Entertainment live broadcast: I rely on a poor song to get out of the circle

Xu Cong never thought that he finally came out to dig someone, but he was beaten by the other party's father.

Fortunately, the boy reacted quickly and pulled his father away.

"Dad, what are you doing? With so many people watching, do we want to do business in the future?" the young man quickly pulled the two apart.

Xu Cong was scolded inexplicably, and reluctantly arranged his collar, "Boss, did I offend you somewhere?" I have already paid for the bowl of rice just now, you are..."

"Hmph, you liar, do you want to trick my son into going to your company to give you a free job? We won't be fooled, don't you think!"

Seeing his father's annoyed look, the young man hurriedly handed him the business card, "Dad, you misunderstood, he is the chairman of a Chinese entertainment company." "

I didn't expect the boss to look at the business card and not believe it even more.

"What chairman? Who are you fooling, hurry up and let me go, or I'll call the police!" Hearing

the boss's words, Xu Cong almost wanted to cry without tears.

Has the chairman been so harsh these years

? Can't the chairman eat rice bowls? Can't you add an egg?

Seeing the boss's determined look, Xu Cong shook his head helplessly, "Then I'll go first, if you change your mind, you can call the phone above."

After speaking, Xu Cong left without looking back.

When he got home, he quickly turned on the computer and searched for the song he had just sung by the teenager with the memory in his mind, but he didn't find the answer at all.

Could it be that he created the original song?

This is not scientific, a teenager in his early twenties should have such a talent.

Even because of the blessing of the golden finger, he barely got to this point.

After thinking about it, Xu Cong was even more eager for that young man, and he couldn't wait to bring the contract over and sign him immediately.

But when he thought of the fierce and vicious appearance of the young man's father, Xu Cong immediately retreated again.

"This kind of thing still depends on fate!" Xu Cong secretly sighed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, I received a call from the teenager the next day.

"I remember who you are!" As soon as he picked up the phone, the young and fast voice came from the earpiece.

"Who am I?" Xu Cong smiled, waiting for the young man's next words.

"You're Xu Cong, that genius singer, right?" said the young man excitedly.

Xu Cong nodded and said modestly: "I'm not a genius singer. "

I want to sign with you. I didn't expect the young man to agree so happily, which really surprised Xu Cong.

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Xu Cong still couldn't forget his irascible father, and couldn't help but mention, "There is no problem with signing you, but did your father agree?"

"Not yet." The boy replied honestly.

"That..." Xu Cong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he heard the young man say.

"I'm an adult, why can't I decide my own business?" doesn't

sound like anything wrong with that, but...

Xu Cong was also stunned, logically speaking, there was no problem.

After thinking for a while, Xu Cong spoke: "Don't you want to wait for your father to applaud you personally when you stand on the stage one day?"

Xu Cong then asked, "Don't you want to eat the rice bowl made by your father when you are training hard?"

The young man was silent again.

"If you don't want any of this, you can ignore anything, just come to the company to report to me, and I can sign a contract for you. "

There was still no movement from the boy's side.

Xu Cong sighed, his tone was serious, "If you want your father's support, bring him to the company with you, maybe he can change his mind."

"Okay.

After hanging up the phone, another half a day passed, and only then did he lead his father to knock on the door of Xu Cong's office during the Chinese New Year.

"Please come in. Xu Cong didn't raise his head, he knew very well who it was.

The young man led his father in, Xu Cong nodded, and motioned for them to sit down on the sofa by the window.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll talk to you when I'm done with what I'm done. After

signing and looking at it, my father looked left and right, very curious about the environment.

Xu Cong put down the document in his hand, took another one in his hand, and walked over with a smile.

"What? Still don't believe me as the chairman?"

"Believe, believe." Dad nodded hurriedly, looking at Xu Cong's eyes with more admiration, "There are really not many chairmen who still like to eat rice bowls these years."

Xu Cong smiled awkwardly to hide the past.

He pushed the document in his hand in front of the two of them and asked, "What do you call it?" "

My name is Lu Wenyu." The boy spoke lightly.

As soon as the father saw the right time, he desperately praised the child, "Chairman, let me tell you the truth, my child is really talented, he can sing since he was three years old, and he sings original songs, and the neighbors in the neighborhood praise him as a prodigy..."

Xu Cong was very relieved to hear this, and it seemed that he had really picked up a treasure.

He cleared his throat, and then said: "Daddy Lu, you also know that our company has just been founded, and now there is a shortage of people, your son has so much potential, are you willing to let him join us

?" Dad immediately smiled when he heard this, "Yes, of course I am willing, such a good opportunity, but will it affect his studies?"

Xu Cong immediately smiled when he heard it and said: "No, don't worry, we will adjust it according to his academic progress."

"That's good, that's good. Daddy's eyes rolled and he said, "And about the salary, how do you calculate it?"

Xu Cong was prepared, stretched out his finger and pointed to the contract document in front of him, "You look at the details above." "

Dad took the trouble to read the entire contract, and didn't understand the rest, only 50% of the last salary.

Then he was furious, "What? Does this contract mean that I will only be paid half of my son's salary?"

For a layman like Father Lu, this is all he sees in his eyes.

"Daddy Lu, you dissipate your anger and listen to me explain to you. Xu Cong said and reached out to pat Daddy Lu's back and motioned for him to sit down.

"You may not know the rules in the industry, other companies only pay artists about 30% of their salary, but our family is already high, 50%. Xu Cong patiently persuaded.

"I don't believe it, you are clearly oppressing the people. Father Lu said, slapped the table suddenly, and roared angrily, "In this way, if you really want to sign my son, just change the contract and pay us eighty percent of the salary." "