"Mr. He..." a young executive asked with a frown, "It is difficult not to be informed by the chairman jury for such a large-scale group. It is very risky."

"That's why we're accompanying Mr. Ge to watch the show." He Dongfang's eyebrows sternly, "Old Ge nodded, no one would care about this."

"But Mr. Ge, he just resigned..."

"Hahaha." Hao Qingyun laughed, "Mr. Liang, you are still a little young. For people with the identity of Mr. Ge, whether they are the "chairman" does not affect his power at all. This is just a reputation and a restraint. Without the vest of the "chairman", Mr. Ge will be convenient for "guiding opinions"."

The young executive said in surprise: "I thought Mr. Ge was so confused... It turns out that these are all routines."

"He is not confused." He Dongfang sighed, "Can a confused person seize authority from beginning to end and not be robbed? Don't underestimate the founder of the committee."

"I learned it, I learned it." The young executive raised his glasses and glanced around. "I had doubts about this cooperation, and I was afraid that everyone would have their own ulterior motives. Now, can I think Mr. Ge is the referee behind the scenes? If anyone does not abide by the rules, Mr. Ge will intervene, and only he is the arbitrator will be convincing."

"Of course." He Dongfang nodded, "The list we have determined will be handed over to Mr. Ge, and he must nod to establish it."

Everyone agreed, and what they feared the most was that He Dongfang was in charge of power and abused resources to make a comeback. With Mr. Ge as his witness, their final doubts were certainly gone.

"Then let's start." He Dongfang picked up the form and read, "Whoever wants to compete, please tell me directly."

No one spoke, but he looked at He Dongfang and smiled. He couldn't have released a few albums this year. Who was so stupid to release so many songs in one breath? Only Hua Rong of Rubik's Cube Culture has released an influential album, but it is a collection of selected songs, with only one new song, and the rest are newly edited old songs. Even so, this is still the most powerful competitor to the best album this year.

"It must be Hua Rong's, jump over this award." Hao Qingyun smiled.

He Dongfang shook his head: "It's hard to say. There is news. Xing Factory is holding up a big album. The songs have been recorded, but they are only about to be released."

"When is it now, is it still time?"

"It's too tight."

"If all the songs are recorded... it is technically time."

"Star Workshop's album... I'm actually looking forward to it..."

He Dongfang raised his arm and said, "Although the album has not been released yet, I think this award is the hardest thing for us to snipe. Nothing else, there is really no decent album this year. I said that there is no need to avoid suspicion. Hua Rong's one is a fraud."

Everyone laughed awkwardly and commented on how straightforward the work of their company was. He Dongfang really tried hard, but it was okay to think about it. Hua Rong's selected collection was released by him before he entered the Rubik's Cube, and he sprayed it casually.

Hao Qingyun frowned and said, "The production ability of Star Factory is there. As long as the album is of quality, there is no way to compete at all."

"After all, if the quality is too different, forcibly awarding Hua Rong will be angered by the public."

"All other awards are easy to say, and you can pick up the opponent that can be matched, and it's this best album..."

"But there is nothing we can do... It's been more than ten days, and it's impossible to make an album."

"It's possible!" He Dongfang suddenly waved his arms, "We are not fighting alone. We are eighteen companies, hundreds of artists, dozens of producers. In two weeks, can't we make twelve singles?"

Everyone was infected by He Dongfang's momentum. Indeed, it was OK in theory, but the problem was also obvious.

"But creation is not something that comes at will." The young executive pursed his lips, "How can twelve songs that can be a battle with Star Factory, how can it be so simple..."

"Who said we were going to create temporarily?!" He Dongfang sneered, "Everyone, don't be knocked out by Lu Wei, forget our musical background. We have our reasons to survive to this day."

...

At Star Factory, every employee saw two copywritings written by Lu Jian himself, which were full of gunpowder. Although it is common to tear it, Lu Jian has never been to the front line in person. He has hidden merits and fame from beginning to end, and is limited to the inside of the company's office building.

