reborn my golden age

It is true that as Liu Feifei thought, Zhang Yuan thought of so many things, but the only thing he thought of was reciprocity.

"It's just a matter of copying homework, and I bought a cup of milk tea. This is too generous."

Seeing Zhang Yuan drinking milk tea at his seat, the other singles turned around to avoid eating air dog food.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yuan sent a text message to Liu Feifei: "Thank you for the milk tea."

Soon, Liu Feifei's text message came back: "Then you should come to the classroom early tomorrow."

After replying to the text message, Liu Feifei finally felt a little more at ease: "Wenwen, you have to keep it a secret!"

Ma Wenwen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Don't worry! I'm a participant and I will definitely keep it confidential."

Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan got up and went directly to the classroom with his friends. They always chose the time between classes to go to the second cafeteria to eat a bowl of noodles for breakfast.

Not long after, the abb group came over. When they saw Zhang Yuan, Liu Feifei took them and sat in front of Zhang Yuan.

Taking out the book from her bag, Liu Feifei turned around and said, "I didn't tell you last night that I copied Wenwen's homework after I went back."

This way, Zhang Yuan felt a little disappointed for no reason.

After one class, Zhang Yuan and the other six people all ran to the second cafeteria to eat noodles. Liu Feifei calculated the time and felt that it was too hasty. She was no better than the boys and could still run quickly.

At noon, Liu Feifei saw Wu Xue again on the road.

After returning, she had new ideas.

According to Ma Wenwen, Zhang Yuan and Wu Xue have a very good relationship, but they have no idea about each other. It would also be a help to improve the relationship with Wu Xue.

At two o'clock on Friday afternoon, Zhang Yuan sent the sample to Chen Cheng's mailbox.

He didn't know what Chen Cheng was doing at this time, but he thought that as long as he didn't get off work, he would have a chance to see it.

Chen Cheng didn't get off work, but he was already thinking about how to spend the weekend.

My son is clamoring to go to the aquarium to see dolphins. It would be nice to take him there and then go to a farmhouse or something.

But the mailbox in the lower right corner prompted a new email. When I opened it, I found it was from Zhang Yuan.

"Hello, Brother Chen, let's see how the song goes. The demo is attached. Zhang Yuan."

After seeing the news, Chen Cheng perked up and clicked on it to see Zhang Yuan holding a guitar and playing and singing.

"I will play Chopin's nocturne for you to commemorate my dead love..."

After holding his chin and listening for a while, a few words popped out of Chen Cheng's mouth: "It's a bit interesting."

Then with a click of the mouse, the email was forwarded to Nanfang and Chen Yue, and they began to promote it.

After sending it, Chen Cheng felt that it was not safe, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Nanfang.

"Mr. Nan, the demo of the new song has arrived. What do you think of it? I think it's very good. It's eclectic, unconventional, and very modern and popular."

On the other end of the phone, Nanfang just said, "I'll take a look first and then talk."

After watching Zhang Yuan's demo, Nanfang also felt a little unsure. Although pop music has been booming in mainland China for many years, he couldn't guarantee that his vision would be accurate.

For a song like this, he couldn't get it right.

He was even more unsure if it was written by a student from Jianghai University.

This is a person who has not been tested by the market, but there are many songs that no one wanted when they first came out, and then they became popular after being missed - this has happened many times in recent years.

After thinking about it, Nan conveniently called Chen Yue: "Chen Cheng sent you a sample. Please take a look at it first and give me your opinion."

The singer's opinion is very important. If Chen Yue doesn't want to sing, then Nanfang has decided not to do it.

At this time, Chen Cheng was a little nervous, as it related to whether he could get back the 40,000 yuan he had paid in advance.

"Why is it so stuffy in the office? Is it going to rain?"

Chen Cheng walked to the terrace outside, lit a cigarette, and started smoking slowly, while his mind was spinning rapidly.

Just now he was too anxious, thinking about how to promote the song, but now with the help of nicotine, he began to think about it.

This song is indeed good and has potential. If the company doesn't want it, he plans to.

After calculating my own money, I thought it would not be a problem to buy this song, but I was afraid that the previous 40,000 yuan would really be wasted, so I had to be mentally prepared first.

Seeing that the cigarette had reached the butt, Chen Cheng put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and blew the cold wind, trying to calm himself down.

Forty thousand yuan is just forty thousand yuan, and nothing is worth it! This year, with the song "Ugly", I can be considered a successful investment. How can people just think about making money without paying for it? These four

Ten thousand yuan has brought him real benefits, and it is worth the money.

After returning to the office, Chen Cheng began to worry about gains and losses again.

