Chapter 161 Encounter with Ying Zhicheng

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

After all, it’s still too early to say this now.

Their first interview collaboration has not yet begun, so it is not yet clear how effective this approach will be.

Everything will depend on the subsequent public opinion and traffic to make the right judgment.

So, after lunch, they took a short rest on the sofa in the living room, and Yuan Wanqing suggested setting off.

After instructing the cook to clean the house, Yuan Wanqing took them downstairs, where her exclusive nanny car was already waiting.

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

This was the first time in his life that he rode in a celebrity’s nanny car.

The entire car is an extended version of a business car. After opening the door, you will see a small space where people can sit facing each other, with two rows of seats on each side.

Yuan Wanqing habitually sat on the soft chair on the right side close to the driver, and Yan Zhusheng sat opposite his mother, then patted the seat next to him and asked Li Luo to sit down.

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

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

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

"We're already here." The assistant nodded. "They are getting ready in the interview room. When we get there, we'll go to the dressing room first, and then we can start the formal interview."

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

After all, in his two lifetimes, he had never had the experience of being interviewed on the same stage with celebrities.

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

These are all fairly routine questions.

At least it wasn’t as tricky as the one 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 recorded, so if something is wrong, just re-record it.

……

Huayue Films Company.

Ying Zhicheng was sitting in his office reviewing documents. When it was almost 1 p.m., his secretary knocked on the door and walked in. She whispered to him, "Mr. Ying, your flight is at 3 p.m. today. You can get ready to leave."

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

Ying Zhicheng stood up and put on his suit jacket, then walked in front, followed closely by his secretary, who briefly reported on the subsequent itinerary.

Ying Zhicheng walked while listening, nodding from time to time, and then asked: "How is Yuan Wanqing doing? "Annual Rings" is very popular recently."

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

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

"Oh?" Ying Zhicheng paused and looked down at the time on his watch. "Can I take a few minutes to go over and take a look?"

"Well, there's still enough time." The secretary nodded, and quickly turned 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 it open.

In the dressing room, Yuan Wanqing was sitting in front of the mirror, with a makeup artist and hairstylist helping her with her hair.

The assistant and Yan Zhusheng sat on the sofa nearby waiting.

As for Li Luo and Qianzhou, they were in the interview room next door, 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, "Boss Ying, how come you have time to come to my place?"

"I have a flight to catch this afternoon, so I have some free time." Ying Zhicheng smiled, came behind Yuan Wanqing, and looked at her in the mirror. "I think you have established yourself now, right?"

"I was just lucky." Yuan Wanqing shook her head and laughed, "It was also a coincidence. Thanks to you for recommending the song "Annual Rings" 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 who are capable can turn opportunities into advantages."

At this point, Ying Zhicheng paused for a moment, 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. "After all, the performance of my new album is not ideal. It's normal for everyone to have some doubts."

"But I did come across two good songs, and I was so excited that I couldn't help but collect them first."

“It’s written by the same songwriter as ‘Annual Rings’.”

Ying Zhicheng listened and nodded, but when he heard the end, he looked doubtful.

In his impression, the song "Annual Rings" seemed to be written by Yuan Wanqing's daughter?

"Your daughter has written a new song?"

"Huh?" Yuan Wanqing was also stunned for a moment, then reacted and burst into laughter.

So she waved to the sofa next to her: "Zhusheng, come here." "Oh." Yan Zhusheng walked to Yuan Wanqing obediently and looked at Ying Zhicheng, "Hello, uncle."

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

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

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

"It just so happened that we had a small recording studio at home, and her classmate wrote a song, so Zhu Sheng invited her to our home to record it."

"Then it was sent to Luo Fei, and we heard it."

"So that's how it is." Ying Zhicheng nodded in realization, "So it seems this student is quite talented? Did he write a new song afterwards?"

With the previous success of "Annual Rings", this songwriter has achieved some good results to support him.

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

"Yes." Yuan Wanqing said, "If Mr. Ying is interested, he can also take some time to listen."

"I trust your judgment." Ying Zhicheng said with a smile, "I'm not an expert in this area, so it's fine as long as you think it's okay."

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

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

"Take care, Mr. Ying." Yuan Wanqing said, "Next time if I'm free, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay, I remember."

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

As a result, he had just taken two steps out when he bumped into Li Luo who was coming out of the interview room.

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

"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 face suddenly changed.

"Why are you here?" Ying Zhicheng asked curiously, "Is this the interview room?"

"Well... um..." Li Luo pulled Qianzhou behind him, signaling him not to talk nonsense, and then managed to calm down, "I am a classmate of Aunt Yuan's daughter. Today I went to visit classmate Yan's home. It just so happened that Aunt Yuan was coming here for an interview, so I followed her to see the world."

"Is that so?" Ying Zhicheng looked at Li Luo meaningfully, but did not ask him questions in person. After all, he had to catch a plane.

So he nodded and said, "I have something else to do, so I have to go first. Have fun here."

"Yeah, yeah..." Li Luo nodded quickly, and only felt relieved after watching Ying Zhicheng leave.

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

"Um...I'm an elder."

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

"If you wrote a novel like mine, what would you say?" Li Luo rolled his eyes at him.

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

Come to think of it, it’s really hard to talk about.

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

If the elders knew about this, it would be too bad...

At this time, Li Luo was already feeling a little numb.

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

But he had no idea which one.

Who could have thought that things would be so coincidental, and he just happened to run into it.

Yuan Wanqing turned out to be the singer under the film and television company where Ying Zhicheng worked.

If he had known this would be the case, Li Luo would have probably thought twice about whether to accept the interview.

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

But just when Li Luo thought he had gotten away with it, 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:
"Check it for me when you get back from your business trip."

"Which classmate of her daughter wrote the lyrics and composers of Yuan Wanqing's songs?"

The secretary was slightly stunned when he heard this order, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded and responded: "Okay, Mr. Ying."

(End of this chapter)