Chapter Thirty-Five No Soul

  "Then sit down and add some dishes to eat together, let's just make friends!" Tang Menglong finally let Park Jin-young sit down with a generous attitude.

  Park Jun-young also let out a sigh of relief and began to prepare his excuses, but if he knew that Tang Menglong was doing this just to take advantage of him and also wanted to borrow their company's recording studio, he would probably exclaim, "I didn't know that human shamelessness had no limits."

  Then Park Jin-young called the waiter again and really ordered two more emperor crabs, adding up to about 2.5 million won, looking like he was going to lose a lot of money.

  Tang Menglong of course knew what the other party wanted to do, after all, it was just said earlier. However, at this time he thought of something and asked Pu Renjing beside him: "Renjing, how did my video end up being spread online?"

  Park In-jeong silently stared at him, unaware that the master himself didn't know. He then explained and Tang Menglong only found out he was secretly photographed, fortunately without his face being captured.

  Tang Menglong wasn't afraid of becoming famous, but rather afraid of the endless challenges from those guys. Once they knew he could sing, they would shamelessly give up on that song competition. Not being able to sing was nothing, but he had already boasted about it to his brothers and sisters-in-law in Haikou. If he suddenly failed, wouldn't that be too embarrassing? After all, men always care about their reputation.

  After a while, the waiter brought up the food again, and the three of them started eating. During the meal, the three of them also introduced themselves to each other. With Pu Renjing's assistance, Tang Menglong roughly understood this guy's identity.

  However, after chatting for a while, Tang Menglong really wanted to laugh. Tang Menglong originally asked him how he knew his own, the result was because Ren Jing's sister said something about the video, then he found Tuo Ge's store, and finally heard the conversation between the two here again, looking at his clothes, guessing whether it was him, saying this Tang Menglong also knew the reason, but Park Jin-young suddenly seemed to open the conversation box.

  Pi Li Ba La started introducing his company.

  In 1997, Park Jin-young founded a small management agency called Tae-Hong with a capital of 500 million won with the help of friends. At that time, the only singer under the company was Park himself. From the beginning, Park's goal was to contribute all his energy to the development and production of Korean music. In April 2001, Tae-Hong officially changed its name to JYP Entertainment (JYPE). After successful restructuring, JYPE divided into three main departments: A&R Department, Overseas Business Division, and Business Development Division. Among them, the A&R department is responsible for discovering new talent and producing records for existing singers.

  Park Jin-young has been preparing to establish JYP U.S.A in New York, USA for some time. According to the plan, next month, which is June, will be the establishment date of JYP U.S.A.

  This time back in South Korea is actually to deal with some work-related matters, and I will stay for at most a week.

  Listening to Park Jin-young ramble on, he looks just like a middle-aged uncle who's unhappy with his job, and now as he talks, he starts to elaborate on his dreams.

  "I'm so much older than you, I'll just call you Meng Long. Meng Long, you're really amazing, your vocal skills are a given, but what's key is your singing technique. Although it may not be top-notch, it has soul and it's clear that you have a wealth of performance experience when you sing with such ease. As someone who's been in the music industry for so many years, my judgment is absolutely sound. If you join JYP, you won't even need training, you can debut right away. With your abilities, if we give you good songs, it wouldn't be a problem to even enter the American market."

  "Dragon, my greatest wish is that one day I can gain recognition in the American music market, whether it's for myself or for our company's artists. I want to let those American devils know that we Asians..."

  Looking at Park Jun-young's enthusiastic appearance, Tang Menglong finally couldn't help but stretch out his right hand to interrupt him.

  In the midst of Park Jin-young's astonished gaze, Tang Menglong said with a smile: "Mr. Park's ideals are truly great, I deeply respect them. How about this? If in the future your singers or you yourself enter the American market, I can also lend a hand. Although I only know a few producers from Warner, EMI and BMG, they still have some ability."

  Looking at Park Jin-young's stunned eyes, Tang Menglong continued to boast: "Actually, in the music industry, I don't know many friends, but Mr. Park's image is... quite special, if you want to shoot a movie in Hollywood and your acting skills are passable, I can help you get a role in those big productions anytime, compared to music producers, I know more directors!"

  On the other side, Park In-jeong stretched out her left foot and kicked Tang Menglong's right leg, hinting that he should stop bragging. She felt that his boasting had gone a bit too far, and Park In-jeong almost wanted to say that she was the reincarnation of Joan of Arc.

  Park Jin-young couldn't help but want to laugh, thinking that this young man was too boastful. But then he thought of Tang Menglong's accent and suddenly curiously asked: "Are you from America?"

  "It's almost six months now!" Tang Menglong nodded and said casually.

  "Overseas Chinese?" Park Jin-young asked curiously.

  Tang Menglong shook his head and said: "NO！！！！"

  "What a pure American accent!"

  "Huh, why am I thinking this way?" Two sentences suddenly popped up in Park In-jung's mind.

  "Is what you just said true?" Park Jin-young's words made Park In-jeong roll her eyes, originally thinking that this Park CEO looked like a gorilla, but unexpectedly his brain was also like a gorilla, how could this be true.

  Tang Menglong nodded, looking serious, and then said with a hint of boasting: "I used to be in a band, I've seen many people like Mr. Piao, if I wanted to release an album, I would have done it long ago, so Mr. Piao doesn't need to think about it anymore!"

  Park Jin-young wasn't entirely convinced, but thinking about Tang Menglong's singing abilities, that state definitely wasn't the best. If he had really sung with all his heart, then it was indeed possible as he said.

  But Park Jin-young was somewhat curious about the band he mentioned, and since he had always been very interested in music-related matters, looking at Tang Menglong's determined face, his attire and speech, he also felt that his chances of successfully persuading him were not great. Although he didn't give up in his heart, he temporarily suppressed the idea of inviting him to join the company, but now he was curious about this person, so he started asking questions curiously.

  "Can you tell me the name of the band?"

  Tang Menglong glanced at him and smiled lightly: "Even if I told you, you wouldn't recognize it!"

  "Uncle, tell us! I also want to know?" Park In-jeong suddenly interjected, asking with some curiosity.

  Tang Menglong glanced at her, his right hand suddenly reaching down to push against her open right leg, causing Park In-jeong's small face to flush immediately as she hastily closed her legs together.

  But Tang Meng Long smiled and said: "No soul!"