Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1150 Family Crest
In the end, Nan Youqiong did not go out for entertainment and went to bed early. The next day, Nan Jiajun accompanied him to NM Entertainment.
He can only go to NM Entertainment this time. It is too early to inspect other industries. He has just taken over and needs a period of adjustment. He cannot make any move that shows distrust of Nan Jiajun.
When they arrived at NM Entertainment, Bai Guixia accompanied them to visit the office area first, introducing each department, and then went to the practice room.
Walking in the aisle of the practice room, Baek Kyu-ha introduced: "The company has a total of 10 practice rooms, three of which are used by girl groups that have debuted, and the remaining seven are used by trainees. The company currently has 172 trainees..."
Listening to Bai Guixia's introduction, Nan Youqiong looked into the practice room through the observation window on the door, and saw more than a dozen girls of different ages, roughly eleven or twelve to sixteen or seventeen years old, practicing dance. The dance style was charming but not coquettish, with the center point being the buttocks, and the dance moves revolved around this.
"Are all girl groups like this?"
Without waiting for Bai Guixia to answer, Nan Jiajun said: "In the future, this style will be the main focus. What they are practicing is called the three-show dance, which shows the buttocks, thighs, and face, which can give people a lot of room for imagination.
According to a research report sent by the Information and Policy Committee, the young population in East Asia in the future will be mainly composed of Plebs. Their desires for material things cannot be satisfied, and their longing for the perfect opposite sex cannot be satisfied either. They can only numb themselves through fantasies of the spiritual world.
In the future, the selection criteria for girl group members will no longer be based on voice quality, but will focus more on the modifiability of body shape and face, and will increase interaction and strengthen the concept of WuLi. "
[Pleb can be understood as loser, but at that time, the word loser had not yet been created. WuLi, ours, can also be extended to mean my family’s, my family’s Kobe, my family’s Ronaldinho.]
Nan Youqiong nodded and continued to watch the trainees dance. After a while, the trainees with their backs to him turned around, and he saw several of them wearing fixed masks on their faces. It was obvious that they had just had plastic surgery and were still in the recovery period.
"Does the exposure of plastic surgery have any impact on Pleb's attitude towards girl groups?"
"The impact is not that big." Nan Jiajun pointed at the trainees in the practice room and said, "They look imperfect now because they are in the process of transformation. When they emerge from the cocoon into a butterfly, the perfect effect will be presented. Plebs only pay attention to the finished product they see, and don't care too much about the manufacturing process."
Nan Youqiong raised his hands to his chest, "Shaking while dancing can stimulate Pleb's fantasy."
Nan Jiajun smiled and said, "It's on the schedule, but we have to wait. They are still in the growth stage and it's not suitable for breast augmentation surgery now."
"Well, male Plebs are the foundation that supports their survival, and female Plebs are the ones we need to market to. Without causing rebellious psychology, we should make the girl groups that have debuted look more glamorous, live in better houses, and wear better clothes. This will attract female Plebs, and they will work hard to save money for comprehensive plastic surgery."
"Marketing is our strong point. Our girl group is not the strongest, but our profit conversion rate has always been the highest." Nan Jiajun said confidently.
Nan Youqiong nodded, "Do you have any plans to launch a girl group this year?"
Baek Kyu-ha stepped forward and said, "We are going to launch two girl groups this year. One is Seven·C, which consists of seven members, and the other is FireGirl, which consists of five members."
"Seven·C? What word is C the first letter of?"
Baek Kyu-ha: “Color.”
"Have the members been decided?"
Baek Kyuha: "Next month we will conduct an assessment of the trainees who are eligible to debut, and then we will finalize the list of members."
“Is the competition fierce among girls’ groups?”
Baek Kyu-ha: "It's very intense. DSP and JYP are also going to launch new girl groups soon."
“Do we have an advantage?”
Bai Guixia looked ashamed, "Our company has no obvious advantages."
"What is the security level of the company's artists?"
