Foodies can't be broken

Fu Shanhai stared at the little apron for a while before looking at Jiang He.

Jiang He looked forward to it: "How is it?"

"..." Looking at Jiang He's bright gaze, Fu Shanhai couldn't say he didn't like it.

"pretty good."

"It's just...a little small..." Fu Shanhai gestured at his waist, "I can't fit it."

Jiang He was taken aback, and hurriedly moved over to take a look.

It is indeed a bit small, Fu Shanhai circles around, and the buttons on the back are hard enough to buckle.

Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He in front of him, and suddenly stretched out his hand, wrapping the little apron around him.

Instantly satisfied.

"very nice."

Jiang He's waist is very thin, and this apron fits perfectly.

Moreover, this apron feels very inconsistent on Fu Shanhai, but when it is on Jiang He...

Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He obsessively, unable to move his eyes away, and even had the urge to cover his nosebleeds.

...It's so cute.

Jiang He blinked twice, thinking that seeing Fu Shanhai's excited face, he should like this gift very much, right?

……

After accepting the apron, Fu Shanhai asked Chen Xiang to send Jiang He to Xinnan's studio.

Xinnan already knew the news and immediately accelerated the process of composing.

He comforted Jiang He: "Don't worry, what we gave was the first edition, it wasn't finalized at all, and I watched the part that came out, the filming was blurry, and the soundtrack was just a rough idea."

"As long as "Longevity" is not officially released, no one can say that the song in the trailer is "Longevity"."

"Jiang Jiang, we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory."

Jiang He nodded: "I understand, I'm just...just worried about not having enough time."

"Enough," Xinnan said, "I've already decided on the basic direction, and I can make the rest as long as I'm given three days, without eating or drinking."

Jiang He looked at him gratefully: "Brother Xinnan, thank you for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work, come on, let's discuss the details."

The two of them stayed up almost all night, and quickly settled on a new style.

The next morning, Fu Shanhai found out that Jiang He hadn't come back all night. He was so angry that he went to Xinnan's studio by force and brought him back to sleep.

Jiang He struggled softly: "I'm fine, I'm not sleepy..."

"Not sleepy yet!" Fu Shanhai looked at him, "Looking in the mirror, my eyes are red!"

Jiang He stopped talking, and sat down on the edge of the bed with his head down, his bangs hanging softly in front of his eyes.

Seeing him like this, Fu Shanhai immediately felt distressed, and said softly, "You're still worried, aren't you?"

Jiang He nodded slightly.

"I want to get the song out as soon as possible."

... Fu Shanhai sighed: "Did you read the comments on the Internet?"

Jiang He didn't reply, but Fu Shanhai knew that he was influenced by seeing his expression.

Fu Shanhai didn't sleep well last night, so he would pay attention to this matter from time to time.

Jiang He's fans didn't believe that Jiang He would plagiarize, and they were all looking for evidence to overturn this conclusion.

But no matter what they say, those bad remarks are like an endless tide, which will only come in waves, drowning their voices.

Fu Shanhai didn't know how much Jiang He had seen, but he knew that even if he only read a little of those contents, he would inevitably have negative emotions.

Fu Shanhai stretched out his hand and gently hugged Jiang He in his arms.

"Okay, didn't you say you have me? Why don't you worry about it?"

He hugged Jiang He, and whispered in his ear like a promise: "With me here, you can do your business with peace of mind. Don't look at or care about other things. I promise, I will wait for your song." Do it, and everything will go back to how it was before.”

Fu Shanhai's voice has always been magnetic and a little cold, but now he has softened his tone, and it is inexplicably full of deep emotion.

Every sentence hit Jiang He's heart straight.

Jiang He looked moved, and his frowning eyebrows finally relaxed.

"...I trust you," he said softly, "and I trust myself."

Jiang He came out of Fu Shanhai's arms and looked straight at Fu Shanhai with determination in his eyes: "I will make a version of "Longevity" that will amaze everyone."

Fu Shanhai smiled and rubbed Jiang He's head: "Okay, let's sleep for a while now, and then go to work after waking up and having a meal?"

Jiang He nodded and lay down.

After staying up all night without sleep, he was indeed so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Fu Shanhai covered someone with a quilt and went out, his face suddenly turned cold.

"Why can I still see this news on the Internet, has the public relations department not dealt with it?"

Yu He has been following him all the time, and when he heard his question, he shook his head helplessly: "As soon as this matter came out, public relations has already become a hot topic, but it's useless..."

