"Hey, Principal, I've solved the problem of site construction, you don't have to continue worrying!" Fang Jueyu, who had just returned home, quickly told Wang Cong the news.

"So fast? How old? Where is it?"

"The Taklamakan Desert is about fifty square kilometers. It is more than enough to build our first phase of the project!" Fang Jueyu said.

"What? Desert? Are you crazy? Where can you build a film and television city?" Wang Cong thought Fang Jueyu was crazy.

"I'm not crazy. Don't worry, at most, you will definitely have a land that can be built seriously in one and a half years. You won't have to work hard during this period. Let's talk about next year's affairs next year!"

"This..." Wang Cong wanted to say something, but considering Fang Jueyu's endless means, he still shut up, maybe he was really a ghost?

"Okay, you are the boss anyway, you have the final say in everything!" Wang Cong said helplessly, "By the way, I haven't seen you recently. I'll come to your house to play with you tomorrow!"

"Come on, I don't know what you think? You are just thinking about my chef, right?"

"Hehehe, you still discovered it. I want to eat sushi tomorrow, so arrange it?" Wang Cong said with a shameless face.

"Okay, it's rare that you'll have to feed you." Fang Jueyu smiled, "That media company was done thanks to you, so you have to reward you no matter what!"

"You have a little conscience! Let's not talk about it for now, I'm going out to ride a horse and gallop!" Wang Cong said.

Fang Jueyu heard a woman's voice from the other end of the phone, and immediately knew that he was going to play again: "Okay, be at ease, don't come over tomorrow with dark circles and a look of sluggishness!"

Regarding the publication of the results, professors at Jiangnan University have already devoted themselves to active preparations. As for the development of the land, Fang Jueyu threw it directly to Zhuang Ying. He was done as a hand-off manager.

"How is it, is it better?" Fang Jueyu walked to the bedside. Guo Xinyu was wearing headphones. The accompaniment of the song Fang Jueyu gave her was played on her phone. She was humming in her mouth. Although she was very quiet, it was very nice.

Fang Jueyu pulled out her headphones: "You can't take a good rest today?"

"That's not possible. This is the basic homework of our music every day, and we can't miss it for a day!" Guo Xinyu said, "I plan to record this song in two days. I think I've been practicing almost everything!"

"Oh? Then our big stars are about to start their official debut!" Fang Jueyu quipped.

"It's not that easy. There are so many people who sing well in China, and there are not many who can really become famous," said Guo Xinyu. "Many times, opportunities and luck are very important."

"That's for ordinary people, Fang Jueyu's woman, even if I want the stars in the sky, I can pick them off. What's the difficulty of becoming a singer?" Fang Jueyu said.

Promotion and rankings, these things that can be solved with money are not a problem at all.

"No, I want to rely on my own abilities to make everyone recognize my songs. If you spend money to buy me a group of fake fans, what's the point!" Guo Xinyu rolled her eyes to Fang Jueyu.

"I have a way! How about we hold a singing competition?" Fang Jueyu had a sudden idea. Isn't it popular for programs like China Voice now? He has the ability to hold a show!

"This, isn't it necessary?" Guo Xinyu was a little afraid that Fang Jueyu would do something shocking.

"So that's it. Don't you have a lot of fans on the bamboo platform? We can start promoting this song with this part of the fans!" Fang Jueyu's head already had a prototype.

Now that the live broadcast industry is so developed, many activities do not need to be held on variety shows and entertainment programs with great fanfare, and can be carried out on the live broadcast platform.

For his relationship with Wang Cong, you can ask him for help and organize a singer competition on the platform. Fang Jueyu is confident. With Guo Xinyu's voice, singing skills, and the original song of this song, he will definitely get a good ranking.

At that time, the popularity of this song will inevitably be played out quickly. If you move forward step by step, Guo Xinyu will sooner or later come to the stage of her dreams.

It just so happened that Principal Wang was going to visit his home tomorrow, so he took this opportunity to discuss this matter!

"Don't forget, you are still my contracted artist now. You must not ignore the boss's words!" Fang Jueyu leaned over with a smile.

"Then are you considered me as the Q rule now?" Guo Xinyu said unwillingly.

Fang Jueyu was speechless. This statement is really so...

"Geeh..." A string of silver bells rang out in the room.

When he came to Fang Jueyu's house for the second time, Wang Cong was already familiar with this road. After resting for a whole day, Guo Xinyu could barely walk down the ground, but her posture was still a little awkward.

"You...you..." Wang Cong was also surprised to see Guo Xinyu here, but after a while he showed a wretched smile, "Old Fang, okay, it's done so soon, you are very awesome!"

Wang Cong is a veteran. Although Guo Xinyu tried hard to walk normally, Wang Cong still saw some clues. He arrived at around 8 o'clock. It was obvious that Guo Xinyu should have spent the night here, which said everything.

"Driving less!" Fang Jueyu knew that Guo Xinyu was thin-skinned and quickly interrupted Wang Cong.

"Hehehe, long time no see Xinyu!" Only then did Wang Cong become more serious.

"Principal, long time no see." Guo Xinyu immediately started doing what the hostess should do, "You two talk first, I'll get you some drinks, what do you want to drink?"

"Put some fat house happy water!" Fang Jueyu still prefers to drink milk tea, so his family often has milk tea powder of various brands and flavors.

"Where is the principal?"

"Is there Sprite from 1982?" Wang Cong joked.

Guo Xinyu was about to complain, but Fang Jueyu burst out with a "pop".

"Don't say it, this thing really exists!" Fang Jueyu found a box in the study while sorting out the things in this villa.

He thought that the box contained some antique calligraphy and paintings, but when it was opened, it was a large box of drinks!

Sprite, Coke, Fanta, and production dates range from 1965 to 1995. He even doubted whether his ancestors had traveled through the past from the future and actually created this meme.

"Hahaha, kidding, let me drink some mango juice!" Wang Cong absolutely did not doubt that Fang Jueyu could produce Sprite for 1982, and there was nothing that this kid could not do.

"By the way, Lao Wang, discuss something with you!" Fang Jueyu began to talk about serious things, "Xinyu has always wanted to be a singer. I want to help her. How about holding an anchor singing competition on your platform?"

"You are right, brother, with your financial resources, even a pig can make it famous!"

"That's different! Xinyu hopes to rely on her own strength, not on me to spend money on her." Fang Jueyu said, "So I plan to start with netizens and let more people hear her singing."

"That's not bad. I think those anchors will definitely participate enthusiastically." Wang Cong thought for a while. This was a good idea, and it could also bring a lot of popularity to his platform.

"I will give you all the sponsorships. As long as you ask someone to plan this competition, everything will be transparent and public, how about it?"

"A small matter, I will do it for you within half a month!" This small matter is not difficult for Wang Cong.

"Thank you!"

"What are you grateful for? But the last time we agreed..." Wang Cong has not fulfilled his bet on conquering women's clothing.

"That's two different things!"

"elder brother!"
Chapter completed!