Lu Jian didn't go to see Lao Huang, so he raised his hand and sang it out, as if he was sending away a fly: "I don't want to get involved with TF anymore, you go."

"TF? What's wrong with TF?" Old Huang blinked his eyes and sneaked into the company lobby.

This guy is still pretending to be stupid and has a thick-skinned face.

"Are you worried?" Old Huang had already walked to Lu Jian in three or two steps, sitting down with concern on his face, "Is it money?"

Lu Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly, the flies' sense of smell has always been so keen.

"Everyone's time is precious, I don't say anything secretly." Old Huang stood up, took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Lu Jian, and asked with a smile, "That drummer, have you signed it?"

Lu Jian refused to comment.

"It's okay, I don't care. I just give you a letter." Old Huang was afraid of making Lu Jian unhappy, so he said carefully, "Qianjin Entertainment, Wadeway, you know... you are willing to sign him 500,000 yuan, that is, you just need to sign an agreement with Qianjin Entertainment and get Qiao Qiao's contract, and get 500,000 yuan."

"Okay, I understand." Lu Jian waved his hand again.

Although he was calm, he was already alert. If a person like Lao Huang could tell him 500,000 yuan, Qianjin Entertainment would offer at least 700,000 yuan. If you only look at the appearance, Qiao Qiao was not worth the number, and Wade obviously saw more things.

"It's very fast. You only need to sign a letter and the account will be delivered in three days." Old Huang said with his horoscope on his eyebrows, "I heard that there is not another artist here? If you package two people, the funds are easy to keep up. It's better to sell one and abandon the car to protect the handsome guy. Is that right?"

"Yeah, I got it."

Lao Huang said everything he should say, but seeing that Lu Jian's expression was unchanged, there was nothing to say.

"Cherish the opportunity, Mr. Lu." After Lao Huang persuaded him again, he stood up with his bag in his arms and smiled, "Business is booming, call me if you have something to do."

"Let's go slowly and don't send him." Lu Jian really didn't send him, and he didn't even watch him.

At this time, Lu Kang was just shouting.

"I called Uncle Xing, he is not in Binhai." Lu Kang came to the lobby with an insulated lunch box. When he saw Lao Huang, he became anxious, "Do you still have the fucking face? Ganggugugugugugu!!"

"Don't be angry, it's all a business matter." Old Huang fled with a fake smile.

Lu Jian asked his younger brother with a frown, "What did you say?"

"Roll roll."

“The front.”

"Oh... Uncle Xing is not in Binhai."

Lu Jian rubbed his head again. He originally wanted to get lucky and ask Uncle Xing for help to see if he could find someone to give him a discount, find a place with good quality to record, or borrow a few musical instruments.

But now, Uncle Xing is probably going to draw a clear line with the Lu family, so he simply refuses to meet.

Uncle Xing is an old comrade-in-arms who fought side by side from beginning to end. If even this person is desperate about Star Factory, no one in this city can help.

Old Huang looked at Lu Jian's expression and had an idea in his heart.

"Is Xing Dawei? I saw him in the conference center two days ago." Old Huang said with a smile, "He should still be in Binhai, just to find a reason not to see you, right?"

"Why haven't you got out yet?" Lu Kang wanted to smash him with an insulated lunch box.

"Two Mr. Lu, listen to me again." Old Huang hid while advising, "No one is helping you in this situation. You brothers are ambitious. I am convinced, but if you want to turn things around, you have to have some capital, right?"

"I have it." Lu Jian waved his hand again. He actually still had it. He could forcefully buy more experiences from the [Experience Library] for Mr. West Lake to create, and then sell the song directly. But he was not sure how long it would take to sell it and how much it cost. As for the script outline, it was very difficult to sell, because his reputation was too bad, and no one dared to use such an abstract copy.

Having said that, Lu Jian didn't want this, as this would cause more serious destruction to the work. It would be better to release the low-end version of "You, My Deskmate".

"I believe you are very talented, Mr. Lu." Old Huang laughed and came over again, "But the capital I mentioned is real capital, right?"

He said, rubbing his fingers beside Lu Jian.

Lu Jian pointed to the door and saw off the guests.

"Did you get out of here?" Lu Kang also angrily scolded, "You really don't want any face?"

"Get it." Old Huang smiled and walked back, "If you need help, please contact me at any time. If you can still negotiate the conditions, I will help you. I, Old Huang, are the middleman, don't worry."

"Get out!" Lu Kang was about to smash the lunch box.

"Wait!" Lu Jian suddenly turned his head and squinted his eyes and looked at Lao Huang, "Can you still talk?"

"That's a must." Old Huang was in an instant and was not afraid even if he was smashed by a lunch box. "You talk about the conditions, I will help you convey them."

After thinking for a while, Lu Jian had already made a trick: "Have Wade played a bet?"

"What?"

"Gambling agreement, valuation-adjustment-mechanism."

"..." Old Huang didn't move, thinking for a while before asking, "What are you betting on?"

"What do you think?"

Old Huang slapped his head, stared at him and asked, "That drummer?"

"His name is Jojo."

"Brother!" Lu Kang was immediately anxious. Although he had no idea what the bet was, it was definitely not a good thing to use Qiao Qiao as a bet.

"I know what I'm doing." Lu Jian stopped his younger brother, then whispered to Lao Huang, "I'll go and chat with Wade."

"This...this...this...it's better through me...you meet directly...it's not suitable." Lao Huang naturally had his own considerations. If the bosses of both sides met and chatted directly, then what else could he make?

Lu Jian naturally knew his plan: "Jojo has Wade's phone number, so I can make an appointment by myself."

"Okay, okay, I'll make an appointment." Old Huang immediately took out the phone, afraid that the agent Fei Fei would be there.

"It's better to be immediately." Lu Jian reminded.

"Mr. Wei is very busy... Let me give it a try." Old Huang had already walked out of the company quickly. He obviously didn't want Lu Jian to hear the conversation.

...

In the shopping center a few kilometers away, Zhen Zhen was pulling Wade to the sports brand area. She helped Wade fall in love with a tennis uniform and was placing it in front of her to gesture.

"I can't play tennis." Wade looked dull.

"Neither can I. Let's go to the club and learn together."

"Well, a nice date theme."

"You can also play doubles with other couples. Do you have any expectations?" Zhen Zhen gestured in a swagger.

“Not at all.”

“…”

"You must be beautiful when you wear a tennis skirt." Wade scratched his nose rarely.

A cool breeze blew, and Zhen Zhen covered her head in despair: "Don't praise me for being beautiful every time I'm embarrassed, as this will only make it even more embarrassing."

"I see……"
Chapter completed!