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A middle-aged fat man in his forties walked in and smiled at Xu Lei, "Boss, you were looking for me?"
"Take a look at these songs and tell me what you think."
The fat man took the thick stack of papers and as he read, his brows furrowed deeper. "Boss, these songs are great! The rhythm is really strong, and you've even noted down which instruments to use and how to blend them together. This must cost quite a bit per song, right?"
"Cost? Nonsense!" Xu Lei proudly gestured towards his nephew, "Their father just wrote these. You just need to arrange the music for now."
"Got it."
The fat man nodded and left with the sheet music. After all, these little troublemakers' father was Xu Father from the company!
Truly, reincarnation is an art!
In just five days, Pinnacle Entertainment had added three choreographers to their team, all of whom had won awards internationally. Instead of hiring an entire team—which would be too costly—the HR department managed to lure away three less committed individuals with high salaries.
In the rehearsal room, the three choreographers were busy arranging dances based on the characteristics of the songs. One female choreographer from Korea crossed her arms and remarked, "These songs are quite similar to our black bubble tea, but they have a stronger rhythm."
"Not everything has to be compared to yours," a white man from America rolled his eyes, prompting an annoyed glare from the female choreographer. The last choreographer, hailing from China, had to mediate: "Alright, let’s focus on finishing our work. With an annual salary of ten thousand, we need to live up to this talent."
The Korean woman and the American exchanged disdainful looks but simultaneously huffed before returning to their choreography. Meanwhile, the large conference room was cleared out as several HR staff members were busy recruiting backup dancers. The boss had given strict orders to spare no expense in building the best team around his nephew!
The two brothers finished their classes for the day and arrived at the company promptly at five-thirty in the evening. After a quick bite, they began recording their songs.
In the rehearsal room, the brothers danced in front of a mirror while seven or eight backup dancers followed their movements. The dynamic music combined with their rhythmic dance moves made the dozen female employees outside the glass walls wish they could rush in and join them.
"Wow, how can they look so good?"
"It's so hard to choose!" Jia Guo exclaimed.
"Idiot! Just take them all! How old are you to still be making choices?"
"Exactly!"
In a corner of the rehearsal room, Xu Lei sent a video of the brothers' practice to Xu Li: "What do you think? The choreography for 'Love' is pretty good, right? On competition day, if they wear those flashy red modified uniforms and sport trendy hairstyles... I can't even imagine how explosive it will be!"
He exclaimed in surprise as he turned around, only to see a series of distorted, deformed faces pressed against the reinforced glass. Each pair of eyes seemed ready to pop out. When they noticed the boss glaring at them, the women immediately burst into laughter and ran off, leaving behind smudged impressions of their heavily made-up faces on the glass.
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