Baek Kyu-ha: "Absolutely reliable. Our artists have never leaked any black material."
"In that case, if we can't compete head-on, we can consider going in a roundabout way and digging up some dirty information to send to the paparazzi, especially about the unspoken rules." Nan Youqiong turned to look at Nan Jiajun, "Brother, can we poke this hornet's nest?"
"No. " Nan Jiajun said firmly: "The unspoken rules involve too many forces, including politics, business, and factions. The cost of poking at this hornet's nest is too high. For the sake of the girl group, it is not worth it for us to do it."
Nan Youqiong shrugged, "Poaching people probably won't work, right?"
Nan Jiajun shook his head. "There is a verbal agreement between the various companies that they cannot give trainees contracts that are too good. They must maximize the interests of the companies and cannot poach each other's key figures. If they keep poaching, it will easily lead to chaos, and in the end it will only benefit the trainees."
"Well, this society is really dark." Nan Youqiong curled his lips.
"Don't make sarcastic remarks. I think the current situation is good. The salary is too high, which is not conducive to the trainees' hard work."
Nan Youqiong gave a thumbs up and said, "That's absolutely amazing. It's definitely Old Adam style."
Nan Jiajun did not respond to Nan Youqiong's words. He did not dare to joke with Nan Yi, so he could only smile bitterly and said, "Have you taken a good look at this place? Shall we go to the upper floor?"
"OK."
The group walked up the stairs and soon arrived at the artist area on the third floor. Every artist in the company had an office on this floor which also served as a dressing room.
Artists usually either come to work or not, and the office is empty most of the time. The reason for setting up a separate office with a low utilization rate is mainly to show the company's attention to the artists, which is more form than reality.
"The company currently has 15 female artists and 7 male artists, including Ha Ji-won, a female artist..."
Before Bai Guixia could finish his words, he was interrupted by a woman who was walking towards him, "President, President Bai."
After greeting him, the woman bowed to Nan Youqiong and then stared at his face for a long time.
The person who came was Jin Huixiu. Originally, she was going to the other side and would not meet the group of people. She only came over to say hello because she saw Nan Youqiong. But now she found that Nan Youqiong was not the person she thought.
Baek Kyu-ha asked, “Ah, Hye-soo, do you have an announcement today?”
Kim Hye-soo turned her gaze away from Nam Yoo-kyung's face, looked at Baek Kyu-ha and said, "Yes, President, I'm going to KBS soon."
Bai Guixia nodded, led Nan Youqiong and Nan Jiajun past Jin Huixiu, and continued to visit.
After walking a distance, Nan Jiajun turned to Nan Youqiong and said, "She is the one I was talking about."
Nan Youqiong: "It doesn't look like PaPa's style, and he looks a bit older."
Nan Jiajun: "When my father paid attention to her, she was less than 20 years old."
Nan Youqiong: "Still single?"
Nam Ja-jun himself didn't know, so he asked Baek Kyu-ha, "Does Kim Hye-soo have a boyfriend?"
Baek Kyu-ha: "Last year she reported to the company that she was dating her boyfriend."
Nan Youqiong: "Do I need to report my relationship?"
"Mr. Adam, artists' love affairs are most likely to cause problems. First, fans may not accept it. Second, it is easy for romantic and violent news to appear. It is also easy for private videos to be taken, which will ruin the artist. Therefore, artists' love affairs must be reported to the agency, so that the agency can be prepared to deal with possible problems."
"What if you don't report it?"
"Terminate the contract." Baek Kyu-ha said firmly, "Mr. Adam, our company is the best company for artists in the entire Republic of Korea. No other company can compare to us. Maybe we are too good to them and they have become a little carried away."
Upon hearing this, Nan Jiajun asked, "President Bai, what did you mean by your last sentence?"
Baek Kyu-ha bowed to Nam Ja-jun and said, "President, there is something I haven't had time to report to you. Yesterday, Lee Eun-joo asked the company to terminate the contract."
