Chun Yip Building, Wai Yip Street, Kwun Tong, Kowloon.

Lu Dongjie looked at the huge sign at the door of the building, and after confirming that the address was correct, he put his business card back into his pocket, sorted out his brand new suit, and walked in calmly.

Unlike other industrial areas where signs such as "big factories" and "big chimneys" are common, Xiangjiang is narrow and densely populated and mostly hilly, so the development of Xiangjiang's industry must be adapted to local conditions.

Therefore, the enterprises that have developed rapidly are generally low-pollution, labor-intensive industries that only need to invest in small-scale production equipment to be put into operation. Therefore, most enterprises choose to be located in factory buildings, forming a unique industrial zone scene.

Therefore, in the 1970s, the textile and garment industry, plastics industry and toy industry were still the three pillar manufacturing industries in Hong Kong. These labor-intensive industries required a large number of general workers, so these industrial zones were often not too far from the urban area to facilitate families.

Workers, mainly women, commute to work.

The entire twelfth floor of this building was rented by a tape factory. As soon as Lu Dongjie stepped out of the elevator door, he saw the company's company sign with shining gold letters. After explaining his purpose to a front desk lady, she took Lu Dongjie inside.

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"Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Lu Dongjie who contacted you on the phone yesterday. I am here to discuss this cooperation." Lu Dongjie looked at the middle-aged man sitting in this luxurious office and took the initiative to reach out his hand.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Lu, welcome, welcome, this way." Wang Xin stood up and shook hands with Lu Dongjie warmly, walked out from behind the desk, and invited him to the reception area of ​​the office.

Lu Dongjie followed behind and looked at the middle-aged and fat Wang Xin in front of him. He was wearing a gold watch, an exquisite suit and leather shoes, and his hair was meticulously styled. He looked like a successful person.

In today's social atmosphere in Hong Kong, if a person is well-dressed, no matter whether you have real talents or not, you will gain people's respect. Especially those who are doing business need to pay more attention to these superficial tasks.

"Independent music producer, Lu Sheng is really young and promising. When I was your age, I was working in the mountains and countryside in Qiongzhou. It has been almost twenty years in the blink of an eye. Life is so unpredictable." Wang Xin looked at Junxiu

The heroic Lu Dongjie couldn't help but smile and sigh. He asked Lu Dongjie to sit down, then picked up the kettle and rinsed the tea set.

Lu Dongjie looked at the exquisite Kung Fu tea set on the counter and listened to Wang Xin's Cantonese with a slight accent. He only knew that he must be from Chaozhou. Chaozhou merchants have a profound influence on all aspects of Hong Kong society and almost all walks of life.

You can see them, and they have the title of "Oriental Jews".

"Sheng Wang is so flattering to me. It's all because of his livelihood, just for three meals a day." Lu Dongjie smiled and waved his hand.

"No matter how you put it, with your spirit of daring to break out, fight, and fight, you will become a great success in the future." Wang Xin laughed, picked up the purple clay pot that had been brewed, and moved the two teacups neatly back and forth.

Filled the bowl, and then made a gesture to invite tea.

Lu Dongjie picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip. The first tea juice was a bit strong and highly alkaline, and it would feel slightly bitter in the mouth. But later on, the more you drink, the more bitter and sweet you will feel, making you refreshed.

So cool, Lu Dongjie couldn’t help but praise: “Good tea, good craftsmanship”

"Hey, this is the oolong tea that I have been collecting for ten years. You are in for a treat." Wang Xin was quite proud of Lu Dongjie's appreciation, and picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

After three rounds of tea, the two chatted happily for a while, and they had a basic understanding of each other. The next step was to talk about serious business cooperation.

"This is a demo for recording this album. Wang Sheng can listen to it and evaluate it." Lu Dongjie took out a box of tapes without any decoration from his bag and handed it to Wang Xin.

"Haha, I'm all ears to your masterpiece." Wang Xin accepted it without any courtesy. He got up and went to the playback equipment nearby to put the tape in and press the play button. This was a set he imported from Toyo Sony Corporation (Sony).

With professional listening equipment, any subtle flaws may be magnified several times.

The cheerful and bright prelude just started, and Wang Xin couldn't help but frown a little. He could obviously hear that there were some flaws in the sound quality and timbre, and some details were not handled well enough. However, Wang Xin didn't say anything and continued to sit back and listen patiently.

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"The God of Wealth has arrived, the God of Wealth has arrived

Good intentions are rewarded well,

The myth of wealth, the myth of wealth

Money follows the right path...."

Halfway through the song, Wang Xin's eyes suddenly lit up. From the melody to the lyrics, it was so witty and catchy!

This is definitely a high-quality piece of music. Wang Xin commented secretly in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face and continued to listen patiently.

"The spring breeze blows the mountains full of flowers for you

The autumn moon flies thousands of miles with you in the sky

Let the bright summer night seep into the sweet dreams

The frost doesn’t come in winter…”

After Wang Xin heard the first chorus of the second song, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. The lyrics and melody of this song were definitely a masterpiece. Wang Xin glanced at the person opposite without revealing any traces.

Lu Dongjie, I don’t know what he has in mind.

Lu Dongjie also noticed Wang Xin's little move, but just smiled and said nothing. I'd be surprised if you weren't shocked. This classic song by Huihuang Ersheng has been covered by countless singers every year since it came out. Even in his forties,

A few years later, in Guangdong, Hong Kong and Macao, it will be a must-play song in the streets and alleys during the New Year every year.

For the third song, a rock music with a very heavy prelude sounded, and Wang Xin frowned again. Is this the style of a New Year's song? Wang Xin had doubts in his heart.

"Applause

Let's sing and sing happily tonight. Please applaud.

applause

Please enjoy singing and singing happily tonight..."

It wasn't until the lyrics were sung that he slowly leaned back on the chair, tapping his fingers gently on the table in time with the rhythm of the song. At this time, he didn't know that he had changed from a listener to a listener.

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After listening to the six songs of this album in one go, Wang Xin felt a little numb with shock. He looked at Lu Dongjie opposite, who still looked calm, and couldn't help but think of a word in his mind, life is scary.

However, appreciation is appreciation and business is business. The two cannot be confused.

Businessmen are only interested in profit and should avoid being emotional.

"Lu Sheng, to be honest, the quality of the songs in your little album is very good. Although two of them are covers, they have also been carefully adapted, especially the Chinese song at the end. It seems that you are not seeking small profits.

You have a big plan." Wang Xin looked at Lu Dongjie and said with a smile. At this time, he had put away his unnecessary emotions and resumed his appearance as a shrewd businessman.

"Sheng Wang, to be honest, I couldn't help it. I couldn't think of a new song even if I wanted to, so I just borrowed two songs and adapted them, just to make up for the title." Lu Dongjie pretended to be exhausted.

, waving his hands and smiling bitterly.

He has no shortage of New Year songs, he has a lot of them in his mind, but what he lacks is time. This little album was also released in a hurry. How could he not know how many flaws there are in it.

But there is no way. Now we have to solve the problem of whether it is there or not, not whether it is good or not. What's more, even if you produce a work with perfect sound quality, you can expect that a recorder + audio tape used by ordinary citizens at home can identify it.

Whether the sound quality is good or bad is obviously unscientific.
Chapter completed!