In his spare time, Zhang Xiaohua turned on the computer and started browsing the web.Although the company was on track, Zhang Xiaohua wanted to accelerate the process.
He had the songs. but the singers were hard to find.
Although he had quite a lot of cla.s.sic songs in his head, he didn"t want just anyone to sing them.
Plus, there was the issue of what to do after he ran out of songs. By then, he hoped to have gathered teams of quality songwriters and already solidified their place in the industry so he could use the rest of his memories from Earth to move into tv shows, etc.
In Zhang Xiaohua"s view, if the songs in his mind were "good saddles", then they had to find "good horses" to match them. Otherwise, Zhang Xiaohua wasn"t confident of their success.
Some songs could only be perfected by certain artists, like Yang Kun and "Indifferent".
Because of this, Zhang Xiaohua often felt helpless!
It was too difficult to find new singers who were perfect in his mind. He had already made Xu Fengnian launch out scouts for singers and songwriters.
He had looked over the current stars, but unfortunately no one could enter his eyes.
Perhaps, in the eyes of others, many of this world"s popular stars were idol-level. But in Zhang Xiaohua"s view, those so-called popular singers or movie stars were comparable to garbage.
Zhang Xiaohua sighed helplessly, then stood up, went to the balcony and stared into the distance.
He was pondering, what could be done to bring together talents from this world?
Thinking about scouts and directors on earth and how they discovered artists, schools and talent shows were all that came to mind.
Many of the heavenly kings on earth came from music schools, film schools and the like.
Zhang Xiaohua thought of the issue and started to develop a plan.
Instead of blindly seeking, why not let those talents take the initiative to come to the door?
They could open up their own training program like those used in Korea to create K Pop stars.
In this way, a large number of potential singers could be cultivated. At least, it was better than needlessly looking for a needle in a haystack.
Thinking up to this point, Zhang Xiaohua felt a little excited and couldn"t wait.
He knew that this project was too big to be completed overnight. It must be taken slowly and treated with care. It would take time and a lot of money. The most important thing was raising the reputation of the company to a sufficient level.
Although HuaXiang Entertainment had established itself in the industry and had certain influence, the entire company had only three singers altogether.
As Zhang Xiaohua was contemplating to himself, his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was his mother calling, Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed.
In this world, Zhang Xiaohua only had his career, his mother and Liu Yan.
Quickly pressing the answer b.u.t.ton, Zhang Xiaohua said: "Hey mum, how are you?"
There was silence on the other line, all that could be heard was the sound of beeping from the heart rate monitor.
"Mum, where are you? What happened to you? Why aren"t you talking?" Zhang Xiaohua"s heart dropped.
A very weak voice came over the receiver: "Xiao... Xiao-Hua... You need to rush over... come to the People"s Hospital..."
"Mum!" Zhang Xiaohua"s heart rate began racing, he didn"t understand why his mother"s voice was so weak.
Grabbing a coat, he raced out of his office towards his car, he rushed past the employees in the building, all of whom who turned and stared at him racing out of the office towards the lift.
"What happened to the boss? Why is he running?"
"I don"t know, but he looks really worried."
"Did something happen? Is the company in trouble?"
The staff chattered and gossiped.
"Why are you all standing there gossiping? Get back to work, if you don"t get your tasks finished, watch how I deduct your bonuses." Shouted Xu Fengnian, dispersing the crowd.
Turning back, looking in the direction Zhang Xiaohua had just rushed out, Xu Fengian"s brows became furrowed.