Fu Shanhai was startled: "What do you mean useless?"

"As if... it was planned, websites, news, WeChat, Weibo... There are news everywhere, delete an old one, and a new one will come..." Yu He frowned, "We have used I have used all the public relations forces, and I have also found all the relationships I can find, but... it can't."

Fu Shanhai fell silent.

"...Understood, I will think of a way," he said, "Let that Lu Bo use the official Weibo of "Changshengzhan" to make a statement."

Yu He was taken aback: "The statement was issued yesterday."

"I'm not talking about that statement," Fu Shanhai said, "I'm just saying...we are investigating this matter, and we will strictly pursue the legal responsibility of the person who leaked the trailer."

Yu He wanted to ask again, but Fu Shanhai had already explained: "Didn't you already find the information about the publisher of "Snow and You"? Track his cell phone and see who he will contact."

Yu He understood instantly.

The purpose of making such a statement is not to find out who stole the video, but to bluff and wait for the release of the song "Snow and You" to mess up.

Once the publisher couldn't sit still and contacted someone else, the person he contacted was probably related to the mastermind behind the scenes!

"I'll contact you right away." Yu He hurried out the door.

Fu Shanhai returned to the office, picked up the phone, looked at the two missed calls on the interface, and was silent for a long time before calling back.

"...Giles."

The person on the other end of the phone was very enthusiastic: "Hi! Mr. Fu, long time no see. You haven't contacted me since you returned to China."

"……What's up?"

Giles smiled: "You're still so direct."

Fu Shanhai's tone was a bit cold: "Giles, I don't have time to greet you now, I'm very busy here."

"I know, I get it," Giles said, "it's about Jiang He, right?"

When he said "Jiang He", his pronunciation was very standard, as if he had read it several times with someone.

Fu Shanhai instantly sensed something was wrong.

"...you know him?"

Giles smiled: "Of course, there is a very famous new singer in Huaguo. He looks very cute. Even the people in my company have many fans of him."

Fu Shanhai didn't answer, waiting for Giles' next sentence.

"I'm sorry to hear about him," Giles said.

Fu Shanhai's expression darkened immediately: "It's a pity, he didn't plagiarize at all, it's the score that was leaked."

"Oh, of course, I understand," Giles said, "it's just that right now...the public opinion about him is going to be hard to calm down."

Fu Shanhai was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Haha," Giles said, "Boss Fu, you really have no sense of humor."

"But since you're in such a rush, I'll tell you straight," Giles said, "Do you know why you can't suppress those public opinions?"

"Because..." There was a smile on the corner of Giles' mouth, "There are three companies dealing with you at the same time."

Fu Shanhai was taken aback.

There was a hint of smugness in Giles' tone: "I won't tell you how I know, this is my personal news channel."

"However, if you don't work harder, they may have a new way," Giles said, "by then, it will be too late."

... Fu Shanhai asked him in a deep voice, "Can you help me?"

"Of course!" Giles answered without hesitation.

"……How to help?"

Giles smiled mysteriously: "Well, I can't tell you, but don't forget what I did before I took over these companies."

He spoke confidently, but there was inevitably a little nervousness on his face.

After all, after working with Fu Shanhai for so many years, he knew very well that Fu Shanhai was not a person who would give in easily.

Unless...you can poke his weakness.

On the day of the phone call, Fu Shanhai's voice was cold and calm: "What do you want?"

Hearing this, Giles finally smiled: "No, I don't want anything, I even want to give you one."

"……Who?"

"I told you last time," Giles said, "his name is Lin Yu."

Fu Shanhai was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered the boy Giles mentioned last time.

"You want me to sign him?" Fu Shanhai's tone was a bit puzzled, "Just for this?"

"Yeah, for that," Giles said.

Otherwise, he would be more happy to watch the excitement than to help suppress it.

Fu Shanhai thought it was a little funny: "You are not afraid that we will..."

"Oh, dear, of course there are conditions," Giles said, "I want you to give Lin Yu the best resources."

Fu Shanhai raised his eyebrows: "How good is it? Shall I pick a star for him?"

"That's too romantic, no need," Giles said, "I only want his resources, and I can't be worse than Jiang He."

……

Fu Shanhai's face turned cold instantly.

"Wait a minute," Giles said, "I need to explain."

"I know that Shanhai Xingguang possesses far more resources than it appears, and what you have revealed is just the tip of the iceberg, isn't it?"