"This Lee Eun-joo is a good artist. She is beautiful and unique. Many rich young men covet her. If it weren't for the protection of the company, she would have been eaten by others long ago." Nan Jiajun explained a few words to Nan Youqiong, and then said to Bai Guixia: "President Bai, we can come and go freely in our company. There is no need to embarrass her or keep her."
"President, I have already done this. She can leave as long as she pays the penalty."
After the episode ended, after visiting the rest of the company, the three went to Bai Guixia's office. Bai Guixia took out the company's accounts and asked Nan Youqiong to review them.
Nan Youqiong flipped through the book casually and started discussing gossip about the entertainment industry with Nan Jiajun. Nan Jiajun told him a lot of unspoken rules and secrets that he knew. Listening to all kinds of weird ways of playing, Nan Youqiong instantly became a little newbie. He couldn't help but sigh that the world is full of wonders, and Koreans really know how to have fun.
In the next few days, Nan Youqiong disrupted his daily routine. At eight o'clock in the evening, he would appear at the 996 convenience store near the residential area in Jiangnan District as a part-time clerk, carefully observing the classification of people appearing in the convenience store. This work lasted until two o'clock in the morning. He would go to the car to take a nap and wait until five o'clock to continue working.
At nine o'clock in the morning, after finishing work, he rushed to the stock exchange, stayed there for two hours, and then went back to rest. He repeated this for three days. He then began to visit cram schools in various parts of Seoul, mostly at night, and continued until the cram schools closed in the early morning.
After observing the cram school, he went to various lottery sales outlets, observing and asking the bosses for information.
Ten days passed, and he stayed in his room, conducting a local analysis of the social situation in Seoul based on his own observations and the information from the intelligence team.
First, he determined that Seoul has become highly inward-looking, which can be confirmed by the complaints about work from convenience store customers and the fact that he could meet junior and senior high school students who had just finished their cram schools at one in the morning.
Secondly, as we have said before, the social classes in South Korea have become highly solidified, and the upward path for the bottom has been completely blocked, leaving only a few consolation prizes for everyone to fight over.
Then, through the results observed at the stock exchange, the age group of stock investors is mainly concentrated under 30 years old, and there are even many minors who open accounts (there is no age limit in South Korea). Combined with the situation observed at lottery sales points, we can roughly draw a conclusion - in the Seoul area, a large proportion of the people, from parents around 40 years old to the new generation of young people, have a very strong speculative mentality.
The reason for this phenomenon is probably due to pessimism about the future. People no longer trust getting rich through hard work and begin to believe that only a sudden wealth can change their lives.
…
Boleyn Castle, London.
Nan Yi carefully pulled out his arm that was being pressed by Catherine, turned over, groped in the dark, and took out his mobile phone from the drawer of the bedside table. He glanced at the screen and found that it was Nan Youqiong calling. He tiptoed out of bed, walked out of the bedroom and answered the call.
"I'm in London."
"PaPa, your legs are so long."
"Stop talking nonsense and get down to business. I need to go back to sleep."
"OK, I found that the young people in Seoul have a strong speculative mentality. I plan to increase my investment in the Korean financial sector and make Korea the main promotion area for Magcoin."
Nan Yi rubbed his temples and said, "If you want to harvest KOSPI, you can go around several top universities in Seoul and dig out a group of financial talents for support. Usually, the people who are most ruthless to their own people are their own people. Even if the puppet stands in front of the stage, we can still maintain our elegant eating manners.
Regarding Magcoin, its inventor could be a South Korean. After all, all good things in this world are from South Korea.”
"Ahaha, PaPa, my idea is similar to yours. How about calling the inventor Syngman Rhee?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Is there anything else?"
"Do you want me to put Kim Hye-soo in a gift box and send it to you?"
"You are so disrespectful." Nan Yi spat, "Hang up. Next time you call me, please pay attention to the time difference."
"Yes, Sir."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi returned to the bedroom, lay back on the bed, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, the weather was normal, with drizzle, cold and damp.
