Chapter 11 I’m Afraid that the People with Connections Have Power

In the past two days, "The Wind Rises" has continued to ferment on the entire Internet, and the popularity of Xu Nuo has also been rising, and it is even becoming more and more popular.

The popularity value used up in the last lottery has increased to more than 80,000.

He promised that he expected to reach 100,000 yuan, which would be used to open the mall. He wanted to see what was in the mall.

The lottery function is just fun. You can draw some unseemly things, like black silk stockings, etc. It's good, but it's useless.

At nine o'clock in the morning, I packed up and took a taxi to Haiyin Entertainment.

Haiyin is worthy of being one of the three entertainment giants, and the entire building belongs to them.

Xu Nuo walked into the hall, and there were two beautiful beauties sitting at the front desk.

After briefly explaining his purpose, the beautiful woman at the front desk asked him to go directly to the 12th floor, where someone would greet him.

Xu Nuo thanked him and observed the company environment. It looked pretty good.

The people who work here are in good spirits. They talk and laugh when we meet, and the atmosphere is rich in humanity.

It's already half past nine, and there are still many people coming in from the door, holding steamed buns, soy milk and other things.

Xu Nuo thought that this company must be the right one.

Generally speaking, such a company is at least not too bad.

Some rubbish companies have a very serious atmosphere as soon as they enter the door, and there are people who come to work early in the morning and shout slogans, just like a pyramid scheme gang.

I took the elevator to the 12th floor, and there was already a long-haired girl wearing glasses waiting at the elevator door.

"Hello, I'm here for an interview."

"Oh, let's go to the reception room. Mr. Qin will be here in a minute." The girl took him to the reception room and helped him get a glass of water.

"Did you bring your resume?"

"No."

"Ah, do you have an electronic version?"

"nor."

"..." The girl stared at him speechlessly for a long time, then turned and went out.

Xu Nuo looked around. The reception rooms here were all made of glass, and the office scene could be vaguely seen.

It was almost ten o'clock, and there were not many people in the office. Many computer screens were on, but there was no one around.

The desk is quite large and looks relatively empty overall.

Observing the office boredly, he was not worried about the upcoming interview.

Systematic people are so fearless.

A few minutes later, a man wearing a shirt and a big belly walked in, followed by the girl who just looked unhappy.

Xunuo stood up and said hello, "Mr. Qin, hello, I'm Xunuo."

"Please take a seat." Mr. Qin nodded and leaned on the chair.

The girl on the side muttered in a low voice, "Who the hell? He doesn't even have a resume."

Mr. Qin said nothing and knocked on the table, "Xiao Lin introduced you, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the girl next to her curled her lips and turned her head to look aside.

Another related household

"Yes." Xunuo sat across from him, and he could see their expressions.

Mr. Qin looked very relaxed when he came in. He leaned on the chair casually without opening his eyes. He seemed very disrespectful and didn't even introduce himself.

Obviously not paying much attention to it.

The girl next to me must be an assistant. She is a bit arrogant. She may feel that she is too arrogant and brings nothing to the interview.

Especially when he just heard that he was introduced by someone, his expression was full of disdain.

"Introduce yourself."

"Xu Nuo, 22 years old, graduated from Modu Media, majoring in broadcasting and hosting." Xu Nuo said simply.

Mr. Qin nodded, "Why do you want to come to our composition department?"

Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment. What happened? Didn't Lin Wanqing tell him her situation? Asking her to recommend him, was she really just recommending him?

Good guy, no wonder she doesn't know how to speak.

This is obviously a sign of low emotional intelligence.

He tentatively said: "The song "The Wind Rises" that became quite popular a few days ago was written by me."

The man's eyes widened suddenly.

Xu Nuo observed carefully and realized that she had misunderstood him. It was not that he looked down on others, but his eyes were small, and when he opened them, he looked as if he had not opened them.

"Did you write it?" Mr. Qin sat with his arms on the table, leaning forward and staring at him intensely.

Xu Nuo nodded.

The girl next to her immediately took out her mobile phone and started searching. After a while, she whispered: "Mr. Qin, what is written on the copyright is a promise."

"That's my stage name."

Mr. Qin was thoughtful, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at him carefully.

"Actually, you can try to be an artist. With your appearance, it's not difficult to become famous."

The girl nodded in agreement.

In the entertainment industry, artists earn more than songwriters and are more likely to become famous.

Xu Nuo could see what the two of them meant. Mr. Qin just felt that a song could not represent his true level. Everyone would be blind when a cat encounters a dead mouse.

"Mr. Qin, I also wrote a song. I wonder if you two are interested in listening to it." Xu Nuo smiled and didn't care about their attitudes.

"Oh, and there are songs?" Mr. Qin became interested, sat up slightly, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and looked like he was listening attentively.

Xu Nuo cleared her throat, "I'll just sing a short part."

"Can."

"

If you say goodbye, you can’t turn red eyes

Can I still blush?

…

we owe each other

We need to cut ties

"

There was silence in the conference room.

"No more?" Mr. Qin opened his eyes, somewhat unfinished.

Xu Nuo smiled, "I don't sing very well, so I won't embarrass myself."

The two people on the opposite side nodded at the same time.

Damn, I really sang badly? Xu Nuo's mouth twitched.

"This song is a bit similar to the previous song "The Wind Rises", youth, regret, and nostalgia, which is very suitable for the style of graduation season." President Qin looked a little excited and made a professional comment.

"It suits Xiaolin's style very well."

The girl next to him whispered: "The song is very nice."

"Do you also have the copyright of this song?"

"Yes."

President Qin stood up and stretched out his hand, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qin Bangyan, the director of the composition department."

Xu Nuo knew that this meant that he had been recognized by Qin Bangyan. At the beginning, he didn't introduce himself. He even learned his last name from the girl next to him.

Shaking hands with him, the girl next to him also stretched out her slender hand, "My name is Zhao Yuan, and I am President Qin's assistant."

The three sat down again.

Xu Nuo couldn't help but sigh at the reality of this society. Look, even boiled water has been replaced with tea leaves.

"Xiao Yuan, ask Lin Wanqing if she wants this song."

Zhao Yuan went out to make a phone call, and Qin Bangyan asked him excitedly if there was a demo for this song.

Xu Nuo took out his phone and played a song for him.

Qin Bangyan closed his eyes, swayed with the rhythm, and hummed along quietly.

When Lin Wanqing came in, she saw such a weird scene, Xu Nuo sat there with a bitter smile on his face, and the chubby Qin Bangyan twisted his body there.

With a chuckle, Lin Wanqing laughed out loud, "Boss Qin, what are you doing?"

"Ahem." Qin Bangyan opened his eyes and touched his stomach awkwardly, "Xiao Xu has a song here, how about you listen to it."

"I've heard it before."

Qin Bangyan couldn't help but look at her, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"You didn't ask either."

"..."Qin Bangyan waved his hands weakly. This kid really doesn't know how to talk. You have to make it clear who recommended you. He thought it was a relative. Fortunately, he didn't show his face, otherwise he would have let it go.