Chapter 217: Meng Ruolan's Awareness Has Improved

"Lin, no, no, General Manager, let's run through it again, can we run through it again?"

Li Yanliang, who had just finished playing the outro solo, had an expression of wanting more and pulled at Lin Dazhi, insisting on doing it again.

The other musicians were much the same. These musicians, who stood at the very top of the Xia Country pop music scene, were thoroughly shocked by this unknown new song!

At this moment, they had long since put away their previous contempt for Lin Dazhi, and the way they looked at him was as if they were looking at a god!

Lin Yu, outside the recording studio, was also listening with a high. This song seemed to have magic; although the melody was simple, it was the kind of feeling that once you heard it, you couldn't stop!

Having worked in music for so many years, this was the first time Lin Yu had heard such an excellent piece of work!

By comparison, he felt that the songs he had made before were simply trash!

This one song alone was enough to crush all the works currently on the major music charts!

Moreover, this General Manager's singing technique was also very powerful. His voice had great penetration and infectiousness, and when combined with that slight, just-right touch of hoarseness, it revealed a sense of maturity and vicissitudes, as if he had seen through the world—it was a perfect match for this song!

By comparison, the coordination of these musicians was a bit lacking. Lin Yu could tell that because it was their first time getting the music, the improvisations of the several musicians were still a bit off, and the details needed to be polished!

Lin Yu made up his mind: he had to be the one to produce this work!

For a song that could be called a divine product, he absolutely would not allow those third-rate small studios to ruin it!

Lin Dazhi looked at his watch; they had been rehearsing for nearly two hours. Looking at these musicians who were still gazing at him with eager eyes, he smiled and said, "Alright, let's stop here for today. I feel it's about enough; it's sufficient for the live performance."

Hearing Lin Dazhi say this, the several musicians, including Li Yanliang, all nodded. Although they hadn't played enough, they were all professionals and understood what Lin Dazhi meant. The show would be officially recorded tomorrow, and they still had a massive amount of follow-up work to do, such as choosing the most suitable instruments and timbres based on the characteristics of the song, or further optimizing certain parts of the performance to suit the live venue, and so on.

Lin Dazhi walked out of the recording studio and ran straight into an eagerly waiting Lin Yu.

"General Manager, is this song really your original work?" Lin Yu asked with a fanatical expression.

"That's right, why?" Lin Dazhi said with a natural expression.

Coming from the music library of another parallel world, no one could expose Lin Dazhi when he claimed it was original.

"This song is amazing! General Manager, I've been in music for so many years, and this is the first time I've encountered such an excellent piece of work. General Manager, your attainments in pop music are too high. If you hadn't said anything, I would have thought you were a 'Song Master' level creator, and the lyrics of this song are also quite excellent. General Manager, I have a request: after the show officially airs, can this song be handed over to me to produce? Don't worry, I will definitely do my utmost to make this song perfect!" Lin Yu said with a longing expression.

"Sure, no problem. Teacher Lin, your music production level is top-tier in the industry. Even if you hadn't asked, I had this intention; one guest shouldn't trouble two hosts, after all," Lin Dazhi said with a smile.

"That's great, General Manager!" Lin Yu said excitedly. Seeing that Lin Dazhi had no airs at all, his favorable impression of this fellow clansman increased by a few points.

Lin Dazhi chatted with Lin Yu for a few more moments, then took Meng Ruolan and left the studio, returning to the hotel where they were staying.

The five-star hotel's Presidential Suite cost eighty thousand per night, and Meng Ruolan, who was responsible for taking care of Lin Dazhi's room and board, booked it for half a month straight. For a woman of Meng Ruolan's level, even without the existence of the Sub-system, such expenses were no pressure at all, let alone now that she was bound by the Male God using the Sub-system, with an extra ten million in pocket money every month.

Of course, like the other cheap women, after being developed and transformed by Lin Dazhi, Meng Ruolan had completely broken away from material needs. No matter how much money Lin Dazhi gave her, apart from maintaining daily necessary expenses, the rest was all spent revolving around Lin Dazhi's needs. Although Meng Ruolan, like Sun Xiaomei, was currently only at the level of Customized Sanitary Products and was not yet qualified to be a Lick Dog for the Male God, this approach had long since become her most basic realization.

Ever since she was thoroughly developed and used by Lin Dazhi into the shape of the Male God, Meng Ruolan had given her entire body and mind to Lin Dazhi. All the shares of the Meiye Group, which she had painstakingly managed for over ten years and was worth over two billion, were also transferred to Lin Dazhi's name. Although she still appeared in public for management, in reality, she was nothing more than a high-level worker exclusive to Lin Dazhi, and one who, like Zhang Xiaoli, worked for Lin Dazhi for free, not taking a single cent.

For the current Meng Ruolan, the only use for money was to maintain her basic food, clothing, housing, and transportation. In terms of food, she didn't ask for it to be good, just nutritious and healthy, enough to keep this body that the Male God liked plump, fleshy, white, and tender. In terms of clothing, she didn't ask for it to be expensive, as long as it could cater to the Male God's aesthetic and make him interested in playing with her when he saw her.

During her spare time for learning and recharging, Meng Ruolan no longer studied corporate operations and management. To her, that knowledge was far less important than increasing the Male God's interest in her. So now, she spent every day diligently studying the Male God's interest points regarding women: what kind of clothes to wear, what kind of actions to perform, and what kind of words to say to please the Male God and keep him in a comfortable and pleasant state at all times—this was the only thing she needed to do well.

Meng Ruolan clearly knew that no matter what kind of woman she was, in front of her Male God, she was a lowly creature, including so-called elite women, successful people, and upper-class women like her. In front of her Male God, the only useful thing they had was their still-youthful and full bodies. This broken thing was an unattainable treasure in the eyes of other men, but to the Male God, it was nothing more than an ordinary object that was easy to get and could be played with whenever he wanted.

Returning to the hotel, Meng Ruolan's first task was to serve the Male God by drawing him a hot bath, using a flesh-towel to scrub him clean, and then thoughtfully helping him put on the intimate clothing brought from home, preparing his favorite fruit tea and snacks, and then shedding all restraints to curl up in his arms, accompanying him to chat and relieve his boredom.

"By the way, Ruolan, that competitor of yours, what's-his-name Hao, how is his show coming along?" Lin Dazhi ate a grape fed to him by Meng Ruolan and asked nonchalantly.