Chapter 1083: Chapter 950: Wages Are Gone As Soon As They Are Issued (Subscribe please!)
Wang Yan’s song ended.
The reaction from below the stage was as enthusiastic as if facing a top-tier celebrity.
Whistles.
Cheers.
Screams.
Applause.
They filled the entire gymnasium.
Just now, Wang Yan’s voice was too pleasant to listen to; that soft voice, laden with deep sincerity, a glance and a smile seemed like a gentle wife whispering to her husband, where sentiments diffused in her murmurs, making one’s body go soft.
A natural performance.
Plus, the perfect sound quality entered the ear.
The effect created was unprecedented.
Listening to this, then going to other concerts without such sound effects felt rather difficult to accept.
Wang Yan said, "Thank you, everyone, thank you for liking the songs I sing, for liking my voice." After she finished speaking, the venue dimmed, the next celebrity went on stage, and Tang Qing immediately lost his anticipation.
At that moment.
"Ding Dong!!"
Looking down, Tang Qing received a penguin message.
Wang Yan: "The concert will end in twenty minutes, I just finished removing my makeup and changing clothes."
"Okay, wait for us in the makeup room," Tang Qing replied. Lin Jiaxue, who was nearby, looked at Tang Qing chatting with Wang Yan and asked, "Tangtang, who is coming over tonight?"
Wang Yan and her group, Liu Tianwang and his companions are tired; they’ll come over tomorrow," Tang Qing said.
"Oh."
Lin Jiaxue nodded.
Twenty minutes later.
The concert concluded amid Liu Tianwang’s opening music "Forgetful Water," and Liu Tianwang did not forget to promote the theme of the concert, calling everyone to pay attention to education and the children out of school in remote areas and to do more good deeds.
In any case.
Tang Qing still admired him.
Once money becomes just a number, one should indeed do some meaningful things.
The audience left their seats reluctantly.
"Let’s go."
Tang Qing got Lin Jiaxue up and walked toward the backstage, where they ran into Wang Yan, who had come specifically to lead them in, beside her was her mother, and Wei Yiyi, who previously clamored to become Wang Yan’s agent.
"Tang Qing, how was our Wang Yan’s singing?" Wei Yiyi said cheerfully as if showing off a treasure.
"Very beautiful," Tang Qing complimented.
Hearing Tang Qing’s praise, Wang Yan was delighted.
"Wang sister, listening just now almost intoxicated me; your voice, especially when you sing love songs," Lin Jiaxue went over and took Wang Yan’s hand.
"Tang Qing, you know each other," Zeng Rou exclaimed in surprise.
Tang Qing said, "Obviously, this is my high school desk mate, Wang Yan, this is Jiaxue’s university roommate, although she didn’t stay often but indeed was a roommate, Zeng Rou, who is a bit older than us."
"Why emphasize my age," Zeng Rou asked as if she was treading on her tail.
"I am just stating the facts."
Hearing this, Zeng Rou pouted showing her dissatisfaction but still happily chatted with the two who called her sister, Wang Yan, and Wei Yiyi, watched the surrounding staff begin to pack up the cables, Tang Qing and Wang Yan headed backstage.
Entering Liu Tianwang’s dressing room, Tang Qing said, "Then we will head back first, see you tomorrow."
"Alright, see you tomorrow."
Knowing that Liu Tianwang was going to Tang Qing’s place, Zeng Rou halted her steps forward for a group photo. As for Tang Qing and Liu Tianwang being so close, she wasn’t surprised; the upper class and celebrities were just a step away.
Back at the villa.
It was almost ten o’clock.
Having sung just one song, Wang Yan wasn’t exactly tired, so they all had a late-night meal together, for Tang Qing and his group, dietary habits almost didn’t matter as long as they didn’t eat poison.
"Tang Qing, thank you for signing me to your company, hehe."
After a few bites, Wei Yiyi thanked Tang Qing; since the last time she mentioned becoming Wang Yan’s agent, after Wang Yan was signed by Comet Music, she too was incidentally signed.
"Don’t mention it, just do your job well. If you can’t do it well, I will still withdraw you," Tang Qing signed Wei Yiyi not because they knew each other but because he felt she could take good care of Wang Yan.
If not.
He didn’t care whether he knew them or not.
Wang Yan was signed into the studio.
Almost no profitable projects.
Even the concept of profit was not really significant, so, Tang Qing had Wei Yiyi signed into Comet Music, whose main job was to be a life assistant, the basic wages were paid by Comet Group, and bonuses were paid by the studio.
Tang Qing never thought about restricting Wang Yan.
She could do whatever she wanted, the contract signed was simply an unequal treaty; the studio had no tasks or targets, but Comet Group would try to promote the studio.
This contract was unique in the industry.
"Don’t worry, I will definitely take good care of our Wang Yan," Wei Yiyi guaranteed. When Tang Qing spoke earlier, she could feel the distinction in closeness; Tang Qing cared about Wang Yan.
She, Wei Yiyi, probably didn’t catch Tang Qing’s eye, only considered as a general friend.
Good thing she understood Tang Qing’s status.
With tens of thousands of employees under him, and the annual sales of his companies totalling several hundred billion RMB, he had the qualifications to speak such words. The status and class, after encountering various people during this period, she had a deep understanding.
"Aunt, the next stop is in Hong Kong; have you booked the hotel yet?" Tang Qing suddenly asked.
Happy, Shi Lan immediately said, "It’s already booked, we got the performance schedule at the beginning of the month, and we booked the hotel a month in advance, not far from the concert venue."
Tang Qing nodded.
"It’s crowded in Hong Kong, the company will arrange a car and bodyguards for you, during your stay in Hong Kong, the company will be responsible for your safety. From now on, for performances outside the mainland, the company will arrange security for you."