Meng Sifei shook his head: "I don't know you, maybe Lei Xin knows that Chen Youtong's new album launch conference was the last time he was hosting the security work."

Chen Huayao said: "What you mean is that you must have a song with absolutely excellent quality so that Chen Youtong can be able to watch it?"

"yes!"

Chen Huayao thought to himself, "Save this part of the work first, let me think of a solution."

The director is preparing to go to Moon Records in person.

Phalaenopsis Street, Gaoshantang District, Dongcheng, the 55th floor of the Moon Building on the headquarters of Lunar Records and Entertainment Co., Ltd.

The busy employees shuttled and went around, circulating up and down, countless documents were circulated up and down, and the anxious salesmen had two phone calls on each hand, talking nonstop for a moment.

Countless office doors opened and closed, closed and opened, countless guests came and went.

The sweaty sound master pressed the buttons like playing the piano, and the old and dizzy composer wrote over and over again on the paper. The leaders gave orders to the phone again and again.

This is the Moon Records Company, which accounts for half of the Asian pop music industry.

To this day, the recording industry has been hit hard by the Internet. The business of the Moon Company has not only not declined, but has been rising year by year. It has to be said to be a miracle.

Its existence has driven a complete industrial chain from records, advertising to TV and movies, and the profits it creates are equivalent to the annual GDP of a small African country.

Let's see how big the Moon Company is.

Generally speaking, the most basic and important assets of an entertainment company are its artists. Moon Company is under a modeling company, a music production company, a performing arts training school, a film and television production company, an advertising company, and holds 40% of the shares of Tianhe TV Station.

It has artists including more than 20 supermodels, more than 50 special models, a large number of graphic models and young models, as well as dozens of first-line film and television stars, first-line singers, and second- and third-tier singers.

The poor woman who casually sucks in the company toilet and reaches out from the next compartment to ask you for toilet paper may be a popular singer with a appearance fee of more than 500,000 yuan.

As for the first-class songwriters, photographers, soundists, instrumentalists, and new young singers trained and prepared to launch in time, their strength is comparable to that of professors at the Conservatory of Music. Some of the talents were even dug up directly from the Conservatory of Music.

These are nothing. There is only one top and largest artist in the company, that is, Chen Youtong, the unique 21st century.

Being able to be favored by this company and sign a contract will have the potential to be popular and it will be no problem to appear on the magnificent stage in the future.

This is the dream hall of all adolescent celebrities dreaming of young girls, this is the most favored employment unit for all art students after graduation, and this is the holy place that countless fans yearn for the most.

At this moment, Chen Youtong was watching TV in the 120 square meters of super large and luxurious office lounge specially equipped by the company.

The rest room is separated from the office area, and the window facing south is closed. In the afternoon, the warm winter sun that is about to sink westward dyes a pot of white jasmine on the windowsill. The soft sofa surface is hand-sewn with beach wool. This wool was called "Qianjin Fur" in ancient times. It is a precious wool material for making fur coats. It is more expensive than gold and has no market value. However, at this time it is just a sofa used as a butt pad.

A TV posted on the wall opposite was broadcasting a message from Aunt Huang and Deputy Director Chen of Xiangzhang Road Neighborhood Committee to send warmth to local poor families.

This news only takes half a minute, and ten seconds of the picture are used to broadcast the children's happy smiling faces, and another twenty seconds are used to interview the leaders of the local Civil Affairs Bureau.

Who are Director Huang and Deputy Director Chen who are in charge of this work? I have never seen them on TV. I can send warm cadres to the point of being able to send warmth. I think they are old men and women in their forties and fifties.

Chen Youtong had just finished two concerts from Zhonghai and Xiazhou, dragging her tired body back to Xiangjing. The sunlight reflected from the smooth floor on her delicate face, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, looking very lazy and helpless.

This is what stars are like. They are dazzling in the spotlight and are sought after by thousands of people. There are so many RMB in their hands that they can’t spend. With just a light sentence, countless fans are willing to rush to die for her.

But only when I am alone can I understand how selfless this kind of life is.

There is no privacy in the entertainment industry, and paparazzi will surround the lives of celebrities, from residences to companies to stages, they are everywhere.

Any words or actions the stars say or do will be privately tampered with and posted in front page headlines or newspapers based on the popularity of the stars. They will even check the garbage thrown in the trash can, not letting go of every piece of paper, and attempt to speculate on the content of the stars' private life based on this.

Not only does he have no private life, Chen Youtong has now become a money-making tool that the company cannot give up. Every advertisement, every concert, every interview, someone will automatically push it away, and he can't stop even if he wants to.

At this time, Chen Youtong couldn't help but think of the senior Murong Bingyu whom she had never met.

There are many unsolvable mysteries in the entertainment industry, one of which is Murong Bingyu.

She lives alone and makes it rare for outsiders to see her beauty. When Qian Jiashun's boss Mo Laowu saw her photo for the first time, his chin almost fell on the table and exclaimed loudly: "Oh my God! Who is she? Get her hands on it!"

