Chapter 1229: Born Singer (Part 9)
Sheng Yan took her to a food stall. The environment wasn’t great, but it wasn’t too bad either.
After finishing the meal and getting home, it was already past eleven. Chuzheng prepared the contract before going to bed.
She thought Sheng Yan would contact her soon, but a week passed with no sign from him.
Chuzheng went to the address the Bastard gave, looking for Sheng Yan’s place.
She climbed the worn-out stairs, and the walls were messily covered in children’s graffiti and various small ads.
Before Chuzheng reached the top, she heard voices from the stairway.
"Xiao Yan, I’m really sorry. My wife is about to give birth, and I need money. I really don’t have time to play with you anymore."
"It’s, it’s okay..." A young voice said dejectedly, "I’ll visit her after the baby is born."
"Ai." The voice sighed, "Xiao Yan, don’t tire yourself out. We just have to accept reality."
Sheng Yan said something inaudible, and the person upstairs began to descend, prompting Chuzheng to step aside.
Once that person left, Chuzheng stood at the stairs looking up.
She vaguely saw someone sitting on the stairs, seemingly making a phone call.
"Jiang Xiao... Is it serious? I... Okay, I understand... Alright, I won’t disturb you."
Sheng Yan hung up the phone, staring blankly at it for a while before getting up to leave.
Chuzheng didn’t go up; she silently descended the stairs.
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Chuzheng went back and checked the status of Sheng Yan’s band. The band only had two members, bassist Mu Sheng, and drummer Qu Jiangxiao.
Mu Sheng was already married, and his wife was about to give birth.
Qu Jiangxiao had a seriously ill sister who stayed in the hospital daily, burning through money quickly.
They couldn’t afford to play music with Sheng Yan anymore.
Because they urgently needed money.
Sometimes, ideals are crushed by reality.
Chuzheng had just parked under Mu Sheng’s building when she saw someone burst out holding a girl.
"What’s wrong with Mu Sheng?"
Someone passing by saw this and asked.
"My wife’s water broke." Mu Sheng said as he ran outside with her in his arms.
Neighbors might have followed, catching up, "I’ll get the car, wait at the intersection."
Mu Sheng nodded and ran toward the intersection. Chuzheng drove over and stopped in front of him, opening the car door: "Get in."
Mu Sheng glanced at her, then at the person he was holding, and got into the car with a clenched jaw.
After his wife safely delivered the baby and was moved to a ward, Mu Sheng finally had the time to thank Chuzheng.
[Congratulations on receiving a Thank-You Card.]
Chuzheng, with ulterior motives: "..." That works too!
"I have something to discuss with you."
Mu Sheng: "??"
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Coincidentally, Qu Jiangxiao’s sister was also hospitalized here. Chuzheng didn’t need to make another trip, heading directly to her room.
She took a look from outside. Only Qu Jiangxiao’s sister was in there; Qu Jiangxiao was absent.
Qu Jiangxiao was busy making money, so it was normal for him not to be there at this time.
Chuzheng inquired about Qu Jiangxiao’s sister’s condition from the doctor. It was indeed serious, but as long as there was money, everything could be resolved.
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[Congratulations on receiving a Thank-You Card.]
Chuzheng tilted her head, wondering where the Thank-You Card fell from while she was sitting at home...
After a while, Chuzheng realized it probably came from Qu Jiangxiao.
Sheng Yan contacted her three days later, immediately apologizing.
"Still signing?"
There was a long silence on the other end: "...Yes."
He couldn’t just give up like that.
Even if they didn’t join, he had to keep going.
Whether for himself or for them.
"Then come to this place." Chuzheng sent Sheng Yan an address.
Sheng Yan arrived at the place Chuzheng indicated, where she was waiting downstairs.
Sheng Yan jogged over, "How long have you been waiting?"
"Just got here. Let’s go up." Chuzheng showed no expression, and Sheng Yan wanted to say more but didn’t dare and could only follow her silently upstairs.
This was the studio Chuzheng bought earlier, the whole floor belonged to the studio.
"This place is huge..."
Sheng Yan’s eyes sparkled as he looked around, touching everything.
Seeing there was a separate recording studio, Sheng Yan’s eyes shone even brighter, as if he was dreaming...
"Is this all part of the studio?"
"Yes." Chuzheng casually followed him, "Do you like it?"
"I love it. Am I dreaming?"
"Pinch yourself, then you’ll know."
Sheng Yan really pinched himself, the pain telling him this wasn’t a dream; it was all real.
After he finished being happy, Chuzheng took him to a room, "Push open and see."
Sheng Yan gave her a confused look, and Chuzheng gestured for him to open the door.
Sheng Yan gripped the door handle with both hands and pushed in.
Boom——
Confetti fell everywhere, blurring Sheng Yan’s vision, accompanied by familiar voices erupting in his ears.
He saw the people standing inside the room and was momentarily stunned.
As the confetti settled, the room returned to silence.
Mu Sheng waved a hand in front of Sheng Yan, "Xiao Yan, what’s wrong?"
Sheng Yan snapped back, "You guys... why are you here?"
Qu Jiangxiao said, "Not happy to see us?"
Of course, Sheng Yan was happy, but hadn’t they all rejected him before?
"Check the contract, and if there are no problems, you can sign it." When Chuzheng came in with the contract, the three had already finished chatting.
Sheng Yan looked at Chuzheng, "Thank you for convincing them."
Chuzheng: "..."
Heh.
I paid them!
And what good is your thanks to me!
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Chuzheng asked them to sign the contract; Sheng Yan didn’t even look before signing it directly.
"Don’t you want to check the contract contents?" Aren’t you afraid I’d dig a pit and bury you!
Sheng Yan smiled at her and signed his name with the pen.
Chuzheng: "..."
Naive and honest ones are so easy to trick.
Chuzheng somewhat regretted not adding a clause to the contract.
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Sheng Yan and the others went out and partied all night. When they came in the next day, they found the previously empty studio filled with many people overnight.
Chuzheng directed Sheng Yan and the others to the meeting room.
"Good morning, boss."
"Good morning, boss."
Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao greeted fluently, while Sheng Yan hesitated, not calling her boss, just softly saying good morning.
Chuzheng motioned for them to sit: "What’s your group’s name?"
Mu Sheng said, "Fireworks."
"Fireworks?"
Sheng Yan corrected, "Firework."
"Boss, are you going to change our name?" Qu Jiangxiao glanced at Sheng Yan, slightly worried.
This name was decided when they formed the group and had never changed.
Though it’s been played around with for so long without gaining fame, it’s been a testament to them all along.
"Am I that idle?" Chuzheng opened the file in front of her, "Starting today, you will begin classes. I’ll hire professional teachers for you."
"Also, organize your previously original songs and give them to Lisa."
"I hope you can settle your family affairs during this period. If there are any scandals, it’s best to clear them up quickly. If it’s difficult, you can let Lisa handle it."