Outside, Chen Yue pushed open the door and came in. He smiled and said hello to the people in the office, then entered Nanfang's office and came out not long after. Then he smiled at Chen Cheng and left.

Watching Chen Yue leave, Chen Cheng had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, Nanfang waved to him at the door of the office: "Xiao Chen, come to me."

After entering, Nanfang said: "Chen Yue came over just now. She thought about it and decided not to want this song."

Chen Cheng's mind was buzzing with the thought of his own 40,000 yuan!

However, the boss still had to reply, and he also had to make a final effort: "Boss, this song is actually quite good. Do you want to recommend it to other singers in the company?"

This Nanfang did not refuse: "You can do whatever you want, but whoever wants it will pay for it. This is a song that Chen Yue rejected, and the company will not buy it."

Chen Cheng sighed in his heart, but tried to keep himself calm: "Okay, boss, I'll listen to you." Brother, it's not that I don't want to help, but I really tried hard this time, so you have to be mentally prepared.

After coming out of Nanfang's office, Chen Cheng still didn't feel relieved. He returned to his office in a depressed mood.

Opening his mailbox, Chen Cheng began to reply to Zhang Yuan.

"Brother, I'm sorry, we won't want your song this time."

After sending the email, Chen Cheng thought for a moment and called Zhang Yuan. It was better to notify him of this kind of thing as soon as possible. If the transaction is not done in a righteous way, he might still need to cooperate in the future.

When Zhang Yuan saw Chen Cheng calling over, he smiled proudly. It was indeed the work of the King of Heaven, invincible.

But after the call was connected, he couldn't believe what Chen Cheng said.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry this time. Our company can't have your song this time."

You guys have really high vision!

But Zhang Yuan didn't say this. After all, business cannot be done without mercy, and he also expected to cooperate in the future - this idea was the same as Chen Cheng's.

"Okay, Brother Chen. That's it. Let's find opportunities to cooperate in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng's mood began to slowly decline - forget it, let's just do it, take his son to the aquarium on the weekend and relax himself.

At this time, the office door rang.

"Come in!"

A young man a few years older than Zhang Yuan appeared.

"Oh, Xiao Lu, what's the matter?"

The visitor's name is Lu Ming, and he is also a singer under Dongxing Media, but the company's focus has not yet been on him - there are too many young people like him.

"Brother Chen, when Sister Chen Yue left just now, she mentioned it to me and said that there was a new song that she was not going to sing. Can you let me have a look? If possible, I would like to try it."

Chen Cheng smiled: "Okay! Come and take a look, but let me say it first. This song is not cheap, so you have to be mentally prepared."

Lu Ming smiled apologetically and said, "As long as the song is good, I'll admit it if it's not cheap."

Chen Cheng opened the demo recorded by Zhang Yuan. Lu Ming only read it once and said, "Brother Chen, I want this song."

"Xiao Lu, you didn't even ask the price, so you want it?"

Hearing Chen Cheng's words, Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Brother Chen, how much does this song cost?"

Chen Cheng leaned behind the office chair, changing the shape of his lower lip back and forth, and said after a while: "Chen Yue's last song, Ugly, cost 80,000 yuan. So I guess the starting price for this song is 80,000 yuan."

Lu Ming didn't expect it to be so expensive. According to his understanding, thirty or forty thousand is about the same.

But he really doesn't have much resources recently. 80,000 yuan, although it can't be said to kill him, is indeed beyond his affordability.

It's just that by some mistake, the remorseful words did not come out of Lu Ming's mouth, but another sentence: "Brother Chen, let me put it together."

"Okay, then I'll contact you first. Brother Chen won't reach out this time, just to do you a favor."

Chen Cheng no longer expected to get his 40,000 yuan back, but if Zhang Yuan's song became popular again, he would still be able to gain a wave of favors from Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was very grateful: "Thank you so much, Brother Chen."

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll let you know if I have news."

Lu Ming bowed slightly to Chen Cheng, then went outside and gently closed the door of Chen Cheng's office.

Chen Cheng picked up the phone and dialed. If he had known, he would have called Zhang Yuan later, but now he had to call back. This guy must have lost his temper again.

"Hey, brother Zhang, we are going to buy your song. I would like to ask, what is the price?"

Hearing Chen Cheng's words, Zhang Yuan felt very strange: "Brother Chen, I want to ask, why do you suddenly want it again? Are you kidding me? I will call you later and say you don't want it anymore."

Chen Cheng smacked his tongue and just said: "It was Chen Yue just now, the female singer who sang your song "Ugly", she didn't want it. But there is another male singer in our company, and he is interested in it. Brother, you

Look, is there any possibility for us to cooperate?"