Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh after hearing Deng Lijun's words: "You still miss me for the night? Aren't you afraid that when we come together tomorrow morning, the newspapers on the street will be full of scandals about you?"

"That's just right. My popularity has dropped a bit recently. If a scandal comes out, maybe I can become famous again."

"..."

Just kidding with Deng Lijun, Wang Lin has never won.

Wang Lin drove Deng Lijun to her home.

It was so late, so of course there were no flowers to buy.

Wang Lin agreed to her wish, but he could only wait until later to realize it.

The feat of knocking on someone else's shop door in the middle of the night to buy flowers is not realistic for Wang Lin.

"You sit down for a while, I'll take a shower." Deng Lijun said softly.

"I'm going home!" Wang Lin said.

"No! I have something to discuss with you."

"What's up?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? I've already made an agreement with your family Wenxiu. Just relax, she won't rush you."

Wang Lin couldn't say anything else, so he had to sit down.

The servant has gone to bed long ago.

Deng Lijun turned on the TV at home and thrust the remote control into Wang Lin's hand: "Watch TV for a while."

Wang Lin came and made peace with him: "Okay."

Deng Lijun entered the bedroom.

After a while, she put on slippers, a bathrobe, her hair tied with a towel, walked out, and entered the shower room on the other side.

Wang Lin's eyes followed her beautiful figure.

Her small and exquisite feet walked lightly on the floor, white and delicate, like a light and fluttering cloud.

Wang Lin was lying on the sofa. It was too comfortable and his expression was very relaxed. It was already very late. As he lay down, he gradually felt like sleeping.

There weren't any good programs on the TV, so he changed a few channels, put the remote control aside, and slowly closed his eyes.

Deng Lijun came out of the shower and saw Wang Lin lying on the bed, actually asleep.

She pursed her lips and chuckled. She turned off the TV first, then walked to him and shouted softly: "Wang Lin? Wang Lin?"

Wang Lin just fell asleep, how can he wake up?

Deng Lijun is a playful person. She stretched out her hand and pinched Wang Lin's nose gently.

Wang Lin couldn't breathe smoothly and woke up naturally.

He subconsciously waved his hand and brought it to Deng Lijun's nightgown.

The front strap of the nightgown was already loose, but now it was completely loose.

Infinite beautiful scenery suddenly flooded into Wang Lin's eyes.

Wang Lin was completely sleepless and stared at her.

Deng Lijun was still unconscious, and said with a sweet smile: "Are you asleep? Come, sleep on my bed."

Wang Lin awkwardly pointed to her nightgown.

Deng Lijun looked down and smiled generously: "Does it look good?"

When Wang Lin saw that she was so down-to-earth and generous, she seemed to be too petty, like someone who had never seen the world, so he said: "It's so beautiful."

"Then I won't accept it." Deng Lijun straightened up her impressive figure and sat down next to him, "You are also a father's man. Do you still blush when you see a woman? This is not normal."

Wang Lin chuckled: "Then what should I do to be normal?"

Deng Lijun said: "You can compliment me on how beautiful I am. Or be more direct and hug me..."

Wang Lin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a majestic aura rushed straight from his dantian to his forehead.

Deng Lijun chuckled and said, "What's wrong? Are you shy?"

Wang Lin said: "Sister Deng, don't tease me anymore, it's easy to get into trouble. You haven't told me yet, what's the matter with you?"

Deng Lijun said: "Is your Little Bailing Performing Arts Company doing well now?"

Wang Lindao: "It's not bad. We hold a youth singing competition every year, sign several award-winning artists, and the music albums they produce are also very popular."

"Well, I have something to tell you. There is a record company in Xiangjiang. The owner is in debt and needs to be transferred. The price is very cheap. Do you want to buy it?"

"Which company? Are there any famous artists under it?"

"It's just a record company. As for artists, there are only a dozen, and they're not very famous."

"Forget it, I don't want to acquire it." Wang Lin said, "I'd better run a record company in the mainland. I can't just enter an unfamiliar industry. The consequences of blind expansion will only bring down the company."

He looked at Deng Lijun with interest: "I am interested in you."

"Are you interested in me?" Deng Lijun smiled slightly and made a seductive gesture, "Then just don't go home tonight."

"Sister Deng, I mean, I'm interested in you joining my Xiaobailing company."

"You little Bailings are in China, I can't join you!" Deng Lijun shook her head gently.

