At the computer, Zhang Xiaohua opened his private e-mail and printed off a sample of the songs he had prepared the previous night. He made six copies and handed them over to Yuan Datong.
Everyone believed Zhang Xiaohua this time as he had not bragged before. He really wrote thirteen songs and not only that, he actually indicated the score of each song's lyrics.
Everyone scrutinised the lyrics and the corresponding music scores, the results were all awe-inspiring.
All thirteen songs had different styles which included rock, cheerful, sentimental, and pop; moreover, they were no worse than the previous seven songs.
A variety of genres would bring different listening effects to different fans. Adding these songs to the concert was definitely not a problem.
"Boss, are you really human? How did you write thirteen songs in such a short time? Every lyric is so perfect. It is incredible!" Emma opened her eyes wide, her star-shaped pupils flickered and trembled. Deep in her heart, there was an urge to worship him.
"Generally speaking, the word genius, wouldn't be enough to describe me. You guys need not be afraid of not having enough songs because there is me." Zhang Xiaohua was just being plain shameless.
However, his words were like gentle dawn, leading them to see unlimited hope. Everyone was thoroughly convinced by him.
"Xiaohua, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted your ability. You can rest assured that no matter what you say, I will believe it. The final word will always be yours!" After that, Yuan Datong bowed his head down as if ashamed to face Zhang Xiaohua.
Yuan Datong had laughed at Zhang Xiaohua, calling him mentally ill last month. He didn't believe that he could actually create thirteen songs in a row.
He did not expect him to create a miracle again today!
"All of you are like family to me, there is no need to apologise." Zhang Xiaohua smiled indifferently and said, "We have a lot to do, so don't blame me for being harsh. I'm giving you all two weeks, and I want to see all thirteen songs recorded by then. Will this be a problem?"
"Absolutely not a problem!"
Everyone responded in unison with the fullest enthusiasm. They had acted like Zhang Xiaohua had just given them a military command!
"I will go call Wang Jingwen," said Emma.
The others rushed to the recording studio on the second floor, picked up a good instrument, and started to practice the scoresheets.
...
"Damn it, who does that kid think he is? If it wasn't for me singing so well, even if you can create more songs, then what can you do? Damn you! Just wait, one day, you will beg to lick this grandmother's shoes. Sooner or later, I will make you regret everything!"
At the same time, Wang Jingwen was shouting around her villa like a mental patient. All her grudges had accumulated in her heart, and she concentrated all of it on Zhang Xiaohua.
At this point, she had been "sheltered" by Zhang Xiaohua for more than a month. Zhang Xiaohua made her stay at home all day, and not only did he forbid her from going out, but he also did not allow her to interact with her fans on the Internet. She was not allowed to eat anything. She had to drink her own saliva.
For Wang Jingwen, this kind of life was simply torture.
Although Wang Jingwen did not go out, she also understood the outside world through the internet.
She knew that she had become a national superstar with millions of supporters. Therefore, according to her view, her status today meant that she was fully qualified to discuss conditions with Zhang Xiaohua and change her contract terms.
Actually, it wasn't enough for her to stay with HuaXiang anymore, she wanted to swap companies while she was still popular. She believed that once this news came out, many entertainment companies would come to her to offer new contracts, and they would definitely be better than HuaXiang Entertainment. Of course, she also knew that those big companies would give her more abundant conditions, at least more abundant than HuaXiang Entertainment.
With a decision in mind, Wang Jingwen was about to call Zhang Xiaohua to have a showdown. Unexpectedly, just as she took out her cell phone, the phone began to ring.
As she saw the company's number, Wang Jingwen was angered. The grievances she held for a long time broke out.
She pressed the answer button and was about to start a showdown with the other party, but she heard Emma's voice suddenly rang, "Wang Jingwen, the boss told me to tell you that your record has been sold out, and the dividend you deserved has already been remitted. Go check your account, then come to the company. Boss has tailor-made thirteen songs for you and each song is a classic!"
Hearing this remark, Wang Jingwen swallowed her unspoken words. Feeling bemused, she thought she was very fortunate for holding her tongue for a second, or else...
However, Wang Jingwen didn't care about how Zhang Xiaohua had created thirteen songs in a row, because in her mind, no matter what Zhang Xiaohua did, she naturally deserved it. After all, she was the only contracted singer they had.
Now she only cared about the concert that Zhang Xiaohua had promised her.
