Dad: My identity as Qu Dad has been exposed by my daughter

"Can you... teach me how to write poetry?"

Geng Guiren's voice was full of admiration and pleading, cautious, and seemed full of expectation.

Like a studious student.

And he even used the honorific "you" to address Su Chen.

Geng Guiren's colleagues and students in the conference room were so shocked when they heard him say this to Su Chen on the phone.

This is a leading figure in the field of ancient literature research.

Unexpectedly! ! !

Want to become Su Chen's apprentice?

It can be imagined how much Geng Guiren admired and awed Su Chen's talent after seeing the complete version of the poem.

To be honest,

If possible, they also want to become Su Chen's apprentice and learn to write ancient poetry from Su Chen!

On the other end of the phone, Su Chen had gotten rid of the "naked sleep" state and went downstairs to pour coffee.

The live broadcast room had also resumed the live broadcast of Su Chen.

Su Chen was stunned when he heard this.

The corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"Professor Geng, you are such a joker." Su Chen was completely confused. "How can I write poetry? I am not qualified to teach you how to write poetry..."

After blurting out the words, Su Chen realized that he had actually said what he was complaining about in his heart, and immediately made amends: "We can communicate if there is a chance. I really dare not be rash."

However, the audience in the live broadcast room were shocked when they heard Su Chen's answer.

They didn't know who called Su Chen before.

But Su Chen's words about Professor Geng made them suddenly realize.

"Fuck! Professor Geng asked Su Dad to teach him how to write poetry?"

"The key is that Su Dad really wanted to hit someone after hearing this: How can I write poetry!"

"Crack."

"Fuck Versailles!"

"Professor Geng: You can't write poetry?"

"I remembered what goddess Shu Wan said: My husband is not very good at singing..."

Geng Guiren's apprenticeship was actually impulsive.

He just realized what Su Chen said. Although it is not shameful to become Su Chen's disciple, the wisest one is the teacher, but from Su Chen's perspective, he was too abrupt.

He must have scared this genius junior.

So he said: "Communicate! Communicate more!"

However, the two chatted happily.

After hanging up the phone about ten minutes later, Su Chen's palms were sweaty. I can only recite poems, not write poems, Professor Geng! I dare not accept this disciple casually.

The so-called communication.

I'm afraid I can only recite poems and get away with it. When it comes to serious research on ancient poetry and prose, I really can't even be called half-filled.

At the same time, Canghai, the editor-in-chief of Shanhai Publishing House, also received the documents.

"Fuck!!!" He instantly got goose bumps when he saw the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky.

His scalp was numb.

He stood up in a flash.

"Editor-in-chief Cang, what's wrong with you?" The girl next to him frowned slightly. Editor-in-chief Cang has been weird recently.

"Dad Su... Dad Su's poems! They've been sent." Canghai was a little incoherent, "Too amazing! So amazing that I can only describe it with 'wow'."

"Let me see." The girl stretched her head over, and then said "wow" like Canghai, and then stood up.

The reactions of the two attracted onlookers at the same time.

Then the whole editorial department of Shanhai Publishing House was filled with 'wow's'.

It really is: when the editorial department read the poems, everyone was shocked and said 'wow'!

"If this is put on the shelf as a collection of poems, it will sell like crazy?" someone exclaimed.

"Dad Su took my 'wow' in a second."

"Kneel down."

"Kneel down!"

The editors' scalps were numb.

"I'm afraid this poem needs to be appreciated by professionals... If we cooperate to make a book like this, it will be more readable." Canghai's mind raced, and then he immediately contacted Professor Geng Guiren. They were going to compile these poems into textbooks, and annotations and appreciation would definitely be indispensable. Canghai hoped to cooperate with them.

Geng Guiren agreed immediately after receiving the call.

As a result, the production and printing of Su Chen's poetry collection will be slightly delayed.

…

After Yida Group won the bid, Zheng Wancheng led his team to immediately plan the next step.

