Rebirth of Hong Kong's tycoons, shorting Eagle Sauce

When Wang Lei is going to do something with all his strength, everything becomes simple.

It only took two days for his two songs to be recorded into VCD discs.

Two well-known composers are supervising the workers who are pressing records to hurry up.

"Hey, is it really okay for us to do this? Will the big boss... have any objections?"

"I don't think so. We are also considering the company's record sales.

Besides, these two songs will definitely become golden songs. Isn't it a pity to leave them in our hands?"

Yes, it's a loss for music fans all over the world that only a few of us know such good songs?

"Teacher, who should be written in the author and lyricist column on the cover?"

"Just use the pseudonym of First Deep Affection."

Master Zhang, who was in charge of pressing, nodded, but muttered in his heart, First Deep Affection, a little interesting, and using a pseudonym, let's listen to it later.

On the other side, Wang Lei, holding a master tape, solemnly called Liu Hu.

"Tiger must hand this disc to Pansy Bai."

Liu Hu nodded heavily: "Boss, don't worry, I will send it to Aocheng right away."

Pansy Bai looked at the sea with a lost look, and the man never showed up.

She showed a bitter smile on her face:

"In the end, it's all my wishful thinking. Maybe he never liked me."

Looking at his daughter getting thinner and thinner, the gambling king felt pain in his heart and anxious in his eyes.

"Bah, what a bad idea did Old Wang come up with? This kid Wang didn't make any move at all. Does he really think that no one wants my Pansy? If I force him, I will really promise Pansy to the son of Mr. Xu."

"The one who will regret it then will definitely be that stinky boy."

Just when Pansy Bai was complaining to herself, the servant reported:

"Miss, Wang Lei's personal bodyguard sent a disc and said that it must be delivered to you."

Hearing this, Pansy Bai asked in surprise:

"Where is Liu Hu? I want to ask him in person, what kind of person is Wang Lei? attitude."

"Miss, didn't you say that you wouldn't see anyone? Liu Hu left in a hurry after delivering the things."

"Then give me the CD."

Looking at the CD with the two song titles printed on it, a trace of sadness appeared on Bai Chaoqiong's face:

"You finally paid off the debt you owed me, and you generously gave me two songs."

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to it."

The melodious music of "I Just Like You" sounded in the room, and Wang Lei's quiet and gentle singing made people immersed in it.

After only half of it, Bai Chaoqiong's eyes were filled with tears.

She heard Wang Lei's self-blame and her helplessness when she was engaged. It turned out that he liked me, but why was he always so distant to me?

Just when she was moved by Wang Lei, the song "Rogue" sounded.

"I get drunk sometimes and love freedom.

I often make mistakes and love to lie, but I always feel guilty.

I have met many bad friends and learned to be greedy for new things and hate the old ones."

Isn't this lyric a true portrayal of Wang Lei?

In the song, she heard Wang Lei's self-mockery and deep guilt.

"I also owed a lot of women,

I am afraid that I will only keep a promise for three minutes after getting married."

"Why follow me, a rogue like me?"

It turned out that he was afraid of hurting me and worried about letting me down, so he always kept a distance from me.

She locked herself in the room for a whole day, and the VCD kept playing two songs in a loop.

The gambling king paced outside the room anxiously, wondering what kind of magic Wang Xiaozi had used to make his daughter seem like a demon.

His daughter's attitude made him feel bad, and things seemed to be out of his control.

"Old Wang, your idea is really a bad idea."

Just then, the closed door was opened.

Bai Chaoqiong was radiant at this time, and she had changed her previous depressed look.

The gambling king was surprised by the change in his daughter's expression. Could it be that Wang Lei's song has such a great magic?

The sun sprinkled on his daughter's body, as if a layer of holy light was hit.

It touched the softest part of his heart:

"Daughter, you haven't been as happy as you are today for a long time."

"Dad, I think clearly."

Hearing this, the gambling king was secretly happy in his heart. It seemed that his and Lao Wang's calculations had succeeded halfway.

But then he heard Bai Chaoqiong say:

"My daughter has decided not to marry anyone in this life. She will stay in the Bai family in the future, take care of my father until he is old, and look after the Bai family's business."

"This..."

The gambling king's face collapsed immediately.

This kid Wang has such a cruel heart. He actually wants my daughter to be a widow for him forever.

"Chao Qiong, don't say such discouraging words, you will get married eventually."

"I didn't say discouraging words, father, I am serious, I think I can live independently without relying on any man."

"ThenYou have to leave offspring, otherwise how can your bloodline continue? "

Bai Chaoqiong smiled:

"I can have children without a man, wouldn't it be better if the child has my surname Bai?"

The gambling king had a lot of question marks on his head, this was not the result he wanted at all.

But he also felt that the family business could not do without Bai Chaoqiong.

The Bai family did not need to rely on women to marry to stabilize their business and status.

"Okay, okay, since you have decided, I will support you."

Bai Chaoqiong touched the CD in her hand and smiled:

"If you don't get married, I won't get married, we will always have a chance. "

After receiving this result, the gambling king immediately called Wang Zhengyi to scold him.

Wang Zhengyi had never expected this result. He smiled bitterly and touched the stubble on his chin. He listened to the gambling king's complaints and had no room to retort.

The third brother really gave him a difficult problem.

Wang Zhengyi apologized and hung up the phone. After a long time, he uttered a sigh:

"The third brother is even more of a jerk than I was when I was young. ”

……

Master Zhang from the record pressing company is a music enthusiast. He chose this job because he loves music so much.

As usual, he bought a newly pressed CD at an internal price.

People are curious. Hong Kong City’s No. 1 Affectionate is obviously a pseudonym.

Seeing that the two gold medal producers of Sanshi Company were so cautious, he guessed that it must be a superstar singer who was planning to make a comeback and wanted to use a pseudonym to test the market first.

After listening to the two songs, Master Zhang was silent. It took a long time for him to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but the lighter ran out of gas at this time.

"Damn it, I was almost taken in. I remembered running under the sunset that day. That was my lost youth."

"It is worthy of being Hong Kong City's No. 1 Affectionate. You can't write such music without dozens of love stories."

The man holding the cigarette smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity to give such a record as a gift."