??Chapter 308: 301: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 2
Chapter 308: 301: Gu Yihuan and Pang Zijin Extra Story 2
After Pang Zijin took over Pamdow, sales records were broken one after another. Being able to resolve the reputation crisis brought on by the Orange Beauty incident in such a short ti and even finding new business opportunities in the crisis proved that Pang Minde had not chosen the wrong person. In the following months, Pang Minde gradually delegated power, and there were quite a few rumors in the company saying that his empowernt was not voluntary, but that Pang Zijin had sidelined him, and for that, he had endured in silence for two years. The previously unknown illegitimate daughter had suddenly risen to the top, and there were all sorts of unflattering rumors. In any case, Pamdow was now under Pang Zijin’s control.
Pang Zijin had successively acquired Huasheng Music and Starlight dia, intending to venture into music production and film investnt. Before the new year, Ms. Su Nanzhi won the Best Actress Award at the Golden Scales Awards with her film “Golden Beauty”. The celebration party invited big shots from the film industry, and Pang Zijin was among the invitees.
In such occasions, how could Gu Yihuan, who was full of ambition to debut, be absent? As the saying goes, even a fine wine needs a wide alley to be known; he actively volunteered himself.
There’s a term for it – “Taking advantage of familiarity”.
“Uncle, are you interested in investing in a singer with potential?”
Guan Zhengan touched his ears, “What did you say?”
Guan Zhengan, whose voice was hoarse from years of smoking, suddenly sounded loud and clear, “I’m getting old, my ears aren’t that good.” He appeared to be very busy, waving to soone, and walked over, “Hey, Director Zhang, long ti no see.”
Gu Yihuan: “…”
This was his own uncle.
Gu Yihuan looked around the room and found his next target, Xiao Junshan – his mother’s childhood friend.
“Uncle Xiao.”
“Xiao Huan,” Xiao Junshan replied with a kind smile.
The usually frivolous young master was quite serious, “Are you interested in investing in a singer with potential?”
“Ah… this… I haven’t seen your grandfather in quite so ti, how is he recently?”
This la attempt at changing the subject.
“He’s fine.”
“How about your mother?”
He was greeting the whole family, avoiding ntioning anything about investnt.
Seeing investnt was not going to happen, Gu Yihuan looked listless, “She’s also fine.”
“How about your second uncle?”
“He’s losing his hearing.”
Xiao Junshan: “…”
Lacking spirit, Gu Yihuan found a spot to eat and drink, questioning his life. Actually, he couldn’t really bla others for not investing, since Madam Guan Zhengming liked to share on her social circle, and his every little skeleton had long been transparent there.
As he was feeling bored, soone sat down next to him.
He recognized the person, soone he’d seen at a few events but wasn’t familiar with. Only a few days ago at his grandfather’s house, he heard his uncles talk about her, his eldest uncle described her as such: young in age but exceptional in managing business, a true rchant material.
“Hello,” Gu Yihuan greeted.
“Hello.”
He just casually asked, his tone lazy and devoid of any enthusiasm, “Are you interested in investing in a singer with potential?”
“Of course,” Pang Zijin looked at him, her eyes full of spirit, “Which singer?”
Gu Yihuan imdiately sat up straight, “.”
She took out her phone, “Then let’s add each other on WeChat, we need to discuss so details.”
“Sure, sure.”
The Little White Rabbit had fallen into the trap…
Pang Zijin was very efficient in her work; after a few exchanges on WeChat, the contract was sent to Gu Yihuan, totaling more than forty pages.
Ever since he was young, Gu Yihuan had one problem – as soon as he saw dense text, he felt sleepy.
He asked Xie Shang to review the contract for him.
“Are there any problems? Can I sign it?”
Xie Shang glanced over it briefly, “Go ahead and sign.”
Gu Yihuan had been swindled before and had beco a bit wiser, “Fourth Brother, you didn’t even look at it carefully.”
No need for a careful look, Pang Zijin had always been willing to spend money on Gu Yihuan. Her intentions were crystal clear, it’s just that Gu Yihuan had a head made of elm wood.
Xie Shang didn’t spell it out, simply saying, “She won’t cheat you.”
Gu Yihuan believed him because Xie Shang said so.
“Why do you think she signed ?”
“Why do you think she signed you?”
Gu Yihuan thought hard, “Fourth Brother, she really knows how to pick talent.”
Xie Shang drank tea, silent.
*****
When Gu Yihuan was young, his mother had soone tell his fortune. The fortune-teller said he was destined for wealth and nobility.
He was born into the Gu Family, never worrying about food or clothing, getting stars if he wanted stars, the moon if he desired the moon. Although his biological father was of questionable character, he had a cousin looking out for him and the backing of his maternal family who doted on him, so he never faced any hardships and lived freely every day.
He had four or five close friends, each capable of standing by his side. A horde of fair-weather friends, never lacking in food, drink, fun or gas. If he got into trouble, soone would cover for him, if he needed money, soone would hand out red packets, and if he couldn’t graduate, his mother would donate buildings. He indeed lived a life of luxury; the only hardship he faced was his struggling singing career.
Then Pang Zijin appeared.
After signing the contract, Pang Zijin set up a studio for Gu Yihuan, complete with an agent, assistant, PR team, operations team, and legal team.
His performance video on Chinese New Year’s Eve went viral online. As the protagonist in the video, he topped the trending search lists for two days and nights—this was Pang Zijin’s welco gift to him. Pang Zijin even hired top vocal coaches and producers from abroad to create tracks suited to his vocal range and timbre and arranged for him to appear on singing programs and reality shows.
Gu Yihuan’s personality wasn’t really suited for variety shows, especially scripted reality shows. His mory was like a fish’s, completely unable to rember scripts.
After the show aired, he was indeed criticized.
Pang Zijin ca straight to the recording studio after a eting, “Didn’t I tell you to improvise less during the shows?”
Gu Yihuan wasn’t in the mood to record songs and was scrolling through comnts on his tablet, looking as dejected as a dog with drooping ears that lost a fight, “Everyone on Weibo is criticizing .”
“Let
see.”
Taking the tablet, Pang Zijin browsed through several pages, “No worries, I’ll have the legal team handle it.”
Gu Yihuan played with the chain on his jacket, both sullen and agitated, “They’re saying my singing skills are poor. I guess no one will hire
to sing anymore.”
“It’s fine.” President Pang was cool and grand, “I’ll bankroll a TV series and let you sing the the song.”
If soone else had said that, people might have taken it as a joke. But when it ca from Pang Zijin, it wasn’t just talk.
Last month, there was an incident at the board eting where several veteran directors accused Pang Zijin of lacking investnt insight and wasting too many resources on the bottomless pit that was Gu Yihuan. Pang Zijin silenced them with a bet agreent without explaining a word. His way of doing things prompted everyone to admit that the third mber of the Pang Family had guts.
Sitting there, Gu Yihuan looked up at Pang Zijin standing before him. His eyes were large, almost free of impurities and looked as if he was wearing colored contacts, “Why do you support
so much? Have I caused you to lose money?”
“You’ll be a star sooner or later.”
“Why are you so sure I’ll be a star?”
Pang Zijin said, “Because I will keep supporting you.”
It felt like a hand had tugged at his heart. Gu Yihuan felt strangely awkward and a bit dizzy, surely because he had been dieting too excessively lately.
Being a singer wasn’t easy; now his agent wouldn’t even let him eat sweets. Damn! They expect the horse to run without letting it graze.
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