He has dominated the entertainment industry since returning to China!

"With this award, I can be exempted from the auditions for The Masked Singer."

"When I'm not around, eat less spicy food, go to bed early and get up early, and don't forget to write a few songs."

"Come on, Xiao Tingzi, we will definitely be famous all over the country next year."

Lin Jingshen said before leaving. Ying Ting waved goodbye to Sister Lin Yu at the airport and said sweetly: "We will definitely do it. When the time comes, we will open an entertainment company together and be the boss."

What boss?

You are responsible for crying and I am responsible for shouting?

Lin Jingshen paused and almost fell down. She couldn't help but think back to what happened on the night of the 20th.

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December 20th, evening, Suzhou and Hangzhou.

At Junlan Hotel, Xingshuo Audio Media’s year-end party officially began.

All the staff gathered here, and those who had announcements were turned down, and those who were releasing records were postponed for a day...

The big boss Dong Xingqiao sat at one table with the senior executives, while Lin Jingshen sat at another table with Feicui and their agents or assistants.

Ying Ting sat together with the senior artists from Xingshuo. Everyone was having a great time and chatting with each other about interesting things that happened in the company's development this year.

In fact, it stands to reason that the big boss should make a speech to summarize the past and look forward to the future.

But these words were already said on the 19th.

Therefore, tonight is the time for the melon-eating leader's specialties to be put to good use!

She alone revealed half of the gossip in the entertainment industry this year, which directly boosted the atmosphere of the entire private room.

It's not just the entertainment industry that's enjoying it.

Even the attention of senior executives and assistants was attracted.

Especially when talking about the movie emperor Zhang Zhuohua, Ying Ting almost laughed out loud on the spot.

The other party's big fan personally came out to get himself on the hot search list, and got two waves of advertising for his own signing event for free, and he won directly.

Moreover, shameless people in the circle are set up. In short, they are just cursed casually, and it is best if the curse can bring out emotions.

When Ying Ting got tired of talking and drank some water, she realized...

Except for Lin Jingshen who was concentrating on eating vegetables like an ostrich, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Dong Xingqiao called the waitress, pointed at Ying Ting and said directly: "Bring our hotel microphone over and hand it to the beautiful lady at that table, don't get tired."

The waitress who had been fascinated by the gossip also reacted and expressed her approval of the boss's approach, and ran over to get the microphone.

After Ying Ting got the microphone, she was completely confused.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I going to do?

Dong Xingqiao folded his arms, sat in the main seat and said with a friendly smile: "Xiaoting, as a rising star of our Xingshuo this year, you can just say a few words casually."

Gong Hongli and a group of senior executives were very tactful and started to applaud directly. Soon the whole private room was filled with thunderous applause, and even the waitress on the side joined in the fun.

I thought, so she is Ying Ting who sang Serious Snow.

I didn't expect people to be so interesting.

Ying Ting thought to herself, good guys, now that you guys are applauding I have no choice but to go ahead and do it.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ying Ting patted the microphone and the sound effect was okay.

"May I ask the boss and the family members present here, do you want to hear something serious or something else?"

Ok?

Is there any difference between serious and not serious?

Dong Xingqiao was also intrigued, and gently stroked the armrest of the chair and asked, "What does serious mean?"

"Ah, Xingshuo is here..."

Why are you reciting again?

"It's still not serious." Dong Xingqiao quickly changed his words.

Everyone started laughing, and the room was filled with a joyful atmosphere. There was no hypocritical courtesy of mutual compliments as in previous years, and it felt like everyone let go of some of the burdens in their hearts because of a conspicuous bag.

Ying Ting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She really couldn't say anything serious, but she could still chat about something non-serious.

"Well, I'm just speaking for myself so I'll just say a few words."

"At the beginning of this year, I set a small goal to make 100 million first!"

That tone, that arrogant demeanor, was no exaggeration to say that he was a carbon copy of Mr. Wang.

When these words were spoken, everyone took a deep breath, thinking that the little girl was quite arrogant.

They all knew that Ying Ting owed 50 million when she first returned to China.

To achieve this small goal, you have to earn at least 150 million. You have to know that Xingshuo’s total turnover this year is only 200 million...

Feicui was concentrating on watching Ying talking on the microphone, more seriously than she was in the meeting.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at Lin Jingshen's face, who was eating the whole time...

"Sister Lin, how much did she earn this year?"

"Hehe." Lin Jingshen just smiled and said nothing.

Just listen to this little girl talking nonsense in a serious manner.

If she could make 100 million, I would eat the plate in front of me right then and there.

hehe?

Feicui didn't understand and thought Sister Lin was just smiling and didn't mean anything else.

There’s no way around it. The “hehe” in 2006 was really just an expression of laughter.

As for why Lin Jingshen understood its second meaning?

That’s all thanks to Mr. Ying’s words and deeds.

She picked up a piece of beef and put it in her mouth.

“I made 300 million this year!”

“Wow!”

Everyone present exclaimed in amazement!

Sister Jing was choked and started coughing violently...

Do you know what you are talking about?

…………

Seeing everyone's strong reaction, even the big boss stared at him intently, and the financial director Song Jieting doubted his life on the spot...

Ying Ting quickly said: "That's the memory, the frustration, it's not easy."

"In general, this year, there is nothing else but stable poverty."

The main theme is that the gears of fate are not turning at all and the chain of life is about to fall off.

Everyone:...

My goodness, I've taken off my pants and you're showing me this?

The waitress couldn't hold on any longer, so she held on to the wall and walked out of the room. She leaned against the wall, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

The male waiter passing by was startled.

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We’ve talked enough, we’ve laughed enough, but we still have to eat.

Ying Ting couldn't drink much, so she just clinked glasses with the boss.

Dong Xingqiao smiled and said, "Luckily you are in the music industry. If you were in the crosstalk industry, you would definitely ruin other people's jobs."

"I'm in the music industry mainly to be close to you." Ying Ting smiled.

The big boss's face moved slightly. He didn't expect to be teased by a little girl. He raised his cup and clinked it with Ying Ting, and said lightly.

"It's not enough to just get close, it has to last for a long time."

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Being in the entertainment industry is not just about being wealthy, it's also about being knowledgeable about the humanities.

Although Sister Jing didn't want to socialize, she still stood up, holding the glass and replenished the wine that Xiao Tingzi had dropped.

Lin Jingshen is a leader in the industry, and is also Ying Ting's only agent and part-time assistant. He is not an employee of Xingshuo, but more like a representative of the girls.

Xing Shuo wants to sign Sister Jing, but Sister Jing may not be happy about it.

It has both good appearance and good substance.

Everyone clinked glasses of wine happily.

The guests and hosts enjoy themselves.

……

After returning home at night, Sister Lin staggered and fell on the bed. She reeked of alcohol and had vomited once on the way.

Ying Ting pulled Sister Jing up. She didn't dare let Sister Jing sleep like this, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable all over tomorrow.

"Sister Jing, drink some hot milk before going to sleep."

Lin Jingshen's beautiful cheeks were flushed, like an attractive peach, making people want to take a bite.

She opened her mouth in a daze, and Ying Ting fed her the hot milk bit by bit. The milk went down her throat, and finally Lin Jingshen felt no more discomfort in her stomach.

"Sister Jing."

"Ok?"

"There is no future for us working for others. Why don't we do it when we get rich?"

"Tell me what you think?"

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