Chapter 2286 The Young Master and Lansendel

The "Young Master" understood what he was saying, but he didn’t plan to respond; he merely gave a lazy glance.

In fact, although the girl spoke as if she were a "Holy Mother," that wasn’t really what she meant.

To put it bluntly, she was merely showcasing herself... not in another metaphorical sense.

Of course, if the "Young Master" had that kind of thought, she wouldn’t mind either... there was a certain hint in her words, understandable only to those who like to play.

Even though the "Young Master" wasn’t fond of games, as someone who’s been mingling in the art circle for many years, he understood more or less... It’s not the artists who are more chaotic, but there are always plenty of shady characters who do underhanded things under the guise of art around them.

Artists are only sensitive... of course, there are indeed some who easily fall in love, but they don’t love just anyone or want to get involved with anything!

Even those who like to flit from one romance to another... their love, though brief, does not involve multiple affairs at the same time, nor do they mistake promiscuity for passion.

As for those using art as a sleazy facade, those who can hang around with them are mostly similar.

It’s not like the old days when information was isolated; anyone with some brains wouldn’t be fooled.

The main purpose of this girl was to indicate she was well-suited to be an assistant in the art circle.

Using the gentlest, most considerate words to convey the most infuriating content... it’s perfect for warding off those swarming flies.

Even if it’s the "Young Master," to make a stand in the art world, he must accept various kinds of evaluations.

His foundation in conducting is strong, belonging to the kind of passionate and dynamic conductor... precisely the type most loved by some popular critics.

Such people, although the "Young Master" doesn’t need to pay attention to them... it’s obvious they wouldn’t dare fabricate nonsense.

At most, they’d find fault where there’s none.

He doesn’t care much about this.

But, to say it’s annoying, he definitely finds it annoying.

Especially, his assistants are indeed more adept at handling politics and economics, and more serious interpersonal interactions.

Sometimes, inevitably, some trash that shouldn’t appear in front of the "Young Master" intrudes on his line of sight.

The girl should have known this and thus recommended herself in such a manner.

The "Young Master’s" secretary, of course, understood this point too, and thus probed a bit with the boss.

How to say... after all, she’s a girl capable of entering the Academy Star.

Even those who like to take unorthodox paths wouldn’t act too humble.

After making her intentions clear, she took the opportunity to quickly slip away.

In a situation where such an assistant is needed, finding a suitable candidate and recommending them is also this secretary’s duty.

"No need," the "Young Master" chuckled lightly, "Why should I compromise myself!

Can’t I afford to hire bodyguards?"

His secretary couldn’t help but widen his eyes slightly.

Of course, he understood what the "Young Master" was saying... even though some things are inevitable in the gray areas of entering the art world, he entirely plans to ignore them.

"Once familiar with all the procedures, unnecessary things and unnecessary people, just have the bodyguards throw them out." The "Young Master" smiled coldly, "Am I someone anyone can meet just because they want to?"

The secretary always thought that their boss wanted to embrace the obscure and gray areas of the art world... although Academy Star is already a relatively clean place, not everyone can get in.

Therefore, if they want their orchestra to get on track, they have to enter the mainstream art halls... and the largest music venues are undoubtedly on the most eventful Capital Star of the Alliance.

The art field does not lie within the "Young Master"’s family’s power scope, so during this time, he was indeed quite exhausted.

Thankfully, due to various operations in past years, the "Young Master" at least received strong support from Academy Star.

For a newcomer, a new orchestra with a recognized name nearly upon inception is rare.

So, the secretary always thought the "Young Master" would keep enduring... especially since among those who once irked him, some were introduced by the music academy teacher.

That teacher was indeed acting with good intentions by doing this.

How to say... although it’s cruel, only these chaotic half-baked people can thrive among the public.

He may not understand the true meaning of the artist’s music, but he can render it in a way that fills those equally clueless with admiration.

If the new orchestra can gain support from these people, it will undoubtedly progress smoothly.

Moreover, that teacher also believes these cunning guys won’t use those sordid tricks against the "Young Master."

The Young Master doesn’t really enjoy flaunting his status, but he’s still the Young Master.

However, obviously, after comprehending those procedures within the orchestra, the Young Master decided not to associate with those people anymore.