Wang Lin said: "I can drive Little Bailing to Xiangjiang, or to Treasure Island."

Deng Lijun muttered: "Are you serious?"

Wang Lindao: "Our Xiaobailing company is short of a big-name artist with international influence. If you can join us, our company can open up the international market and improve its international reputation."

Deng Lijun said: "However, I am so old, and the production reduction is quite serious now. You will lose a lot by signing me."

"That's not what I said. In the Chinese-speaking world, your singing voice and reputation are both first-class. Besides you, who else has such great influence as you?"

"Wang Lin, I've been semi-retired recently. Look, I haven't had any concerts recently. Alas, I'm not that old either. Look at Xu Xiaofeng, she is so much older than me. She goes on tour every year. How many tours do she have every year? Ten games! But I can’t compare to her.”

Wang Lindao: "Sister Deng, you have been too overdrawn during this period. You are only in your thirties, which is the best age for a woman and the most creative age for a singer. You just need to take good care of yourself and keep your body healthy." Well, there will definitely be a glorious era for you in the future."

Deng Lijun put her chin on her hand and looked at Wang Lin sideways: "Really? Do you really have that much confidence in me?"

Wang Lindao: "A singer can still sing and hold concerts even when he is seventy years old. In this way, you have only gone half the way, and you still have decades to sing."

Deng Lijun smiled elegantly and said: "What you say always makes me feel very comfortable. Let alone singing for more than thirty years, as long as I sing for another fifteen years, I will have no regrets in my life after I sing until I am fifty." After turning fifty, I will be old and no longer beautiful, so I won’t go on stage to show my shame. By then, no one will probably like to hear me sing, right?"

Wang Lin smiled and said: "How is that possible? There will still be many people who like to listen to your singing."

"Okay, please stop comforting me." Deng Lijun said, "I feel like no one likes me now. When I came on stage today, the people below to welcome me were not loud."

Singers are actually very sensitive to the cheers and applause from below.

Deng Lijun, who is used to being surrounded by stars, is now only semi-retired, but she already feels that her popularity has declined.

Wang Lin said seriously: "So, Sister Deng, you can change your company to cooperate, and maybe you can have different development. You have seen the strength of our Xiao Bailing. Sister Lin has achieved great success in our company."

Big development. When she first joined us, she had not set foot in the music scene, but now? She is considered a moderately successful singer in the Chinese music scene at home and abroad."

"She is more famous than me." Deng Lijun said, "I read the entertainment section these days and found several pieces of news about her. Her albums and tapes ranked number one in total sales!"

"This is due to the huge domestic population base." Wang Lin said, "We have a population of more than one billion in the country. If only one-tenth of the people like Sister Lin, the sales of tapes will be huge. It is more than 100 million. This number,

How can it be compared to Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan?"

Deng Lijun sighed slightly: "I think back when she came to Xiangjiang to find me, I taught her how to get into the industry and how to sing. Now it's better, her reputation has surpassed mine. Isn't this what I mean after teaching my apprentice?

Master is dead?"

Wang Lin laughed and said: "Sister Deng is joking. No one can shake your position. But, I tell the truth, instead of going to Japan to open up the market, you might as well go to the domestic market. How many people does Dongyang have?"

How many people do we have in our country? This is incomparable. The most populous people in our country

In recent years, the economy has made great progress, and the entertainment industry will see explosive growth in the future. I can tell you this, as long as you develop in China, you will gain hundreds of millions of fans! Everyone contributes to you every year

For ten yuan, you can make a billion a year!"

Deng Lijun covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Really or not? It's been so long since I debuted, and I still haven't made one billion yuan! I don't care, how about we sign a contract."

Wang Lindao: "I just want to sign a contract with you."

Deng Lijun said: "I am not signing a contract with your company. I am signing a contract with you."

Wang Lindao: "It's okay. My company is mine, you can sign a contract with me."

Deng Lijun said: "I sold myself to you, and you can do whatever you want with me! Just give me one billion a year! I don't care how many billions you can sell me for, anyway, I only want your ten

100 million, the harvest will be guaranteed despite drought and floods!"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "You really can talk about business!"

"Hey, didn't you say that? As long as you have me, you can easily earn one billion."

"I was just making a metaphor!"

"What's wrong? Once I dig deeper, you don't dare to sign the contract? I know I'm not worth one billion! Otherwise, I don't want you to give me one billion every year. Just give me the total

One billion! I’ll sell it all to you for the rest of my life.”
To be continued...