Chapter 11 I’m afraid that the relevant users are powerful
In the past two days, "The Wind Rises" has continued to ferment on the entire Internet, and the popularity of Promise has also continued to rise, and even has an intensifying trend.
The popularity value used up in the last draw has increased to more than 80,000.
The promise is expected to reach 100,000, which will be used to open the mall. He wants to see what is in the mall.
The lottery function is just fun. You can draw some unseemly things, such as black silk stockings, etc. It’s good, but it’s useless.
At nine o'clock in the morning, I packed up and took a taxi to Haiyin Entertainment.
Haiyin is indeed one of the three entertainment giants, and the entire building belongs to them.
Xu Nuo walked into the lobby, and there were two beautiful beauties sitting at the front desk.
After briefly explaining his purpose, the beauty at the front desk asked him to go directly to the 12th floor, where someone would be there to receive him.
Xu Nuo thanked him and observed the company environment. It looked pretty good.
The people who work here are in good spirits. They talk and laugh when we meet, and the atmosphere is rich in humanity.
It was already half past nine, and many people came in from the door, holding steamed buns, soy milk and other things.
Xu Nuo thought that this company must be the right one.
Generally speaking, such a company is not too bad at least.
Some rubbish companies have a very serious atmosphere as soon as they enter the door. There are also people who come to work early in the morning and shout slogans, just like a pyramid scheme gang.
I took the elevator to the 12th floor, and there was already a long-haired girl wearing glasses waiting at the elevator door.
"Hello, I'm here for an interview."
"Oh, let's go to the reception room, Mr. Qin will be here in a minute." The girl took him to the reception room, He even got him a glass of water.
“Did you bring your resume?”
“No.”
"Ah, do you have an electronic version?"
"No."
"..." The girl stared at him speechlessly for a long time, then turned and went out.
Xu Nuo looked around. The reception rooms here are all made of glass, and you can vaguely see the office scene.
It was almost ten o'clock, and there were not many people in the office. Many computer screens were on, but there was no one around.
The desk is quite large and looks relatively empty overall.
Observing the office boredly, he was not worried about the upcoming interview.
Systematic people are so fearless.
A few minutes later, a man wearing a shirt and a big belly walked in, followed by the girl just now with an unhappy look on her face.
Xu Nuo stood up and said hello, "Mr. Qin, hello, I am Xu Nuo."
"Please take a seat." Mr. Qin nodded and leaned on the chair.
The girl on the side muttered in a low voice, "Who the hell, you don't even have a resume."
Mr. Qin didn't say anything, and reached out to knock on the table, "Xiao Lin introduced you here. Right? "
As soon as these words came out, the girl next to her curled her lips and turned her head to look aside.
Another related household
"Yes." Xunuo sat across from him, and he could see their expressions.
Mr. Qin looked very relaxed when he came in. He leaned on the chair casually without opening his eyes. He seemed very disrespectful and didn't even introduce himself.
Obviously not paying much attention to it.
The girl next to me must be an assistant. She is a bit arrogant. She may feel that she is too arrogant and brings nothing to the interview.
Especially when I just heard that I was introduced by someone, my expression was full of disdain.
"Introduce yourself."
"Xu Nuo, 22 years old, graduated from Modu Media, majoring in broadcasting and hosting." Xu Nuo said simply.
Mr. Qin nodded, "Why do you want to come to our composition department?"
Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment. What's going on? Didn't Lin Wanqing tell him her situation? Asking her to recommend him, was she really just recommending him?
Good guy, no wonder she doesn’t know how to speak.
This is obviously a sign of low emotional intelligence.
He tentatively said: "The song "The Wind Rises" that became popular a few days ago was written by me."
The eyes of the man opposite him suddenly opened wide.
Xu Nuo observed carefully and realized that she had misunderstood him. It was not that he looked down on others, it was just that his eyes were small, and when he opened them, it was as if he had not opened them.
"Did you write it?" Mr. Qin sat with his arms on the table, leaning forward, staring at him with burning eyes. Xu Nuo nodded.
The girl next to me immediately took out her mobile phone and started searching. After a while, she whispered: "Mr. Qin, what is written on the copyright is a promise."
"That is my stage name. . ”
Mr. Qin was thoughtful, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at him carefully.
“Actually, you can try to be an artist. With your appearance, it’s not difficult to become famous.”
The girl nodded in agreement.
In the entertainment industry, artists earn more than songwriters and are more likely to become famous.
Xu Nuo could see what the two of them meant. Mr. Qin just felt that a song could not represent his true level. Everyone would be blind when a cat encounters a dead mouse.
"Mr. Qin, I also wrote a song. I wonder if you two are interested in listening to it." Xu Nuo smiled and didn't care about their attitudes.
"Oh, there are also songs?" Mr. Qin became interested, sat up slightly, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and seemed to be listening attentively.
Xu Nuo cleared his throat and said, "I'll just sing a short excerpt."
"Okay."
"
If you can't be red-eyed when you say goodbye
Will you still Can blush
...
We owe each other
We have to be inseparable
”
The conference room was quiet.
"No more?" Mr. Qin opened his eyes, somewhat unfinished.
Xu Nuo smiled, "I don't sing very well, so I won't show off my shame."
As a result, the two people opposite nodded at the same time.
Damn it, labor and management are really bad at singing? Xu Nuo's mouth twitched.
"This song is somewhat similar to the song "The Wind Rises". It is youthful, regretful, and nostalgic. It is very in line with the style of the graduation season." Mr. Qin looked a little excited and made a professional comment.
"It suits Xiaolin's style very well."
The girl on the side whispered: "The song is very nice."
"Do you also have the copyright of this song?"
< br>"Yes."
Mr. Qin stood up and stretched out his hand, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Bangyan, director of the composition department."
Xu Nuo knew that this meant that he had Qin Bangyan's approval. He didn't introduce himself at first, and even learned his last name from the girl next to him.
Shaked hands with him, and the girl next to her also extended her hand, "My name is Zhao Yuan, and I am Mr. Qin's assistant."
The three of them sat down again.
Xu Nuo couldn't help but lament the reality of this society. No, even boiled water has been replaced by tea.
"Xiaoyuan, ask Lin Wanqing if she wants this song."
Zhao Yuan went out to make a phone call, and Qin Bangyan asked him enthusiastically if there was a demo for this song.
Xu Nuo took out her cell phone and played a video for him.
Qin Bangyan closed his eyes, swayed to the rhythm, and hummed along in a low voice.
When Lin Wanqing came in, she saw such a strange scene. Xu Nuo was sitting there with a wry smile on her face, and the chubby Qin Bangyan was twisting there.
Puff, Lin Wanqing laughed out loud, "Mr. Qin, what are you doing?"
"Ahem." Qin Bangyan opened his eyes and touched his belly awkwardly, "Xiao Xu has a song here, how about you listen to it."
"I've heard it before."
< br>Qin Bangyan couldn't help but glance at her, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"You didn't even ask."
"..." Qin Bangyan waved weakly Wave your hand, this kid really doesn't know how to talk. You have to make it clear who he recommends. He thought he was related to someone, but fortunately he didn't show off, otherwise he would have been let go.
(End of this chapter)