nashuaworldcup Chapter 190 Hong Kong Island’s No. 1 Affectionate, Scumbag’s Title Song
Chapter 190 Hong Kong Island’s No. 1 Affectionate, Scumbag’s Title Song
When Wang Lei wants to do something with all his strength, everything becomes easier.
It only took two days to record two of his songs into VCDs.
Two well-known songwriters are supervising the workers who are pressing records.
"Man, is it really okay for us to do this? Will the big boss... have any objections?"
"You shouldn't have any objections, we are also considering the company's record sales.
Besides, these two songs will definitely become golden songs. Wouldn’t it be a pity that they are gathering dust in our hands? "
Yes, only a few of us know such a good song. Isn’t it a loss to the world’s music fans?
"Teacher, who is written in the author and lyricist columns on the cover?"
"Just use the pseudonym No.[-] Qingqing."
Master Zhang, who was in charge of suppressing it, nodded, but murmured in his heart, "The first one is affectionate, it's a bit interesting, and he uses a pseudonym. Let's try it out later."
On the other side, Wang Lei, holding a copy of the master tape, solemnly called Liu Hu.
"Tiger must give this CD to Bai Chaoqiong."
Liu Hu nodded heavily: "Don't worry, boss, I'll send it to Aocheng right away."
Bai Chaoqiong looked at the sea with a disappointed expression, but the man never appeared.
A bitter smile appeared on her face:
"In the end, it's all my own fault. Maybe he has never liked me."
Seeing his daughter losing weight day by day, the gambling king felt pain in his heart and anxiety in his eyes.
"Bah, what kind of bad idea did Lao Wang come up with? This boy Wang didn't make any move at all. Do you really think that no one wants my Chaoqiong? If you are desperate, I will really give Chaoqiong to Xu Daheng's son."
"It will definitely be that brat who will regret it then."
Just when Bai Chaoqiong was feeling sorry for himself, a servant reported:
"Miss, Wang Lei's personal bodyguard sent a CD and said it must be delivered to you."
Hearing this, Bai Chaoqiong asked in surprise:
"Where's Mr. Liu? I want to ask him face to face what Wang Lei's attitude is."
"Miss, didn't you say you didn't see anyone? Then Liu Hu hurried away after delivering the things."
"Then give me the CD."
Looking at the record with 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."
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 hearing only half of it, Bai Chaoqiong's eyes filled with tears.
She heard Wang Lei's self-blame and her helplessness when she heard that she was engaged. It turned out that he liked me, but why was he always aloof from me.
Just when she was moved by Wang Lei, the song "Scoundrel" started playing.
"I get drunk sometimes and like my freedom
Always make mistakes, love to lie, but always feel guilty
Having encountered many bad friends, I have learned to be greedy for the new and dislike the old. "
Isn't this lyrics a true portrayal of Wang Lei?
In the song, she heard Wang Lei's self-deprecation and deep guilt.
"I also owe many women,
I am afraid that I will only keep my promise for 3 minutes when I get married. "
"Why follow me, a scoundrel like me?"
It turns out that he was afraid of hurting me and letting me down, so he kept treating me aloof.
She locked herself in her room all day long, with the VCD playing two songs in a loop.
The gambling king paced anxiously outside the room, wondering in his heart what kind of magic Wang Xiaozi had used to make his daughter seem to be possessed by a demon.
His daughter's attitude made him secretly feel bad, and things seemed to be out of his control.
"Old Wang, what you came up with is a really bad idea."
At this moment, the closed door was opened.
Bai Chaoqiong was radiant at this time, changing her previous depressed look.
The gambling king was surprised by the change in his daughter's expression. Could it be that Wang Lei's songs have such great magic power?
The sun shone on my daughter's body, as if she was covered with a layer of holy light.
Touched the softest part of his heart:
"Daughter, you haven't been as happy as today for a long time."
"Dad, I've thought about it clearly."
Hearing this, Du Wang was secretly happy. It seemed that his plan with Lao Wang had been half successful.
But then I heard Bai Chaoqiong say:
"My daughter has decided not to marry anyone in her life. She will stay in the Bai family, take care of her father until she grows old, and take care of the Bai family's business."
"This……"
The gambling king's face suddenly fell.
This boy Wang is so cruel. He actually wants my daughter to remain a widow for him forever.
"Chaoqiong, don't say such depressing words, you will get married anyway."
"I didn't say anything depressing. Dad, I am serious. I feel that I can live independently without relying on any man."
"Then you must leave an heir, otherwise how will your bloodline continue?"
Bai Chaoqiong smiled:
"I can give birth to a child without a man. Wouldn't it be better for the child to be named Bai with me?"
The gambling king has question marks all over his head. This is not the result he wants at all.
But I also feel in my heart that the family business is inseparable from Bai Chaoqiong.
The Bai family does not need to rely on women to marry and stabilize their business and status.
"Okay, okay, now that you have decided, I will support you."
Bai Chaoqiong touched the CD in his hand, with a smile on his face:
"If you don't get married and I don't get married, we will always have a chance."
After getting this result, the gambling king immediately called Wang Zhengyi and scolded him.
Wang Zhengyi did not expect this outcome at all. He smiled bitterly and touched the stubble on his chin. Hearing the gambling king's complaints, he had no room to reply.
His third child really posed a problem for him.
Wang Zhengyi apologized. After hanging up the phone, he uttered a sigh of relief after a long time:
"The third child is much more of an asshole than I was when I was young."
……
Master Zhang of the record pressing company is a music enthusiast. He chose this job precisely because he likes music so much.
As usual, he purchased a newly pressed disc at the internal price.
Everyone is curious, and the number one affectionate person in Hong Kong is obviously a pseudonym.
Seeing the two gold-medal producers from Sanshi Company acting so cautiously, he guessed that one of the king singers was planning to make a comeback and wanted to test the market under a pseudonym.
After listening to the two songs, Master Zhang was fucked into silence. It took a long time to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but at this time the lighter ran out of gas.
"Damn it, I almost got taken in. I think of running under the sunset that day. That was my lost youth."
"It is worthy of being the most affectionate song in Hong Kong. Without dozens of love histories, it would be impossible to write such music."
With a cigarette dangling from his lips, he smacked and said, "It's such a pity to have a record like this as a gift."