing you can't do, but it depends on how much money you have."

"Ha ha."

"Of course, your money is not a problem, so it's not difficult." Wang Ling quickly said, "I find someone to watch his resources every day, and any resources spend money to find connections. Just cut him off, and the artists under him are not working. , the agent will be abolished."

"Will the company fire him? Will the artists under him leave?" Lin Liekai asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course, who would date a manager who has no resources? Even if you had feelings in the past, you still have to think about your future, right?"

……

In the CEO's office of Yinxing Entertainment, Ouyang Lei forced a smile: "Mr. Huang, although Yunying has been in decline recently, it was because of Cheng Yanyang's illegal activities that killed him. This "Drunken Dance in Chang'an" was originally for him. Now I want to find Cheng Yan..."

Huang Qiwu frowned: "It's the same with anyone, as long as it's for the company to make money."

Ouyang Lei resentfully remained silent.

"By the way, Cheng Yan seems to have a bit of a temper, and Hu Fan can't suppress him." Huang Qiwu pondered, "I was thinking, why not replace Cheng Yan with your subordinates?"

Nowadays, it is not uncommon for those popular artists to tear up the company in turn, or even break the contract and change jobs.

Ouyang Lei was taken aback for a moment, and a look of joy quickly floated between his brows.

He aimed at Cheng Yan because he was afraid that he would steal the limelight from his artists and ruin his manager's commission. If he could be snatched away, then there would be no conflicts.

"Okay, I'll help Mr. Huang give him a good beat!" A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What kind of temper, haven't we dealt with it before? Just use some dirty tricks and keep him docile and obedient."

A child who has just signed a five-year contract, and this is just the beginning, if he dares to be disobedient, if he just throws out the trump card of Xue Zang, who will not be afraid?

Huang Qiwu smiled with satisfaction, Ouyang Lei was still caring, Hu Fan, that wooden stump, was always talking and acting towards those little artists under his command, as if he couldn't figure out who was paying his salary.

"Okay, then I'll ask Cheng Yan to come over and talk to him."

In the office on the next floor, Hu Fan was holding a large stack of documents and contracts spread out on the table.

"Xiaocheng, these are delivered in the past few days, and I have to cooperate with you." He counted them one by one, his eyes were a little bloodshot, and after several days of nights, he preliminarily screened the snowflake-like materials. "This is an invitation contract for variety shows, outdoor travel, music amateur competitions, and large-scale escape rooms."

Cheng Yan was sitting on the sofa. After long-term dance training, his sitting posture was different from ordinary people's, straight and straight.

He listened to Hu Fan's words quietly, without nodding his head immediately, nor showing surprise.

Hu Fan pointed to another pile of documents: "This is the script of a web drama and a TV drama, and the salary is quite good. I made a preliminary selection for you, and I have to exclude this first."

He picked out a script: "Although this "Drunken Dance in Chang'an" has the strongest lineup, it is also the most likely to explode, but I checked, and the original work has plagiarism disputes, so we can't touch it.

"This one is much better. The school idol drama, although it's the second male, is very easy to attract fans! The third one is about a boy from a small town who plays guitar in the band. It's very suitable for you, even if you don't know how to act It doesn't matter..."

Cheng Yan listened quietly, with long eyelashes covering his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes.When Hu Fan wanted to continue his explanation, he finally spoke.

"Brother Hu, wait a minute."

He looked at Hu Fan: "Did the company listen to the demo songs I submitted last time? Do you have any ideas? Can you release an EP first? It doesn't need many, just four or five songs. It's not difficult to do. I I know that making records may not make money, but I also have the same confidence that I will never lose money."

Hu Fan looked at Cheng Yan in embarrassment, and sighed softly.

How could he not know what Cheng Yan really loves?

But to be honest, the record industry is really in a downturn right now. Even if it's an instant hit like Cheng Yan, who is also a traffic idol, if only fans pay the bill, no one can guarantee how much money they can make from records.

Compared with film and television dramas that can make a lot of money, or variety shows that can quickly attract popularity, it is really the next choice.

He communicated with Huang Wuqi many times these days, and told Cheng Yan what he wanted to make a record, but he was taught a lesson.

