After Xia Qiu’s speech, the next ones were the local leaders of Lanwan and the leaders of the competent departments.

After a few simple words, Zhao Yongcai said again, "Finally, please invite Mr. Yang Ming, chairman of our famous cultural and creative industry group in Sihai to speak for everyone!"

Amid warm applause, Yang Ming walked onto the stage. He didn't get the manuscript, and the manuscript was in his heart.

"Friends and guests, welcome to attend the opening ceremony of our famous cultural and creative industry group in the world. In the future, we will be able to help you all the guests. When you should slap me, you can take the full shot when you should slap me, but when you should praise me, don't be stingy with your words and applause!"

Everyone below laughed, and the applause became even more intense.

Yang Ming joked and said, "I just chatted with an old friend. He told me that life in the record industry is not easy now! I agree with this! I even heard of more pessimistic ones, the record industry is dead! Or it is about to die soon, and now I am just surviving and looking back!"

"But since the record industry is so bad, why do I still have to open a record company?"

Yang Ming paused for a moment, glanced at the guests below, and no one answered him.

He continued, "Because in my heart, the record industry is not dead! The record industry will not die at all! In other words, even if the record industry dies, our music industry will continue to exist and flourish in 10 years, 100 years and 1,000 years! Because our human cultural needs and spiritual needs determine that this industry will not die!"

“But why is the record industry facing difficulties now?”

He asked another question, which was easy to answer. There were many staff from record companies in the audience who whispered to each other and put forward their own opinions.

Some people believe that the record industry is facing a cold winter, and the free model is popular, the emergence of the Internet, the loss of talents, and the weakening of understanding of classical poetry and music, and have various different opinions!

On the 38th floor, Tang Mengying stood by the huge floor-to-ceiling glass and watched down, but because the floor was too high, she could not see the specific faces below, nor could she hear Yang Ming's words.

Fortunately, there was a huge flat-screen TV in front of her. She looked at Yang Ming who was talking and her eyes flashed. Today, Yang Ming not only dressed very handsomely, but what was even more attractive was Yang Ming's tone of speaking, the calmness, the temperament of controlling all the rhythms of the scene, and the talent revealed in the content of his speech.

Yang Ming is charming at this moment!

In the conference room outside this large office, short-term worker Huang Ailin and many of her work companions were also watching TV.

"Did you see that? The camera just now showed Wen Qianling!"

"I also saw the stars sitting there! There are so many stars coming today!"

"I would have been able to become a star one day!"

"I dress beautifully all day long, and I'm so rich, driving sports cars everywhere, and traveling around the world!"

"Did you hear that? After the Sihai Yangming Group opens, it will recruit two groups of artists! One group will enter the singing training class, and the other group will enter the acting training class! I am ready to sign up, I want to be a star!"

"Where can sign up? I want to!"

Hearing the conversation between the young boys and girls around him, Huang Ailin looked at the TV and said nothing.

She also envied those celebrities before. Not only were they rich, but they also attracted much attention everywhere. They were the focus of the world! Which girl doesn’t want this day?

She also once fantasized that she could become a big star, and that she would feel like she was staring at the moon wherever she went!

But until today, she saw Yang Ming talking on the stage! She felt that Teacher Yang Ming was so handsome, not only handsome, but also had that inner talent!

As the saying goes, you will be proud of your poetry and literature! Huang Ailin suddenly had an idea, "How great would it be if I could become a person like Teacher Yang Ming!"

She thought to herself, but after this idea appeared, she quickly dispelled! Teacher Yang Ming’s talent could not be learned by others!

"Oh! Teacher Yang Ming wouldn't even look at me for a girl like me." Huang Ailin thought of this and just shouted.

"A few of you guys will come and divide these fruits into each room."

"Here you come." Huang Ailin ran over diligently.

Downstairs, Yang Ming's speech continued, and he said, "The road to the record industry seems to have reached its end, but I don't think so! There is not a cliff in front of us, but a desert! When we move forward, we will not fall to death, but are pioneering and opening up a new oasis!"

"There is no road in the world, but when more people walk, it becomes a road! Major record companies are blooming and are exploring different paths. I think this is a good thing! This is the overture of our record industry's glorious again!"

"So I can say something like this!"

“This is the best time and the worst time.

This is an era of wisdom and a period of stupidity.

This is a season of light and a season of darkness.

This is a spring of hope and a winter of disappointment;

Some people have everything in front of them, while others have nothing in front of them;

Some are embarking on the road to heaven, and some are heading to the gates of hell!”

Wow! The applause was thundering below, especially cultural people like Mr. Huo and Ms. Xia Qiu Principal Fang Wensi. They deeply felt that Yang Ming showed his talent in his speech. Those words and sentences were ordinary, but they gathered together, which was the greatest humanistic sentiment of mankind!

Others also nodded in praise. Yang Ming always spoke some golden sentences, and the same is true today!

"There is no road in the world, and more people will be roads!" Shao Dongsheng sighed extremely emotion. Although Yang Ming is not his friend and almost an enemy, this sentence is in his heart!

"Tianlejing listens to this road, I must go on!"

The foreigner Berelang, who was beside Gao Yunxiang, was not so arrogant at this moment. He kept applauding and said in unstandard Chinese, "This is the best era and the worst era! This is a spring of hope and a winter of disappointment! Some people are embarking on the road to heaven, and some are heading towards the gate of hell! My God! This sentence is like a miracle. I must translate this sentence into various words and spread it to him!"

Gao Yunxiang couldn't help but exclaim, "Teacher Yang Ming's literary talent is really one that only appeared in 3,000 years! It's so awesome! It's so good, it's really so good!"

After Yang Ming finished speaking, he walked off the stage. All the guests below stood up and gave him warm applause again, which lasted for a long time.

Yang Ming smiled and said in his heart, "Sorry, Mr. Lu Xun, Mr. Dickens, borrow your famous sayings. I believe everyone like you will understand me."
Chapter completed!