Chapter 1602 I Follow My Mother's Surname

Lin Wenyu hung up the phone. After a while, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." She said nasally, and quickly put on the mask.

Yuan Haoyang limped in and put a package of Skittles in front of her: "For you."

"No." Lin Wenyu was disgusted.

"Don't throw it away." Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lin Wenyu grabbed it and held it in her hand to play with, because there were still tears on her face, she bowed her head and endured it.

Yuan Haoyang didn't leave, just stood in front of her like that.

The figure was under the light, casting a shadow over her head.

The wind is blowing and the weather is slightly cool.

With the wind, he said again: "What's the matter?"

"Love breakup, is that alright?" Lin Wenyu wiped away his tears.

Lost in love?

Yuan Haoyang laughed again in a low voice, his shoulders shrugging.

Lin Wenyu finally discovered his abnormality, stood up, and He Dong roared: "Yuan Haoyang! Are you going to die? Didn't I tell you to go back to the ward to recuperate?!!! When will you be able to do this? it is good!"

"When will I be better, isn't it just to see your medical skills?" Yuan Haoyang said.

Lin Wen roared: "You mean that I am not good at medicine? I am a veterinarian, so I have to cooperate with animals! You, now, immediately, immediately, get me back to your ward!"

"Okay, I'll go back." Yuan Haoyang said quietly, "But you also have to promise me a condition."

"Did you talk to the doctor about conditions?" Lin Wenyu widened his eyes, "Do you believe that I'll have someone tie you back and tie you directly to the hospital bed, where you eat, drink, and laugh on the bed?"

Yuan Haoyang twitched the corners of his eyes: "Forget it."

He turned around and walked out slowly, the wound was involved, and his steps were a bit vain and messy.

Lin Wenyu couldn't bear to see it, and said, "Then tell me."

"What?" The man didn't look back, his tone was full of doubts.

"I let you say, what conditions." Lin Wenyu asked.

"Oh." The man's tone was cool and indifferent, with some laziness, "The condition is, if you don't be unhappy, I will return to the ward with peace of mind."

Lin Wenyu: "..."

The wind was a little strong, and she felt like she didn't hear too well.

However, I don't really want to hear it.

The man's footsteps paused, and he didn't hear the response behind him, and continued to walk forward slowly.

The wind blew through the corridor, blowing things, making a hunting sound.

...

Because he refused to tell Lin Wenyu, he even apologized directly to Lin Wenyu, and Yuan Haoyang's compensation and payment procedures for various brands and activities started directly.

The company is naturally unwilling to be involved in paying him compensation. Inside and out, it means to draw a clear line with him and let him pay for it himself.

In addition, his body and voice have been unable to recover, and the company has already given up on him.

Although fans have been waiting for him and have been helping him to denounce the company, Yuan Haoyang has not been able to show up for a long time, and this enthusiasm dissipated quickly.

Yuan Haoyang's situation, in the eyes of the current insiders, is very dangerous.

If his voice and body are always weak and sick, I am afraid that he will not be able to find anyone to take over him in the future - after all, who would want a singing and dancing idol who cannot sing and dance?

It was at this time that Su Bei received a call from Yuan Haoyang.

"Mr. Su, can we talk?"

Su Bei didn't expect Yuan Haoyang to find himself.

However, Yuan Haoyang proposed something on the phone, and she was also very interested.

So, she agreed to meet.

"Yuan Haoyang?" Lu Heting has become more and more familiar with things in the entertainment industry, but he is still unfamiliar with the ranks of singing and dancing idols that Su Bei has never been involved in.

"Yes, he said, he can talk to me about cooperation. Although I am not interested in him personally, I am still very interested in what he said."

Lu Heting smiled: "Why, what can he offer you?"

"He said that there are many seedlings in the whole Butterfly Music, which can be brought to Nirvana Entertainment." Su Bei laughed, "Butterfly Music was originally called Butterfly Media. Many acting schools and models have very good qualifications, but they don’t have the resources. If they can accept these people, the scale of Nirvana Entertainment will more than double.”

"Can he bring so many people?" Lu Heting doubted.

"I'm also very skeptical. So I'm going to meet him and see what he has to say." Subei said.

Lu Heting laughed and shook his head: "Does Wei Jian know that you worked so hard to expand the company for him?"

"Anyway, he will know when the time comes. The hot pot that I should be invited to eat won't run away at all." Su Bei smiled.

Seeing that she was having fun at Nirvana Entertainment, Lu Heting never thought of stopping her development in this area.

It is rare to have something that she is both good at and interested in. Life is too short to try and do whatever you like. It is a rare life experience.

...

in the hospital ward.

Yuan Haoyang looked sluggish, the sunlight fell on him from the window, against the angle, and outlined a golden glow on his bleak face.

This beam of light, whether it is on stage or in real life, falls on him, and it shows the appearance of a superstar.

Su Bei can understand why his temper has been so bad for so many years, and countless people are willing to bow down under his suit pants.

He has such capital.

"Mr. Yuan, you asked me to participate in your cooperation. I'm here. But I'm not here to promise you, I just want to hear what you have to convince me." Subei pulled up the chair and sat in him before.

Yuan Haoyang glanced at the young man in front of him. His face was not good-looking, but he had a pair of good-looking and shrewd eyes. It was no wonder that Nirvana Entertainment would be led by him on a path that others would not dare to imagine in a short period of time.

He smiled lazily: "Just call me Yuan Haoyang, you're used to it. President Su, I said that you can let most of the artists of Butterfly Music cancel their contracts with you. Isn't that enough?"

"Of course it's enough. Butterfly Music, there are many powerful factions. With a little build and some resources, they are all characters who can shine in the entertainment industry. Enough is enough, but how do you convince them? What qualifications do you have? , to order them?"

Yuan Haoyang held his lips and smiled: "Just because I am the son of the founder of Butterfly Music."

Su Bei glanced at him in surprise, remembering that Butterfly Music was founded by a woman named Yuanxi when she was handed over to Butterfly Media. Later, after she got married, the company was managed by her husband, so few people thought about it. Up, the original company is the surname Yuan.

"You're right, I take my mother's surname. My father married another woman and gave birth to another son. The company that originally belonged to my mother has no part in me."