Rebirth of Gold Star Broker

In the evening, ten o'clock.

Lin Feng took a taxi to the sofa in the lobby of the Hill Hotel and waited. A short-haired woman walked up to him.

"Hello, Mr. Lin?

"Lin Feng." Lin Feng introduced himself.

"I'm her assistant, my surname is Mu, please follow me."

"Ok."

Lin Feng followed the assistant into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, the assistant Ms. Mu looked around and pressed the [-]th, [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th floors.

The assistant lady was afraid that Lin Feng would think she was playing a prank, so she explained: "There are also paparazzi in the hotel, so it's for safety."

Lin Feng knew that this was a way for artists to cast doubts, in order to guard against the paparazzi.

I didn't expect that there are people in this world who use this method.

The elevator reaches the seventeenth floor and the door opens,

Miss Mu knocked lightly on the door, then opened the door: "Please come in."

Knocking on the door is to remind the people in the room that the person she is waiting for is coming.

Lin Feng walked into the room and glanced at the room.

The presidential suite of a five-star hotel is indeed luxurious.

A woman sat on the sofa in the room, and the woman was very good-looking.

Wearing a black pajamas, a bohemian style wool shawl over the shoulders.

Although she has removed her makeup, she can still feel her beauty.

There are some beautiful things that only appear on women when they reach a certain age.

There was an open bottle of red wine in front of her, and a red wine glass next to it. The lipstick mark on the rim of the glass indicated that she had just drunk wine.

The woman looked at Lin Feng with beautiful eyes.

"You came to see me so late, you didn't come to admire my room, did you?"

Lin Feng smiled awkwardly and walked in front of her.

Eyes glanced at her, then looked the other way.

"Sit down and have something to drink."

"no need."

Lin Feng sat opposite the woman and said, "Ms. Du, I'm really sorry to disturb you so late, let's talk about business directly."

"That's right, we don't seem to have anything to talk about except business. You don't have to be embarrassed, I owe you a favor."

The woman in front of him was Du Wenqing.

What Du Wenqing said was due to the fact that Lin Feng helped her a lot when her costume was destroyed by the ghost last time.

It's hard for Lin Feng to make excuses, that "Lin Feng" has an inextricable relationship with Du Wenqing, and he cannot inherit this relationship.

Du Wenqing is a smart woman, she cannot be fooled by acting.

Lin Feng didn't want to act either.

Now that we're talking about business, let's talk about it.

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone, clicked on the dance practice video that Yang Zhenzhen had sent him before, and handed it to Du Wenqing.

Du Wenqing held a wine glass in one hand and looked at it seriously with a mobile phone in the other.

Lin Feng sat beside him and didn't speak.

After 3 minutes, the video is over.

"Did you find any problems?" Lin Feng asked.

Du Wenqing took a sip of red wine and said, "The dance is okay, but it doesn't match the song of the backup dancer."

Du Wenqing is worthy of being a queen in the industry, and she immediately discovered the problem.

"So I would like to ask you to help me choose a suitable backing dance song. I wanted to find a professional, but after much deliberation, I found that you are the most professional person I know in the music circle."

For tomorrow night's qualifying match.

Lin Feng had already given up, he thought it would be great if Yang Zhenzhen could get to this point with his ability.

But he didn't expect Yang Zhenzhen to be so eager to win.

Since she wanted to win, she really worked hard to do it.

As Lin Feng's manager, he should stand by her side and help her to the end.

This is a matter of professional ethics.

Now there is only one day before the performance, and it is too late for Lin Feng to write a song for her or order an accompaniment.

Can only find ready-made songs.

Although Lin Feng listened to the music of this world a lot, after a few months, he didn't listen to too many songs.

Lin Feng's knowledge of music in this world is only half-knowledgeable.

In the end, the way he came up with was to ask this Empress Du for help.

After a phone call with Du Wenqing, Du Wenqing asked him to come to the hotel to find her.

Lin Feng originally wanted to hear Du Wenqing's opinion on the phone.

But Du Wenqing asked him to come over, because she couldn't understand the communication on the phone, and she didn't like talking on the phone for too long.

Lin Feng took a taxi and came.

Du Wenqing, as a celebrity public figure, took a big risk to let a man come to the hotel and enter her room.

So Du Wenqing's assistant took him upstairs just now, just like having an affair.

Lin Feng was more or less grateful to Du Wenqing.

After Du Wenqing watched the video of Yang Zhenzhen dancing, she thought hard.

Lin Feng didn't interrupt her.

Du Wenqing turned off the sound and read it again.

After reading it a second time, she thought about it.

Du Wenqing stood up, took a CD from a CD rack next to the TV, and put it in the projector.

Although this era is the era of digital music, through platforms such as Wangyun Music and Qiuqiu Music.

But physical CDs are still available for sale, and many fans will buy physical CDs for home collection.

"How about listening to this one?"

Du Wenqing turned on a piece of music.

The stereo in the living room sounded, and the music played was dynamic with a touch of lingering, a bit European and American style, with various rhythm changes and a strong sense of hierarchy.

Lin Feng clicked on Yang Zhenzhen's dance video, turned off the sound of the dance video, and used the sound from the audio and video as an accompaniment.

It is very suitable.

Du Wenqing walked back to her seat, took a sip from her red wine glass, and said: "This song is called "Rebellion". It is a dance song in my fourth album after my debut. I think it is just right for this dance. , As for copyright authorization, I will arrange it tomorrow, don't worry."

She had just finished speaking when she saw Lin Feng looking at her.

It happened that Lin Feng's eyes fell on her wine glass.

She smiled and said, "I've been used to it for so many years, I can't sleep without a drink."

Lin Feng can understand that being an artist is quite stressful, especially the psychological pressure.

Not only do you have to meet the fans' expectations of you, but you also have to face the abuse of black fans.

Whether it's the expectations of tens of thousands of fans, or the abuse of a large number of black fans, it is a kind of pressure.

There are still many aspects such as the new works are not good enough, the popularity of the audience has declined, and so on.

Some celebrities will smoke and drink, and even touch drugs.

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, then decided to speak: "Drink as little as possible if you can."

Du Wenqing looked at him with beautiful eyes.

"Are you caring about me?"

"That's it."

"Thank you."

Du Wenqing said thank you, she sighed, and said again: "Unfortunately, you are not him."

Lin Feng didn't speak, and chose to remain silent.

He didn't know what to say.

If it is said that he can make him so entangled in the two lives, I am afraid that only this Du Wenqing is clear.

He, who was already dead, gained a new life through this body.

And the owner of this body doesn't know where he went.

This Du Wenqing is a very important person in the life of that "Lin Feng".

When Lin Feng stood in front of Du Wenqing, he would remember that he was already dead, and now he was just a wandering spirit occupying someone else's body.

He couldn't help but feel guilty.

And this feeling of guilt, and I don't know how to repay and make up for it.

Seeing Lin Feng sitting there silently, Du Wenqing said, "Okay, your business has been done, and now you can go back."

Du Wenqing was giving Lin Feng an order to evict guests.

Lin Feng also understood that the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was not appropriate to stay for a long time.

He stood up and said sincerely to Du Wenqing, "Thank you."

Lin Feng stood up and walked outside the door.

When he reached the door, Du Wenqing wanted to stop him for some reason.

But in the end still did not speak.

Du Wenqing could only watch Lin Feng leave.

She was stunned for a long time, with loss and loneliness in her eyes, and tears in her eyes.

After a while, she came back to her senses.

A sigh.

You, not him.