Chapter 161 Encounter with Ying Zhicheng
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 not clear yet how effective this approach will be.
Everything depends on the subsequent public opinion and traffic in order to make a correct judgment.
So, after lunch, a few people rested on the sofa in the living room for a while, and Yuan Wanqing proposed to leave.
Instructing the cooking aunt to clean up, Yuan Wanqing took them downstairs. 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: "Sister Yuan, are we leaving for the company?"
"Well, let's go." Yuan Wanqing nodded, "Wen Yue Have the people from the 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 conduct the formal 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 relatively common questions.
At least 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. If something is wrong, just re-record it.
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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. Next to him, he reminded softly: "Mr. Ying, today's flight is at three o'clock in the afternoon. You can prepare. Let’s go.”
“Yes.” Ying Zhicheng nodded, finished correcting the document in his hand, and twisted his neck on the chair, “Let’s go”
Get up and get dressed. Putting on his suit jacket, Ying Zhicheng walked in front, followed closely by his secretary, who briefly reported on his upcoming itinerary.
Ying Zhicheng listened and walked, nodding from time to time, and then asked: "How is Yuan Wanqing going? "Annals of the Year" is very popular recently, right?"
"Ms. Yuan's recent There are a lot of announcements, and the 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.
“There seems to be an exclusive interview today, right in the company.”
"Oh?" Ying Zhicheng stopped for a moment and looked down at the time on his watch. "If you take a few minutes, can you go over and have a look?"
"Well, there's enough time." The secretary nodded. , quickly turned around with Ying Zhicheng and walked towards Yuan Wanqing's interview room.
Following the secretary to the dressing room next to the interview room, Ying Zhicheng knocked on the door and then pushed the door open.
In the dressing room, Yuan Wanqing was sitting in front of the mirror, with a makeup artist and a hairstylist helping her style her hair.
Assistant He Yan Zhusheng sat on the sofa next to him and waited.
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 he smiled and said, "Mr. Ying, why do you have time to come to my place?"
"You have a flight to catch in the afternoon. , just a little free." Ying Zhicheng smiled, came behind Yuan Wanqing, and looked at her in the mirror, "You should be on your feet now, right?"
"It's just good luck." He shook his head and laughed, "It can be regarded as a coincidence. 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 on the 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 Wanqingqian said Smiling, "After all, my new album's results are not ideal, so it's normal for people to have some doubts."
"But I did come across two good songs, and I couldn't help but feel happy when I heard them first." Accept it."
"It's the same songwriter as "Rings of the Year""
Ying Zhicheng nodded, but at the end, he 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 also stunned for a moment, then she realized what she was doing and burst out laughing.
So she waved to the sofa next to her: "Zhusheng, come here." "Oh." Yan Zhusheng obediently walked to Yuan Wanqing and looked at Ying Zhicheng, "Hello, uncle."
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"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 She sighed, "I had a guess when I first walked in, but I didn't expect that it was really your daughter."
"Yes." Yuan Wanqing nodded, and then said, "The song "Rings of the Year" is not Bamboo Sheng was writing it by one of her classmates. "
"We happened to have a small recording studio at home, and her classmate wrote a song, so Zhu Sheng invited her to record it at home. "
"So later it was sent to Luo Fei, and we heard it."
"So that's it." Ying Zhicheng nodded suddenly, "Then it seems that this classmate is quite talented? Then he said Wrote a new song? "
With "Annual Rings" becoming a hit, this 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 smiled, "This I’m not a professional in this regard, 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 will Let's go now, we have to catch a flight."
"Mr. Ying, go slowly," Yuan Wanqing said, "I'll treat you to dinner next time."
"Okay, I'll remember. Stay.”
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 that he would be there. Meet 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?"
"This...um..." Li Luo pulled Qianzhou behind him , motioning him to stop talking nonsense, and then managed to calm down, "Aunt Yuan's daughter and I are classmates, and I went to classmate Yan's house as a guest today. It happened that Aunt Yuan was coming here for an interview, so I followed over to see the world."
"Is that so?" Ying Zhicheng glanced at Li Luo thoughtfully, but did not ask for details face to face. After all, he had to catch a flight.
So he nodded and said: "I still have something to do, so I have to leave first. You have fun here."
"Well, uh-huh..." Li Luo nodded quickly and watched as he answered. After Zhicheng left, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who was that just now?" Qianzhou asked curiously.
"Well...I am an elder."
"Then why don't you tell the truth?"
"If you had written a novel like mine, you would Can you say that?" Li Luo rolled his eyes at him.
Qianzhou fell silent for a moment when he was asked this question.
If you think about it, it’s really hard to say.
After all, Qianzhou is also reading Li Luo's novel, and he knows very well how many cars this kid drove in the book.
If the elders knew about it, it would be too social...
At this time, Li Luo was already a little 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 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 turned out to be a singer under the film and television company where Ying Zhicheng worked.
If he had known this was the case, Li Luo would have thought twice before 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 stepping 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 the business trip, check it out 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: " Good Mr. Ying.”
(End of this chapter)