When to start construction, how to start construction, how to promote...

A series of tasks were determined and arranged one by one.

On the plane back to Kyoto, the whole team did not rest.

"Chairman, according to your request, if you want to make a promotional video, I think you also need a good quality promotional song, so that it can complement each other." Cai Yun said.

Zheng Wancheng nodded in agreement, "Then let's find a composer to write a song. Well, that Su Dad seems to be very popular recently. It happens that he is a friend of Mr. Andersen and probably has a deep understanding of this project. Let's ask him to write it."

"Find Su Dad? He is the composer, and the price may be..."

"Money is not the problem you need to consider." Zheng Wancheng was very domineering, "As long as the project is perfect and worthy of Mr. Andersen's trust, it doesn't matter if you spend a little more money."

"Yes."

After getting off the plane, Cai Yun immediately found Su Chen's phone number through personal connections and called him.

"Hello, Su Dad, I am Cai Yun from Yida Group." Cai Yun introduced himself briefly.

"Hello." Su Chen's tone was very flat.

"Andersen" had contacted Cai Yun before.

Why did she call me? I was confused, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this," Cai Yun told the matter of customizing the theme song, "Would you please help write a song?"

After going around in circles, Yida Group actually asked the shareholders of its subsidiary to write a song.

It's amazing.

He holds 45% of the shares, so of course he is willing to write songs for the project.

And there is a song that has been lingering in his mind.

Just take it out.

"Of course." Su Chen agreed happily.

"The fee..." Cai Jun asked cautiously.

"Andersen is my friend, you can just give whatever you want." Su Chen said.

It seems unreasonable not to charge money.

Then just charge a symbolic amount.

For Cai Jun, casual is a difficult problem. Just like a boy asks his girlfriend whether to eat hot pot or barbecue tonight, and she says casual... it's hard to deal with.

"Eight million?" Cai Jun thought for a while and quoted.

"How much?" Su Chen was almost choked.

Your subsidiary is still going through the registration process, and you just throw in five million? This company... Don't let me go bankrupt! I'm a shareholder!

"Is it less... Then, what about ten million?" Cai Jun thought the offer was too low.

Yida often finds Qu Die or Wu Lao to write various promotional songs. After some contact, Wu Lao usually starts with five million.

It is normal for a song to cost up to ten million.

I remember that the "Youwei" mobile phone asked Luo Qun, a poet who was one of the five masters, to write a brand song.

The bid reached 50 million!

It is still the song with the highest single creation fee in the songwriting industry.

In Cai Yun's heart, although Su Chen has not really become a master.

But he is not far away.

So the price is a master price as soon as she opens her mouth.

She was ready to say 10 million at the beginning, after all, this is a promotional song for a big project, but Su Chen said Andersen was his friend and gave it casually, so she said 2 million less.

10 million!

Why did you raise the price?

The company can't squander money like this, and these will be included in the cost in the future... Well, okay, although taking this money is a free pick for me.

But I can't live with my conscience.

Even the people in my own company are cheated...

After thinking for a while, he said: "One million."

"Ah??" Cai Yun was stunned on the spot.

Su Dad!

Everyone raised the price! Are you bargaining here? And the bargaining range...

Hearing Cai Jun's surprise, Su Chen said, in order to make everything more reasonable, "Just consider it as the friendship price I gave to Andersen."

"Thank you, Su Dad! Thank you, Su Dad!" Cai Jun thought, Andersen and Su Dad have a close relationship.

Now it's good.

With Andersen's fairy tales and creativity, Su Dad's promotional songs, and the chairman's arrogance! It's hard not to think that this project will be popular.

"When do you need it?" Su Chen asked.

"As soon as possible." Cai Jun said, "We are also creating the content of the promotional video. If we can get the promotional song, we can also make some adjustments in the content to match the song."

"Got it."

Su Chen hung up the phone.

Looking at the time, Su Xiaoxi is about to finish school.

Change shoes,

go out,

pick up my daughter...

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