Chapter 20: Dead girl

　　 As expected, within five minutes, four black bodyguards opened the road in front, and a large group of people came in from the night entrance.
　　 must be He Jiaqi and his party.
　　Director Liu walked ahead and led the crowd into the lounge.
　　Chen Feng did not have the chance to speak up all the way. Only when the crowd passed by, he vaguely saw a proud figure walking across the crowd surrounded by bodyguards.
　　 Many fans, true or false, shouted He Jiaqi's name to the crowd.
　　 But the crowd did not pause and stay at all.
　　After He Jiaqi entered, the bodyguards spread out again, keeping no one within five meters of the lounge door.
　　After half an hour, that wrist was finally out, the makeup was bright and beautiful, and the clothes were also stage-style.
　　At this time, a whole row of security personnel had stood under the stage of the night show, all of them were strong and strong, carrying their hands, and under the flashing stage lights, this group of people seemed to be the gate gods of Nantianmen.
　　Chen Feng paid attention to He Jiaqi throughout the trip, and still had no chance to speak up, but she could be sure who her agent was anyway.
　　 This is a feminine man who looks a little bit sultry. The powder on his face is too thick to see the specific age.
　　 Finally, after He Jiaqi had already staged to sing, the man walked back alone.
　　Chen Feng got up and tried to squeeze out a silk smile, "Hello."
　　 The person didn't react first, and still walked toward the rest room.
　　Chen Feng shouted again in the back, he turned back.
　　 "Are you calling me?"
　　 his voice was indeed very wavy, and did not know whether it was born this way, or whether excessive estrogen secretion made his pronunciation seem strange, both weak and sharp.
　　Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, sir."
　　 "Are you familiar with me? Has anyone told you that it is impolite to greet strangers casually?"
　　 The agent seemed suddenly angry.
　　Chen Feng was shocked.
Ever since he started dreaming, he has first dealt with the 100-year-old gangster like Zhong Lei in the next millennium. Although Zhong Lei was quite difficult at first, it can be seen that Zhong Lei is actually good, but he is accustomed to using brutality The camouflage color comes from my protection.
　　 Later, Chen Feng and Lu Wei dealt with Zheng Rou again, this time the experience is obviously better.
　　'S previous successful experience made him forget the reason why the king is so good to see the impossibly difficult, and suddenly encountered the style of He Jiaqi's agent, which was very uncomfortable and unexpected.
　　 "Sorry, I was taking the liberty, but I do have something to want to talk to you and Teacher He."
　　 Chen Feng's temper is usually very strong, but this time he rarely controlled himself.
　　 Suddenly, this dead girl's gun sent a hygienic eye, "Don't you just want to sign, say it so high. Get away, I'm seeing more of you who don't know the so-called person."
　　 finished, he walked forward, squeezed Chen Feng's shoulder and continued to walk in.
　　Chen Feng said anxiously at the back: "I am not going to sign, I am a music producer. I wrote a song and wanted to sell it to Teacher He!"
　　The dead girl cannon turned back, squinting and looking at Chen Feng up and down.
　　 The lights in the night show were dim, so that the eyes of the dead girl appeared a bit cold.
　　 "I treat all the famous musicians in the country like a few treasures. But I don't know you, give you five seconds, if you can't say your teacher's name. I will immediately call the security guard to drive you away."
　　Chen Feng certainly has no teacher.
　　 He has decided to give up.
　　 tried, but failed.
　　 as expected, but this grand thief is slightly more disgusting than expected.
　　 Sure enough, the world is as big as anything.
　　Chen Feng was silent, lowered his head to lift the guitar, and turned to leave.
　　He Jiaqi's singing appeared very noisy at night.
　　Although the agent is annoying, he can’t deny that He Jiaqi's rock singing is very special.
　　 Her voice is very high, very penetrating.
　　Music seemed to squeeze like milk from her throat.
