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72 Lu Xiaobai’s first henchman

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The next morning, Lu Bai prepared to return to the capital city.

Of course, Zhao Lei, who had just been subdued, would definitely go back with him. This kid was quite a bachelor. He had nothing on him except for a guitar. Of course, Lu Bai, the boss, was not much better than him.

"Teacher Xu Zheng and the others will send us off later. I'll get them to book another ticket for you.”

"Um."

It was funny. Lu Bai and Zhao Lei's wallets added up to less than 1,000 yuan. Fortunately, breakfast was free in the hotel. Otherwise, they would have to eat instant noodles again.

As a boss, Lu Bai could not even fork out the money for a ticket for his subordinates. No one would believe it.

Fortunately, Zhao Lei knew his boss's financial situation very well. With his personality, since he was determined to work with Lu Bai, he would not have any objections even if he had to starve nine times a day.

However, after hearing Lu Bai's words, Zhao Lei was silent for a moment.

"Uh, boss..."

That's right, Zhao Lei had already changed his address to Lu Bai as Boss. After all, calling Lu Bai teacher all the time would seem too distant. Moreover, Lu Bai was a few years younger than him. Zhao Lei felt even more awkward calling him brother, so he might as well call him Boss. If this was in ancient times, with his relationship with Lu Bai, he would have to call him Lord.

"What's wrong?"

"Actually, um, actually, I still have some money. It's a bank card that my mother secretly gave me when I left home last year. There's 3,000 yuan in it, but I've been saving it without spending a single cent.”

Speaking of which, Zhao Lei was actually from the old Imperial Capital. His family had a house in the Imperial Capital, but it was an extremely small house. He was not considered a rich family.

Naturally, his family did not approve of him coming out to be a street singer. After all, in the eyes of the older generation, street singers were nothing more than street beggars. A young man with arms and legs had to do this instead of eating.

Therefore, the relationship between Zhao Lei and his family had always been very strained, especially his father. He had been wandering outside all these years and rarely returned home. However, Lu Bai was not surprised that he could take out this 3,000 yuan to save his life. After all, who would not have a trump card when they went out?

However, this Zhao Lei was really quite stubborn. It had been so long. Even if he couldn't eat, he didn't think of touching the 3,000 yuan in this card. He only took it out now, which just happened to solve the urgent need.

Otherwise, if Lu Bai asked Xu Zheng and the others to book a ticket for Zhao Lei, even if they were good friends, it would be a little embarrassing.

But then again, with Lu Bai's financial situation, the only one who dared to follow him was probably a hothead like Zhao Lei. Even a potential stock like Shen Tong, who was also in a state of failure, might not be taken down by Lu Bai.

"Oh right, Brother Lei."

After all, Zhao Lei was a few years older. Although he was already a subordinate, Lu Bai still felt that it was more comfortable to address him this way. After all, according to their current situation, they did not look like a master and subordinate. Instead, they looked like a pair of poor brothers in distress.

"Boss, tell me."

"Shoucheng Du, I'll give it to you."

" Ah???"

Zhao Lei was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes widened. Although he had always been a wandering singer at the edge of the music industry, he also knew the value of a song like Cheng Du. This kind of high-level song did not really test one's singing skills. It was almost as if whoever sang it would become popular.

Even if Lu Bai didn't sing it himself, if he sold this song, it would probably attract countless singers to fight for it. At the same time, he could also sell it for a lot of money.

Moreover, it was precisely because he did not have money that he experienced what it was like to live a hard life. Zhao Lei understood how difficult it was for his boss, Lu Bai. After all, Zhao Lei only had no savings, and Lu Bai still owed 600 million yuan.

It was because of this that Zhao Lei was particularly touched. In fact, when he first saw the song, he liked it very much. It felt like it was destined to be his song. However, he knew that he was a failure. It was impossible for him to ask Lu Bai this.

He didn't expect Lu Bai to give him the song directly! Moreover, he used such a casual tone. It felt as simple as giving Zhao Lei a cigarette.

Even a straight man like Zhao Lei was touched. However, he was not the kind of person who would express it in person. He had a thousand words in his heart, but he did not know how to say them. In the end, he only said them from the bottom of his heart.

"Thanks, boss…"

Outsiders might think that Zhao Lei did not know what was good for him, but Lu Bai knew very well that for a person like Zhao Lei to be able to say the word 'thank' was better than for those people who were swayed by the wind to say a hundred words of gratitude.

First, he had to feed the eagle, then he had to feed the meat. His loyalty was almost maxed out. Even if Zhao Lei signed a contract with Maitian Music, he would still be Lu Bai's subordinate.