"You... know what you’re saying, right?" The secretary hesitated for a few seconds but still tried to fulfill his duty diligently, "Doing this will nullify the foundation you’ve established for the orchestra.

Most importantly, even if your family is extremely influential, but... Capital Star and the principal stars of various regions might still use the excuse of a full schedule to reject your applications.

Also, I can guarantee they can fill nonexistent schedules right before your application in a minute.

Your only competition is the National Grand Theatre... but, for a new orchestra like ours, that’s not a level we can touch within ten years.

"The main brain won’t accept it."

’Young Master’ glanced at him: "Do you really think I learned those processes to abide by their rules?"

The secretary looked confused... What else could be done?

Artists, especially conductors, always have the highest dependency on performance venues, right!

Don’t talk about performing in the open air, that’s all nonsense!

It’s the interstellar era now... Besides, even in ancient times those open-air squares essentially had sound amplification structures, didn’t they!

"I’m very rich," ’Young Master’ said leisurely.

The secretary was a bit puzzled, then his eyeballs almost popped out at ’Young Master’s’ next words.

"Guess why I have such a good relationship with Old Age Striking King and Perfect Bald?" ’Young Master’ said leisurely, "Although my family isn’t prominent in the construction industry, we still count as a decent energy client.

At the very least, finding more than ten qualified construction companies for luxury concert halls to work for me is quite easy."

"How... much money does that cost?" The secretary stammered, "There are only a few major Artistic Stars... land..."

"Oh... land is the least of my worries," ’Young Master’ said slowly, "In the year I decided to embark on the music path, my family started accumulating land and estates for me on those Artistic Stars.

It’s just that I ending up staying at Academy Star was truly unexpected, which is why I’ve been in a rush for so long.

After all, although I got permission, building a proper rehearsal hall and performance hall that doesn’t affect other academies requires very high land standards.

Even with money, it’s hard to do."

The secretary gently put down the tablet, looked up, and sighed: "Indeed, to stay pure, you first need a damn protective cover!"

’Young Master’ tilted his head: "So, I don’t need to tolerate anyone or anything.

Since you’re here, presumably you have all the information on that guy now?

Is there anything that can immediately let me vent my anger?

Although I speak calmly in front of them, in reality, I’m already fuming.

If I don’t hit back tenfold for the slap on my face right away... even if I can hit back a thousand times more in the future, I’ll still be upset."

The secretary picked up his tablet: "Of course, a simpler and more direct way is to support his brother.

The reason he rose to power was by stepping on many heads.

However, I suppose you wouldn’t care about that."

’Young Master’ nodded... the room was full of toads, he wasn’t insane to find one with slightly fewer bumps to give sunshine and make it shine.

"In their Planet Academy, the real trouble is the main person in charge, someone from their family," the secretary curled his lips, "So, anyone truly capable of competing with him won’t enter that school.

No matter how outstanding a regular student’s grades are, it’s impossible to move the entire family just to attend school.

Even if the people below send the message over, very few have the courage to act.

But if that person in charge steps down, and someone from another family takes over..."

"What about government people? Are there any?" ’Young Master’ waved his hand, "I can act without expecting any benefit myself, but there’s no need to give that benefit to people I disdain."

"Then it’d be a bit troublesome." The secretary slid his tablet a few times, "We’d have to deal with 3 people."

"It doesn’t matter. I just want the result I like," ’Young Master’ lifted his eyes to look at him, "Tell them, if this task is completed, I’ll pay them triple the bonus.

However, do not break the law, do not violate the rules.

Everything must be done within the framework.

Ha~ this time, too many people want to see how I do it."

"Yes."

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Hill straightened his body and turned to glance at Lansendel.

"What’s the matter?" The golden-skinned athletic man looked at him curiously... His robe, the same color as Dawn, shimmered brightly under the light.

"Sometimes, I can really understand why you’re so close to Young Master," Hill answered calmly, "Though the issues you face are quite different, the way you both handle and confront problems shows the same traces."

Although Hill is quite accustomed to using money to solve problems, he’s still a bit softer.

If there are better methods, Hill will also be slightly accommodating.

It’s not like it’s always accommodations.

But ’Young Master’ is clearly not like that.

He and this Light of Dawn are truly similar.

But that’s a temperament nurtured by absolute strength... let it be!

Hill couldn’t help but shake his head and smile, even if he came from the same environment, he’s not that type of person.