Chapter 24

Meng Si stood at the door of Max bar for a long time

"Mr. Meng, why are you standing at the door? Our boss is inside." The bar manager had long seen Meng Si walking around the door, but he didn't go in. He had no choice but to come out and make a round.

The friends around them knew that Meng Si and Meng Chen were close brothers. The two had a very good relationship. They had a dispute over some problems. Later, they became fighting cocks. They quarreled when they met. No one would let anyone. They made a lot of trouble every time, and the people around them were embarrassed. Finally, they didn't meet at all.

Meng Si, the manager of the bar, also knew him. He thought that it was really a little difficult to go in like this. Someone came out to meet him, which made his face much more comfortable.

Meng Si coughed softly, provoked Liu Hai'er who thought he was handsome enough to explode, one hand on his waist and one hand fanned on the side of his face, "Hey, I'm just passing by. Since you invited me so warmly, I'll try my best to go in and have a look. Don't leave me more. I'm busy."

The manager smiled awkwardly, "yes, yes, come in and have a look, and we'll shine."

Walking through the bar are all kinds of people in the society, which can make business prosper and customers satisfied. The bar manager must be the human spirit of the human spirit and can speak very well. Regardless of what he thinks in his heart, he must say people very comfortable on the surface.

Meng Si walked into the bar with a VIP stand. He was too familiar here. When Meng Chen opened the bar, he helped his brother decorate. After busy, Meng Si waved his hand and said, "you go and be busy. I'll walk around by myself."

The manager of the bar was so happy that he was worried about how to find an excuse to slip away. Now the other party took the initiative to say that he didn't run with oil under his feet. He smiled on his face, "then I'll be busy. Mr. Meng, turn around by yourself."

Meng Si said softly, "go and be busy."

As soon as the manager left, Meng Si hurried towards the bar stage. The bar was a little big and couldn't see it at the door. Previous musicians usually sat at the bar near the stage to rest. He walked quickly and swept around the stage. There was no one.

"Where are the people?" Meng Si inserted his waist, frowned and said to himself.

"Why is there such a big God in my little temple?" Meng Chen's rough and crazy voice suddenly came out from behind and startled Meng Si.

"Oh, my God, you want to scare me to death. Walking silently, you are a cat. " Meng Si put his hand on his heart and patted it gently. He rolled his eyes at Meng Chen.

Meng Chen stopped talking and looked down at Meng Si with a quick expression.

"Oh, come on, stop talking nonsense. I'm here to see you today." Meng Si did have something to find Meng Chen. He couldn't hold it too much, so he took the initiative to soften his tone.

"If you have something to say, don't stand outside. Don't make a fool of yourself." Meng Chen's voice was loud and thick. He ran into his brother at random. Then he went deep into the corridor.

"You!" Meng Si angrily pointed at Meng Chen's back and shouted, "you're ugly. Your whole family is ugly." As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly found that he and Meng Chen were also a family. This was a little inappropriate. He scolded himself, closed his mouth, swallowed what he didn't say, and reluctantly walked in the direction of Meng Chen.

When they entered the rehearsal room, they both put on an expression of great dislike for each other. Today, they didn't pinch it immediately. It was entirely because Meng thought wanted someone from Meng Chen, so they slightly suppressed their arrogance.

It's strange to say that if they were not familiar people, they would never think they were brothers. Meng Chen is 1.86 meters tall and weighs 200 kilograms. However, Meng Si's official information is 1.75 meters. In fact, he only has 1.69 meters. The rest are all due to shoes and hair. They weigh more than 100 kilograms. They walk side by side and have a full sense of disobedience.

When he was a child, the conditions at home were poor. Meng Si took care of his brother in everything. He was a little famous, so he helped his brother open this bar. He knew that his brother liked music. There was such a bar that he could live and have time to play music with his friends, but Meng Chen liked rock and roll and had to make a living. Meng Chen was an agent, He knows what kind of artist is likely to be popular and what kind of hope is slim. If it's someone else, he can give it a try, but his own brother, he hopes Meng Chen can live a stable life and don't end up with nothing for his so-called dream.

