Regarding the specific follow-up cooperation, Li Luo and Yuan Wanqing just chatted for a few words at the dinner table without going too in-depth.

After all, it is too early to say this now.

Their first interview collaboration has not yet begun, and it is still unclear how effective this approach will be.

Everything depends on subsequent public opinion and traffic before we can make a correct judgment.

So, after lunch, a few people rested for a while on the sofa in the living room, and Yuan Wanqing proposed to set off.

Instructing the cooking aunt to clean up, Yuan Wanqing took them downstairs, where her exclusive nanny car was already waiting here.

Qianzhou looked around curiously, followed and got into the car.

This was the first time in his life that he took a ride in a celebrity's nanny car.

The whole car is an extended version of a business car. After opening the door, you will see a small space where you can sit facing each other. There are two rows of seats on the left and right.

Yuan Wanqing habitually sat on the soft armchair on the right hand side near the driver. Yan Zhusheng sat opposite her mother, then patted the seat next to her and asked Li Luo to sit down.

When Qianzhou entered the car, he glanced at the empty seat next to Yuan Wanqing and was too embarrassed to sit there, so he got into the back seat behind Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng.

After the assistant closed the door, he sat in the passenger seat and said, "Sister Yuan, are we leaving for the company?"

"Well, let's go." Yuan Wanqing nodded, "Have the people from Wenyue Group arrived?"

"Already arrived." The assistant nodded, "They are preparing in the interview room. When we arrive, we will go to the dressing room first, and then we can formally interview."

About to be interviewed, Li Luo was sitting in the car, feeling a little nervous.

After all, in the past two lifetimes, he has never had the experience of being interviewed on the same stage as a celebrity.

Fortunately, before the interview, Qianzhou had already sent him all the questions prepared in advance by Wenyue Group, so that he was fully prepared.

These are all relatively common questions.

At least it's not as tricky as what Yuan Wanqing asked at the dinner table just now.

With the Memory Palace in hand, Li Luo was not worried about any mistakes.

After all, interviews are all recorded, so if something is wrong, just re-record it.

…

Huayue Film and Television Company.

Ying Zhicheng was sitting in the office correcting documents. When it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, his secretary knocked on the door and walked in. He reminded him softly next to him: "Mr. Ying, today's flight is at three o'clock in the afternoon. You can get ready to leave."

"Yeah." Ying Zhicheng nodded, finished correcting the document in his hand, and twisted his neck on the chair, "Let's go."

He stood up and put on his suit jacket. Ying Zhicheng walked in front, followed closely by his secretary, who gave a brief report on his upcoming itinerary.

Ying Zhicheng listened and walked, nodding from time to time, and then asked: "How is Yuan Wanqing's situation going? Is "Annual Rings" very popular recently?"

"Ms. Yuan has made a lot of announcements recently, and her schedule is basically full." The secretary knew that Yuan Wanqing's comeback was personally supported by Ying Zhicheng, so he usually paid close attention to Yuan Wanqing's information, and now he could easily talk about her situation.

"It seems that there is an exclusive interview event today, right in the company."

"Oh?" Ying Zhicheng stopped for a moment, looked down at the time on his watch, "Can I take a few minutes to go over and have a look?"

"Well, there's enough time." The secretary nodded and quickly turned around with Ying Zhicheng and walked towards Yuan Wanqing's interview room.

Following the secretary all the way to the dressing room next to the interview room, Ying Zhicheng knocked on the door and then pushed the door open and entered.

In the dressing room, Yuan Wanqing was sitting in front of the mirror, with makeup artists and hairstylists helping her style her hair.

The assistant and Yan Zhusheng were sitting on the sofa next to them, waiting.

As for Li Luo and Qianzhou, they happened to be in the interview room next door at this time, confirming the content of the interview with the host sent by Wenyue Group, so they were not here.

As soon as Ying Zhicheng walked in, Yuan Wanqing saw him in the mirror, so she smiled and said, "Mr. Ying, why do you have time to come to my place?"

"I have a little free time to catch a flight in the afternoon." Ying Zhicheng smiled, came behind Yuan Wanqing and looked at her in the mirror, "You should be able to gain a firm foothold now, right?"

"It's just good luck." Yuan Wanqing shook her head and laughed, "It can be regarded as a mistake. Thanks to you for recommending the song "Rings of the Year" to the crew of "Yao Chi Xian Yuan", otherwise I wouldn't have such a good opportunity now."

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared." Ying Zhicheng patted her shoulder, "Only those with strength can turn opportunities into advantages."

At this point, Ying Zhicheng paused and then asked: "I heard that your music department had a meeting a while ago. What did Zhai Senlei say?"

"It's not a big deal." Yuan Wanqing smiled slightly, "After all, the results of my new album are not ideal, so it's normal for people to have some doubts."