"And what I want now is just to let you give half of the tip of the iceberg that belongs to Jiang He to Lin Yu, not more, just half."

"Of course, if you are willing to share a little bit more about the huge iceberg underneath... I will be more grateful."

Fu Shanhai sneered: "Icebergs are not so easy to find, don't you guys have a classic shipwreck movie?"

When Giles heard this sentence, he froze for a moment, and hearing Fu Shanhai's tone, he knew that he was really angry.

Giles could only smile and said, "Boss Fu, Lin Yu is a very good kid, you won't regret signing him."

Fu Shanhai was silent and did not speak.

Giles knew that meant agreeing.

"Happy cooperation~" Giles said, "By the way, I can only press for three days. Within three days, you must come up with a solution."

Fu Shanhai said coldly: "Three days are enough."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

……

In the Xinnan studio.

Jiang Heyi rushed here after waking up, and Xinnan had already made up the details of the discussion last night.

Jiang He was a little shocked: "Brother Xinnan, you...you haven't slept all this time?!"

Xinnan smiled: "I'm fine, I always get more excited the more I stay up late, come, listen to this passage."

Jiang He put on the earphones and listened to Xin Nanxin's new composition, his eyes were full of surprises.

Xin Nan smiled triumphantly: "How is it?"

Jiang He nodded frantically: "It's great, it sounds more than twice as good as before!"

Xinnan smiled: "I just said what was the total shortcoming before, now I understand, charm!"

"What kind of drums and bass are used? For this kind of song, all ancient instruments should be used."

"I've added guqin to this section now, will it be different all of a sudden?"

Jiang He let out a "hmm", then thought about it and said, "Brother Xinnan, do you want to try... Yangqin again?"

Xin Nan was startled: "Dulcimer?"

Jiang He found the dulcimer in the musical instrument library, and simply pressed a melody: "Listen."

Xin Nanyue became more and more excited when he heard it: "Good! Very good!"

He looked at Jiang He with admiration on his face: "Jiang Jiang, why are you so good, you are so accurate in finding musical instruments!"

Jiang He smiled shyly, but there was another picture in his mind.

That was Fu Shanhai holding a qin and bamboo, and knocking out a melody lightly.

Maybe it was the picture that impressed him so deeply, that's why he suddenly thought of Yangqin.

Jiang He lowered his eyes and thought, it turned out that Fu Shanhai's influence on him was formed unconsciously.

Even he didn't know when he could remember so many things about Fu Shanhai.

……

The two of them discussed more and more vigorously. In just one afternoon, the tune of the whole song was basically set.

I even found a lot of musical instruments and kept trying and innovating.

……

It was completely dark outside when a knock on the door was suddenly heard.

Xinnan frowned and walked towards the door.

"Who is still here so late?"

As soon as the door was opened, Fu Shanhai stood outside.

Fu Shanhai looked at him: "You know it's so late, why don't you let him go?"

Jiang He was lying on the table listening to the music, when he suddenly heard Fu Shanhai's voice, he immediately got up and looked at him.

As a result, the action was violent, and the earphones were ripped off at once.

The earphones bounced loudly and loudly on the ground three times before landing unyieldingly.

……

Xinnan and Jiang contract froze at the same time.

Xinnan stared wide-eyed, walked over and picked up the earphone tremblingly.

"Jiang... Jiang Jiang, do you know how much this earphone... costs..."

He was a little out of breath when speaking.

Jiang He swallowed, apologetic all over his face: "I'm sorry... I... It's my fault."

Fu Shanhai walked in, pulled Jiang He and left: "Okay, it's just a headset, I'll pay for it."

He said, and looked at Xinnan again: "I will pay you the price of two earphones again, and I will take Jiang He away first."

……

Xinnan immediately realized: "Didn't he come in the afternoon!"

Fu Shanhai narrowed his eyes: "Why, you still want to stay with Jiang He overnight?"

Xinnan's intuition is very dangerous, and his desire to survive made him shake his head: "...No...No."

Fu Shanhai nodded with satisfaction: "Keep busy, Jiang He, let's go."

Jiang He turned around and wanted to say something, but Fu Shanhai quickly dragged him away, as if he was afraid that he would be abducted if he said a word to Xin Nan.

Xinnan stood where he was, looking at the earphones in his arms, and the little idol who had gone away, wanting to cry without tears.

Fu Shanhai, the terminator of his dreams.

……