Chapter 18

Meng Chen leaned lazily on the sofa with a smoke ring in his mouth. In his opinion, he came to Beidu with a guitar for money and the so-called dream. In fact, the ultimate goal of the dream is money. Since it's not a problem of money, it's not a problem.

He put out his cigarette butts in the ashtray and said in a loud voice, "as long as it's not a matter of money, it's not a matter. Come to work tomorrow and stop singing today. It's tempting for those people outside."

"Sorry, boss Meng, I can't do this job."

Hearing this sentence, Meng Chen almost jumped up from the sofa and stared round. He was fierce. The stare looked even worse. He pulled out another cigarette. "The young man has passed the village, but there is no shop. My old Meng's bar is one of the best in the north. My conditions are open, or you can think about it again."

"Really not." Han Mo is also very helpless, but there is really no way for his children.

Meng Chen is a smart man and very reasonable. He is angry. He doesn't like such a good opportunity. However, he can understand that everyone has his own difficulties. Sometimes he has to be. He didn't want to ask more. At this time, Han Mo had got up, and Meng Chen also stood up.

The atmosphere suddenly became very awkward. Meng Chen looked fierce and stood up like a wall.

Meng Chen smiled, held out his hand, took the initiative to shake hands with Han Mo and said, "young man, your" those flowers "can completely explode those popular shit and rotten songs. I remind you that you must register the copyright and don't be taken advantage of by those who have a heart. That's all I can say." Although it was a pity, he appreciated the young man and had a hunch that the young man could not be wrong in the future.

Han Mo politely responded to Meng Chen, thanked and prepared to leave.

Through the memory of the original owner, Han Mo has long learned that the world has a heavy awareness of copyright and there is not so much piracy. To be exact, there is no awareness of piracy. People also pursue genuine copies and will not download piracy. Meng Chen is kind-hearted. No piracy doesn't mean he won't steal the song, because since the song is original, if he doesn't register, he will perform first and others will hear it. It's unclear who registers.

Han Mo, who left the bar, looked back at the high brand max at the top of the bar. He might not find a higher salary than here when he left here, but there was no way. He always had to make a choice.

The warm wind in summer blew off the hair on his forehead, revealing a little sweat. Han Mo's mood was a little complicated. He couldn't see the little guy at night. He was really reluctant. Unconsciously, he walked in the direction of the child's kindergarten. He found that Han Mo didn't want to change his direction. As he continued to walk to the kindergarten, suddenly, the mobile phone rang.

Hanmo was delighted. Could it be that Shuya couldn't pick up the child temporarily? He quickly took out his mobile phone, looked down on the screen, and frowned. What flashed on the screen was not the familiar name, but a strange number. Han Mo's mobile phone had not received a strange phone for a long time. He instinctively associated the phone with a junk phone. He hesitated, and his finger slipped and connected.

Because the waiting was a little long, Wang Qian silently counted the beeps in her heart. Suddenly, the phone was connected, and she was at a loss, "you, Hello, I'm..." a few seconds later, Wang Xi introduced herself stumbling and didn't express anything, and suddenly her hands were empty.

"Hello, Han Mo? Hello, I'm Li Manli, the host of Apple station. " Li Manli rolled her eyes at Wang Qian. She was acute. She couldn't stand Wang Qian's hesitation. She grabbed the phone.

Han Mo was stunned, "hello."

After hearing the word "hello", there was no other voice on the phone. Li Manli knew that the other party was waiting for her to say the reason for calling. She didn't have much contact, but she was used to Han Mo's silence. She hooked her mouth to the phone and showed a beautiful radian, "this time you are disturbed because happy valley contacted our TV station, I hope you can sing where Dad is going. Of course, the price must be very beautiful. You can rest assured that you just don't know if you have time? "

Wang Qian clenched her fists with both hands behind Li Manli and clenched her back teeth. She hated her teeth itching. It was the phone number she found, and director Guo gave it to her. This kind of thing should have been done by her director assistant. Where did Li Manli come from, what identity and why to make this call? No, it wasn't a call, but robbed her mobile phone.

At the thought of this, Wang Qian was even more unconvinced, especially when she heard Li Manli, who was usually domineering and aloof

"You" call Han Mo, still so polite and pleasant, Wang Qian was upset and spat in her heart, "hypocritical."

Han Mo held his mouth. This thing came suddenly, but it was a great good thing. He really had no reason to refuse. Happy Valley's big pen had learned it when he bought this song. He didn't show an excited mood, but he was very happy. Because he had money, he just brushed a trace of loss for losing his bar job, and now he rekindled hope.

Li Manli waited for a moment and didn't hear the other party's answer. She tried to say, "Han Mo, are you still there?"

"Yes. I have time recently, anytime. " Han Mo certainly has time. Because he has no work, there is only time left. He hopes that this matter will be put on the agenda as soon as possible, because in the way of Happy Valley, he will have a good time making money. Money is always good in his hand.

Li Manli and Wang Qian don't know that Han Mo's life is difficult. In their thinking, Han Mo is very cold and low-key. Even if it's such a big thing to sell songs, they also have a calm expression. Before they call, they even worry that Han Mo may refuse. At the moment, Li Manli falls to the ground when she hears Han Mo's happy promise.

They agreed to go directly to the recording studio the next morning. Happy Valley will also send someone to talk with Han mo. The leadership of Happy Valley has a vigorous and resolute work style, and the time cost is higher than everything. It's obvious to make an appointment in the studio. Talk about money, talk about it, and record it immediately. I don't want to delay it for a moment.

Hanging up, Li Manli threw her mobile phone to Wang Qian. Her purplish lips caught up a happy arc. She turned and was ready to go without saying anything.

Wang Xi just pricked her ears and listened for a long time. She didn't hear what Han Mo at the other end of the phone said. She was worried. Li Manli hung up the phone and wanted to leave. She didn't agree.

She hurried to catch up, "how, how, did Han Mo promise?"

Li Manli rolled her trademark eyes. "Of course he will agree if I go out. If you estimate it, it will be suspended." She didn't stop talking and twisted her crotch.

Wang Qian heard the answer she wanted to know. She didn't follow. She stopped. She was happy. Her two fat hands waved in the air for a few times. At this time, she reflected the second half of Li Manli's sentence, "what is I?"

Han Mo on the other side put away his mobile phone and began to talk. Money is too important for him. It's really time for this job. He took a deep sigh of relief. At the moment, he had come to the door of the golden sun kindergarten. Because it was not outdoor time and there were no children on the playground, Han Mo stopped at the gate and thought of the little guy playing in a classroom in the building.