"Singing? Can you eat while singing? Do you know how much money Zhou Yunying has made for the company in the past two years?" Huang Wuqi patted the table in the office, "As long as Ouyang Lei is half awake, you won't So far, I have not brought out a decent artist!"

Just as he was about to explain, Hu Fan's phone rang, and when he got through, he pointed to Cheng Yan upstairs: "President Huang told you to go."

……

Cheng Yan pushed Huang Qiwu's office away, and saw Ouyang Lei sitting in it head-on, looking at him with a smile uncharacteristically.

He glanced at Ouyang Lei lightly, ignored him, and nodded at Huang Qiwu: "Mr. Huang, are you looking for me?"

A kind smile floated on Huang Wuqi's face: "Xiao Cheng, from today onwards, your agent will be replaced by Ouyang. He has old qualifications and extensive contacts and resources. He will take good care of your business in the future."

Cheng Yan suddenly raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "...I'm sorry, Brother Hu and I have cooperated very well. He has always taken good care of me, and I am very grateful to him."

Ouyang Lei still had a smile on his face, he didn't express his opinion, but there was a glint of coldness in his eyes.

I don't know how to praise things, wait until he is under his command, let's see how he can deal with him!

Huang Wuqi's face darkened, and he was a little irritable: Sure enough, this little guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If it were someone else, he would wish to be under the hands of a big manager like Ouyang Lei!

"You are still young and easy to act emotionally, so don't make up your own mind." He sternly said, "Only by listening to the company's arrangement can we go far, understand?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head: "Sorry, I still want to follow Brother Hu."

Huang Qiwu was about to get angry, but Ouyang Lei smiled and said, "Xiaocheng, the company is starting from the most beneficial angle for you, you have to trust me."

Cheng Yan turned to look at him, with a calm expression: "Manager Ouyang doesn't know me well, and he has always disliked me. Since we see each other and hate each other, being together will definitely affect our cooperation, so why force it?"

Ouyang Lei's heart trembled, it was strange, although this child had little contact with him, he still knew the basic manners, why is he so aggressive today?

He narrowed his eyes: "Emotions can be cultivated slowly. Don't worry, I will take you with me, and I will definitely make you delicious and spicy. Wouldn't it be better than you hanged at Hu Fan's place?"

Cheng Yan stared at him with eyes as deep as ancient pools.

Although his eyes were clear and quiet, there was a very strange expression, like patience, but also like sarcasm.

"I'm sorry, I'd rather follow Brother Hu to eat chaff and swallow vegetables than to make a fortune with you." There was a sneer on his white as jade face, soft but tough.

Ouyang Lei finally stopped hiding the anger in his eyes, and sneered: "Why, your wings are stiff, and you dare to openly defy the company's arrangement? Don't forget the contract, you have no right to make your own decisions!"

Huang Qiwu said nothing, his eyes lowered.That's right, give a little bit of power, and use grace together, to subdue this thorny head.

Cheng Yan glanced at Huang Qiwu lightly, knowing it in his heart, he smiled lightly, and suddenly asked: "Does Manager Ouyang know Li Daqiang? Or, know Jimmy?"

! ? ... Ouyang Lei was so shocked that he didn't dare to refute immediately.

There was only one thought in his mind: Cheng Yan knew it!

Cheng Yan looked coldly at his flustered face for a moment, without saying a word.

Just last night, he received a text message from Lin Liekai, only one line.

"It was Ouyang Lei who pushed Li Daqiang to sue you behind your back."

Although there was no explanation, Cheng Yan believed 100% that Lin Liekai didn't have full evidence, so he would never talk nonsense.

Rethinking the initial experience of my own body, the ugly makeup that killed the original owner, the vicious behavior of buying Jimmy for 10 yuan, who did it, is ready to be revealed.

Huang Wuqi looked at them suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Ouyang Lei was startled, and hurriedly called: "I don't know them, have you heard some rumors, right? Hu Fan is talking nonsense, you are young, don't be provoked!"

Suddenly, the phone on Huang Qiwu's desk rang

"Mr. Huang, it's not good." The employees of the legal department were a little panicked, "This morning, we received verbal notifications from four companies, all of which were contracts that had already been negotiated, and now they all renege on the contracts."

Huang Wuqi's eyelids twitched: "What? Are all the contracts gone?"

