My Wife is Obviously a Queen But She is Too Virtuous

　　 "What did I do wrong?"

　　 Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, you mean, I shouldn't walk too close to Lin Yao?"

　　 Hong Sanshi shook his head, he drank another glass of wine, and then Xiao Le said:

　　 "You just said that Lin Yao's company bought you a song for 400,000 yuan?"

　　 Fang Xiaole nodded, seeing that something was wrong in Hong Sanshi’s expression, and quickly asked, "Brother Hong, is there any problem?"

　　 "You probably don't know anything about the entertainment industry. The price of a new song on the market is usually between tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands."

　　 Hong Sanshi himself is also a composer, and he is the same as Men Erqing for these, he knows how to say:

　　 "If the newcomer's works are about 20,000 to 30,000, or even as low as a few thousand, it may be as low as a few thousand. If the quality is good, it may be as high as seven or eighty thousand or more than one hundred thousand. It depends on the conscience of the company that buys the song.

　　 If it is a work of a well-known composer, it is almost 200,000, and if the quality is high, it is 400,000, and of course it is even higher, but this is rarely the case. "

　　 After listening to Hong Sanshi’s introduction, Fang Xiaole’s eyes widened: "Brother Hong, you mean... Lin Yao’s company bought my song at a high price that exceeded the market rules?"

　　 Hong Sanshi watched him not speak, Fang Xiaole suddenly realized: "No! No entertainment company is so kind, it's Lin Yao, it's the song she bought with money!"

　　 Hong Sanshi nodded: "I guess there are two situations. One is that Tianhai Company has produced a small part and Lin Yao has the big head, or...the four hundred thousand are all Lin Yao."

　　 Fang Xiaole fell into silence.

　　 Hong Sanshi persuaded: "You don't need to feel awkward. If the quality of your song is really good, the benefits to Lin Yao may be far more than this 400,000."

　　 Fang Xiaole raised his head and smiled: "Brother Hong, I am not the kind of person with excessive self-esteem, I just think..."

　　 He sighed: "It turns out that Lin Yao helped me so much quietly, but I didn't even notice it."

　　 "Also, have you ever wondered why Lin Yao was injured while recording the show, but she forcibly resisted and concealed everyone?"

　　 Hong Sanshi seemed to want to teach this "dumb" little brother a good lesson, and then said:

"Because you are the actual planner of the show, and she was injured indirectly by you. If this incident goes out, her fans will not let you go. Faced with the pressure of public opinion, Apple will probably choose to sacrifice you. Come to calm the anger."

　　 Fang Xiaole nodded slowly. After all, he had just entered the Apple Station, and he didn't know much about many twists and turns. After Hong Sanshi reminded him, he immediately understood.

　　 "That's why she doesn't want people to know that she was injured..."

　　 Fang Xiaole felt mixed, guilty, moved, and annoyed for being so insensitive to himself.

Hong Sanshi raised his head and patted Fang Xiaole on the shoulder: "You don't have to blame yourself. You sent two songs to Golin Yao to help her gather the songs she needs for the new album. From the perspective of interest, this is enough. Clearly what she has done to you."

　　 "Of course." Hong Sanshi smiled: "If she is purely interested in you, then she won't do so much for you."

　　 Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, are you comforting others? Why do I feel more uncomfortable?"

　　 "Hahaha, sorry!" Hong Sanshi smiled, apologized insincerely, and took the opportunity to have another drink.

　　 "It's so good to be young, you can ignore the gains and losses, and once you are attracted to it, you can be desperate, wow, I really want to be young again!"

　　 Fang Xiaole picked up the chopsticks and clamped a piece of belly, but his thoughts were a little confused, and it seemed that this crisp and delicious hot belly didn't seem so fragrant.

Hong Sanshi laughed for a while, and then recovered his seriousness: "Seriously, my brother has always looked at people very accurately. I think Lin Yao is a good girl, with a simple personality, traditional thinking, and the key is so beautiful. She is suitable to be a wife, I said. What do you think?"

　　 "Wife?"

　　 Fang Xiaole was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly:

　　 "I am poor and white now, and I don't even have the ability to buy a house in a big city. How dare I want to marry a wife?"

　　 "Cut, do you seem to sprinkle?" Hong Sanshi was speechless to this silly boy:

　　 "Lin Yao has been so popular only one year after her debut, and she will only become more and more popular in the future, and she will become richer and richer. If you marry her, isn't it a combination of wealth and wealth, and you're afraid you can't afford a house?"

Fang Xiaole shook his head: "If a relationship is all made by one party unilaterally, then the relationship will not go long. Lin Yao may indeed have a good impression of me now, but if I am only with her for money, The economy is all supported by her alone. After a long time, it will eventually be rejected by others."

　　 He took a sip of his drink and continued: "This is not the so-called'self-esteem' of a man, but being responsible for himself and for the lives of two people."

　　 Happiness!

　　 "Hahaha, not bad, not bad!"

　　 Hong Sanshi laughed and applauded: "I said that my old Hong never looks bad at people. Although your kid is a bit slow, he is upright in his work, not bad!"

　　 Fang Xiaole glared at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, were you testing me just now?"

　　 "Of course!" Hong Sanshi smiled and held up the wine glass: "I am standing at Xiaolin's side now. I want to be my mother's family, so naturally I have to help her check you off."

　　 Fang Xiaole: "......"

　　 "No kidding, really, Xiao Le, do you know why I just said you are doing this wrong?"

　　 Hong Sanshi finished the last glass, put aside the half of the bottle, and kept it for the next time. Then the other party Xiaole said with a stern face:

　　 "A girl who has paid so much for you, even if she didn't say it clearly, but her thoughts about you are already obvious. The question now is, what do you think?"

　　 is to continue to make her pay like this?

　　 Still proactively respond to her, the two will be together right away? "

　　 Fang Xiaole was silent for a moment, shook his head and said in a low voice: "I haven't thought about it yet."

　　 "Do you not want to think, or dare not to think?" Hong Sanshi hugged his arms and leaned on the back of the chair. Seeing Fang Xiaole could not speak, he smiled:

　　 "Others can't help you with this kind of thing, but I can give you some reminders: If you are with Lin Yao, you must be mentally prepared.

Lin Yao is very popular now, and her company definitely doesn't want her to fall in love. Even if she insists, your affairs can only be hidden underground, and even when they get married, they can only be hidden. The two people are separated all the year round because of work. The two places can only meet sneakily.

Or Lin Yao is willing to sacrifice her popularity for you and make your love affair public. The result may be worse. You will be torn to pieces by her fans, and you will suffer huge controversy and pressure. Your every move will be put in the spotlight. Next, your words and deeds will no longer be your own, and will even be used as a weapon for opponents to attack Lin Yao. "

　　 "You have actually thought about these, right?" Hong Sanshi asked word by word: "So, you dare not pierce that layer of window paper."

　　 Fang Xiaole looked at the wine bottle Hong Sanshi put aside, and he suddenly had an urge to drink.

　　 "Of course, these are all my guesses." Hong Sanshi smiled: "Maybe Xiaolin is just a good-hearted person, but in fact she doesn't mean that to you at all, it's just that you are being passionate about yourself, hahahaha!"

　　 "......"

　　 Fang Xiaole: "Fuck!"