In the office, An Ran was filled with emotions.

After more than half an hour, Huang Ling opened the door and walked in.

An Ran smiled and said: "Mr. Huang, how does it feel on the first day of taking office?"

Huang Ling was not pretentious and smiled: "Very good!"

"Fortunately, with the support of your great name An Ran, not many people left the production department, but the artist department was a bit miserable. Most of those who were already popular, and some who looked more promising, were taken away by Hanhai!

”

An Ran knocked on the table, "This is not a problem. The production department is the foundation. Just these people are here. As for the artist department, let me see the list!"

Huang Ling had already compiled the list and handed it over to An Ran.

The top section is for artists who have left. About 20 artists have left, and they are basically first-, second- and third-tier stars.

As for the rest, some have released several songs in a row but cannot be praised, and are still struggling.

Or they have been designated as trainees with no potential.

There are many people in this area, especially trainees.

An Ran glanced at the list, took out a pen, silently recited a few names, and then marked them all with eight crosses.

Then he handed the list to Huang Ling and said, "Those who have been slapped with eight points will be fired!"

Huang Ling nodded.

She doesn't ask why, this is Enron's company, she just needs to do it.

These people all left Chuangyi and are still at Starlight. No matter what the reason is, An Ran will not be soft-hearted.

Since he was able to do it in the first place, don’t blame An Ran for being ruthless.

It's normal for you to do the first grade of junior high school and for me to do the fifteenth grade.

Huang Ling looked at the list, and she had crossed out a dozen names, and she knew it in her heart.

She stood up and said: "By the way, a teacher will come to give lectures to the people in the production department in the afternoon. Do you want to go and listen?"

"Oh?"

An Ran wondered: "People from the production department still have teachers to give lectures?"

Huang Ling nodded and said: "He is a foreign teacher. It is said that he is very accomplished in music. Today... it should be a symphony! The person invited seems to be the famous musician Mr. Morris..."

Although producers all write pop music, they must also understand other music.

Especially the symphony, which is known as the pearl of music.

It is one of the courses that everyone must learn.

An Ran was quite curious, "Okay, I'll go take a look when I have time this afternoon."

After Huang Ling left the office, An Ran took a look at Starlight Entertainment's report.

Generally speaking, there is actually nothing to dig into in Starlight Entertainment now. Artists with potential are taken away by the vast sea, and the rest are just small fish and kittens.

Fortunately, because of his lofty status in the minds of producers, the production department had nothing to do and was saved.

As for channels and resources, naturally we will go to Chuangyi in the future.

The current situation is that Hanhai feels that it has taken advantage of it, got many good artists, and then left the mess to Enron.

And Enron actually took advantage of a building that is destined to appreciate in value in a few years.

There are many outstanding creators.

As for celebrities, he really doesn't care too much. As long as he wants, he can make celebrities as a trainee at will.

But he is different from Hanhai. He needs high-quality artists, just to make them famous.

Instead of casting the net over a large area.

Because he is more confident than anyone else and can make anyone he wants popular.

Other companies can only say...try their best...

After looking at the report, it was noon.

Huang Ling and I went to the company restaurant for dinner. We came back in the afternoon and rested for a while before strolling to the production department.

At this point, the course has begun.

The entire production department went to the small conference room to study, leaving only two or three people busy with what they were doing.

Someone saw An Ran coming in and stood up quickly, "Teacher An!"

An Ran waved her hand, "It's your business, I'll just take a look!"

The man stopped and continued busy with what he was doing.

An Ran came to the door of the small classroom. The door was slightly open, and nearly twenty producers were sitting inside.

There is a man with brown hair on the podium, a shoebrush-like beard on his lips, and a pair of glasses. He is about forty years old.

Standing on the podium, he lectured in unmarked Xiazhou dialect.

This is Morris!

Morris is a famous musician, conductor, and symphony music expert.

He has conducted many large-scale concerts and is well-known in Xizhou and even the entire Blue Star.

Morris knocked on the table, "Do you remember what I just said?"

"Remember!"

Producers answer collectively.

Unexpectedly, Morris suddenly said: "Actually, I suggest that you don't need to learn symphony, because you don't understand what a symphony is at all..."

A group of producers were all stunned.

Morris' expression remained unchanged, "I don't mean to look down on you, but Xiazhou is a symphony desert, and there has never been an influential symphony work. At the same time, I think that the musical pearl symphony has little potential for development in Xiazhou...

For you, this kind of thing seems difficult to understand."

Although his words were polite, his condescending and dismissive feeling made everyone feel ashamed and angry.

"Gentlemen!" Morris simply closed his notebook, "The connotation of symphonic music is beyond your imagination. It is dramatic, epic, tragic, etc., etc., which are all beyond your understanding. You are just a group of writers.

People who sing pop songs don’t need to know so much!”

The producers below all have angry expressions on their faces, this guy just looks down on people.

"Especially because your pop music is not that good!" Morris adjusted his glasses and said: "If your company hadn't paid a huge price, I really don't want to waste this time!"

The younger ones among the producers almost all turned red, while the faces of the older ones also darkened, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Gentlemen, you don't have to look at me like this. I'm from Xizhou and I've always been so direct when I speak!" Morris shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let me give you an advice. Think about this first, because

Due to cultural issues, the works of you Xiazhou people are destined not to be on the international stage, so why do you bother so much?"

What a bully, you idiot.

Someone slapped the table and stood up.

Just as he was about to scold Morris loudly, he heard a voice coming from the door: "Mr. Morris, what are you farting on?"

This sentence is quite rude.

Everyone in the classroom was stunned.

With Morris's arrogant character and status in the music industry, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand this anger.

But when everyone saw that it was Enron, they felt that it should be like this.

Everyone knows An Ran's character very well, and he is definitely a person who does not rub dirt in his eyes.

No matter who you are or what your status is, as long as you don’t listen to what you say, he will never save face for you.
Chapter completed!