"Zhou Yunying signed two endorsement contracts, there is also Fang Xiao's variety show guest contract, and the other is Zhang Xiaofeng's male number three TV series."

Huang Wuqi's complexion was extremely bad. He was prepared for Zhou Yunying's sharp decline in popularity recently. After all, he is notorious now, but why are the other two so unlucky?

On the phone, the staff of the legal department suddenly exclaimed again: "Mr. Huang! I just received another contract that has already been signed, and he wants to break the contract. He said that he would rather pay compensation! Also, he also said... as long as Ouyang brother brings artist, I will no longer want it in the future!"

Huang Wuqi stood up suddenly, and finally realized at this moment: The contracts of these artists are all under Ouyang Lei's subordinates, and they are still the most profitable ones!

"What do they mean? They're not dissatisfied with the artists, but have something to do with Manager Ouyang?" He was shocked and puzzled.

Ouyang Lei listened to Huang Qiwu's words in astonishment, and felt a bad premonition in his heart. At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Brother Ouyang, have you offended someone special?" On the other side of the phone is an entertainment self-media he often cooperates with. It's unlucky to be together!"

Ouyang Lei's eyes darkened, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead: "You, is the news you said accurate? How can there be such a powerful person, even if there is, they will not target people like me!"

"I really can't say this well, so I will remind you quietly. You can inquire for yourself and see if you can reconcile with him. I think the other party is very powerful!"

Ouyang Lei listened blankly to the busy tone that hung up in a hurry, and looked blankly at Huang Qiwu.

With a sullen face, Huang Qiwu made several phone calls in a row, and every time he made a call, his face became more ugly.

Finally, he looked at Ouyang Lei and burst into anger: "Ouyang Lei, what good deeds have you done?! The news I asked here said that as long as you bring artists, no one is willing to cooperate!"

"I, I really don't know." Ouyang Lei took a staggered step and slumped on the chair.

What exactly happened here?Did he offend some kind of person who covered the sky with his hands and eyes, but didn't realize it at all? ...

Huang Qiwu looked at him, upset.

Glancing at Cheng Yan, he was upset: "It's alright, alright, you just follow Hu Fan!"

……

Outside, Hu Fan looked at Cheng Yan worriedly: "How about it, what did Boss Huang ask you to do?"

Cheng Yan sat down leisurely, and raised his eyebrows: "He asked me to change managers at first, saying that he asked Ouyang Lei to take me."

Hu Fan was taken aback for a moment, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.That's right... It is indeed better to follow Ouyang Lei than to follow him.

"But I told him, I won't do it." Cheng Yan looked at him mischievously, "And I see that Ouyang Lei seems to have encountered some troubles, and he has no face to take over from me."

Hu Fan suddenly felt his eyes a little sore.

"You child, why are you so stupid?"

With my own ability, I really can't help him. Although I have tried my best to help Cheng Yan win the record, but I am not optimistic at all.

Cheng Yan smiled, but didn't answer. After living all these years, he can still tell who is good to him and who is bad to him.

When he had just come back from rebirth, before he showed any talent, Hu Fan was able to lend him so much money without hesitation. He couldn't just turn around and forget about this kind of affection.

After contemplating for a while, he suddenly said: "By the way, Brother Hu, Mr. Huang is not willing to spend money to make an album for me. I want to do it myself."

Hu Fan was taken aback: "How do you do it yourself?"

"I write the lyrics, compose and arrange the music myself, without spending any money." Cheng Yan's starry eyes sparkled, and he didn't care at all. What are you doing?"

"This..." Hu Fan was a little silly, is there such a thing?

"But even if you do it well, you don't have the right to distribute it privately?"

Cheng Yan asked back: "Who said I want to publish it myself? Am I not good at my hobbies?"

He smiled mischievously at Hu Fan: "Big deal, I'll wait a few years and bring the copyright to the new company. At that time, Brother Hu, let's change jobs together!"

……

On the weekend, Lin Liekai drove the car by himself and returned to the mansion where his parents lived in the outskirts of the city.

The Lin family has been in business for many years, and their ancestors were a prominent family before liberation. They had ancestral properties overseas. After the reform and opening up, the family quickly returned to China and took root in the mainland.

