The weather in Harbor City was very good today. The sun shuttled between the high-rise buildings and shed a warm light on this international metropolis.
In front of a Western-style small white building, Hu Songnan was watering the flowers in the yard.
This was his son's home. The villa looked small and not luxurious enough. It even had a sense of age. But don't underestimate it. People who can live in a villa in Harbor City where every inch of land is expensive are definitely not ordinary local tycoons!
Hu Songnan came to his son's home and lived there for almost a week, but he didn't go out to "see the world". It was mainly because he liked to be quiet and didn't like to be noisy. Playing the piano and taking care of the flowers were the only things he could do!
His grandson and granddaughter were very well-behaved, but after all, young people also had their own life. Of course, he didn't have much company!
"Dad, let's go!" A middle-aged man who was nearly 50 years old but well-maintained came out and said respectfully.
This was the eldest son of the old man, Hu Yongxiang, the boss of Tianxiang Records, which ranked fourth among the record companies in Harbor City. Although his status was high, he still showed respect in front of his father.
"What do you think an old man like me can give you advice?" Hu Songnan sat in his son's car and said, "I'm not in pop music. I'm afraid I can't play with you young people's things!"
Hu Yongxiang personally drove for his father. He smiled slightly: "Dad, you have been a teacher for so many years. You have rich experience. You can help me train these musicians in the company! I can't think of anyone more suitable than you for the position of chief music director! "
In fact, he was also talking nonsense.
There were music directors in the record company, but he had never heard of the position of chief music director! It was just set up by Hu Yongxiang for his father. He wanted his father, who was still healthy, to move around more. Otherwise, if he stayed at home all the time, his body would get sick.
When they arrived at the company, Hu Songnan didn't make any comments. He kept a kind smile, greeted the people coming and going, and had a gentle conversation with the company executives called by his son.
"Grandpa Hu, you actually know how to speak Cantonese?" Hu Yongxiang's secretary, Ye Xiaofeng, was a young girl. She was the daughter of one of the company's shareholders. She was sent here for training. Her personality was relatively straightforward, and she asked without thinking. (For the convenience of everyone's understanding, the following Cantonese dialogue is automatically adjusted to Mandarin.)
"Yes, when I was young, I also studied in Hong Kong." Hu Songnan didn't mind. He nodded and responded with a smile.
"Xiao Feng, although he's from the mainland, don't underestimate him!" Hu Yongxiang was a little dissatisfied. He had always thought that the old man was his lifelong idol, so he tried his best to show off like a child. "When he was young, he traveled to Hong Kong, the German Confederation, WYN in Austria, and many other places to study and teach. Before my father was 55 years old, he was invited to perform at WYNJSDT almost every one or two years …"
Although Hu Yongxiang's musical talent was not high and his attainments were limited, looking at his excited expression, one could tell how deep the old man's influence on him was!
"So powerful?" Ye Xiaofeng's eyes seemed to be blooming with little stars.
"No, no, these are all empty words. Now that I want to communicate with you young people, I have to talk about pop music. I still have to ask you for advice on this!" Hu Songnan laughed and said humbly.
After talking for a while, Hu Yongxiang asked the secretary to accompany his father. He was the boss of a big company, and there were a lot of things for him to deal with.
Ye Xiaofeng didn't know how to arrange it, so she took the old man to walk around, introducing the various departments of the company and various interesting places, like a tourist.
"… This is our recording studio. The fifth and sixth floors are all recording studios. There are a total of eight rooms. Sometimes they are rented out. Of course, most of the time, they are used by the singers of our company."
Although Ye Xiaofeng was not very proficient in the business, she was still a very smart person. She saw Hu Songnan's rare interested expression, so she slowed down her pace.
"Grandpa Hu, how about I check which recording studio is empty and you try it?" Ye Xiaofeng took out her mobile phone and said with a smile.
Hu Songnan was indeed interested. He nodded and said, "Then you ask, but don't ask which one is empty. If it's not disturbing, I want to watch."
"Hehe, how can it be disturbing? Your guidance is their blessing! "Ye Xiaofeng said sweetly.
She found it quickly. It was the recording studio used by the company's top male singer, Chen Yijie. There was no problem at all. The boss's father wanted to watch, who dared to say no?
Of course, Chen Yijie was also a humble person. He even put down the work at hand and introduced his current situation to Hu Songnan, "… Recently, I have been preparing for this year's new album. In our industry, it's called collecting songs!"
Chen Yijie was the most popular male singer under Tianxiang, and he had the ability to write his own songs. At his peak, he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the four singing kings of Harbor City.
However, singer-songwriters also had an awkward situation. Their status would fluctuate! His songs in the past few years were not as popular as before, and gradually fell behind! This also caused Tianxiang's ranking to slip from the original third to the fourth place.
Therefore, Chen Yijie wanted to release a new album this year, and the company decided to help him collect songs. They couldn't release such a completely personal album.
"The songs that I wrote and the company collected are basically enough to release an album! But I still lack a title song! "Chen Yijie smiled bitterly," You see, I'm about to fall asleep here, and I don't have a clue at all. "
"Eason, you're asking too much of yourself!" Ye Xiaofeng had a strong background, so she didn't mind and interrupted, "Even Sister Ge Zi said that it's hard to satisfy!"
Chen Yijie shrugged helplessly.
"It's good to be strict with yourself!" Hu Songnan smiled slightly, "Without painstaking effort, how can it be as joyful as the fans when listening to songs? Young man, you should listen to more classical music when you're free. Those masterpieces were made by masters who spent half of their lives or even their whole lives! "
"You're right, but the society now is very fickle. If you don't release an album in a year, I'm afraid that others will catch up with you, and you will have no chance to make a comeback." Chen Yijie sighed.
After all, Hu Songnan was old, and he felt tired after standing for a while. He sat down on the sofa and smiled, "Originally, I just wanted to see how you youngsters record songs. You don't have to accompany me, it's too much of a hindrance to your work. I'll just quietly listen and watch with Xiaofeng."
Chen Yijie didn't put on an act and quickly immersed himself in his work. He really treated Hu Songnan and Ye Xiaofeng as invisible people.
Chen Yijie's work was actually very boring. He repeatedly played the music score that he had previously written, carefully considering the structure of the lyrics. From time to time, he would stop to sketch on the paper, and from time to time, he would cross out what he had just written and redo it!
Hu Songnan could still accept it because he was familiar with this situation. However, Ye Xiaofeng felt that it was boring.
"So boring! Grandpa Hu, I'll bring you somewhere else to play! "Ye Xiaofeng fidgeted after staying for less than fifteen minutes.
Hu Songnan waved his hand, indicating that Ye Xiaofeng shouldn't disturb Chen Yijie. He was very focused on listening to Chen Yijie's humming.
Alright, Ye Xiaofeng helplessly covered her face.
Not long after, she became even more restless.
It was very boring!
If she had this time, she might as well sneak out and discuss with the receptionist on the first floor how to get a new one.
This idea, like a weed, grew in Ye Xiaofeng's heart and was very difficult to control. Within a few minutes, her eyes darted around as she thought of sneaking away!
But suddenly, Hu Songnan stood up.
"En? Are you leaving? "Ye Xiaofeng was ecstatic and also stood up.
However, Hu Songnan went straight to Chen Yijie. He patted Chen Yijie's shoulder and said with a smile, "Your voice is very recognizable. It's a sad and restrained magnetic voice!"
"Coincidentally, a few days ago, I heard a song that suits you very well. Do you want to give it a try …"
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