A concert was the dream of every singer; it was also the proof of a singer's strength. Therefore, Wang Jingwen only wanted to prove her strength so that her own reputation would become bigger and bigger. Only in this way, would those big companies be willing to pay more attention to her and pay for her contract termination fee of 15 million yuan. Plus, in the negotiations, she would have more chips to bargain with.
"I see." After a cold sentence to Emma, Wang Jingwen hung up and then went to the computer to open the online banking app to check her account.
Seeing the 3 million in her account, Wang Jingwen didn't feel the slightest bit happy. She felt that she could have gained more benefits based on her current popularity if she didn't have such a ruthless contract.
Today, as a popular singer with millions of fans, she only earned 3 million. This was really nothing for the current Wang Jingwen, so she saw the money as an insult to her.
"Well, if you don't create a proper concert, this grandmother will certainly not hesitate to leave your broken company. I will play along with your game, but we will soon see who will have the final laugh."
After she muttered to herself, Wang Jingwen went to the dressing table to dress up. Regardless of the severe warnings from Zhang Xiaohua, she applied foundation, lipstick, eye shadow, perfume, and put on some jewelry. She dressed herself like a showpiece. She wanted to see how amazed Zhang Xiaohua would be. She was very confident that he would be infuriated, and that he wouldn't be able to do much to her. After all, he needed her for the concert, and Emma just said on the phone that the thirteen songs were tailor-made just for her. So, she was not afraid that Zhang Xiaohua would not allow her to sing, and if he did fire her, all the better as she could just look for a new company.
After that, she went to pick out an ultra-sexy high cross cheongsam and put it on, deliberately exposing her beautiful pair of legs. Even a bra was not worn.
After she dressed up and felt satisfied with everything, Wang Jingwen finally walked out of the house and headed slowly to HuaXiang Entertainment.
...
It wasn't until two in the afternoon when Wang Jingwen walked into the company with no hesitation.
Because she was dressed in such a slutty way which contrasted hugely with the image in the music video, no one seemed to recognise her even though she received a lot of glances along the way.
Just by entering the company's door, Wang Jingwen's strong smell of perfume dispersed around the room. Even Yuan Datong, who was in the recording studio on the second floor, could clearly feel the unique smell of perfume which seriously stimulated everyone's senses. Their noses became very uncomfortable.
As they followed the fragrance, the crowd came downstairs collectively, and they immediately fixed their eyes on it's source. They were all shocked by the sight.
Everyone looked at the scene in front for a long time. Who was this bright and unconstrained woman in front of them?
Wang Jingwen looked at everyone and ignored Zhang Xiaohua. She walked through the crowd slowly and sauntered into the recording studio on the second floor. It was with a full-blown disdain.
"I'm not mistaken, right? Was that... Wang Jingwen just now?" Emma asked as she looked at Wang Jingwen's back.
"The perfume is very similar to the one she wore when we first saw her. Her dress on the other hand is even more exaggerated though!"
"I couldn't recognise her at all!"
"Didn't boss tell her not dress up like that? How could she…?"
Several people at this point, all turned to Zhang Xiaohua.
Zhang Xiaohua was sitting on the chair behind his desk. He looked very calm. He wasn't the slightest bit angry with Wang Jingwen; instead, he was very pleased.
In Zhang Xiaohua's opinion, the fact that Wang Jingwen could change her image so easily was great. After all, her 'pure' image would eventually become boring and produce an aesthetic fatigue to her fans.
Nowadays, people paid more attention to packaging and innovation. Just like food, repeatedly eating the same meal day in and day out, even if it was delicious, it would become tiring and tasteless.
The same was true for stars: different styles must be changed over time to cater to the tastes of different audiences. Otherwise, even if the star was perfect, they would not be accepted by the public. In terms of food, Wang Jingwen's change would be comparable to changing from sweet to spicy.
"Boss, Wang Jingwen, she..."
"Leave her alone. Your most important task now is to hurry up and record the songs. Go quickly."
"Oh."
Emma spoke a few words and went to the recording studio with the others.
"Xiaohua, you wrote so many songs at once, you must be tired. I think you should go home and have some rest." Yuan Datong looked at Zhang Xiaohua earnestly and said with concern.
Speaking of the workload, Zhang Xiaohua did indeed have a busy schedule. He had written and composed the scores for the songs; moreover, he also had to direct the music video, not to mention in the future, he would also need to arrange the concert.
In comparison, Yuan Datong felt that he was inferior to him.
He was truly unprecedented!