After afternoon tea, Catherine helped Nan Yi dress up in the cloakroom, matching his suit with a bow tie, and carefully examined every angle to eliminate any trace of inappropriateness.
After finishing the clothes, he took out a box, opened it, took out a ring from it and put it on Nan Yi's finger.
The ring face is in the shape of a shield, and the pattern on it is divided into two halves. The left side has a light yellow background with a red trumpet carved in the middle, and the right side has a light red background with an upright yellow lion carved in the middle.
This is the Boleyn family crest created by Catherine, with the permission of the official organization, the College of Heraldry. She also has one on her hand, but the ring face is diamond-shaped.
Catherine has achieved her wish of restoring the former glory of the Boleyn family, and has been quiet in recent years. As for the old tradition of the Boleyn family to marry their daughters into the royal family, she doesn't want to inherit it at all. She really looks down on the royal family who nominally have hundreds of billions of assets but are actually just glamorous on the surface, because her personal assets are no less inferior.
"The shirt is a little tight."
Nan Yi looked at himself in the dressing mirror and felt a little awkward.
Catherine helped Nan Yi loosen his sleeves. "Be patient for Catherine's sake. For your sake, she didn't invite classmates and friends."
"Okay, that's enough, let's go check on Ruojin."
The two men came out of the cloakroom, knocked on Nan Ruojin's door and entered her cloakroom.
In front of the dressing mirror, the maid Anna Robinson was checking Nan Ruojin's clothes. It was a 19th century aristocratic women's outfit with countless layers inside and out. The belt around her waist was tied very tightly, forming an outline that was thick at the top and bottom and thin in the middle.
Seeing Nan Yi through the mirror, Nan Ruojin gave him a bitter face.
Nan Yi gave her a look of encouragement, and the rest could only express his helplessness.
Today is Nan Ruojin’s 18th birthday, which is also a small coming-of-age ceremony similar to the Little New Year.
According to the customs of the decadent old British aristocracy, when aristocratic women reach the age of eighteen, a grand ball will be held, inviting the royal family and other nobles to attend, and introducing their daughters to the queen. At the same time, they also show their family's pearls to other nobles, hoping that families with higher status will come to propose marriage.
This tradition has been retained, but the procedure has been simplified a lot, and the ball is no longer held at home, but at Buckingham Palace to share unforgettable moments with other peers.
This is naturally what Catherine cares about. Nan Yi doesn't care too much about it, and it's not convenient for him to attend. In his eyes, Nan Ruojin is already an adult, and she has already had her coming-of-age ceremony, so there's no need to hold a coming-of-age ceremony.
After a lot of trouble, Nan Ruojin was finally dressed up. Nan Yi stepped forward and showed his arms. Nan Ruojin put his hand on his arm. Nan Yi walked downstairs leisurely, walked out of the first floor hall, and came to the garden outside.
There was a band waiting in the garden. As soon as the father and daughter appeared, the band conductor immediately waved his baton and the "Radetzky March" started. Nan Yi walked a few steps to the side, then turned back, nodded to Catherine, then stood at attention in front of Nan Ruojin and bowed slightly, "Miss, can I ask you to dance?"
"My pleasure."
Nan Ruojin put her hand in Nan Yi's big palm, and was led by Nan Yi to the "center of the dance floor". The two of them got into position and danced to the beat of the music.
Nan Yi pulled Nan Ruojin's arm, and Nan Ruojin followed the force, turned her feet, waved her skirt like ripples and an umbrella, turned around, and returned to Nan Yi's arms.
After a few large dance moves, the dance floor calmed down. Nan Yi stared at his own cabbage and said, "On such a grand day, you are so beautiful, but there is no one to appreciate you. Will you blame your father?"
"Dad, I like to create ceremonies, but I don't like to stand under ceremonies."
"So you want to have a debutante ball?"
"Yes, it must be a very fulfilling thing to see the ladies go to great lengths to attend my ball and pose in all kinds of coquettish ways at the ball."
"Bad taste, Dad likes it, how much money do you need to support me?"
