Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Seeing Meimei entering the courtyard gate, Yu Dongqing turned the car and drove towards home.

In memory, the original relationship between Yu Dongqing and his father-in-law was not very good. The most important thing was that when Mingrui married Yu Dongqing, his father strongly opposed it, and Mingrui insisted on marrying her.

Because Yu Dongqing has been in the entertainment industry for several years and is still unknown. In addition, his hometown is in a mountainous countryside and his family background is poor, so Mingrui's father Ming Hanwen doesn't look down on him at all.

You should know that Mingrui's father, Ming Hanwen, is a professor in the Chinese Department of Yanda, and the beautiful mother he found later is a middle school music teacher, a typical scholarly family.

After getting married, Yu Dongqing and Mingrui would rather rent a house outside than live in their courtyard home. They rarely move around except for necessary visits during holidays.

After Yu Tongtong was born, Ming Hanwen, his grandfather, liked his precious granddaughter very much. The relationship between the two families improved, but with Mingrui's death, the relationship deteriorated sharply.

Although Ming Hanwen happily picked up and dropped off Yu Tongtong every day, the reason he sent Yu Tongtong to Yu Dongqing's side on weekends was because of Ming Mingming.

He didn't want to see Yu Dongqing.

Yu Dongqing is also stubborn. When Ming Hanwen celebrated his birthday last year, he even claimed that he was ill and did not go away!

But now Yu Dongqing is open-minded.

As the saying goes, "we should match each other", and the older generation has its own ideas.

If it were Tongtong, would she be willing to marry a poor boy when she grew up?

There must be a big question mark!

What's more, if Yu Dongqing doesn't become a teacher after graduating from college and enter the entertainment industry, in the eyes of intellectuals like his father-in-law, that means he's not doing his job properly.

Just think carefully about what gift to give to your father-in-law.

Also, when I took Tongtong back to her hometown during the Chinese New Year, how could Yu Dongqing not be very close to her parents in this time and space?

Although I sent a lot of money back.

Human

Family and friendship are very important, and of course love.

But for love, let it happen.

Yu Dongqing spent Saturday happily with her daughter and took her to Happy Valley for a whole day. At noon on Sunday, Mingliang took her home and said it was her grandpa who thought about it.

The sun was shining brightly on Monday, and Yu Dongqing still got up on time, took the subway to the company with his briefcase, and continued his day's work.

Wipe the table, turn on the phone, make tea. Everything is in order.

After making a cup of steaming Longjing and taking a sip, Yu Dongqing opened FL Studio and heard someone chatting in a low voice in the studio next door.

"Hey, you know, right? Our company has a great guy who wrote a soundtrack for "Jianghu Inn" and instantly killed Fang Jinsong!"

"How did you know?"

"It came from the development department. I heard that Fang Jinsong's nose almost turned mad when he heard the news."

"Ouch. Who is so awesome? He made our production department so angry. This guy is always picky about our arrangers. Is he getting his comeuppance?"

Yu Dongqing smiled after hearing this.

Fang Jinsong is a bit arrogant, but he is definitely not as unworthy as they say. He just has higher requirements for the arrangement of the songs he writes in his daily work.

"Hey, Brother Yu, Sister Yun, did you hear their discussion?" Li Wei also came over to join in the fun: "Who do you think it could be?"

Luo Yun wore a one-step skirt today with a white shirt on top, and her breasts were even higher. When she heard Li Wei's words, she immediately became interested. She turned her head and looked at Yu Dongqing, who had a calm face, and asked with a heartbeat:

"Brother Yu, I remember that last Friday, you were busy for most of the day, and you kept it a secret from me. Could it be that you wrote it, right?"

Yu Dongqing didn't intend to hide anything. Anyway, everyone would know about it sooner or later, so he said: "I wrote a soundtrack and sent it to Wu Lan. I don't know what the result will be."

"No matter what, Brother Yu, I will support you!" Luo Yun said again.

"Thanks."

Just then the office door opened, and Xiong Zhenghai walked in: "Dongqing, Director Wu asked you to go to her office."

Yu Dongqing guessed that it was about Qu Qu, so he stood up and left the office.

"Holly, I listened to the song you wrote. It's very good."

Xiong Zhenghai, who usually had a straight face, rarely showed a smile on his face, and he patted his shoulder affectionately: "I've always been optimistic about you, do a good job!"

Yu Dongqing smiled and said nothing.

Just listen to what you have to say

He went up to the fourth floor and knocked on Wu Lan's office. Wu Lan personally poured him a cup of tea, and the two sat on the sofa opposite each other.

"Dongqing has a good news for you. After listening to the "Little Knife Club Overture" written by you, the editor of "Jianghu Inn" greatly appreciated it, and temporarily decided to add the clip of its soundtrack to the trailer of this movie for promotion! Tell me, you How could you write such a good song?" Wu Lan seemed a little excited.

"I said I saw this in a dream, do you believe it?" Yu Dongqing said with a smile. .

"Huh? Are you kidding? I won't ask this question." Wu Lanjiao smiled, her face straightening: "Let's get down to business, how about I transfer you to the artist development department to specialize in composing music scores?"

Yu Dongqing shook his head.

"I'm pretty good at arranging music in the production department. Maybe writing this song is just a flash in the pan."

"Look what you said."

Wu Lan saw that Yu Dongqing was like this and didn't insist. In fact, she was worried that it would be a big shame if Yu Dongqing said it herself.

"Hey, Wu Lan, let's be practical. How should I deal with the copyright of my song "Knife Club Overture"?" Yu Dongqing asked.

According to current legal policies, Yu Dongqing wrote this piece of music as a job creation, which is divided into general job works and special job works. The copyright of the former belongs to the author, and the copyright of the latter belongs to the company.

How to divide it specifically is very complicated in actual judgment and application. It generally depends on the agreement signed by both parties.

Hearing this, Wu Lan's expression suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Dongqing, listen to me. I know it is not easy for you to create. But according to the agreement you signed when you joined the company, all the copyrights of your work works belong to the company. Of course, the company will reward you! I have asked Mr. Tan for instructions and decided to give you the highest possible reward. Reward: 50,000 yuan!”

Want to buy out the famous "Knife Club Overture" for 50,000?

It’s so ugly to eat!

Yu Dongqing sneered in her heart.

However, this cannot be blamed on Wu Lan. The original Yu Dongqing did sign a similar agreement with the company.

We can't blame Yu Dongqing for being stupid. Except for a few relatively outstanding songwriters like Fang Jinsong who signed the copyright ownership agreement, everyone else in the company is the same as Yu Dongqing!

"But don't worry, Dongqing. I have suggested to Mr. Tan that you modify your contract and turn it into a general job creation. You will own the copyright and you can participate in the song revenue sharing."

Wu Lan quickly added.

"Wu Lan, are you fooling me?" Yu Dongqing asked half jokingly and half seriously.

"How could it be? You and I are schoolmates and friends for many years. Don't you know what kind of person I am?" Wu Lan was a little unhappy.

"I believe in your character, junior fellow student, but I don't really believe in Mr. Tan. Forget it, I'll just do as you say. This song will be regarded as your care for me in the past." Yu Dongqing stood up after speaking.

Previous care?

Wu Lan felt vaguely uneasy.

Shouldn't he resign?