Father Lin has an iron fist and strong business acumen. Relying on his ancestral property, he seized the opportunity of the reform and opening up from the very beginning. He started his business with construction, and soon developed a huge business empire. In addition to residential real estate, Major scenic spots across the country have aggressively acquired land, and signed contracts with the local government for gold hotel land early on, and participated in a large number of tourism developments. Today, the business empire has been involved in many businesses.

The Lin family's wealth is not only due to Lin's father's ability, but also because of the Lin family's marriage partner.

Lin Liekai's mother was named Xiao Ya, and her natal family was well-to-do. She was a well-known lady in Yanjing. With the help of the parents of both parties, the two were arranged into a family marriage when they were young.

But Xiao Ya's body is a bit weak, and she finally gave birth to her only son, Lin Lie Kai, in her 30s. Naturally, the whole family loves and cherishes her dearly.

Fortunately, Lin's father has always been strict with himself, and Lin's mother is gentle, virtuous, well-educated and reasonable. Although she is the only son, she did not really raise the child into a playboy. Lin Liekai was a standard character until he was a teenager. Excellent in learning, sensible and intelligent.

Then suddenly came the period of rebellion, not only rebelled vigorously, but also did some earth-shattering things, directly enraged Lin's father into a thunderbolt, and washed Lin's mother's heart into tears for a long time.

Until so many years after he grew up, the rebellious period of the only son did not seem to be completely over.Although he took over part of the family business step by step, his relationship with his father Lin Jiajun has always been lukewarm.

Lin's father hated his involvement in the entertainment industry, so Lin Liekai fought with the traffic on Weibo every day, making everyone know about it.Lin's father wanted him to get married and have children early, but he didn't even talk about a serious relationship.

Not only that, I bought a house outside immediately after I became an adult, and I no longer live with my parents, but like now, I only go home for reunion every weekend.

The long dining table in the dining room was huge, Xiao Ya and her son sat closer, while Lin Jiajun sat at the other end, majestically separated by a long distance.

The old cook who has been at home for many years approached the dining table and brought a hand-painted soup cup with a little bit of peach, which contained steaming lotus root, mushroom and ribs soup.

"Master, hurry up and taste it. My hotel has sent a small basket of high-quality lotus root."

Lin Liekai smiled more sincerely at the old servant who had been with the family for many years than he did with his father. He filled a bowl with a smile, and opened his mouth to taste it: "The food made by Wu Ma is delicious, no matter how much you eat, you will never get tired of it." .”

Wu Ma hurriedly spoke with a kind smile: "Then come back more often, young master, I cook the same thing for you every day."

Lin Liekai didn't answer these words, just lowered his head and drank the soup like a deaf person.

Xiao Ya looked at her son helplessly, and complained in a low voice, "Drink in such a hurry, and no one will snatch it from you."

Lin Liekai put down the bowl, stood up and poured another bowl for his mother: "Mom, try it too, today's lotus root is really fresh."

There was no intention of serving soup to his father at all.

Xiao Ya winked at him quietly, and pointed to Father Lin who was sitting alone at the end of the dining table, but Lin Liekai didn't seem to see him.

Lin Jiajun couldn't help it, looked up at him, and suddenly snorted: "I only go home once in a few weeks, and I know I'll be bored when I come back."

Lin Liekai raised his head and glanced at him, a little sarcasm appeared on his face, which resembled his father's eyebrows and eyes: "Whenever I talk, I'm afraid I'll offend you."

Lin Jiajun put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said angrily, "You won't be angry with me if you don't talk? Are you making enough noise these days to shock the whole city, or is it not enough to shock the world?"

Lin Liekai had a oily and browned sweet and sour short rib in his mouth, and with a "puchi", he spit out the bone on the small bone china plate in front of him.

"I hit a scumbag, what's the matter? Is that person shouldn't hit him, or is he afraid that he won't be able to pay for it?"

Lin Jiajun said angrily: "Is this the point? What does that little singer have to do with you? You are really promising now, and beat up people in contempt of court for a little singer?!"

Lin Liekai's originally indifferent expression finally changed slightly.

He also put down the chopsticks, crossed his arms, and sneered: "What reason do I need to beat someone? I beat someone when I saw that I didn't like it. I really have to pick a day, and why can't I do it?"

He continued word by word: "Even if it's really for someone, that's my own pleasure!"