Chapter 2192: Beginnings (First Update)

Chapter 2192: Chapter 2192: Beginnings (First Update)

Right now, He Shanyuan’s mood was insanely complicated.

What the hell is all this.

And he even opened a bottle of red wine he’d been saving for years.

He was practically in a "f**k my life" mood already.

Has Zhang Fan’s "reputation" gotten this big now?

He just put out one album and it blew up like this...

But the next second, He Shanyuan saw the missed call on his phone.

"Heh, he still has the nerve to call me."

Depressed as hell, He Shanyuan called Zhang Fan back.

"Look at the mess you’ve made! If I’d known, I never should’ve let you show your face." He Shanyuan said with a bitter smile.

"...So it’s my fault now?" Zhang Fan on his end felt even more depressed.

"Then what’d you call me for!" He Shanyuan pressed his fingers to his forehead, rubbing his temples, feeling extremely weighed down.

"Teacher He, who’d you sell the copyrights to? Is there any chance we can buy them back?" Zhang Fan asked.

Hearing that, the corner of He Shanyuan’s mouth twitched.

"No way? I’ll double the price. If that’s not enough, three, four times is fine too!" Zhang Fan ground his teeth as he spoke.

"No no no!" He Shanyuan hurriedly said.

Eight companies had already called asking for refunds; if he just wired the money back, he could literally reclaim the copyrights in minutes.

"Why do you want the copyrights back?" He Shanyuan asked.

"I’ll do it myself. I don’t believe my album can’t sell." Zhang Fan said.

???

He Shanyuan’s eyes went wide.

Zhang Fan wants to do it himself?

"Ahem, Xiao Fan, albums are a huge pain in the ass." He Shanyuan said.

Look, to release an album, first, you need a manufacturer who actually presses the discs!

Second, you need a promo company.

Third, you need people who know all the major platforms and carriers.

This isn’t opening a restaurant where you just hire a few chefs and you’re good to go.

"Teacher He, you really don’t need to worry. As long as the money’s in place, what can’t we get done?" Zhang Fan said carelessly.

"Fine, I’ll go pull the contracts back right now." He Shanyuan stood up in a rush.

"Oh yeah, buy those albums back too. They can’t sell them anyway." Zhang Fan said.

"OK! Wait for my update!" He Shanyuan said, then hurriedly rushed out the door.

In the car, Weng Shuang rested her chin in her hands, watching Zhang Fan grit his teeth, and started comforting him: "Do you really have to take it this seriously?"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "Of course I do. If I don’t clean up these sons of bitches properly, they’ll never know what kind of person I, Zhang Fan, am."

Weng Shuang and Mei Xiaoyun both froze, totally windblown.

Clean up these sons of bitches?

Hey hey hey, why are you going all-out against these people?

"Hehe! Zhang Fan, did you forget something?" Mei Xiaoyun stared at Zhang Fan.

"Forget what?" Zhang Fan frowned.

In a flash, Mei Xiaoyun’s face darkened.

As expected, this brat forgot.

"Shuang’er, look at your little man, turns around and forgets you just like that." Mei Xiaoyun started fanning the flames.

"Quit it! We haven’t even picked the company site yet, what are you in a rush for!" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

At the same time, Zhang Fan drove straight toward South Coral.

The company location thing had always been handled by Ouyang Feng.

These days he’d been busy with the academic competition and hadn’t asked.

He had no idea how things were going with that local-tycoon Ouyang.

The company site needs to be settled quickly now too.

Whether it’s Weng Shuang’s filming or his own music, you need a decent company on paper.

When Zhang Fan arrived at South Coral, Mei Xiaoyun was completely dumbstruck.

???

Isn’t this the Ouyang Family’s place?

Wait a sec, what’s with the bodyguards at the gate calling Zhang Fan "Young Master"?

At that moment, a massive tsunami crashed through the depths of Mei Xiaoyun’s heart.

From the whole Bai Xiaotian incident, she’d already thought Zhang Fan was pretty damn badass.

And now...

"Hahaha, Fanzi, are you trying to kill me with laughter? You didn’t sell a single album. You don’t know, that bastard Dong Yu laughed for a full half hour." Looking at Zhang Fan, Ouyang Feng was laughing so hard his eyes were tearing up.

"Next time I see him, I’m definitely gonna beat him up." Zhang Fan said darkly.

"I saw the news in the group. You really sure you’re gonna do music?" Ouyang Feng said, still grinning.

"Yeah, so, is the company site picked?" Zhang Fan asked.

Ouyang Feng nodded: "Let’s talk in the War Room!"

"Hello, Miss Weng Shuang." Seeing Weng Shuang in the car, Ouyang Feng greeted her too.

"Hi." Weng Shuang nodded and didn’t get out.

She had zero intention of getting involved in whatever these men were doing.

Anyway, whatever Zhang Fan does, she’ll quietly support him.

As for Mei Xiaoyun, she was already shaking like a leaf from fear.

Ouyang Feng, the successor of the Ouyang Family!

That kind of identity is way out of her league.

"Come on, let’s go check out our War Room!" Zhang Fan pulled Weng Shuang out of the car.

"Watch your wording, what do you mean ’our’? It’s mine, OK?" The corner of Ouyang Feng’s mouth twitched.

This guy is just shameless.

"What’re you following for? Go chill wherever no one can see you!" Zhang Fan sneered at the trailing Mei Xiaoyun.

Hmph, you even dared question whether I actually released that album.

Let me tell you, I’m the type who really holds grudges.

In a flash, tears were about to spill from Mei Xiaoyun’s eyes.

???

Zhang Fan was stunned!

Women nowadays all love to cry this much?

"Alright, alright, I’m kidding. You’re a grown woman, how’re you still bawling like that? People might think I did something terrible to you." Zhang Fan said quickly.

One of the things he’s most afraid of in this life is seeing women cry.

Plus, she’s his wife’s agent!

"You and that mouth of yours!" Weng Shuang gave Zhang Fan a huge eye-roll, then grabbed onto Mei Xiaoyun’s arm and said softly, "That’s just how he is. Let me tell you, don’t ever complain about him to his face—he really holds grudges."

"Pfft!" Mei Xiaoyun instantly broke into laughter through her tears.

Seriously, just now she genuinely had no idea what to do.

After all, right this second, standing next to Zhang Fan was the heir of the Ouyang Family.

That kind of status was crushing her so hard she could barely breathe.

And Zhang Fan just flipped on her—what was she supposed to do?

And now it turns out that bastard Zhang Fan was just trying to scare her!

Immediately, Mei Xiaoyun’s eyes locked onto Zhang Fan, glaring viciously.

Even she didn’t realize that the mountain-like suffocating pressure from before had completely vanished in an instant!

Very quickly, Mei Xiaoyun was stunned by the War Room that Ouyang Feng had spent a fortune building.

All that pure black-tech and those super flashy visuals—someone as ordinary as her stood no chance of handling it.

"We’ve got three locations!"

Ouyang Feng held a little blue laser pointer the size of his pinky and aimed it at the screen.

The ultra-wide screen lit up immediately.