ECG -Chapter 80 Fairy, Where Do You Think You’re Running Off To?

Lin Hao hadn’t even counted to three yet.

“Alright!” Yang Qianyi stood up and extended her hand toward him. “Welcome to Meiying Music!”

Lin Hao smiled. He had given this elegant and beautiful woman in front of him three seconds. Whether she could seize the opportunity would determine the fate of her and Meiying.

He believed that if she missed these three seconds, both she and the other two people present would regret it for the rest of their lives.

Lin Hao reached out and shook her hand. It was a soft, fair little hand. Held in his palm, it felt tender and warm, neither dry nor greasy.

Yang Qianyi felt a little embarrassed and withdrew her hand first. Lin Hao secretly considered himself lucky. If he had held it any longer, he might not have been able to resist scratching her palm with his finger.

After sitting down, he cursed himself inwardly.

What was wrong with him? Could it be that he was really becoming an “older woman” enthusiast?

Weren’t those young and innocent girls cute too?

Yang Qianyi smiled and said, “Lin Hao, right now I only care about the big gift you mentioned!”

“After you return to Yanjing, I suggest you go watch a competition!”

“Oh?” Yang Qianyi found it strange. In this industry, was there any competition she didn’t know about?

“The Huaxia University Campus Singer Competition!”

Yang Qianyi found it rather amusing. What good talents could possibly come from a university singer competition?

Out of politeness, she still replied, “Alright, if I have time, I’ll definitely go take a look.”

Lin Hao knew she hadn’t taken it seriously. He originally wanted to persuade her a little more, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

He had already given her chance after chance. Whether she could grasp it was her own destiny.

The group then agreed that after returning to Yanjing, they would draft the songwriting contract, and it would then be mailed over.

After that, Zhu Xiaolan took out her laptop and introduced the artists under the company to Lin Hao.

Meiying Music currently had 24 signed artists: 16 women and 8 men. They didn’t have a single group, and all of them were solo pop singers.

When Lin Hao saw Qin Ruoyun’s performance video, his eyes immediately lit up. He had heard several of her songs online before and knew that she was an artist under Meiying.

This female singer’s voice had the magnetism and explosive power of a Black singer. Her low notes were relaxed and lingering, her middle range was clear and full of texture, and her high notes were powerful and magnificent.

Her greatest feature was still her middle range. That sense of strength and texture, along with the perfectly balanced hint of melancholy and world-weariness, was deeply moving.

He couldn’t help but praise her.

“This voice is incredible. It’s slightly husky but still bright. Whether it’s pop or rock, she’s extremely suitable!”

Yang Qianyi froze for a moment because Qin Ruoyun had told her many times before that rock music was declining. Otherwise, she would definitely have gone into rock.

At the time, Yang Qianyi had even joked that she had never seen a rock band willing to take a 30-year-old female singer. Qin Ruoyun had been depressed for an entire day because of that.

Yang Qianyi felt that Qin Ruoyun was just too spoiled by her family and had too much free time.

But hearing Lin Hao say this now, she asked in surprise:

“Lin Hao, do you really think Ruoyun is suitable for rock?”

Lin Hao first nodded, then shook his head with a smile.

“She doesn’t necessarily have to sing rock. It’s just that some of her previous songs weren’t very suitable for her.”

Yang Qianyi fell into thought.

In the end, Lin Hao selected three female singers and one male singer.

“These four people. One song each. Let’s first release an EP for them and test the waters.”

Looking at the four people Lin Hao had chosen, Yang Qianyi and the other two exchanged glances.

Because these people all had one thing in common—

They were all singers who had already passed their prime.

Especially the male singer named Shen Zizhe. He was already 31 years old. Three years ago, he had stopped releasing new songs. Recently, he had tried changing directions to sing military-themed songs, but that had failed as well. His contract was now about to expire, and the company had already decided not to renew it.

She didn’t hide her concerns from Lin Hao and directly told him what she was worried about.

“President Yang, I advise you to immediately renew their contracts before this EP comes out!”

Lin Hao spoke with a serious expression, without the slightest hint of joking.

Yang Qianyi was completely puzzled.

Out of so many artists who were currently popular, he didn’t choose any of them. Instead, he picked four people—each one more washed up and forgotten than the last…

“President Yang, I chose them because I have confidence in them. I also hope you’ll have confidence in me!”

After saying this, Lin Hao stared straight at Yang Qianyi without blinking.

Yang Qianyi thought about it again and again, but in the end, she still nodded.

Lin Hao chuckled.

“Good! In ten days, wait for my notice. Each of these four people will need to stay with me for a few days. After I finish guiding them, you can start finding a band and recording studio for them. We’ll try to make it in time for the Spring Festival season.”

Yang Qianyi still had some concerns.