　　 Chen Feng's heart is really regrettable, this rock voice is very suitable for "The Night Is Deep".
　　 "Mr. Mai, what are you doing?"
　　Chen Feng just walked away, and the chubby Director Liu came to see the situation here.
The agent snorted, "Manager Liu, please warn the entertainers in your shop. Don't harass me if you have nothing to do, I'm busy. Just like his bear, and sell songs to our family? Are you kidding me? ! Cut, wasting my time."
　　 Watching the dead girl go away, Director Liu looked back and glared at the employee behind him, "Who is the man who just carried the guitar? Call me!"
　　The deputy director responsible for today's warm-up singer arrangements quickly got out of the phone to read the memo, wondering: "I don't have this person today! Maybe it's someone from outside? Let's get rid of it?"
　　Director Liu shrugged, "Then forget it. Actually, I don't think it's okay. Other people's young people have ideals, maybe the song written is not bad. No one is born a wrist, right?"
　　 The person next to him echoed, "Yeah. But I heard that the agent named Mai Hui was quite neurotic, and it was true. Teacher He is quite easy."
Director Liu laughed, "You don't understand this. The artist just needs to be a good person and smiles everybody. But the artist's agent is to do this black-faced thing. This is all learning, you learn will not."
　　 The middle-level leaders of several Lemei bars are chatting, but Mai Hui, the dead woman gun manager who dragged her tail to the sky just now, is coming out of it at a very fast speed.
　　 He walked and said on the phone, "Hey, good Rou Sister, I will come out here. Ouch, this little thing with Jia Qi and me, how can I work for you."
　　 "We didn't dare to disturb you and Sister Weiwei before, so I didn't tell you. You have to say that you want to chat with us. I'll make an appointment to visit the house tomorrow. Good, good, come right away."
　　 Seeing Director Liu quickly followed, "What's wrong with Teacher Mai?"
Mai Hui raised his head proudly, "Mr. Lu Wei’s agent Zheng Rou Zheng heard that our Jiaqi is hosting a song club in Lemei, and he came over to say hello personally and said he would chat with our Jiaqi later. UU Reading book www .uukanshu.com"
　　People in the Lemei bar were shocked.
　　People who are engaged in night shows in Hanzhou basically know that Han Wei, the biggest wrist in Hanzhou, is also the loudest wrist in the country's younger generation. Lu Wei is in Hanzhou.
　　Every night show boss sharpened his head and wanted to move the Buddha over to shake it, even if he didn’t sing, he just had a drink and chatted.
　　 But no one could ever ask for it, and even Miss Lu did not take the initiative to propose it, no one dared to ask.
　　 People are really big Buddhas, so they won't enter the small temple easily.
　　Although Lu Wei is not close, the agent Zheng Rouken came to say hello and gave him a face, how could he be neglected.
　　The people inside rushed out vigorously, but outside Chen Feng and Zheng Rou collided.
　　Chen Feng walked with his head down, and he didn't stay at home. It was Zheng Rou who had the ability to remember that he had recognized him first.
　　 "Mr. Chen, are you here to sing tonight?"
　　 saw him carrying a guitar, Zheng Rou thought he was a singer on the spot.
　　Chen Feng suddenly recovered, looking up at Zheng Rou, shook his head embarrassedly, "No, I heard that He Jiaqi is coming to sing today, come and have a look."
　　 He wasn't embarrassed to say that he came to sell songs and was rejected.
　　 First, I decided not to look for Lu Wei, and second, I just made "Boring" not long ago, and it didn't take long for me to release a complete new song, which was a bit too confusing.
　　Zheng Rou nodded, "He Jiaqi's song is good, but he is good at rock and roll, not very suitable for your folk style of Mr. Chen."
　　 "Yeah, Sister Rou, are you here?"
　　 "After all, we are the landlords of Hanzhou. He Jiaqi voted for Weiwei in the singer selection a few days ago. I came over to say hello."