The goddess she starred in, Fengqiao, and the car chaser she sang, are immortal masterpieces every second and every light year.

Her heart was as clear as water. When she could not bear the troubles brought by the entertainment industry, Murong Bingyu finally retired and disappeared mysteriously from then on.

Despite this, she often breaks into the dreams of her fans.

The aggressive knock on the door interrupted the goddess's contemplation. Someone pushed the door in and it was the agent Zhang Jingwen.

This is a capable woman in her early thirties who manages many troublesome affairs for Chen Youtong. Their relationship is both a master and a servant and a sister.

"Sister Wen, what's the matter?" The goddess's eyes stayed on the TV screen that had been replaced with advertising images, and did not look back.

Zhang Jingwen sat opposite Chen Youtong with a stack of documents in her hand and said softly: "Atong, the man you want me to find is 6,953 duplicate names in the country, more than 700 people in Xiangjing, of which about 300 people aged between 20 and 30. Three people seem to meet the standards you require. One is a brick-moving worker at the construction site of Fei'ehu Community. She is 27 years old this year, 1.78 meters tall, and her family is in the countryside of Shihu County. She got married last year."

Chen Youtong suddenly stood up: "Married? What about two more?"

"One is a vegetable buyer from Longtan Vegetable Market, 26 years old, 1.82 meters tall, divorced, has children, and is currently single. The other is a welder from a repair shop, 24 years old, 1.80 meters tall, 1.80 meters tall, 1.23 meters tall."

"Are there any photos of them? Show me."

Zhang Jingwen took out the photo from the folder and put it on the desktop. Chen Youtong's tender fingers reached over, trembling slightly, obviously feeling extremely nervous. When she saw the face of the person in the photo, she immediately threw away her disappointedly and said, "None of them!"

Zhang Jingwen silently sorted out the messy photos and said softly: "A Tong, after so many years, maybe he has changed his name, had plastic surgery, and where he moved. Don't worry, you will always find it."

Chen Youtong made a decisive move: "No, I saw him not long ago, it was definitely him! I remember absolutely nothing wrong! Have you noticed a man with a child after the new album launch that day? "

When he spoke, he felt a little sad and said dejectedly: "He clearly saw me, why did he still walk away? Why didn't he even say something to me? He still left without saying anything like before..."

Zhang Jingwen walked over and gently rubbed her shoulders: "A Tong, he has taken care of his children. Maybe he has been married long ago and doesn't want to disturb your life. You were still so young at that time, maybe he just treats you as his little sister."

"Sister Wen, don't say much. I just want to see him and ask him why he was cruel to leave me alone back then."

Zhang Jingwen sighed elusively. Everyone has an untouchable holy place in their hearts. The lake is always clear, the air is full of tranquility, and the snow-white moon shines on the earth, hiding memories that they don’t want to mention.

Before Chen Youtong became famous, it turned out that she was named Chen Mengtong. She lived in a rural area near Lihua Town. Her family was poor. Her father, a sixth-grade primary school father, died of cancer. The pillar collapsed and owed a lot of foreign debts. Her family fell into a state of extreme poverty.

People in the village bully their widowed mother and orphans, and often come to harass and cause trouble.

Creditors come to collect debts every day, and if they don’t have money to pay them back, they can move things. They can move beds, furniture, pots, pans and pans. They can move them. In winter, the house is barely covered, and there is no valuable thing.

The cold wind passed through the glass-free window, and the mother and daughter were trembling.

The young goddess dropped out of school and went to do farm work before dawn. The solid shoulder pole crushed her tender shoulders and the heavy tools grind out calluses.

But there are some idle men in the village who have nothing to do when they have enough food. When they feel bored, they come to their house to tease the widow of the Shen family. Even the goddess who is about to bloom is not spared.

Why did the mother and daughter live in humiliation this year?

A sixteen-year-old boy broke into their lives. He was pale and thin all year round, wearing an old jacket passed down by his father, always looking like he would never be full, but in the goddess's mind, he was extremely handsome.

Because the day after he appeared here, he interrupted all the men who teased him!

The goddess never forgot about the scene when more than twenty village scoundrels knelt in front of the door and cried and begged for mercy. Since then, no other scoundrel dared to stay within a radius of one hundred meters centered on the home for more than ten seconds.

He brought money to his family, bought a lot of furniture, and bought a lot of electrical appliances that he had never seen before. According to him, the money was all the protection fees for his classmates, but the goddess thought that it should be the living expenses he saved.

He is smart and studious, and his mind is filled with endless knowledge. He teaches himself to read, learn painting, and teaches many things that he cannot learn from textbooks. He gives himself ideals, and his outlook on life and values ​​are still influencing himself.

The words he wrote were so beautiful. There was a letter he wrote on the white wall in his boudoir, which was a love poem: "Don't dream of coming to Xie's house, the small bridge is round and round, and the moon in the spring courtyard is still shining with falling flowers."
Chapter completed!