Chapter 900: One Glass to Freedom, One Glass to Death

Qian He really wanted to help, after all, not everyone could hold Mr. Yan's thighs.

It's just that he is just a director, and he alone cannot have the final say in the training of new people.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows: "Let's do this. I'll give him my phone and you can listen to him sing a few lines. If you think it's good, give him a chance. If it's not good, forget it."

Qian He thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Master Yan held the mobile phone with his white fingers, handed it to the street singer opposite and said softly: "You heard what I just said, sing a few lines for him."

The street singer clenched his fists nervously. In fact, he could tell that this young man's noble temperament was not something ordinary people could possess, at least he was a rich man.

Such an opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he naturally didn't want to give it up.

He took two deep breaths and spoke slowly.

What was sung was the two lines of the song just sung.

"...One cup for freedom, one cup for death..."

Qianhe looked thoughtful as he listened to the singing voice coming from the phone.

The voice and color sound pretty good, but there are some characteristics, and the singing skills should be without professional training.

The phone distorts a person's voice, and this person's voice must be three times better than what he hears now.

It's also a good seedling.

Yan Tao answered the phone: "How is it?"

"It's a good seedling. Maybe we can cultivate it." Yan Tao nodded slightly: "Okay."

The boy hung up the phone and turned to the street singer and said: "The person on the phone just now was Qianhe, the director of Qihai Company. I will give you his contact information. If you want to join their company, just contact him yourself."

Seven Seas Company? !

The street singer opened his eyes slightly, as if he couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to him.

Seven Seas Company is one of the top music production companies in China, and singing queen Xu Qiangwei is a signed artist of Seven Seas Company.

If I can enter Nanami Company, even if I can't become a singer, it will be good to learn something.

The young man couldn't restrain his excitement and excitement, and quickly lowered his head and bent over to thank Yan Tao: "Thank you."

Yan Tao waved his hand casually: "I just gave you a phone call. Whether you can join Qinghai Company and realize your dream depends on you."

The young man's face glowed slightly. He looked at Yan Tao seriously and said, "It is very rare for me to have this opportunity."

Yan Tao smiled slightly: "Then I wish you success."

Master Yan turned around and left, only to find that Yun Kuo and Qin Zong were missing.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.

Xiao Qi said: "Master, they walked out when you stopped just now."

Yan Tao's beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced around before he saw two men standing at the end of a path nearby.

They stood opposite each other and seemed to be talking about something. They were a little far away from him and could not hear the content of the conversation clearly.

Young Master Yan walked over with long legs, a half-smile on his face as handsome as a demon: "Why did you come here?"

Qin Zong walked down the path, reached out and gently brushed the fallen leaves off the young man's hair, and said softly: "I didn't say anything, I just wanted to ask about Grandma Jiang's condition."

Master Yan glanced at Yun Kuo suspiciously.

Yun Kuo, who looked gentle and elegant like Xingyue tomorrow night, echoed: "I discussed with Mr. Qin what we should pay attention to in taking care of Grandma Jiang in the next month."