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Chapter 251: Chapter 251 Who Is He_1

Ye Fei arrived at the studio and found it bustling with more activity than usual, with quite a few new faces added.

Inside the conference room, seven or eight stylishly dressed young men and women were gathered around the table, chatting animatedly.

Ye Fei recognized two or three of them.

It seemed they were the artists newly signed by the studio.

Ye Fei pushed the door open and nodded to them.

However, upon seeing Ye Fei, the young men and women all exhibited a strange look.

Clearly, they mistook Ye Fei for another signed artist just like them.

But Ye Fei’s attire was obviously too unartistic.

No wonder they were perplexed.

While they were puzzling over this, Ye Fei had already made his way to the table and plonked himself down in the central BOSS seat.

The artists looked at each other and couldn’t help but snicker at this clueless guy.

One of them knocked on the table, "Hey, brother, you look new, just debuted?"

With a faint smile, Ye Fei was about to explain when another girl with tiger teeth, sucking on a lollipop, chimed in.

"For sure, otherwise how could he not even understand the rules? He’s clearly a newbie."

The third one, a pure-looking beauty who seemed like a white lotus, added her two cents.

"Everyone’s saying so, and you’re still sitting there without moving. Are you really ignorant of the rules, or are you just missing a few brain cells?"

Ye Fei curled his lip, "What rules?"

The fourth fresh-faced young man snorted, "Looks like you really are missing a few brain cells! Don’t you know you’re sitting in the boss’s seat?"

"I know," Ye Fei responded.

"Well, don’t you hurry up and get up! If you sit there, where will Manager Gao sit when he arrives?"

Ye Fei pointed to a chair next to him, "He can sit there." 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Holy crap!"

All the artists complained in unison.

This time, their looks toward Ye Fei were no longer strange, but full of ridicule, disdain, and even pity.

With such a clueless guy, he definitely wouldn’t last more than three episodes in a TV drama!

No, no, no, three episodes are too many, three seconds is more like it!

Just then, the door opened, and Gao Feng entered with a stack of documents.

The artists all rose to greet him.

Only Ye Fei remained seated, playing with his phone without even bothering to look up.

Seeing this, the artists couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.

Well, let’s see how you die in a bit.

Gao Feng raised his hand, signaling everyone to sit down.

However, just when the artists thought the drama was about to unfold, something jaw-dropping happened.

As soon as Gao Feng saw the young man sitting in the center, not only did he not show any hint of anger, he actually approached with full respectful greetings.

"Mr. Ye, you’ve arrived."

In contrast, the young man was giving instructions like a superior to a subordinate.

"Mhm. I just got all the equipment ready; have someone adjust it later. And that piano, from now on, let’s keep it in the rehearsal room."

"Sure sure! I’ll have someone take care of it right away."

"By the way, I have something else to discuss with you. Come to my office."

"Yes!"

After Ye Fei spoke, he gave the artists a faint smile, stood up, and left.

Gao Feng followed closely behind, leaving the conference room.

After being petrified for quite some time, the artists finally burst into chatter.

"Who the heck is that guy, acting all high and mighty? Did you see that? Even Manager Gao was respectfully greeting him."

"Right, I think I heard Manager Gao call him Mr. Ye. I don’t remember any major families in Tianhe City with the surname Ye."

"Never mind who he is; looks like he’s someone with a big background!"

As the cleaning lady was just about to clean the conference room, she overheard the artists’ conversation and laughed coldly.

"To think you are the signed artists of our company and you don’t even know who he is, that’s really something!"

The artists looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"Auntie, do you know who he is?"

With a snort of disdain and pride on her face, the cleaner said, "Who! He’s Tianhe City’s most famous young talent, the Divine Doctor, the champion of the Qianyuan competition, and the one who single-handedly made Xiao Tingting famous. The only person who can contact Miaoyin Venerable, the owner behind Haoming Studio, Ye Fei!"

"Ah?! He’s Ye Fei!"

The artists were completely dumbfounded.

"Oh my god, did I just call him a rookie?"

The girl with tiger teeth covered her mouth, looking scared.

"I, I seem to have called him brainless as well, it’s over, I’m not going to be blacklisted, am I?" The white lotus beauty was also biting her lip, full of worry.

"I mocked him pretty harshly too, this is bad, I might get terminated now! There goes my future!" The fresh-faced young man slammed his hands on the table, full of regret.

...

Arriving at the office, Ye Fei opened his phone to the concert video of Xiao Tingting and began discussing it with Gao Feng.

"Overall, this concert was quite successful. But there are still a few areas that need improvement, take a look."

Ye Fei listed his suggestions one by one to Gao Feng, who accepted them all humbly.

After the discussion, looking at Xiao Tingting in the video, Ye Fei’s eyes were full of lingering appreciation.

"Hm, the costumes were selected well, and the makeup wasn’t bad either. These quality collaborators, we need to establish long-term cooperation with them."

"I’ve noticed that Tingting has been getting prettier lately. The saying ’fame beautifies’ isn’t false."

Watching Ye Fei’s satisfied expression, Gao Feng suddenly realized something.

So, shifting his eyes, Gao Feng offered, "Mr. Ye, Tingting’s performance isn’t bad, but there’s still a lot of room for growth. Would you be interested in giving her some in-depth guidance?"

Thinking it was related to musical expertise, and completely unaware of Gao Feng’s implied meaning, Ye Fei casually replied, "That’s possible."

This casual agreement was a delight for Gao Feng, "Great! Mr. Ye, I’ll take care of it then, and I’ll arrange it for you later!"

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