Suddenly hearing Chen Feng's laughter behind her, Zhong Lei turned around.

As if she didn't expect him to see her fierce side again, the brief flush on Zhong Lei's face disappeared, and she quickly regained her composure, grabbed Chen Feng's sleeves, and was about to drag him upstairs.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to these people. Let's go upstairs and talk."

Chen Feng didn't comment on this, as long as she was happy.

Snap!

Behind the two of them, there was another round of applause.

Chen Feng turned around and looked, but the young man named Su was covering the other side of his face.

Wang Xilei was cursing, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who do you think you are? You have such a shameless face! Did I say anything? Did you reach out when it was your turn to interrupt?"

After he finished cursing, Wang Xilei saw Chen Feng turning around from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly chased the general again. He said with a flattering smile: "Brother Chen Feng, sister Zhong Lei, please calm down. My subordinates can't see. I have already taught you a lesson."

He did it. For the sake of Zhongyi Entertainment, please give me some credit and delay for a few minutes to go over there and have a detailed chat? I really come here with sincerity."

Zhong Lei snorted and refused to pay attention. She tightened her hand a little and secretly pulled Chen Feng's sleeve.

But Chen Feng had his own considerations.

It seems that if Wang Xi Lei is not given some eye drops, he and the city will be blamed for his shameless behavior.

So, just give him a good time.

In fact, Chen Feng is not such an unnecessarily tough person.

No matter what era it is, everyone has to hang out in circles, and the importance of connections cannot be overemphasized.

If necessary, Chen Feng would not easily make enemies with others.

But since Zhong Lei already disliked this group of people, especially she made a move.

That pretty boy named Su dared to be so bold as to reach out and try to grab Zhong Lei's shoulder. In Chen Feng's heart, that was already very serious.

So Chen Feng turned back to Zhong Lei and said, "Here's my room key. You go up first and I'll chat with them for a few minutes."

Zhong Lei first looked at Chen Feng, then at Wang Xilei and his group. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she turned around obediently and went upstairs alone.

Chen Feng and Wang Xilei walked through the hotel lobby, entered the tea restaurant inside, and found a corner to sit down.

Chen Feng sat down first, sitting alone in the middle of the row.

Wang Xilei sat down by the window in the row opposite him, and Xiaohua surnamed Liang sat next to him under the hint of Wang Xilei's eyes.

The young man named Su had no seat, so he stood at the table helplessly.

As for other second- and third-rate artists and staff from China Art, they are not even qualified to come close.

"Keep a long story short. If you have something to say, tell it directly and don't beat around the bush."

Chen Feng took out his cell phone and looked at his watch, which indicated that he was in a hurry.

Wang Xilei came closer and said: "Mr. Chen Feng, you seem to be missing a watch worthy of your status. My friend gave me a limited edition Patek Philippe a few days ago..."

Chen Feng interrupted him, "Let's get down to business, thank you."

Don't make trouble, he is really pressed for time, he just waits for this person to speak, and then rejects him outright and gives him hopelessness.

Wang Xilei showed a little embarrassment and said tentatively: "I have long heard that Mr. Chen Feng's music is of great style. I have admired it for a long time, but I have always been sidelined. I am lucky enough to meet him in Los Angeles this time. It is a great fate. I represent China.

Art Entertainment would like to reach some substantial cooperation with Mr. Chen in music. Rest assured, the price is absolutely fair."

Chen Feng raised his eyes and glanced at Xiaosheng Su and Xiaohua Liang next to him, "Who sings? Is it just these two?"

He wanted to say crooked melons and split jujubes, but both of them looked quite classy, ​​so it would be unscrupulous to force them to do so.

Wang Xilei immediately started boasting, "Our company's standards for selecting artists are also very strict. Although Xiao Liang and Xiao Su cannot be compared with Miss Zhong Lei, among the new generation of singers..."

"Come on, when I sell songs, I don't just pick money, I also pick people. No matter how much money I give to an unsuitable person, I won't sell them, otherwise it will be a waste of my songs."

Chen Feng said righteously and solemnly.

Although he is a copycat, he still has some integrity.

