Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

"Mr. Meng, are you telling the truth?"

After leaving Li Jiajia's live stream, Zheng Muchen looked at Meng Chuan with disbelief and asked.

What is real?

Meng Chuan countered with a question.

"Are you really good at reading faces?"

Zheng Muchen couldn't see Meng Chuan as a charlatan at all.

Meng Chuan said that everything can be filmed, which is a bit outrageous, but still somewhat understandable.

As the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences.

But Meng Chuan can read faces? That's just too far-fetched!

In Zheng Muchen's memory, Meng Chuan was a scholar.

And I heard he's an expert in economics.

It solved one of the three major problems in economics academically.

Are experts these days really this unreliable?

Why abandon a perfectly good scientific research career to engage in feudal superstition?

"Haha, I know a little bit, I know a little bit."

Meng Chuan smiled enigmatically, a hint of mystery in his eyes.

"Really? And can shooting rural scenery really make you popular?"

Zheng Muchen still expressed disbelief.

Zheng Muchen does not deny that some people will enjoy live streams featuring idyllic rural scenery.

But this kind of live streaming is too niche.

Some people might like watching it, but it's unlikely to become a huge hit.

He still prefers to replicate Huo Wanxi's model—beautiful, able to sing, and good at chatting.

After all, we live in a fast-food economy now, where the focus is on enjoyment.

And it has to be pleasurable immediately.

Rural landscape themes are too slow to gain traction!

"Don't worry about her. From now on, you need to do everything you can to promote her videos, even if it means using all the company's resources. She will definitely become a hit, a huge hit."

Meng Chuan said firmly.

Only those who witness it firsthand can know how high Li Ziqi's future achievements will be.

She is someone who can break world records.

Even state media described her as:

She didn't utter a single word praising China, yet she told the story of Chinese culture and China's history beautifully.

She even became an ambassador for the promotion of intangible cultural heritage in 2019.

Her story has even been included in textbooks, and there are questions about her on exam papers.

She single-handedly set a new standard for internet celebrities, a feat unprecedented and likely to remain so.

Even though he disappeared for three years due to a contract dispute, he returned as a king.

Logically speaking, it's unlikely that she would be in Shanghai at this time.

Meng Chuan didn't know if his appearance caused a deviation in history or if there were other reasons.

After all, there was no Meng Po Guild in history.

In this life, Meng Po Gong appears, and she also unexpectedly appears here.

Now that they've met, Meng Chuan is determined to support her.

She will no longer allow the so-called contract issue to interfere with her creative work.

Meng Chuan was also looking forward to seeing how far she could grow without contractual disputes.

"Alright! Since President Meng has said so, then I will listen to President Meng."

Although Zheng Muchen still had some doubts, what could he do when Meng Chuan was the boss?

Zheng Muchen then changed the subject:

"But Mr. Meng, since you're here, could you please take a look? There are a few promising talents these days; could you do me the trouble of writing a few songs for them?"

Since Meng Chuan rarely comes, how could Zheng Muchen let this opportunity pass?

Meng Chuan wrote two songs before, and they both became hits, and huge hits at that.

Now, you can hear "Learn to Meow" and "Rare Characters" everywhere you go, on the streets and alleys.

“Then let’s go to the recording studio. Have them all come over so I can see them. I’ll write a few songs for them on the spot.”

Since he had nothing better to do anyway, writing a few songs—or rather, copying a few songs—was just a side job for Meng Chuan.

"Okay, you go first, I'll go get them right away."

Zheng Muchen immediately went there eagerly.

Meng Chuan brought Ying Die to the recording studio.

Lao Xiao and his team are recording.

Inside the recording studio, a slightly thin, handsome young man was recording a song.

He recorded rap songs.

Although he has a southern build, his voice is deep and slightly hoarse.

"This young man is not bad."

Meng Chuan's eyes lit up.

Upon hearing Meng Chuan's voice, Lao Xiao, who was focused on recording a song, turned around.

He hurriedly stood up and said respectfully:

"President Meng is here? Please have a seat."

Meng Chuan nodded, sat down next to Lao Xiao, and commented:

"This kid is good, but his voice isn't suited for rap."

Old Xiao explained:

"He's a local from Shanghai, but he grew up in Northeast China. Actually, his voice is pretty good, but we haven't found a suitable song for him yet. He's currently auditioning."

"Call him out, I want to have a chat with him."

Meng Chuan thought for a moment and then said.

Old Xiao immediately spoke into the microphone:

"Zhu Yilei, come out for a moment."

Zhu Yilei, who was singing inside, was taken aback, but still obediently came out.

However, the moment he came out, he was clearly taken aback when he saw Yingdie standing behind Meng Chuan with a cold expression.

But then his gaze fell on Meng Chuan, or more accurately, on the thumb ring on Meng Chuan's thumb.

He quickly looked away, but the shock on his face was unmistakable.

"Zhu Yilei, don't be nervous, this is President Meng."

Old Xiao, without suspecting anything, took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Hello, Mr. Meng."

Zhu Yilei hurriedly bowed to Meng Chuan with great respect.

"Not bad, I heard you grew up in Northeast China, do you know what 'shouting rap' is?"

Meng Chuan asked.

"I know, shouting rap is very popular in Northeast China. Mr. Meng actually knows about shouting rap?"

Zhu Yilei looked at Meng Chuan in surprise.

Shouting rap has a long history in Northeast China, or rather, it was already very popular there in 2010.

However, no one has yet been able to truly promote and popularize the art of shouting rap.

It's also rare for streamers to shout out their lines during live streams.

There aren't many people in the South who know about shouting rap.

"Do you know?"

Meng Chuan didn't explain, but pressed for an answer.

"I'm just learning for fun, I'm not very proficient."

Zhu Yilei, not understanding why, spoke rather humbly.

"Then wait a moment."

As Meng Chuan spoke, he took the paper and pen from in front of Lao Xiao.

With a single stroke of his slender, elegant calligraphy, the densely packed lyrics leaped off the page.

"Mr. Meng, you have a new song again?"

Old Xiao was immediately excited.

Having learned from his previous two experiences, he suddenly felt a sense of anticipation.

Can President Meng create another miracle?

"I guess so! Try giving me a rhythm."

Meng Chuan didn't explain, then lowered his voice and sang it a cappella:

I drink alone and get drunk.

Drunk, I paired up with my beloved.

Both eyes are uniquely aligned

I only wish that we can return together someday.

……

When Meng Chuan spoke, Lao Xiao was stunned for a while before he reacted.

However, he quickly assigned Meng Chuan a strong electronic voice based on Meng Chuan's tone and rhythm.

This song is the one that made the bad singer famous.

Normally it would be launched in January 2015.

He became incredibly famous because of this rap song, but was later banned due to its negative influence.

Even after Meng Chuan finished singing in one breath, no one present had come to their senses.

The rhythm and cadence are so strong, it's very different from traditional music styles.

Moreover, the lyrics are straightforward and full of chivalrous spirit.

"Ahem...maybe my voice isn't suited for rapping, please excuse me."

Meng Chuan was visibly embarrassed by the shocked looks around him.

Because he himself knew that his voice simply couldn't capture that kind of heroic spirit.

"Mr. Meng, you... are amazing."

Old Xiao snapped out of his daze, gave a thumbs-up, and asked:

"Can I ask a question?"

Meng Chuan nodded, signaling Lao Xiao to ask.

"Mr. Meng, did you compose this song on the spot, or was it written in advance?"