[Fenghuaxue, a small folk band in southwest Yunnan, is going to be acquired by entertainment giant Wenning!
Although the hot search was quickly removed, various gossips have spread like wildfire in the circle, and netizens who eat melons have come online one after another:
"Isn't Wen Ning in an idol group? Why are you interested in folk music?"
"Don't you look at who is behind it? Have you never heard of Shao Xisheng?"
"That new investment wizard in the music field?"
"I heard that his initial offer was 2 million."
"This... Feng Huaxue is a bit of a loser."
"What can we do? Isn't it as easy as crushing an ant for a big company to acquire a small band?"
There are different opinions on the Internet, but no one knows that on a star-studded night in a month, a girl got on a plane from Diancheng to Beijing with her suitcase to fulfill her duties as the band's behind-the-scenes manager.
Half a month later, Shao Xisheng slumped in his chair and said to his assistant dejectedly: "Did you hear that?"
Assistant: "What did you hear?"
Shao Xisheng: "The sound of my money flowing out of my pocket."
Assistant: "I heard that Miss Feng and you are high school classmates, why not play the relationship card?"
Shao Xisheng regained his composure, but as soon as he walked to the door, he heard Feng Zhuyue say unceremoniously: "Sorry, I have hated Mr. Shao since high school."
That night, the infatuated heroine fell drunk in front of the hotel bed, sobbing and murmuring: "I obviously like him so much, but I can't say it..."
Shao Xisheng: Someone actually hates me who is so perfect?
Feng Zhuyue didn't understand why she was always on the opposite side of Shao Xisheng, so that every time she won, she realized later that she didn't want to win the male god, but wanted to chase him.
Shao Xisheng was a little excited. He liked the feeling of fighting with this girl, because the other side of meeting his opponent was Qu meeting his bosom friend.
Purpose: Promote national music