MTL - Low Key Star-Chapter 300 [300] step by step thorns

  Chapter 300 [300] Step by step with thorns

  Maybe calling for grievances is just to give you and Mr. Fu an explanation!

   Zhang Yang complained in his heart, but did not say it out. There is no need to be unhappy with Wang Qingyuan over this kind of verbal dispute. He thought for a while and asked: "Is this matter related to Fang Chang?"

Wang Qingyuan nodded, "It's related. Fu Yizhi said that he once told someone about Fang Chang when he was drunk, and later the story reached the ears of a certain rich and powerful son, who once threatened that he was too cheap. Ask him to squat for a few more years."

   Zhang Yang thought for a while, "Could it be Fang Shang's fan?"

   "I don't know."

  Wang Qingyuan shook his head, "But the other party seems to really want to stand up for Fang Shang. Fang Shang had a chance to resolve this grievance, but she refused. Of course, I completely understand this."

  So you still vent your anger and hide him for so many years?

  Zhang Yang continued to complain secretly, and asked again: "Do you know who that person is?"

   "Gron."

  Wang Qingyuan saw Zhang Yang's eyes widen in surprise, and smiled, "You should also know that victim."

"Who?"

   "Liu Zhinan."

   "..."

Zhang Yang suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Liu Zhinan for the first time, and felt scared for a while. At the time Liu Zhinan took the initiative to run into his room, I'm afraid it wasn't as simple as misunderstanding what he meant. Yes!

   "How old was Liu Zhinan at that time?"

   "Underage."

  Liu Zhinan now looks like he has just come of age, this happened four years ago, maybe it's not just as simple as being a minor, in this way, based on what Fu Yizhi committed, it's still a light sentence.

  It's nice to have money!

Wang Qingyuan looked at his expression, smiled and didn't talk about it again, took two sips of coffee, and said: "Fang Chang's contract is less than one year left, if you want to help her, you can transfer to your studio Go ahead, whether to sign a contract in the future, you can decide."

   "Thank you Wang Dong."

  Wang Qingyuan sighed, didn't say anything more, Zhang Yang sat down again, and then left. Back in the office, he pondered for a long time, carefully recalling what happened that night.

  Qiu Shuqing came to the door, Luoshen said that Liu Zhinan was secretly filming, Liu Zhinan came to the door again... Later at the airport, she appeared unexpectedly again, was photographed by the media, and spread gossip...

Calculating the time, before the Phoenix Music Festival, Ge Long had already proposed an "engagement" to him, but he hadn't done it yet. After Liu Zhinan's scandal at the airport, he had already finalized "Let the Bullets Fly" with Ge Long Cooperation.

  He pondered for a while, finally picked up his phone, and sent a message to Ge Long: "Do you know Liu Zhinan?"

   After waiting for less than a minute, Ge Long called directly, Zhang Yang waited for the phone to ring twice, picked it up and connected.

   "Why did you ask her?"

   Zhang Yang smiled, "Do you know him?"

Ge Long also laughed, "If people don't want to know about it, she is an artist of a friend's company of mine. I tried to deal with you at the Phoenix Music Festival last year, but you didn't take the bait, so forget it." .”

   "Qiu Shuqing too?"

   "I really don't know about it. I can just pay the money, and I don't care how to implement it. But then the incident at the airport was not my conspiracy. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe she wanted to be popular, anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

   "Frankly... I don't know what to say."

"My father told me to treat people with sincerity. In the past, it was revenge. Now, it's over. We are a cooperative relationship. There is no need to make troubles over such trivial matters. If you feel uncomfortable, why not Another fight?"

   "Forget it, I rely on my appearance for a living, and I don't fight."

  Zhang Yang sighed, "How about the movie?"

   "Isn't this just the preparation? That one is quite serious and not perfunctory."

   Zhang Yang chatted with him for a few more words, and Ge Long said impatiently: "Is there something else? Just say it, don't be silly."

   "Do you know Fu Yizhi?"

"you recognize?"

   "No, I only found out after visiting the head teacher in high school during the Chinese New Year this year that he is my teacher's son, purely out of curiosity."

Ge Long snorted, and his tone was quite disdainful: "I heard from Wang Qingyuan that Fu Yizhi called for injustice, right? This grandson just dared to do it and dared not admit it, and he was sentenced, and he still called for injustice? He dares to make up any story. What's even more strange is that there are still people willing to believe it! Do you know how old Liu Zhinan was then? How much do I have to pay for a little girl to do such a thing?"

   Zhang Yang pondered for a few seconds before sighing: "All right."

   "Who do you trust?"

   "It doesn't make sense for me to believe anyone, I just hope that thing really changes."

   Zhang Yang leaned on the chair, put his legs on the table, and felt that this position was quite comfortable, "Okay, I have something else to do, let's talk when I have time."

  Ge Long hung up the phone without replying, faster than Zhou Fan.

   Zhang Yang spread out on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he sighed, took out his mobile phone to find Fang Shang's number, and dialed it.

   No answer.

Zhang Yang thought for a while, then got up and left, and went to find her in the karaoke room downstairs. It was the same old karaoke room last time, only Fang Chang was singing an old song called "After Despair". I heard Yang Wenxuan sing it in "Sound Super League".

   "I have been disappointed again and again, there is no light in the night—"

   "I was desperate—I couldn't see a little light in despair—"

   "I used to be in despair—in despair, I also smiled and said it didn't matter, the road is ahead—"

   "I was once in despair—in despair, I have to tell myself that I am born in this world, and I am strong alone—"

  Compared to the flood-like emotional catharsis sung by Yang Wenxuan that day, the version sung by Fang Shang is more depressed and introverted, but it has the power to move people and even palpitate.

  She was so involved in singing that it took a long time for Zhang Yang to notice, she stopped busy, panted slightly to calm her breath, and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I want to discuss something with my senior sister, are you free now?"

   "I've been empty."

  Fang Chang smiled, "What's the matter?"

   Zhang Yang considered his choice of words, and said, "If that's the case, I have a studio of my own, which is under the name of the company, which can be regarded as a certain affiliation and cooperation relationship."

  Fang Shang smiled and said: "I know, you have made a start. Lin Suyuan is also opening a studio now to cooperate with the company."

"Senior sister, you have such good qualifications and singing skills. It's a pity if you keep burying them like this. If you want, the contract with the company will remain the same, and the management affairs can be transferred to my side. I will arrange the album and announcements. .”

  Fang Chang didn't expect him to talk about this matter, he was slightly startled, and then wanted to say something, Zhang Yang took the first step and said: "I just came down from Director Wang, and I have already obtained his consent."

  Fang Chang was stunned again, more surprised than just now, and wanted to speak again, just opened his mouth, and found that tears had already come down, he quickly reached out to wipe the tears, trying to maintain calm: "I'm sorry..."

  Zhang Yang smiled, but didn't answer the words, "Did the senior sister agree?"

Fang Chang couldn't wipe off his tears, so he nodded vigorously at him, Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go and tell Sister Nan first, when senior sister is free these two days, just come here, I have an appointment Yiyi, let's go first!"

He didn't want to see the sad picture, so he turned and left with a smile. When he closed the door, he heard a suppressed whimpering sound inside. The aftertaste of roses.

  (end of this chapter)