"Were they all written by one person? Hanyang? I think I heard the name somewhere."
Zi Yan said doubtfully, searching for the information of Hanyang in her mind. She just could not remember the name.
"Don't you remember Hanyang? The old witch referred to him on the meeting last time and even reprimanded our songwriters on account of him!" Zhou Fei reminded her.
"Ah!"
Zi Yan did a double-take and covered her mouth with an outcry. She looked at Zhou Fei with eyes widened and said, "Is that Hanyang who wrote three fine songs for Xue Qian?"
"Yes, it's he! Oh, my god. Never did I think he was a master of songwriters. He produced four excellent songs in one day. It's virtually beyond my imagination!" Zhou Fei repeatedly exclaimed.
"It's amazing." Zi Yan was surprised. She did appreciate such versatile people.
"I'll leave a message on his Weibo. If he can write you a fine song, it'll be great!
Zhang Han absolutely did not know how his excellent songs, which came out in advance, influenced the Entertainment Circle. However, this was just a beginning. At this time in the dining room, Mengmeng was watching cartoons, while Zhang Han was sitting in front of the computer since he was free and watching at Weibo to check messages one by one. Music anchor Ao Qiang, "Dear Mr. Hanyang, I'm Ao Qiang, a free musician. After listening to the songs you wrote, I think highly of you, and the songs are well written. When I heard of your great deeds and learned that you would choose the winners to write them songs, I also want to try to obtain a song from you." Ao Qiang? Zhang Han narrowed his eyes and replied to him under his message after a pause, "Tell me your email and I'll give you a song named We Are So Different." He continued to check the following messages. Nuan Wen, "Hello, elder brot
The emergence of the 16 songs in succession lifted billows in the Entertainment Circle. Some media companies and popular singers could keep calm and waited the other day. But now they were completely unable to sit still. Almost everyone knew that Hanyang was bound to have fine songs. If they acquired one, they would get tremendous attention and gained popularity, which brought only good results. As a result, A-list popular singers also began to leave messages on Zhang Han's Weibo. The arrangements of popular singers were embodied. The instance they sent out their messages, a lot of fans gave their likes one after another. Except for the previous message of Xue Qian, all other messages were overwhelmed for a moment. The hot posts were ranked according to the number of their likes. The number of likes of those popular singers' messages rose up quickly and came out in front. However, this was just a beg
At noon of the day, in the Royal Entertainment Company. "Elder Sister Yan, your album... is off the market," Zhou Fei said with a helpless expression. "Oh." Zi Yan responded. Her delicacy face was as calm as ever, but a trace of loss and fatigue flashed through her eyes. "En..." Zhou Fei hesitated for a moment and said finally, "Album sales totaled 23,000. It's all because that Hanyang made so many excellent songs up to fifty at once. Alas, the media companies that got the songs has been hyped crazy. People's attention is all on those fifty songs, leading to the complete failure of our album." "Um." Zi Yan took a gentle breath and said, "That's all right. We failed this time. We'll come back next time." "Well, I don't know when it will be next time. So many artists of our company went to Hanyang's Weibo for songs, but none of them succeed. The old witch just lost her temper in the offic
Zhao Feng's expression was rigid for a moment. Although he knew that the Boss might not take Tang Zhan seriously, he did not expect that in the eyes of the Boss, Tang Zhan, who was in high status, was regarded as a nonentity! Nonentity? Maybe... Zhao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, and his eyes were full of helplessness and complication. Just as he was about to say something, his cell phone rang. A minute after he answered the phone, his face became grave. "Well, I see." Zhao Feng answered, hanging up the phone, and looked at Zhang Han. "What's wrong? Tang Zhan asked you to tackle me?" Zhang Han asked casually. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't worry about what Zhao Feng would do at all. "No..." Zhao Feng shook his head with a bitter smile and said in a deep tone, "Tang Zhan is going to hold a meeting at 1:00 p.m." "Oh." Zhang Han nodded.
"Good. You are a man of bold vision. I will give you the opportunity. If this case goes well, Feng, you can not only get a large reward, but our feud between Scorpion and the restaurant will be written off!" Tang Zhan said with a smile. "Sure!" Zhao Feng nodded his head firmly. Although he knew he would face a lot of danger this time, he felt relieved somehow. If this cargo case really went smoothly, then Tang Zhan, as he said, would definitely no longer find trouble for the restaurant in the future. However, could it really go so smoothly? Was it really that simple? Or were there any other intentions? Zhao Feng felt relief, but he still felt a sense of crisis in his mind. He believed that things would not be so simple. Would a sophisticated 'old fox' like Tang Zhan disclose the whole secret to his subordinates like this? Did he really think all his men were loyal? Impossible, even if Tang Zhan was n
Zhao Feng came to the restaurant to have dinner. After the meal, he didn't wait for people to leave to clean the tables. He left alone for Tang Zhan's mansion. Before leaving, he called his most loyal servant Ah Hu, leaving only a few words, "Take care of the restaurant for a few days when I leave. If there is any accident, you can take actions." Those words indicated Zhao Feng's determination. He wanted to topple Tang Zhan in this case. Now, he didn't want to have any scruples neither. It seemed...it's time to do something. At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Feng, Ning Xuan, Ze Long and "Leng Feng" as well as more than 20 subordinates boarded a medium-sized yacht. Except "Leng Feng", all personnel went through the security searches and turned over their mobile phones as well as any communication equipment before they were allowed to board the yacht. The four sat in the same cabin. Zhao Feng put on a mild expression, Ning Xuan
After they looked at each other for a few seconds, Zi Yan looked away, feeling her rapid heartbeat. "He... wants to tell me a secret? What is he doing? Does he want to pursue me?" Zi Yan felt a little unutterably nervous and her eyes glittered. She knew that when a man shared his secrets with a woman, it meant that they had a close relationship in this man's mind. "Soon after." Zhang Han said with a chuckle, "You will witness this place turning into a fairyland." Hearing what he said, Zi Yan glanced at Zhang Han. When she was about to speak, a huge figure came running down from the top of the mountain all of a sudden. As Zi Yan looked over, her eyes gradually widened. "What... what is that?" "A chimpanzee? Why is it so big?" "Ah, it's coming." Zi Yan subconsciously put her hands around Zhang Han's arm and leaned over him, pressing her bosoms aga
"Well..." Zhang Han smiled. When he released her hand, Zhang Han involuntarily kneaded it, which prompted Zi Yan to roll her eyes at him. "Hum!" Zi Yan did not know how charming she was at this point. She snorted softly and said in a disgruntled tone, "I'll go abroad in the afternoon. I don't think you have prepared any food to see me off." "Didn't we get here just now? I'll take the ingredients when I go back." Zhang Han was speechless. "But you've never made my favorite dishes. You aren't sincere at all." Zi Yan pursed her lips slightly, which made her both sexy and lovely. "Look over there." Zhang Han pointed to the planting area and said, "I planted some vegetables over there a few days ago, including spinach, lettuce, cabbage, mushrooms and some other small vegetables." "Oh." Zi Yan was shocked and lowered her head slightly. "You can have the hot pot when you come bac