Chapter 2050

Arriving at the barbecue restaurant, Wang Wentian arrived a step earlier and had already made arrangements. Zhou Andong and the others entered the private room.

Soon beer and skewers were served. Faye Wong and Liu Na toasted Zhou Andong one after another, thanking him for his hospitality.

Zhou Andong toasted them back, then chatted about the customs and some legendary stories of Jiangzhou.

It wasn't until they were walking back after eating that Zhou Andong said: "Jingwen, have you ever thought about coming back to develop?"

Faye Wong was stunned, then understood: "My contract expires in '96, there are still nearly two years. I will definitely consider it then."

Zhou Andong looked at Liu Na noncommittally: "President Liu, New Era Records is okay, but I am not optimistic about its future development. Have you ever thought about coming to a better and bigger platform?"

Liu Na gave a bitter smile: "Chairman Zhou, so tonight's meal was a Hongmen Banquet."

"How can this be a Hongmen Banquet?" Zhou Andong said very seriously: "Only Future Culture is the stage for talent like President Liu to display your talents."

Seeing Zhou Andong's serious expression, Liu Na also looked at him squarely: "Chairman Zhou, are you serious?"

"Of course!" Zhou Andong said: "How could I joke about this kind of thing?"

Liu Na said tangledly: "Can I consider it?"

As long as you are not a fool, you know how to choose. Future Culture has money and background, and the development prospects can be seen at a glance. How can New Era compare?

But after all, she had opened up the situation at New Era, and the boss was quite good to her. If she jumped ship to Future Culture and started over, it really made her very hesitant.

"Of course you can." Zhou Andong said with a smile: "My words are always valid. And Jingwen, you consider it too. After a while, maybe you will change your mind."

"Okay, I will consider it carefully."

Faye Wong nodded with a smile. Anyone could hear that the perfunctory component was very large.

Zhou Andong didn't care. If he were in her position, developing well in Hong Kong, how could he possibly return to the country unless his brain was broken?

"You can rest assured that I will definitely not treat you badly. Especially Jingwen, the company will pay the breach of contract penalty for you, and there is also a signing bonus. The base price is 40 million, and it can go up. As for how much it can float, we can discuss it then."

Once the price of 40 million came out, everyone's eyes widened. Faye Wong's heart jumped violently. This time she was really moved, but in the end, she shook her head.

"Give me some time."

"No problem."

A smile that was hard to detect appeared on the corner of Zhou Andong's mouth. In this world, money is a know-it-all. It doesn't mean it can do everything, but it can definitely solve 99% of things.

As for Faye Wong still refusing, it is actually easy to understand. Domestic record companies, including Future Culture, which has a strong background and abundant funds, simply do not have overseas distribution channels, which is unacceptable to Faye Wong.

Returning to the guesthouse, Zhou Andong went straight to sleep. He had been busy all day and was indeed a bit tired.

Waking up the next morning, he accompanied his father-in-law and mother-in-law for breakfast, watched them get in the car and leave, then went to Yugong Winery.

At this time, it was the peak of commuting. Old Zhao stood at the main gate, his vigilant eyes scanning back and forth like a searchlight.

And there was another person beside him, looking to be in his fifties, younger than Old Zhao, but not as tall as Old Zhao, and his body was a bit thin.

"Old Chen, we are the first line of defense for the winery, especially when going to work in the morning. We must keep our eyes open and cannot let any saboteur mix in."

"Captain, don't worry." Old Chen patted his chest and said: "Under my Chen Youmin's eyelids, don't even think about a mouse mixing in."

Old Zhao nodded with satisfaction: "You have remembered the license plate numbers of the factory leaders, right?"

"Remembered." Old Chen nodded, then raised his hand and pointed: "Captain, look at that Mercedes-Benz, is it the Chairman's car?"

Old Zhao looked up, pulled Old Chen aside, then stood tall and straight, stood at attention, and raised his hand to salute.

Wang Wentian couldn't help but laugh out loud and slowly stopped the car. He knew that Zhou Andong would definitely chat with Old Zhao, this door god, for a few words.

Zhou Andong opened the car window and habitually took out a cigarette and threw it to Old Zhao: "Captain Zhao, is it your shift again today?"

Old Zhao took the cigarette with both hands, tucked it behind his ear, and then stood tall again.

"Report to the Chairman, a new person has been transferred to the gate post. I am training him. After all, the gate post is the first line of defense for our winery, so we cannot take it lightly."

"It seems I was right to let you serve as captain." Zhou Andong nodded with satisfaction: "Perform well, your achievement is not just being a gatekeeper captain."

"Yes!" Old Zhao saluted excitedly again: "Please rest assured, Chairman, I will definitely guard the first line of defense of the winery."

Zhou Andong laughed and asked: "A while ago, were two speedboats sent over?"

"Right!" Old Zhao nodded vigorously: "They are in Warehouse No. 4."

"You get busy." Zhou Andong waved his hand and closed the car window.

Watching the car drive away, Old Chen said enviously: "Captain, it turns out your relationship with the Chairman is so good. No wonder you can serve as captain."

Old Zhao took the cigarette from behind his ear, put it in his mouth, took out a lighter, and lit it.

"You work hard. When I get promoted again, I will recommend you to the Chairman to serve as captain."

"Thank you, Captain, for the promotion." Old Zhao's spirit was lifted, and he felt his future was bright.

Zhou Andong didn't know that Old Zhao, this Crouching Dragon, had found another Phoenix Chick.

At this time, Wu Huilin had just stepped into the office, holding a Jiangzhou Daily in her hand, and was watching the news report with full concentration.

On the afternoon of June 18th at 2:00 PM, the Jiangzhou Passion·Yugong Culture Music Festival opened passionately.

Mayor Deng Zhangli, Jiang Mingsheng, Chang Chunxia, Zhu Zhongmin, and many other city and district leaders came to the scene to witness this exciting moment together.

This music festival was held jointly by the Propaganda Department and the Yugong Group, successfully attracting more than 30,000 citizens and tourists to gather in Qiaonan.

People were immersed in the joyful atmosphere, indulging in this colorful summer, music feast in Jiangcheng, feeling the endless charm and pleasure brought by music...

"Clap clap clap..."

Just then, the office door was knocked gently. Wu Huilin shouted without raising her head.

"Come in!"

The secretary pushed the door and entered: "President Wu, the Chairman is here and went to Warehouse No. 4."

Wu Huilin then raised her head: "What is he doing going to Warehouse No. 4?"

Immediately afterward, she reacted. He must have gone to see those two speedboats.

"I know!"

The secretary turned and went out. Wu Huilin lowered her head and continued to watch the news. She knew that Zhou Andong would definitely come to her office.