The two people also had differences for this reason. After a fierce quarrel, they broke up unhappily and never contacted again. Even when they met, they began to ridicule each other and the fierce war of words ended.

At that time, they were both young. With the passage of time, they gradually grew older. In fact, what they remembered in their hearts was not differences, but mutual concern and concern. However, both of them were stubborn, and neither of them was soft. They cared about each other in their hearts. They still kept the style of fighting each other.

"Come on, what's up?" Meng Chen sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. He put one hand on the back of the sofa at will. Smoke rings spit out from his mouth. In an instant, the room is full of smoke.

Meng Si disliked covering his nose and fanning the smoke in front of the fan. "I've told you many times that smoking is harmful to health."

Meng Chen sneered, "how many times have I told you to come out without a bib."

Mencius looked down at his chest and stared round his eyes. "I am a flower collar, you woodlouse."

This time Meng Chen did not continue to run on his brother and laughed. He liked to see Meng Si angry when he was run on by himself.

"Well, I'll get down to business." Meng Si rolled his eyes. "I want you to sign someone."

"There are few people you have signed from me these years." Although Meng Chen is incompatible with his brother, he will not hinder the development of singers in the bar. He will support anyone Meng Si company likes.

Meng Si didn't want to talk more nonsense. He directly took out his mobile phone, found the video and handed it to Meng Chen, "I want this man. I can't see his face clearly, but you should know the song sung in your bar."

Meng Chen put out the cigarette butts in the ashtray and took over the mobile phone. The video was playing. After listening to a prelude, he smiled and shook his head. "You're late. This man didn't sing here. I was rejected."

"What?" Meng Si sat up in disbelief. "There are still people who don't want to sing here. No bar owner in the north is richer than you."

"Yes, maybe he has other reasons. The young man is very good. It's a pity." Meng Chen also felt sorry.

Meng Si heaved a long sigh and frowned. He didn't expect that he was not here. He thought for a moment, "did you leave a phone or address?"

"No, after a few words, they felt inappropriate and left."

Meng Si was silent, no phone, no address, where to find the vast crowd, after a short silence.

"You have surveillance here. Show me." Although I can't find anyone in a short time, I always have to look at this person. The video effect is too poor to see his appearance at all.

Meng Chen was stunned. "Yes, wait a minute."

After a while, the manager pulled out the surveillance video in the corridor.

"It's him!" Meng Si pointed to the screen and shouted, almost jumping up. No wonder I always feel that the young people who play and sing in the video look familiar. It turns out that they are stylists who cut their hair.

Originally, Meng Si wanted to find the person in the video. He was a good seedling both in singing and talent. This time, seeing his appearance and the favorable impression left during the last haircut, Meng Si silently decided in his heart that he must find this person anyway. As long as he didn't leave Beidu, there would be no one he couldn't find.

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Han Mo's video is wildly spread on the Internet, but he doesn't know it at all. He's only busy with his own business. The publication of frog prince has been properly contacted. Han Mo has no requirements. He just asks not to use his real name, but to use the pseudonym of "Royal Horse Knight". Other things were left to Wang Lei. Wang Lei was really a pragmatic person. He didn't disappoint Han Mo and won him a very rich copyright contract.

Wang Yuanchang also said earnestly that he hoped that he could use his spare time to create several picture books suitable for children to read. Wang Lei speaks politely, using his leisure time, but Han Mo knows that he has leisure time all day.

When Han Mo got home, he began to conceive the content of his next picture book. In his original world, there were too many stories that children liked, but he wanted to choose a story that was suitable for children and would attract parents to buy.

The ringing of the phone interrupted Han Mo's thinking. Han Mo glanced at the name on the mobile phone screen and connected the phone, "hello."