Bringing the classics of later generations here, only to end up throwing them into your hands for a little money?

Then he is also sorry for the heroic spirits of those creators who were copied by him.

When asking the copyright department of the company to sell songs, Chen Feng also emphasized repeatedly that he should not just sell songs just because someone pays him more. He must try his best to ensure that every buyer is the best buyer to avoid secret investment.

After saying the harsh words, Chen Feng looked at the opponent indifferently. The current strength was not enough, the opponent still couldn't give up, and he must have some hidden cards ready to be used.

Even if Wang Xilei refuses the trump card, he will not give up.

As expected, Wang Xilei changed the subject.

He first looked back at the direction going upstairs, then looked left and right, and came forward mysteriously and said something.

After hearing this, Chen Feng was speechless for a long time, so much so that he forgot to reply for a while.

Master Chen's mentality is a bit explosive.

God knows where Wang Xilei heard this gossip.

This thief actually thought that Chen Feng was a man of both genders!

When he saw Chen Feng asking Zhong Lei to go upstairs with the room card, he thought he had realized something, so he made up his mind and made it clear.

He really gave someone away.

Xiaosheng surnamed Su and Xiaohua surnamed Liang gave it away together.

If Mr. Chen is interested in the following ones, he can have sex with all of them, regardless of gender.

Wang Xilei said it very politely, and the general meaning was that it didn't matter whether the transaction was successful or not. We would talk about it later, and there must be friendship.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked both ways.

Xiaohua Liang's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she really looked like a shy flower bud.

Although Chen Feng is not interested in popular celebrities, he cannot deny that the faces and figures of these idols are basically worthy of their names and have been carefully polished.

Chen Feng looked at the young man named Su next to him.

The little fresh meat also blushed.

Both sides of the face were very red.

With a bit of evasive gaze, there is a coquettishness in it.

Chen Feng: vomit.

This is so damn gentle.

He was so sick that he almost died on the spot.

Chen Feng suddenly felt that it was not a good place to stay here for a long time, so he got up and left quickly, "Mr. Wang accepted it with his kindness. I can't accept it with pleasure, and I can't thank you sensitively. I really can't afford to offend you for this trick. Let's all take care of each other's ways. Take your leave.

"

After taking two steps out, he turned back and said, "Don't come to me in the future. I won't mess with you, so don't bother me either. We really don't belong together."

Now even a deaf person could understand the contempt in his words.

Wang Xilei was groveling all the way, and his mentality collapsed.

The humbler he acts, the bigger his ambitions are, the more disappointed he feels when his wishes fail, and the easier it is for him to become angry.

But before Wang Xilei got angry, the young boy named Su next to him began to curse.

"What the hell! Do you think it's great to write two bad songs? Don't look down on people. What do you mean by not being a stranger? Why don't you give others room cards and ask people to wait in your room? You're a prude and a hypocrite.

Stand still!"

call.

The next moment, Chen Feng reappeared at the table.

Lift your legs, kick your feet, take off, and land.

Xiaosheng surnamed Su curled up on the ground holding his belly, breathing heavily.

The entire process is completed in one go.

After cleaning up the young boy surnamed Su, Chen Feng glanced at Wang Xilei next to him who couldn't continue the performance and had a ferocious expression on his face. He grinned and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry to hit your dog. Your dog has such a bad mouth. You didn't take care of it. I

I'll take care of it for you, you're welcome."

Wang Xilei pointed at Chen Feng, "You dare to take action?"

Chen Feng shrugged, "What's wrong with taking action? I don't understand. Originally, I didn't intend to hold you accountable for pretending to be me and cheating. We all have nothing to do with each other. You who make traffic and I who make works are not the same thing at all.

You can still make money without my songs, so why bother to make yourself unhappy?"

The boy named Su over there slowly got up.

Chen Feng's kick was a bit particular. It looked quite harsh, but it didn't really cause any internal injuries.

Wang Xilei slowly uttered a few words through gritted teeth, "Chen Feng, you are going too far."

There are some things he can't say in front of other artists. Those are the terrible conclusions reached by their high-level meetings at China Arts and Entertainment.
To be continued...