Reborn Tokyo Golden Age

Looking at the business card in his hand, and then at the middle-aged man in front of him who claimed to be the president of the firm, Bai Chuanfeng looked uncertain.

Could it be that he was really born with a superstar halo? Wherever you go, you will be stuck with a small card.

Cough, the charm is too great, and it is also a distressing thing.

"Aizawa-san, thank you for your attention, but I have no plans to debut as an artist."

Ridiculousness is a joke, but Bai Chuanfeng still politely refused. He has already planned his plans for the next few years, and artists are not included in the plan.

"I don't know Your Excellency..."

"Oh, Bai Chuanfeng."

"Bai Chuan-kun, please don't refuse. Wait... Bai Chuan Feng..." Aizawa Hideyoshi suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar.

Bai Chuanfeng? Isn't the songwriter of the song "Dragonfly" in the izakaya just now Bai Chuanfeng? !

Aizawa Hideyoshi widened his eyes, "Shirakawa-kun, that song "Dragonfly" is..."

Bai Chuanfeng nodded with a smile, "I got it by accident, I'm laughing at you."

Swish, Hideyoshi Aizawa rushed forward with a stride, no longer caring about social etiquette. He grabbed Bai Chuanfeng's arm, as if he saw a treasure mountain.

Alas, why are you still doing this? While breaking free from the opponent's hand, Bai Chuanfeng took a step back vigilantly.

This guy doesn't have any special hobbies, does he?

"Uh" Aizawa Hideyoshi awkwardly retracted the hand that was raised in the air, and then carried forward the spirit of craftsmanship, "I'm really sorry, I was rude just now."

"But Shirakawa-kun, please believe me. You have such creative talent and excellent singing talent. Under the operation of Sun Music, you will definitely become a well-known singer-songwriter in the future."

Just now, Shirakawa Kaede's debut as an idol has been silently replaced by Aizawa Hideyoshi in his heart to debut as a singer-songwriter.

He is sure to make Shirakawa Kaede into another super idol after the new royal family formed by Hiromi Go, Hideki Nishijo, and Kenji Sawada.

He even has the unique advantage of being a singer-songwriter.

RB people highly respect people with creative talents, literature, film, music, no matter which field, as long as your talent is recognized by the public.

Even if there is a loss in personal morality, everyone will eventually choose to forgive you.

But these can't tempt Bai Chuanfeng. He has seen more exaggerated and influential artists in later generations. But you can't just look at the bright side of everything. He thinks that he still can't handle the intricacies behind it.

Otherwise, what's the point of being a puppet? The closed and exclusive circles of RB are beyond imagination.

Don't you have creative talent, but when you create, you may be limited to whatever theme you create.

For the time being, at least for the time being, he has no idea about this.

Seeing that Bai Chuanfeng was still not persuaded by Aizawa Hideyoshi, although he was eager to seek talent, he was helpless.

However, he changed his mind and settled for the next best thing, "Mr. Bai Chuan, if possible, can I commission you to create in the future?"

Bai Chuanfeng originally wanted to decline, but because of the sincerity of the other party, he nodded again. "If there is a suitable one, no problem. But there is no guarantee that it will meet the expectations of your company."

"It should be so," Hideyoshi Aizawa quickly said politely, fortunately, he didn't get nothing.

After bidding farewell to the overly enthusiastic president Sang, Bai Chuanfeng went back home.

The moment he turned around, he saw another person leading a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a white sweater at the intersection not far away, looking here.

It should be Aizawa Hideyoshi's companion just now. When the girl saw Bai Chuanfeng looking over, she boldly met his gaze without showing any timidity.

The big eyes were quite eye-catching, and Bai Chuanfeng left her alone, leaving the back of her head.

Pu Chi Fazi snorted angrily, he was not a gentleman at all.

Seeing Hideyoshi Aizawa's regretful expression, Muneo Wakamatsu joked, "How was the harvest, Aizawa-kun?"

"It's not nothing." Aizawa Hidetoshi shrugged, and then told the two about Bai Chuanfeng.

"I didn't expect that "Dragonfly" was composed by him." Such a result also exceeded Wakamatsu's expectation.

He is in the recording production department of Sony Music, so he naturally understands how difficult it is for a song to sell well, and the huge amount of attractive income behind it.

But the uncut jade he found was not bad, Wakamatsu Zongxiong looked at Puchi Fazi.

At this time, Puchi Fazi was still in shock that the young man just now was the songwriter of the recent hit song "Dragonfly".

A pair of big eyes flickered twice, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Fazi, let's go." Wakamatsu Zongxiong greeted twice before she recovered.

This time I came to Tokyo entirely on leave of absence, and tomorrow she will return to Fukuoka to continue her studies.

As for the next time I come to Tokyo, it may take a month. My father happened to be here on a business trip at that time, so I hope everything will go well then.

…

After returning from Shibuya, before Bai Chuanfeng sat still, the pager in his pocket started beeping again.

Looking at the number above, he smiled happily.

Walking to the landline, he found out the business card he saved last time and started calling back.

"Watanabe-san, I'm Shirakawa."

When the phone was picked up, Bai Chuanfeng was the first to say hello.

"Bai Chuan-kun, it's me. I wonder if Bai Chuan-kun is still interested in the Blackstone jukebox?"

"Watanabe-san, is your father okay?"

"Uh, don't worry. I'm trying to convince my father that it will be all right. Well, that's it!"

As if afraid that Bai Chuanfeng would not believe it, Kazumasa Watanabe specially increased his tone. But in Bai Chuanfeng's view, it was more like comforting himself.

"I would like to ask you a question. I don't know why Watanabe-san and your father have such a big disagreement? Of course, if it is inconvenient, you don't need to answer."

Bai Chuanfeng was also curious why one desperately wanted to sell it while the other desperately wanted to keep it.

"There's nothing I can't say,..."

After listening to Watanabe's explanation, Bai Chuanfeng finally understood what was going on.

The elder Watanabe's company started out supplying parts to other turntable companies. But with more contacts, coupled with the considerable profit margin of the whole machine, the old Watanabe also began to make up his mind to make his own brand of record players.

Thanks to the economic upturn, the national consumption capacity has improved.

After a few years, let's not say how famous it is. At least in a steady and steady manner, it is not a big problem to support a factory.

Later, just as Bai Chuanfeng guessed, the old Watanabe, who worked half a century, had a stroke. It is really impossible to maintain the company's operations, and this family business can only be handed over to the uncertain little Watanabe.

However, Watanabe is not interested in record players at all, he is obsessed with the stock market.

Less than a year after taking over the company, he almost wiped out all the cash on the books. There is no way, the cash flow is insufficient, but the product must be produced.

In the end, I could only replace the production with the next-level parts under the introduction of my friends. The price is that terrible failure rate.

In fact, Kazumasa Watanabe didn't know that the sub-level parts introduced by those friends were not cheap at all. It's just that he doesn't care about it because he doesn't care about it.

Due to the problem of product failure rate, Watanabe has also been troubled by constant phone calls recently, and the idea of ​​selling Blackstone record players has become more and more intense.

"It's just that my father and I have different business ideas. In the future, the financial market will be the foundation of RB's economic growth."

Hey, you're such a clever little ghost.

Bai Chuanfeng silently gave him a thumbs up.

"Please don't worry, Mr. Bai Chuan. The Blackstone record player has accumulated a good reputation for several years and is absolutely reliable. I will convince him as soon as possible from my father. Please wait for my good news."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Chuanfeng didn't believe a word of Watanabe's good reputation.

But there is a problem with old Watanabe, do you want to help him?

"Kataro, what has Ota been up to lately?"

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