But this time, the founder of the committee and the chairman of the jury have already called out in person. If he doesn't say anything, the world will really think that he will not play tricks anymore!

Two copywritings represent two opposite directions.

First, use parallelism sentences, and also make the words clear without leaving any way out

[Before I retire, Star Factory will never compete for the Golden Melody Award.]

Given the popularity of Star Works, this will be a powerful blow to the Golden Melody Awards, but if you hurt the enemy, you will lose 8,000 yuan, Star Works will forever be the honor that all musicians cherish the most, and will even break up with the committee completely, making the quarrel even worse, so you don’t even have to beat the list.

Therefore, all the staff voted for Copywriting 2. Everyone knows that honor is just honor, but no one can let go of honor. Anyway, Copywriting 1 is strong, and Copywriting 2 is strong, and they will provoke the committee, so why not be a little lazy?

The company's core is gathered in the largest conference room. Lu Jian has already written the final copy, but has not yet pressed it.

"Everyone has seen it. This is the company's collective will. I personally have the same thing as winning the award..."

Everyone said in unison: "It really doesn't matter!"

"Okay, press now!"

"Can't wait!"

"Please, Brother Jian, let's win the prize! I want to win the prize, so I'll win the prize while I'm alive!"

"Oh, there's no way, just use some tricks to tear it once in a while." Lu Jian's hand slightly, and there was no turning back.

[Star Factory Lu Jian: @Ge Ruyi, if you can really cover the sky with your hands, there is nothing to play with this music. You are talking on my face. I must be with you. I can’t win the prize and I retire.]

Lu Jian threw down his cell phone and hugged it behind his head: "Who can't play with retirement kidnapping people's hearts?"

"Yes, Brother Jian can retire now in name," Tanshu smiled, "No one can stop you from coming here for a walk."

"Then let's get a little more thorough." But Qiao Qiao also threw down her phone.

Lu Jian didn't feel that it was wonderful.

"Ah!" Ivy picked up her phone and yelled at what Qiao Qiao had just said, "Jo Qiao copied Brother Jian's words and changed retirement to retirement."

Qiao Qiao said to the surroundings: "Why are you panic? Think about it, how can you let Brother Jian go alone in this kind of thing? Let's huddle behind and wait and shout 666? Let's go together!"

"It makes sense." Mo Xijun's series of light-speed operations.

[Star Factory Mo Xijun: Without Brother Jian in Xing Factory, it will not be Xing Factory. If Brother Jian retires, I will retire too. @Ge Ruyi, Grandpa, please pay attention to your health gt;.lt;.]

Everyone swallowed and looked at Lu Jian.

"What do I do? I have no right to stop them from retreating." Lu Jian spread his arms and said, "If you think about it again, should you really look at me now?"

Everyone thought about it for a while, and then looked at Xia Ge at the same time.

The singer Xia was at a loss: "Don't be excited, it's like this, I don't have Facebook."

"Reactivate very quickly, Lao Xia." Qiao Qiao looked at him with a bad taste, "You will never be timid at this time."

Xia Ge's expression was complicated: "I have retired twice, which makes me look very exaggerated."

"Come on, come on, let's go together!" Mo Xijun pulled Xia Ge's arm.

Xia Ge sighed helplessly, not to say anything else, kidnapping the heart of the people first, so he had to reactivate his account and speak.

[@Ge Ruyi, I respect your past achievements, but unfortunately, no matter how brilliant your resume is, you will always have a day to retire. I am the same. When I am weak and unable to keep up with the times, I will consciously give up my position to young people but not now.]

Everyone was very dissatisfied with Xia Ge's copywriting. It was indeed difficult for him to keep up with the rhythm of the Internet. It was difficult for such remarks to be popular. They were too rational, objective, gentle and tactful.

Xia Ge looked at everyone’s innocent arms: “There must be someone who reasoned. I will help you get back your emotions, otherwise you will say that we don’t respect our seniors.”
Chapter completed!