Chapter 2748

Zhou Andong's words were meant for Xu Wei to hear; as the chairman, his words naturally gave Xu Wei great confidence. Even if future album sales were poor, the psychological burden would not be too heavy.

Moreover, with the contract signed with Future Culture, there would be no lack of performance opportunities, plus a base salary, so survival was no longer a concern. Naturally, he would not suffer from depression due to excessive pressure as in his previous life.

But Zhou Andong did not know that Zheng Jun was mentally modeling his words, applying them to himself. In fact, he did have considerable worries, fearing poor album sales.

After all, for this album, the company had invested substantial resources in promotion. Moreover, this was his first album after signing the contract; if it sold poorly, everyone would feel pressure.

Zhou Andong's words made Zheng Jun feel a sudden lightness, almost moved to tears. To encounter such a leader was absolutely his lifelong fortune. He silently vowed that as long as Zhou Dong did not abandon him—no, as long as the company did not abandon him—he would not leave.

Zhou Andong then chatted with a few others, offering encouragement: "Alright, under this big sun, a little while of work will make you sweat all over. Go do what you need to do; I too must go to the office to blow some air conditioning."

Watching Zhou Andong walk away with his hands behind his back, Zheng Jun took a deep breath and said: "To encounter such a boss is truly our fortune."

Xu Wei nodded in agreement: "Let's go; I suddenly have something in my mind that needs to be written down. I'll hurry to sign in first, then find a place, lest I forget later."

The few people rushed to sign in, and Zhou Andong also arrived at the door of Jiang Yuyue's office. Just as he was about to reach out and push the door, a young girl of eighteen or nineteen ran over, looking very excited as she faced Zhou Andong.

"Chairman, my name is Xu Ying, I am Yuejie's assistant; she went to a meeting."

Zhou Andong glanced at the little assistant, feeling she looked somewhat familiar.

"Have we met somewhere before?"

Xu Ying suppressed her excitement and said: "Last year, we met on a train."

"On a train?" Zhou Andong tried hard to recall, but could not remember at all.

"You noble people forget things easily; it's normal not to remember." Xu Ying smiled, pursing her lips: "Last year, on the train from Fengjing to Jingcheng, I and my mother were in the sleeper berth opposite yours, and you even caught two thieves."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Andong had a slight impression: "I have a slight impression; you even asked me what the difference was between ancient actors and modern celebrities."

"Yes!" Xu Ying nodded vigorously, the joy on her face impossible to conceal: "My father calls home every time, and each time he mentions you."

"He mentions me?" Zhou Andong asked in surprise: "Does your father know me?"

"You also know my father." Xu Ying gave a playful smile: "My father is Xu Sheng, deputy secretary of the Ali Regional Committee."

"You are actually Xu Sheng's child?" Zhou Andong first expressed surprise, then laughed: "Your father is Xu Sheng, so we are not outsiders; you should call me uncle."

Xu Ying rolled her eyes: "I cannot call you uncle."

Zhou Andong glared, adopting the posture of an elder: "I call your father brother; could you still call me brother?"

Xu Ying spoke solemnly: "I and Anjing are sisters; how could I call you uncle?"

Zhou Andong was stunned: "You and Anjing are still related?"

Seeing Zhou Andong's astonished expression, Xu Ying smiled triumphantly: "My mother and Anjing's mother are sisters."

Zhou Andong felt a surge of emotion in his heart: "The world is indeed small; the mother and daughter I met on the train last year turned out to be Xu Sheng's wife and daughter, and they are also related to Anjing in this way."

"Alright, call yourself whatever you like." Zhou Andong asked: "How did you end up here and become Jiang Yuyue's assistant?"

"I want to be an actress." Xu Ying said: "Anjing sister introduced me to the cast of Kangxi's Micro-Services Private Visit Record, where I played a small role."

Zhou Andong asked again: "Aren't you supposed to take the exam for Bei Ying? Didn't you pass?"

"Can't you speak less directly?" Xu Ying pouted: "I passed the cultural exam, but failed the professional one."

Zhou Andong understood: "So you stayed at Future Culture because you think there are more acting opportunities?"

"Yes!" This girl had no ulterior motives, very directly admitting: "The company has teachers for training; from Monday to Saturday, there are professional performance classes, and the teachers are all invited from Bei Ying and Shang Ying. I will study here for a year of professional courses, and next year I will definitely pass the exam."

Zhou Andong asked, puzzled: "Since you are taking performance classes at the company, how did you also become Jiang Yuyue's assistant?"

Xu Ying giggled: "I also signed with the company; Anjing sister feared I would be bullied, so she found Yuejie and asked me to be her assistant—it's actually just a title."

"Alright!" Zhou Andong pushed open the door of Jiang Yuyue's office and stepped inside.

Xu Ying followed in eagerly, then diligently poured Zhou Andong a cup of tea, and then stood to one side, watching him without speaking.

Zhou Andong felt uneasy under this girl's gaze, and said impatiently: "Why are you staring at me like that? If you have something to say, just say it."

Xu Ying clasped her index fingers together, looking pitiful: "Chairman, you are my idol; last time on the train I didn't recognize you, and after learning the truth I regretted it deeply, couldn't sleep for several days, and kept thinking..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Zhou Andong said impatiently: "Cut the flattery; if you have something to say, just say it."

Xu Ying immediately beamed: "If you, sir, would write a song for me, I will surely sing it well."

Zhou Andong sized up Xu Ying: "Can you sing?"

"Are you looking down on me?" Xu Ying puffed out her small chest: "My mother is a professor at the Fengjing Music Academy; I have studied vocal music since childhood. It's not that I'm overconfident, but in our company, the number of people who can match my singing skills can be counted on two hands."

"Oh?" Zhou Andong raised his eyebrow, smiling: "Alright, then sing a song for me to hear; if I am satisfied, I guarantee to write you a song."

"Good!" Xu Ying felt energized: "What song should I sing?"

Zhou Andong said: "Whatever you want; sing whatever you think you sing best."

Xu Ying pondered: "Then I will sing 'Asia's Heroic Spirit'."

"Asia's Heroic Spirit?" Zhou Andong laughed: "The chorus leaps a fifth, then two consecutive octave jumps; are you sure you can sing it?"

"No problem!" Xu Ying said confidently: "I begin——"

We Asia, our mountains are lofty heads. We Asia, our rivers flow like hot blood. We Asia, our trees are rooted deep, root to root. We Asia, our clouds also hold hands...

The moment Xu Ying opened her mouth, Zhou Andong's eyes lit up. This girl's high notes came very easily; the two-octave jumps were effortless to hear.

Moreover, her vocal range was wide and rich, carrying a kind of bleakness from the snowy highlands—such a voice is extremely rare. Importantly, he had heard this voice in his previous life, but it was sung by AI then.