For someone with such potential like Zhao Lei, not only did he not lose out, he even made a profit.

Moreover, this song was originally Zhao Lei's…

However, if someone from the Blue Planet saw Lu Bai's actions, they would definitely complain crazily.

You're taking other people's things and giving them to them as a favor! Wasn't this the same as selling someone and having them count the money for you…

The Zi family shook their heads at this operation, and even Eighth Skin Zhou gave him a thumbs up.

"Boss, do you have cigarettes?"

Zhao Lei secretly wiped the corners of his eyes and pretended to be very calm. After all, this guy was quite concerned about his face. It was impossible for him to cry.

"Here."

Zhao Lei was stunned when he saw Lu Bai handing over a bag of Hongta Mountain.

" Boss, didn't you smoke Dasu yesterday? Why, why did it become Hongta Mountain…"

In fact, in Zhao Lei's opinion, Lu Bai's identity as a cigarette addict was actually quite low-key. Although he did not have any money, cigarettes were a necessity for people who were in the creative industry.

But what the hell was this Hongta Mountain? Not to mention a celebrity like Lu Bai, even ordinary people felt that this cigarette was a little low. It was fine if they smoked at home, but they would be embarrassed to bring it out for dinner.

"Heh, the two packs of Dasu yesterday were given to me by Teacher Xu Zheng. I usually smoke these. Do you want them or not?”

"Ah, yes…"

For a moment, Zhao Lei thought to himself that even though he was with a big shot like Lu Bai, his quality of life did not seem to have improved…

I drew the dividing line of Mount Hongta.

"Xiao Bai, our production team is still a little busy. This time, our brothers won't send you to the airport. We'll send the production team's car to send you.”

Xu Zheng and the others were shocked when Lu Bai suddenly had a lackey with tattered clothes and a guitar on his back. They did not know where Lu Bai got such a person.

They could understand why Lu Bai had a pretty girl by his side, but why would he bring a guy with a guitar?

However, Xu Zheng and the others knew that people like Lu Bai who were involved in artistic creation were more independent. As friends, it was best not to ask blindly or ask blindly if they did not understand…

However, not long after, when a singer called Zhao Lei rose rapidly in the music industry, Xu Zheng and the others realized that this was the guy who had been by Lu Bai's side at that time. However, that was all in the future.

In the evening, Lu Bai and Zhao Lei were picked up by the people sent by Maitian Music from the airport back to the company headquarters.

Although it was already time to get off work, many of the higher-ups, including Chairman Song Ke, had not left. It seemed that they were all waiting for Lu Bai.

Song Ke and the others were also confused about Lu Bai bringing back an ordinary looking guy from a big ceremony. They wondered what this guy was doing. Was he Lu Bai's bodyguard? But why was the bodyguard carrying a guitar?

When they heard that Lu Bai wanted Zhao Lei to sign on to Maitian Music, the higher-ups were all shocked. After all, the company did not have many actual signed singers at the moment. Even Mai Xiaodou, who sang Lu Bai's song, had only officially signed a contract not long ago.

As for the other new singers, they were all treated as backup troops and did not have the right to sign contracts with the company.

Logically speaking, the company's higher-ups would not agree to sign a guy with unknown origins like Zhao Lei. However, the person who suggested this was Lu Bai, the golden signboard of Wheatfield Music. To be honest, almost all of the company's business was related to Lu Bai.

Many employees of Maitian Music privately said that Lu Bai was like the company's retired emperor. He usually did not come to work, but in fact, he was more important than the chairman.

Song Ke was indeed a smart person. He knew that with Lu Bai's personality, there must be a reason for him to raise this idea. This Zhao Lei guy looked ordinary on the surface, but perhaps Lu Bai had discovered some of his hidden brilliance.

After all, in terms of musical talent, if Lu Bai claimed to be second, no one in the music industry would dare to claim to be first.

Therefore, even though Song Ke was surprised, he did not hesitate to give Zhao Lei a pretty good B-grade lot. He even sent someone to arrange a company dormitory for Zhao Lei, as well as the corresponding welfare benefits.

This also surprised Zhao Lei. He did not expect his boss, Lu Bai, to be so good at talking in this slightly famous wheat field music company. He could easily squeeze him in.

After Zhao Lei was led away by the staff, all the higher-ups below Song Ke were present in the meeting room. At the same time, they pulled Lu Bai, who was about to go home early, and said that they had something important to announce.

"CEO Song, if you have anything to say, just say it. It's getting late. I won't be able to catch the last bus in a while.”

Song Ke was speechless.

The higher-ups were speechless.

Zhang Yadong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's okay, Xiao Bai. I'll drive you back later. Today's matter is really quite important. Don't be anxious…"

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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