Debut After Eight Years

this is life

What a helpless sentence.

The process of life is the process of facing various helpless choices.

Li Qingyao stood at the same place, watching Wang Qian's leaving back, her mind was filled with the last smile just now, she suddenly felt a little pain in her heart, as if something was broken, and it seemed that something was pulled out of her body, making her I didn't have any strength in my body, so I sat down lightly, and was stunned for a while.

Liu Lihua helped Li Qingyao put away the agreement. She didn't pay attention to Li Qingyao's state, and hurriedly caught up with Wang Qian: "Wang Qian, wait. Are the two songs you sang just now sold? For Yaoyao's sake, we I can give you the highest price in the industry, the price of 500,000 new songs, and buy out all copyrights!"

Wang Qian frowned slightly, feeling somewhat disliked by Liu Lihua.

But he was also an old fritter in the entertainment industry in his previous life. Knowing that this is a competent manager, he can't blame the other party for anything, so he shook his head immediately: "It's impossible to have full copyright. If she wants to sing, just sing for her. Every time you sing Just pay me the copyright fee."

Now that you're divorced, let's do business. I can sing songs for you, but the copyright fee should not be less.

After speaking, Wang Qian looked back at Li Qingyao again, and then left.

Walking to the front desk, Wang Qian was ready to pay the bill.

The waiter showed an apologetic smile: "Sir, wait a moment, our boss has something to do with you and wants to talk to you."

Wang Qian asked suspiciously: "Your boss? What are you talking about with me?"

A middle-aged man came out from behind, with a thin figure and elegant face, wearing a Tang suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He extended his hand to Wang Qian and said, "I'm the boss here. My name is Zhou Xuehua. My friends call me Huazi. My friends call me Huazi. I want to talk to you about something, but I don't know how to address it?"

Wang Qian nodded: "My name is Wang Qian."

"please!"

Zhou Xuehua extended his hand to invite again sincerely.

The other party invited such an invitation, Wang Qian also gave face, did not refuse, and walked together to a small box at the back.

Zhou Xuehua personally brought a cup of tea to Wang Qian: "You're taking the liberty to replace wine with tea. I'll punish myself with a cup."

With that said, Zhou Xuehua drank a cup by himself first.

Wang Qian also drank a cup of tea in a hurry, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhou, there is no need to do this. You can tell me directly if you want anything from me."

Zhou Xuehua nodded: "Okay, then I'll just say it straight. Mr. Wang said he would never come to my place again, so I won't talk about inviting you to sing here. I think I might not be able to invite you either." Such a talented person. This is the flower money that Mr. Wang got for singing just now."

Zhou Xuehua put a thick wad of money on the table in front of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian didn't refuse, after all, he got it in exchange for singing, so he deserved it.

However, he knew that the other party definitely didn't come to him because of this, so he glanced at the stack of money and asked, "Mr. Zhou didn't come to me just to send this money, did he?"

Zhou Xuehua smiled awkwardly, then nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes! There is one more thing. I want to buy the singing copyright and trademark rights of Mr. Wang's two songs just now. I want to change the name of my bar to Ordinary road, I wonder if we can discuss it?"

Wang Qian did not reject this either.

If it's business, we can talk about it.

As long as it's not the kind of cooperation aimed at defrauding himself, he can sit down and have a good talk with the other party.

"sure!"

Wang Qian nodded in agreement.

Zhou Xuehua was overjoyed. He was afraid that Wang Qian would be the kind of conservative and paranoid literary youth who valued his own works extremely important. If he didn't let others use them, and wouldn't talk to you about how much money he had, then there would be nothing wrong.

Now it seems that Wang Qian is not pretending to be a paranoid literary youth.

"That's great. I like these two songs very much. I will offer you a price first. The minimum price is 100,000. If you are not satisfied, we can discuss it later. Best, let's find time tomorrow to talk in detail, and you can bring yours too. The lawyer I know, let’s sign the agreement after we talk about it.”

Zhou Xuehua smiled and offered his own suggestion.

Just for the right to perform live in a bar, 100,000 yuan is already not low, but if you add in the trademark rights, it is actually not too high.

Wang Qian did not agree on the spot, and agreed to talk about it next time: "This is the best, professional enough. Let's talk about it next time."

Zhou Xuehua smiled and said, "Okay, can you leave a contact information?"

Wang Qian left his phone number to the other party, took the stack of money, and took a few out of it to put down: "Boss Zhou, this is my consumption for today, don't refuse."

After speaking, Wang Qian said goodbye and walked out of the music bar.

Zhou Xuehua looked at the money on the table, smiled and shook his head.

At the entrance of the bar, just as Wang Qian came out, a red car stopped in front of Wang Qian.

The car window on the driver's seat was lowered, revealing a young and beautiful face with light makeup. It was the young woman who asked for Wang Qian's contact information in the music bar just now.

"Hee hee, is this the kind of fate you said?"

The young woman leaned on the car window and looked at Wang Qian with a smile.

Wang Qian put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile: "Fate is not a deliberate meeting, my name is Wang Qian."

The woman reached out to shake Wang Qian's hand, and said with a playful smile, "My name is Qin Xuerong. May I have the honor to take you home, sir?"

Wang Qian also smiled and shrugged: "It's my honor!"

boarding.

The car left the music steadily.

Li Qingyao and Liu Lihua came out from the door.

Li Qingyao's expression was complicated, and Liu Lihua said disdainfully: "You see, this is a man! Hmph. I just signed with you, and when I turned around, I hooked up with someone else. Seeing that he is so proficient, it must not be the first time. You I haven't seen him much for several years, and I don't know how many times he has cheated in marriage."

"For such a man, early divorce is the most correct choice. He is not worthy of you at all!"

Li Qingyao recalled the memories of herself and Wang Qian in her mind, and shook her head slightly: "He is not such a person."

Liu Lihua hates iron but not steel: "You have seen it with your own eyes, but still don't believe it? Yaoyao..."

Li Qingyao immediately quickened her pace and walked towards her parking space: "Stop talking, he's divorced, and now he is free to do whatever he wants, and you and I have nothing to do with it. Sister Liu, I want to rest for two days. You put The announcements for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow have been pushed for me."

Liu Lihua was shocked: "Yaoyao, don't be impulsive. Tomorrow is a big brand's event day. We agreed to attend one month in advance. They have made advance arrangements and notices. There are already many people in your fan support group Here to cheer you on. The day after tomorrow there will be a recording of a first-line variety show..."

Li Qingyao's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and she sighed, feeling a little involuntary.

Although outsiders looked at her glamorously, and regarded her as the queen of heaven, the burden on her body was extremely heavy, like falling into a spider web, tightly entangled, the more she struggled, the tighter the entanglement, unable to break free.

What Wang Qian said in her ear sounded in her heart - this is life!

"Then, I'm going to rest for half a day."

Li Qingyao took second place.

Liu Lihua saw that Li Qingyao was in a bad mood, and thought for a while: "Okay, I'll help you arrange it. But it's only half a day at most. If you want to rest, I can arrange a few days for you to rest at the end of the month."

Li Qingyao was wearing a mask, her eyes were tired and she didn't want to speak.

The two got into the car and left here quickly.