After all, four songs meant a real investment of 800,000 yuan. And after that, recording, production, distribution channels, and other expenses would require another large sum of money.

Was it really worth throwing so much money into these four singers who were almost at the point of being shelved?

Her thoughts went back and forth countless times, but she still nodded.

Since she had chosen to trust him, then she might as well give it a try. Besides, these people were already in this state; even if they tossed things around a bit more, what else could happen?

Eight hundred thousand… she could afford to take that gamble!

“Alright, I’ll have them bring all the agreements over together.”

“Okay!” Lin Hao stood up. “Then it’s settled. You should all go back to the hotel and rest early too.”

After leaving the private room, Jin Yongnian wanted to pay the bill, but Lin Hao joked that since this was his territory, how could he let his guests spend money?

After Lin Hao paid, he and Yang Qianyi exchanged phone numbers.

When they walked out of the restaurant, a taxi happened to pull up by the roadside. Jin Yongnian hurried over to stop it. The road was covered with ice and snow, and with a “thump,” he slipped and landed hard on his backside, making Zhu Xiaolan laugh loudly.

Yang Qianyi asked Lin Hao to go with them and said they would drop him off at the university first. Lin Hao politely refused, saying the road wasn’t far and he could just walk back. It would also help him clear his mind.

He wanted to walk back so he could sort through everything that had happened today.

After waving goodbye, Lin Hao watched the taxi drive away, white exhaust billowing from the back, and chuckled.

Right now, Yang Qianyi and the others probably still couldn’t understand why he had chosen four outdated singers. But he believed that before long, they would suddenly realize the reason.

……

Yang Qianyi and the others arrived in Yanjing at noon the next day. None of the three went home; they headed straight to the company.

They stayed busy for the entire afternoon. When Yang Qianyi finally looked up again, the city outside was already lit up with lights.

She used the landline on her desk to call the artist department.

“Xiaolan, did you check that college student singer competition?”

“President Yang, it starts tomorrow morning at 8:30. It’s at Haidian Theater, near your home.”

“Good.”

Yang Qianyi put down the phone and stretched lazily. She needed to go back and take a look. She still didn’t know what kind of mess he had turned the house into.

She went to the underground parking lot to get her car, and by the time she reached home, it was already nine o’clock.

At this moment, Yang Qianyi felt as if her legs were filled with lead. The traffic in Yanjing was really something else—getting worse and worse. A trip that should have taken only half an hour had somehow taken more than two hours.

After getting off the elevator, she took out her keys and opened the door. The living room lights were on, so it seemed Xiao Yang hadn’t gone out.

When she lowered her head to change shoes, she suddenly froze.

On the floor, besides her husband Xiao Yang’s pair of black leather shoes, there was actually another pair of white knee-high leather boots.

At that instant, she felt her vision go dark and nearly fainted. She hurriedly reached out and grabbed the doorframe.

She never imagined that this kind of cliché drama scene, something that only appeared in TV shows, would one day happen inside her own home.

“Fairy, let’s see where you can run to!”

Xiao Yang imitated Sun Wukong’s voice as he shouted. Immediately after, two figures, as bare as stripped chickens, rushed out of the bedroom…

“Ah?!”

The woman let out a startled cry, covered her chest with both hands, turned around, and ran back into the room.

Xiao Yang still had a pillowcase tied around his head, and his face was filled with panic.

“You? Why did you come back?”

Yang Qianyi forced down the anger in her heart. Even her voice trembled.

“Put your clothes on first!”

Without even changing her shoes, she walked straight into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

She and Xiao Yang had been university classmates. She had studied piano, while Xiao Yang was in the directing department. The two started dating during their third year and had stumbled their way through life together ever since.

Xiao Yang’s journey as a director had been extremely difficult. He had made several films, but their box office results had all been horribly disappointing.

Yang Qianyi gave the company’s artists’ music videos to him to direct, but he said that even if he starved to death, he would never film that kind of trash.

Xiao Yang gradually began giving up on himself. Three years ago, Yang Qianyi still resolutely married him. She believed in his talent and wanted to make one final effort.

From the new house to the renovations, furniture, and appliances, everything in their home had been arranged and purchased by Yang Qianyi.

Over these three years, the two had argued, fought, and even physically lashed out at each other. They were like two wild beasts trapped inside a cage.

At this moment, Yang Qianyi no longer had any strength left.

No matter how unreasonable Xiao Yang had been before, he had never dared to bring another woman home. It seemed that today was the final act of this drama.

The woman came out of the bedroom. She was tall, with her head held high and her chest pushed forward.

She ignored Yang Qianyi completely. She walked straight to the entrance, put on the white leather boots, picked up a white down jacket hanging on the wall, and after opening the door, she called toward the bedroom in a flirtatious voice:

“Brother Yang, see you tomorrow?”

“Bang.”

The door closed.