Chapter 2685: Talking About Work in a Different Way

Before Feng Yiping figured out Madoff's intention, he saw the elevator light up again. This time, of course, it was Ma Ling.

He immediately put Madoff aside. Anyway, he didn't believe that this liar who was about to go bankrupt could do anything bad to him?

"I haven't had a chance to ask, have my parents made things difficult for you?" Feng Yiping took Ma Ling's hand and sat down.

"No, why do you think so?" Ma Ling leaned against his chest.

Feng Yiping could feel that she enjoyed this state very much.

Why? Because my parents would probably think that it was you who influenced me and Huang Jingping.

"They are very good people," Ma Ling said.

"Oh, by the way," she took out a few boxes from her bag.

Feng Yiping knew what might be in the box as soon as he saw it.

Sure enough, Ma Ling opened the box to show Feng Yiping, "They said that this is your custom, and I must accept it."

"Is there really such a custom in China?"

Feng Yiping looked at the set of gold ornaments that could only come from Chinatown, and estimated in his mind the number that his parents would give away in the future, "Yes, we do have such a custom,"

"They symbolize my parents' recognition of you. From the moment they gave these away, you are a family member,"

"Ah? Really?" Ma Ling was surprised and excited.

"Yes,"

My parents did a good job. They showed such a big opinion in front of me, but who knew that they had already given these to Ma Ling.

"I think... I don't know what to say," Ma Ling stood up, walked around the sofa, and kept fanning her eyes with both hands.

"Don't be excited, don't cry," Feng Yiping hugged her, "If it weren't for me, you would have..."

"No," Ma Ling kissed him, making him speechless.

Feng Yiping also felt the vigorous heat from this kiss, but he did not forget to say a few more words for his parents, "You probably don't know yet, in Cannes, they heard that you gave birth to Vincent and took Vincent to school alone, and my father hit me with his soles like when I did something wrong when I was a child,"

"Puff," Ma Ling laughed again.

Feng Yiping thought, I knew this would be very effective.

In any case, it would definitely be beneficial to make the relationship between Ma Ling and her parents better.

"I like them," Ma Ling said.

This is a bit heartbreaking, dear.

They hit me, so you like them. If you follow this reasoning, do you still love me?

It seems that I love you a little less.

Because just when Feng Yiping wanted to test the answer with action, Ma Ling smiled and pushed him away, and picked up her bag again, "Wait, I have something to talk to you about work first,"

Feng Yiping was regretful, what time is it and you are still talking to me about work, time is almost gone.

Have you forgotten what we mean by "talking about work" in this office?

If you don't know, I can ask my assistant to remind you.

"I hope you can take a look at this," Ma Ling took out his computer and opened an album on YouTube.

"This is a very outstanding young man. Although he is not yet 15 years old, I think that as long as he has enough support, he should achieve brilliant achievements in music in the future."

At this time, no, at any time, Feng Yiping was impatient to watch this. He didn't like this in his two lives.

But Ma Ling was very persistent. He had to take a look. After just one look, he was a little surprised. How come this cute little guy in the video looks familiar?

Wait, he seems to be the guy who was later nicknamed Ding Ri?

But, he can be so pure and harmless?

This little guy in the video is cuter and more obedient than Guaiguaihu, so it's no wonder that he has so many clicks.

He nodded, "Well, the image is very good, and it sounds very good."

Of course, he looks good, especially when he is still a good boy, and his singing is indeed very beautiful.

"I heard that he is very talented in music. When he was 5 years old, he could already play piano, guitar, drums and trumpet skillfully," Ma Ling obviously collected more information.

"It should be packaging," Feng Yiping said.

Anyway, he is now 15 years old, and it is difficult to verify whether he learned these skills before or after the age of 5.

As a parent, he thinks that it is very difficult for a 5-year-old child to master so many instruments at the same time.

Of course, if the standard of "can" is lowered, similar to the child calling "Mom and Dad" in English, then it means that he can speak English, which is not a big deal.

"Well, I think it is possible," said Ma Ling, who has learned piano with Vincent.

But then he asked again, "What do you think of him?"

Feng Yiping glanced at her and said, "Very good, very promising."

This is not blind praise. Although he has not heard a single song of this kid, he still inevitably saw some news about him, such as hitting someone again, beating someone again, cursing someone again, peeing again, breaking up and getting back together again, winning awards again and again...

No matter how shameless the domestic media, especially the entertainment media, are, they must be very powerful to be able to focus on foreign artists who report so frequently, or foreign artists with so many negative news.

Because, the entertainment media is the most realistic, they usually just take advantage of people's popularity, and only think about increasing people's popularity when they are paid.

But the team of a Canadian boy should not spend a lot of money to come to our great country to increase popularity, and how stupid they must be to pay reporters to report negative news about their artists?

Of course, more importantly, Feng Yiping seemed to have glanced at it. Although people who don't like him say that he only sings for those children in the lower grades, his fans are mainly concentrated in the early childhood stage, and even many Americans have launched a petition online to let him "get out of the United States."

But this does not prevent him from being popular with tens of millions of hardcore fans, and he has successfully earned 200 million US dollars before he was a minor.

He has earned 200 million US dollars, so the company that signed him must have made a lot of money.

Moreover, judging from the authoritative music awards he has won, this guy is not the fresh meat in China who has only traffic but no strength. He still has some brushes in professionalism...

These are to say that he has very good commercial value.

"You have a very good eye. I think we can definitely sign him," Feng Yiping said.

He believed that this was what Ma Ling wanted to hear.

Sure enough, Ma Ling was very happy, "Really?"

"Yes, thank you baby," Feng Yiping kissed her, "I think this is a very good opportunity for us to enter the music industry."

Originally, he really had no plan to play music in the United States. The main reason was that he felt that he owed a lot to some musicians, so he subconsciously didn't want to touch this area.

But now that the content industry has been regarded as the most important level of development for his company, and since so many layouts have been made in the content industry, then entering the music industry is also a natural choice.

More importantly, in the United States and Europe, simply making music can really make a lot of money. For example, how many dollars does Apple make every day from music downloads?

"We can definitely set up a music department. You see, since we have such a good platform as YouTube, why not make good use of it?"

Paid subscriptions and downloads are one of YouTube's monetization methods.

And just as Ma Ling discovered this time, YouTube is also a very good platform for discovering promising newcomers in the wild.

"I think you can immediately make such a suggestion to Randolph and sign this person as soon as possible," he suggested, "I believe this will be a great idea that will bring us huge benefits,"

"Haha, I have already written the relevant report," Ma Ling said proudly.

However, Ma Ling was a little proud, but Feng Yiping was a little disappointed. Why do the people around me want to achieve success in their careers?

Is this good or bad?

He looked at the watch. Well, the remaining time is not enough to do anything. "Then you go now,"

Ma Ling put the computer into the bag excitedly, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'm leaving?"

"Let's go," Feng Yiping closed his eyes and waved his hand.

A heavy kiss was immediately left on the forehead, "I will definitely compensate you," Ma Ling said in his ear.

Listening to her chuckle and lingering fragrance, Feng Yiping looked at the ceiling and exhaled twice, "I don't want a blank check!"

The phone rang, "Yiping, Cummins and others are here,"

"Let them come up,"