"Dad, the funds are enough, I need other support."
"I'm very sorry. Apart from money, the only thing I can give you is moral support. If you need support, you can only go to your mom and big brother."
"Brother has already agreed to support me." Nan Ruojin nodded at Catherine who was not far away, "Dad, help me convince Mommy."
"Your Highness Princess Catherine, I am your most loyal knight Adam. As long as it is your order, I will do my best to complete it."
"Sir, given your last name, I appoint you as Field Marshal."
"You are such a kind and beautiful princess. Our Nan family will regard you as a god from generation to generation." As he said that, Nan Yi picked up Nan Ruojin and threw her into the air, applying a counterclockwise rotational force at the same time.
Nan Ruojin gracefully spun a circle and a half in the air, then fell into Nan Yi's arms with her back facing him.
At this time, the first dance music just ended.
Nan Yi and Nan Ruojin held hands and bowed to Catherine, then left the center of the dance floor amid each other's applause.
For the second song, "The Blue Danube", Nan Yi invited Catherine to dance with him. They danced one song after another, with big Catherine and little Catherine taking turns, but Nan Yi had no chance to rest.
This state continued until night fell, when the lights came on and dazzling fireworks soared into the sky, like releasing gorgeous emerald tassels on a black curtain. The sky was full of colorful flowers of various shapes and sizes, which dazzled the eyes through the endless darkness.
Under the illumination of brilliant fireworks, Nan Yi put a photo necklace around Nan Ruojin's neck and whispered in her ear, "There is a little secret hidden in the necklace. As long as you crack it, you can get the coordinates of a vault. In the vault, Daddy has stored 18 tons of gold and 18 tons of various jade seeds for you. Daddy wishes you a life full of wealth and happiness forever."
Nan Ruojin picked up the necklace pendant, opened it and saw a photo of herself when she was one year old. She was satisfied, but pouted her lips deliberately and said, "Dad, why not diamonds?"
"Dad doesn't have any diamonds worth showing off. The good ones are all given to you and Ruoqi." Nan Yi lowered his voice and said, "Dad only has a few small diamonds left. They can still be useful if you keep them."
"Dad, I was just kidding." Nan Ruoqi kissed Nan Yi on the cheek, "Thank you, Dad."
"You're welcome. It's time to cut the cake."
The brilliant night passed quickly. The next day, Catherine mentioned to Nan Yi that when the crisis broke out, she could use some of idle funds to buy up the British electricity, natural gas and ports. Nan Yi asked her to talk to Nan Youqiong and focus on accompanying her daughter.
After Nan Ruojin was eight years old, he was greatly influenced by Catherine. He lacked Nan Ruoqi's lively and naughty nature. He did things in a serious manner and always maintained an elegant demeanor that he did not appreciate. He suddenly felt a little regretful that he should not have given up most of his educational rights.
In the drizzle, Nan Yi accompanied Nan Ruojin to the Nied Valley to participate in a hunting activity in bad weather that few people participated in. Lying on his back in the warm sunshine of Monaco, he made plans for Nan Ruojin's celebrity ball...
It was on the day of the Little New Year in the North that Nan Yi left London and hurried back to the capital.
Another new Spring Festival is approaching, and the annual festival delivery has to continue. After a few busy days, I have delivered all the gifts that should be delivered. There is no time to rest, and I flew to the capital of Longyou Province in a hurry. After getting off the plane, I got on the car arranged by the inheritance company and drove more than 100 kilometers to Jingxi City.
Before going to Liu Zhen's residence, I ran to Nanguo Supermarket and Xuansheng Farmers' Market to do some shopping and bought the things that were missing at home. Then I returned to my residence and immediately went into the kitchen to get busy.
At half past six, a table of food was ready, so I cleaned up the kitchen and tidied myself up; at fifty past six, I heard the sound of the door opening, and then Liu Zhen's voice came.
"Xiao Zhang, come pick me up at 6:30 tomorrow."
"Okay, leader."