"But I did come across two good songs. Seeing that I was so happy, I couldn't help but accept them first."

"It's still the same songwriter as "Rings of the Year"."

Ying Zhicheng nodded as he listened, but at the end, his face looked suspicious.

In his impression, the song "Rings of the Year" seemed to have been written by Yuan Wanqing's daughter, right?

"Has your daughter written a new song again?"

"Huh?" Yuan Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing and laughed.

So she waved to the sofa next to her: "Zhu Sheng, come here."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng obediently walked to Yuan Wanqing and looked at Ying Zhicheng, "Hello, uncle."

"This is my daughter." Yuan Wanqing introduced, "You should have met her a long time ago?"

"That was more than ten years ago." Ying Zhicheng looked at Yan Zhusheng and couldn't help but sigh, "I had a guess when I first walked in, but I didn't expect that she was really your daughter."

"Yeah." Yuan Wanqing nodded, and then said, "The song "Rings of the Year" was not written by Zhu Sheng, but by one of her classmates."

"We happened to have a small recording studio at home, and her classmate wrote a song, so Zhusheng invited her to record it at home."

"So I later sent it to Luo Fei, and we heard it."

"So that's it." Ying Zhicheng nodded suddenly, "It seems that this classmate is quite talented? Then he wrote a new song?"

With "Annual Rings" becoming a hit, the songwriter has achieved good results to support him.

Although there are many factors responsible for the popularity of a song, it does not prevent Ying Zhicheng from respecting him more.

"Yes." Yuan Wanqing said, "If Mr. Ying is interested, you can take the time to listen."

"I trust your judgment." Ying Zhicheng said with a smile, "I'm not a professional in this area, just feel free to do it."

At this time, the secretary next to him came to Ying Zhicheng and whispered: "Mr. Ying, it's almost time."

"Oh, okay." Ying Zhicheng nodded and said, "Then I'll leave first, I still have to catch a plane."

"Mr. Ying, walk slowly." Yuan Wanqing said, "Next time if you are free, I will treat you to dinner."

"Okay, I remember."

Ying Zhicheng waved his hand, left the dressing room, and followed his secretary to go downstairs.

As a result, within two steps of walking out, he bumped into Li Luo who was coming out of the interview room.

Ying Zhicheng took half a step back and frowned. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes fell on Li Luo's face, and he was startled.

"Li Luo?"

"Uncle Ying?"

The moment Li Luo saw Ying Zhicheng, he was stunned. He didn't expect to see Ying Zhicheng here.

But the next second, he realized something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Why are you here?" Ying Zhicheng asked strangely, "Is this an interview room inside?"

"Um...um..." Li Luo pulled Qianzhou behind him and signaled him to stop talking nonsense, and then managed to calm down, "Aunt Yuan's daughter and I are classmates, and I'm visiting classmate Yan's house today, and Aunt Yuan is coming.

I'll be interviewed here, and I'll follow you to see the world."

"Is that so?" Ying Zhicheng glanced at Li Luo thoughtfully, but did not ask questions face to face. After all, he had to catch a flight.

So he nodded and said, "I have something to do and I have to leave first. You can have fun here."

"Um, um..." Li Luo nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief after watching Ying Zhicheng leave.

"Who was that just now?" Qianzhou asked curiously.

"Uh... I'm an elder."

"Then why don't you tell the truth?"

"What would you say if you wrote a novel like mine?" Li Luo rolled his eyes at him.

When Qianzhou was asked this question, he fell silent for a moment.

Thinking about it, it’s really hard to say.

After all, Qianzhou is also following Li Luo's novel, and he knows very well how many cars this guy drove in the book.

If the elders knew about it, it would be too social...

At this time, Li Luo was already feeling numb.

He only knew that Ying Zhicheng worked in the urban area of ​​Yuhang City, and he also knew what kind of film and television company it seemed to be.

But he didn't even know which one it was.

Who would have thought that things would be such a coincidence? It was such a coincidence that he bumped into it.

Yuan Wanqing is actually a singer under the film and television company where Ying Zhicheng works.

If he had known this was the case, Li Luo would have thought twice about accepting the interview.

After all, if Ying Zhicheng found out about the novel he had written and mentioned it to Ying Chanxi, he felt that he would not be able to survive.

But just when Li Luo thought he had got through, in the elevator on the other side, Ying Zhicheng was indeed lost in thought.

After walking out of the elevator and arriving at the underground garage, Ying Zhicheng got in the car and told his secretary:

"When you get back from your business trip, you can check it for me."

"The songwriter of Yuan Wanqing's songs is one of her daughter's classmates."

The secretary was stunned for a moment when he heard this instruction, but he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded in response: "Okay, Mr. Ying."
Chapter completed!