Chapter 158

It was the first time that Wang Qian lay in such a relaxed position on the plane. In fact, she didn't really fall asleep. She just wanted to lie down and seize the time to enjoy every minute in first class.

Until the plane stopped, she heard the voice of others walking around and the voice of the beautiful stewardess talking. Even the last second was enjoyed. She had to get off the plane. Wang Xi closed her goggles, picked up her luggage, looked back at her first-class position in her life, and reluctantly walked out of the plane.

Zhang Youcheng and Fang Xiaoping sat in the business car waiting for them.

Zhang Youcheng suddenly remembered the song he had just heard on the plane and turned to Fang Xiaoping, "have you ever heard" just once? "

Fang Xiaoping was stunned when asked, thought about it and repeated, "just once"? No. "

"What about boast?" Zhang Youcheng asked again.

Fang Xiaoping shook his head, "there's nothing."

Zhang Youcheng did not speak again, but his mind was full of the two songs he had just heard.

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Sichen media building

Meng Si put down the phone and smiled, "the people from Guangdong and Hong Kong are coming again."

Little Pang Xie was stunned. The artists in Guangdong and Hong Kong didn't have much contact with them. His fat head kept running, searching for people who might be related, but he still got nothing and looked at the boss blankly.

Meng Si smashed his mouth, "Zhang Youcheng."

Xiao Pang's eyes were stunned. Some time ago, Zhang Youcheng's agent came out of the office with great popularity. He still remembered that he came again this time.

"Didn't you turn down their invitation last time?" Xiao Pang asked puzzled.

Meng Si smiled, sipped his coffee and shook his head meaningfully. "Yes, I refused. The agent took himself too seriously."

Xiao Pang probably knows the context. Before Fang Xiaoping came to invite songs, his attitude towards Meng Si was like that of a big coffee from Guangdong and Hong Kong and a small music producer in Beidu. He put himself in a high position and hated having to give money to others to write songs for him. Xiao Pang saw many such people, even if it was someone else, but this time he invited Han Mo, who was an idol, Who can bear it. "I refuse this time," he said with his mouth tilted

"This time, Zhang Youcheng also came." If it's still the agent, Meng Si doesn't even bother to meet and directly sends Xiao Pang to refuse. As long as this guy has something to do with Han Mo, it's like beating chicken blood. He can't afford to lose money, but others Zhang Youcheng personally invites songs from Guangdong and Hong Kong. Face still needs to be given, and meeting can't be avoided.

Meng Si continued, "they asked me to meet at the restaurant of Baiyun Building. You go with me."

"Now?" Xiao Pang looked at the time.

"Yes, now."

Zhang Youcheng and Fang Xiaoping just arrived at the hotel where they stayed. According to Fang Xiaoping's arrangement, they rested for one night first and then met Meng si the next day. However, Zhang Youcheng didn't want to delay. The purpose of going to Beidu was to invite songs, so Fang Xiaoping asked Meng Si to meet that day.

The two were sitting in the VIP room of the restaurant. Fang Xiaoping didn't understand why Zhang Youcheng was so relaxed about inviting songs. According to Zhang Youcheng's status, well-known songwriters in Guangdong and Hong Kong lined up to write songs for him. In Fang Xiaoping's heart, there was no need to go all the way to Beidu to invite songs. He was still like a songwriter who hadn't even heard of his name.

Fang Xiaoping looked at his watch discontentedly, "not yet. Is there a sense of time?"

"It hasn't been long since we made an appointment. It takes time to come here." Zhang Youcheng said.

"I really don't understand why I have to ask them for songs." Fang Xiaoping really doesn't understand why Zhang Youcheng is so persistent with the author of "really love you".

Zhang Youcheng is very kind and has no star shelf. He has cooperated with Fang Xiaoping for more than ten years. He is like an old friend. He sighed softly, "you don't understand, my feeling can't be wrong. Trust me."

Fang Xiaoping said helplessly, "of course I believe you. I don't believe them. Last time you didn't see sichen media..."

"What's the matter with our sichen media?" Meng Si just walked to the door and asked directly when he heard Fang Xiaoping's words.

Fang Xiaoping closed his mouth in embarrassment, his face stiffened, and stood up with Zhang Youcheng.

Zhang Youcheng took the initiative to get up and shake hands with Meng Si. He was very modest.

Meng Si also met with Zhang Youcheng in private for the first time. He had seen Zhang Youcheng face-to-face on collective occasions with many people before. His impression of Zhang Youcheng was neither good nor bad.

Zhang Youcheng thought Meng Si would come with the songwriter he wanted to invite. At the moment, he was a little disappointed, but he said politely, "it's a pity that Mr. Han didn't come with Mr. Meng."

Meng Si didn't want to ask Han Mo to come. To tell the truth, he didn't want Han Mo to write songs for Zhang Youcheng, because Fang Xiaoping's attitude was too bad last time, but Meng Si had a much better impression of the heavenly king when he saw Zhang Youcheng himself this time.

"Han Mo is very busy. He still has work to do. I usually do it for him to meet and talk about cooperation." Mengsi made a round.

Fang Xiaoping was chased away by Meng Si last time. He didn't swallow his breath. He saw that Meng Si brought only an assistant this time, not even Han mo. it was obvious that he had no sincerity and came again.

He said to himself, "how busy can a songwriter who hasn't even heard of his name." But on the surface, he smiled at Meng Si, "I didn't expect that the artists of sichen media are so busy. It seems that the market of Beidu is really large." Then he smiled again.

Zhang Youcheng glanced at Fang Xiaoping and frowned slightly. Although he felt sorry that he didn't see Han Mo, he didn't want to be unhappy. He quickly said, "I didn't expect your company to have such talents. The Cantonese song is very well written. I was very moved after listening to the song" really love you ". I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Han. "

Meng Si didn't speak. He smiled, pinched his orchid finger and picked up the tea cup.

Fang Xiaoping rolled his eyes, pressed the fire and said, "but Mr. Han is not a big man in the industry and has no representative work. Although he doesn't know how long he has been in the industry, he can only be regarded as a newcomer here, and the price can't be too high." He just wanted Meng Si to know not to be too proud. We have come on our own initiative to look up to you and want to raise the price.

Little pangxie was so angry that he wanted to throw his mobile phone on Fang Xiaoping's head, but he tried to control his expression so that he wouldn't be seen by the other party as having the impulse to beat him violently.

Meng Si was not offended by Fang Xiaoping's words at all. He continued to drink tea with a smile and praised from time to time.

Fang Xiaoping was even more angry when he looked at Meng Si's indifferent state.

Talking about cooperation is actually a negotiation. Whoever takes the initiative will win. This is a battlefield without gunsmoke. It seems bland, but there is a mystery behind it. Zhang Youcheng wants to get Han Mo's song. Fang Xiaoping wants to bargain. Meng Si doesn't want them to succeed. At this time, only Xiao Pang is a bystander.

Suddenly a beautiful melody sounded, accompanied by a low magnetic male voice.

Xiao Pang quickly turned off the bell. Usually, when he came out with Meng Si, he would adjust his mobile phone to vibrate. This time, he came in and saw Fang Xiaoping's pull sample patronizing him. He was unhappy and forgot to adjust it.

The bell rang a little suddenly, and everyone's eyes were briefly attracted by him. Meng Si didn't care. He glanced away, and Fang Xiaoping glanced contemptuously at Xiao Pang.

Only Zhang Youcheng stared at Xiao Pang, because he was too familiar with the song. Although he had only heard it twice before this time, he would never be wrong.