Chapter 162

Chen Ran didn't expect stars music to come.

His songs have always been taken out through Zhang Fanzhi. Maybe someone knows that there is such a person as Zhang Fanzhi after understanding his three songs, but he has no contact information at all. It's useless just to understand.

Did Tao Lin give it?

Chen Ran thought just turned, and feel impossible, Tao Lin this person is very smart, can't take the initiative to expose him.

Then I thought of Chen Ran's phone call to the bar owner last night, and I understood it.

The bar owner knew Zhang Fanzhi and must have known the people of Fanxing. The rest of her life is her studio's agent. It's not difficult for Fanxing to notice these.

Chen Ran shakes his head. He thinks Chen Yao's boss wants him to write a song. Unexpectedly, he asks for a number for Fanxing company.

"Hello, what can I do for manager Qi?" Chen Ran asked.

Qilian Feng said: "Mr. Chen Ran should know that Xiyun is a member of our company. The songs you wrote are also released by our company. The quality of the songs is very good. Every capital is very classic. Everyone in the company is astonished by Mr. Chen Ran. If you want to know Mr. Chen Ran, it would be better to cooperate further."

Qilian wind comes straight to the point and doesn't cover it up.

The three songs Chen Ran wrote to Zhang Fanzhi are very popular. Needless to say, their company's musicians praise Chen Ran very highly. Even another song "the rest of my life" is popular all over the Internet recently. It's better to deal with such people directly, or at least show sincerity.

He thought very well, but Chen Ran was ungrateful and refused: "sorry, manager Qi, I'm busy with my work and I don't have time for the moment."

Qilianfeng was a little stunned. How could he refuse? He said, "if you are busy, Mr. Chen Ran, we can take time to talk about it in detail. We will never delay your work."

However, Chen Ran did not give him many opportunities, politely refused and hung up.

Qilianfeng, who had been hung up, was a little confused. Looking at the mobile phone returning to the dialing interface, he didn't recover for a moment.

What a man!

If you don't write songs to be famous, you have to sell them, right?

They really come here with sincerity now. Ordinary musicians must be very willing to deal with each other. At least they have to look at the price and conditions first. They are the first to refuse Chen Ran's crisp refusal without any hesitation.

Is it really the same as what Tao Lin said that Chen Ran never thought of entering this circle?

Qilianfeng couldn't figure it out for a long time, but he didn't see such a person. After a while, he called Zhao heting and asked, "is this number Chen Ran's?"

Zhao heting nodded and said, "although I haven't called, I'm sure I'm Chen Ran who wrote songs!"

He did a lot of research. After seeing the studio where the rest of his life was released, he found Chen Yao's boss. After knowing the information about Chen Yao, he determined that Chen Ran was the one who wrote songs for Zhang Fanzhi. Then he asked Chen Yao's boss for help and asked for a phone call.

It's very important to have contacts in their business. Zhao heting's contacts are very good. Chen Yao's boss has accepted his favor before, so he is willing to help.

After Zhao heting got the phone, instead of contacting Chen Ran privately, he gave Chen Ran's number to the company and asked manager Qi to contact him first.

Seeing manager Qi frowning, Zhao heting asked: "manager, is the number not through?"

Qilianfeng said: "the fight is open, but there did not talk about a few words to hang up."

Zhao heting said: "don't you think our company's price is bad? If all the songs he can write are of the same quality, the price can be negotiated! "

"You think I'm so short-sighted and I'm offering a low price?" Qilianfeng glanced at Zhao heting and said, "I didn't talk about it. I even refused to meet him. What's the price?"

"It shouldn't be." Zhao heting didn't figure it out. He didn't want to send money to the door. He hesitated and said, "is it Tao Lin's ghost?"

Qilianfeng didn't want to talk to Zhao heting. He waved him out first, but he was thinking about how to let Chen Ran come to their starry music.

In fact, the most direct thing is to offer a high price. The key is that Chen Ran doesn't want to talk about pasta, and the price can't be reached.

……

After Chen Ran hung up, he thought about calling Zhang Fanzhi.

Because it's about stars, he doesn't shy away from Tao Lin, even if he is received by Tao Lin.

It's really Tao Lin who answers the phone. Now Zhang Fanzhi is taking part in a music program recording to make a list of new songs.

She saw Chen Ran, so that her brows all jumped. Good guy, she used to contact secretly, but now she calls so recklessly?

Tao Lin answered the phone and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, what can I do for you?"

In fact, she's very good at talking to people and ghosts.

Chen Ran was slightly stunned and said, "sister Lin, it's just you. Just now the manager of Qilian wind of stars called me. I'll let you know."

Tao Lin's heart clattered a, stars how to find Chen Ran, shouldn't ah, he didn't say, Zhang Fanzhi certainly won't say, where to find Chen Ran?

Chen Ran knows what Tao Lin is thinking. Although she is utilitarian, she has always been for Zhang Fanzhi. Last time, she had a conflict with the company for Zhang Fanzhi. There was no malice, so she said that she didn't agree to Fanxing company, so she didn't have this idea for the time being.

This let Tao Lin a sigh of relief, after hanging up the phone, she frowned to want how to deal with the company.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally feel that it's best to pretend that I don't know. The company has contacted Chen Ran. The next thing is not what she can control, but what she can see is Chen Ran's attitude.

……

The new issue of "Zhou zhouxiu" is playing, because of the things on the microblog, the audience rating has dropped a lot.

It broke out just two days before the broadcast of this issue. Now "amazing world" is back to the top