Chapter 830: The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (76)
The Dark and Lonely Boy and His Red and White Rose? (Seventy-six)
"...I still can't believe you actually did it on your own."
Wu Ge said this in a new office that had just been rented.
There is a simple sign hanging outside the office with the five big characters "Yuening Studio" written in simple and crude words.
Next to it was a red and blue flower basket with two simple words written on it to celebrate the establishment of the studio. This was bought by Wu Ge himself.
Lance handed him a pack of cigarettes but didn't let him smoke them here.
Wu Ge was not angry. He had been with Lance and Song Ning for so long that he knew that both of them didn't like the smell of smoke. What's more, their studio had just opened today.
Song Ning wasn't around at the moment, and Lance had no intention of hiding it.
"I thought you would have guessed it long ago?"
Wu Ge glanced at him and said, "How could I guess that? When you left the group and came to the company, your early development was not going well. I thought you didn't have the money to pay the penalty."
Who would have thought that Lance was not only rich, but also opened his own studio after paying the penalty, and even signed his first artist, Song Ning.
This matter was done in a swift and decisive manner. Together with the previous work of writing the song for Song Ning to sing, it only took one month in total. Wu Ge never dared to dream that so many things could happen in such a short period of one month.
What made him even more confused was where did Lance get the courage and money?
"It's a secret."
Lance smiled and didn't explain.
Wu Ge felt even more uncomfortable as he was kept in suspense.
He asked sincerely, "How about I give you money and you tell me? I feel like if I don't know the answer, I will remember this for the rest of my life."
Lance said casually, "I don't need that little money."
Angkor:?
You have really changed.
No matter how conflicted Wu Ge was, Lance had no intention of telling him too much, but Lance did propose to Wu Ge that he wanted to recruit him to the studio.
He had mentioned this before, and Angkor was also very interested.
But in the end Wu Ge still refused. He held the cigarette in his hand and had a hard time making a decision.
"No, my contract with the company is about to expire, and I'm thinking I won't be a manager anymore."
Lance was really surprised. "You don't want to be an agent anymore?"
He had never thought about this, "Why?"
Angkor himself sighed and spoke with true feelings.
"I actually started out as an assistant and worked my way up to being a manager. I thought I was doing pretty well, right? But now I really feel like I'm not really suited to being a manager."
He really reflected on it seriously, and he even felt that Song Ning was more suitable to be an agent than him.
Oh, and now there's one more Lance.
Lance didn't respond.
Wu Ge's personality is indeed not very suitable, but there are too many unsatisfactory agents in the circle.
He didn't say anything, but Wu Ge knew what Lance was thinking.
"In fact, being an agent is not easy. You have to plan and worry about the artists you manage all day long. If you are lucky and the artists you manage become famous, you can at least make a lot of money, but if you are unlucky, you won't make much money, and there are still many things to do. I am old now and don't want to run around all day without a stable job. My family is urging me to get married and have children as soon as possible."
Lance was silent for a second. "I remember you didn't seem to have a partner yet?"
Wu Ge spread his hands, "So this is the problem."
His family is extremely worried, but if he continues to be an agent, how can he fall in love and have children?
Next life.
The two chatted for a while, and in the end Angkor looked a little melancholy but also relieved.
"It's actually quite good for you and Song Ning to be like this. As long as he is a person who remembers the favor, you won't lose anything if you bring him out."
He didn't know what Lance was thinking, but just seeing that Lance was able to discover Song Ning's talent and spent so much effort to set up a personal studio to sign Song Ning, Wu Ge felt that Lance had the courage to succeed in everything he did.
"Angkor is gone?"
Song Ning hurried over, his combed hair was slightly sweaty, and he was holding a big bouquet of flowers in his hand.
Lance reached out and took the flowers, "For me?"
Song Ning nodded subconsciously, and a smile immediately appeared in Lance's blue eyes.
"It's beautiful. I like it very much. Thank you."
No, he bought the flowers because of the opening of his studio.
"Wu Ge said he had to go back and think about whether he should continue to be a manager, so he left first. I booked a restaurant. Let's have dinner together tonight to celebrate?"
Song Ning was led astray, "Just the two of us? Isn't that a waste?"
Lance held the flowers in one hand and pushed him out the door.
"It would be a waste if you don't eat it. I've already ordered it."
Song Ning didn't think too much about it. He followed them downstairs and got into the car before he reacted.
"Wu Ge is going to quit being a manager? Why?"
Lance carefully placed the flowers in the back seat and even fastened their seat belts.
Song Ning looked at his action, reached out and grabbed his combed bangs, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to use his bangs to hide his expression, but his ears couldn't help but feel a little hot.
It's just a bouquet of flowers, why does Brother Lans take it so seriously?
"Wu Ge's meaning is that he feels that being a manager is not suitable for starting a family. He is now considering settling down at this age, getting married and having children to give his parents an explanation."
Lance got back in the car, fastening his seatbelt as he spoke.
Song Ning blinked slowly, "Get married and have children."
He didn't expect this to be the reason, but it seemed understandable.
But for some reason, after hearing this reason, he felt a depressed feeling in his heart.
Song Ning glanced at Lance sitting in the driver's seat, and the feeling in his heart deepened.
"...I see. If that's the reason, then I can understand it."
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became silent.
Lance was concentrating on driving, and Song Ning turned his head to look out the window, also very quiet.
After a while, Lance said "hmm" and turned to look at Song Ning in confusion.
"What did you say?"
He seemed to hear Song Ning talking just now?
The person sitting in the passenger seat looked much sunnier than his previous gloomy appearance, but his expression was still gloomy.
He frowned slightly and tried hard not to let Lance see his inner emotions.
"No, I mean, isn't Wu planning to get married and have kids? What about you? Do you also want to settle down and open your own studio?"
The relaxed expression on Lance's face suddenly disappeared. He turned his head and looked at Song Ning in surprise, with a hint of disbelief on his face.
"Don't you understand what I'm thinking?"