Wu Yurong sat down next to Wu Chen, and said to herself, "The air conditioner over there is so cold."
She is making up for herself.
Song Xuan didn't ask her why she was standing next to Wu Chen at all, but she found a reason for herself, making Song Xuan think that she was actually going to change positions just now, because she felt that the air conditioner was blowing on the opposite side. cold.
Song Xuan still didn't pay attention to what she said.
Actually, that scene has already passed, so Song Xuan couldn't think about it.
Wu Yurong was too scared in her heart, so she took the initiative to seek compensation.
"...Senior, can I give An Menglan your phone number?" Song Xuan had already mentioned this to Wu Chen. Before Wu Chen could answer, her extremely beautiful face became a little pitiful again. Xi's expression, "Senior, please, don't refuse, okay? We are together, right?"
She cares too much.
She was afraid that Wu Chen would not agree, so that An Menglan would not be able to take down Wu Chen, a popular amateur singer, to sign her Song Xuan's mind, fearing that it would also change because of this.
After all, the songs were written by Wu Chen.
It's not that Song Xuan thinks that Wu Chen doesn't want to be a big star and make a lot of money, but...not necessarily want to sign with An Menglan's company.
An Menglan is a female singer, and most of the newcomers she trains are female singers.
"You can give her my mobile phone number." Wu Chen thought for a while and smiled at Song Xuan, "But... I have no plans to debut."
"Not going out?" Song Xuan was taken aback.
I couldn't understand Wu Chen's mind.
"Senior, don't you want to make money?" Song Xuan asked Wu Chen.
"I think, but...I can't make money by writing songs?" Wu Chen laughed.
"Then your debut is...isn't it more profitable? Could it be that...your girlfriend won't let you..." Song Xuan's tone was wrong. Because of Wu Yurong's presence, she didn't say the word "rich woman", it would be very hurtful Wu Chen's face.
"Xuanxuan, do you have to discuss with me about signing the company?" Wu Yurong suddenly spoke, her tone was still gentle and sweet, but her eyes were looking at her daughter very seriously.
"Mom..." Seeing Wu Yurong, Song Xuan felt a little dizzy.
Wu Yurong is a person with a great contrast between the inside and the outside. Her tenderness is usually only an appearance. She is a woman called "Black Widow".
Song Xuan knows her mother too well.
I didn't dare to screw with my mother.
"Mom...Mom..." Song Xuan called out twice, and her tone became more and more coquettish. As soon as she reached out, she grabbed her mother Wu Yurong's hand and begged, "Just let me sign it, I promise, it won't affect my studies, I will If you don't participate in activities, just make music seriously, it won't affect too much time... Mom... I beg you..."
In the end, she seemed a little bit cute.
This is a normal state where a daughter acts coquettishly and begs her mother.
"Doesn't affect your studies?" Wu Yurong asked earnestly.
"Hmm, I promise, it won't affect it at all." Song Xuan nodded hurriedly.
"Aren't you going to be out?" Wu Yurong asked again.
"It doesn't count... Debut." Song Xuan said.
"Can that person sign you?" Wu Yurong asked rhetorically.
"Mom! You don't understand, An Menglan is purely for music, so I'll be fine. Besides, our family's conditions are not bad, we can talk to her, I'm not trying to make money..." Song Xuan Shaking his mother's hand gently.
Either way.
Song Xuan is confident in signing any music company. Even if she doesn't really debut, she can't bring more benefits to the company, and at most she can bring a share of the song revenue. Signing a company is a matter of minutes.
Her confidence is built on her own family background.
For a clothing giant like Senlan Group, which company is reluctant to establish a relationship with the capital and contacts it represents?
Therefore, the issue of signing the company is not other, but whether Wu Yurong agrees.
"... She said she would like to meet and talk with me. Mom, if you are worried, you can also talk with her, okay..."
"Okay... But, I want to participate in the whole process, and I have to know the details." Wu Yurong reluctantly agreed.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you all watch!" Song Xuan said, stood up, leaned over again, kissed Wu Yurong on the cheek, and then said, "I love you, mom, I'll fight phone call..."
Song Xuan walked out quickly.
When she went out to make a phone call, she didn't call her face to face, because there were some things she couldn't tell An Menglan in front of her mother.
The private room door closed again.
Wu Chen glanced at his watch, then smiled and took another sip of his coffee.
Wu Yurong glanced at Wu Chen wrongly.
She is not thinking about her daughter's singing now, but is still thinking about Wu Chen... Is it a prophet?
"My face is blooming? Why are you looking at me?" Wu Chen put down the coffee cup and smiled at Wu Yurong.
"What color am I wearing today?" Wu Yurong asked directly and softly, trying Wu Chen.
Chapter 0263 Let me go!
"Test me?" Wu Chen looked at Wu Yurong and asked.
"That's right." Wu Yurong nodded, it was Wu Chen's examination, whether he really knew all about it.
Wu Chen smiled, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, then he stretched out his hand, his fingers hooked the top of Wu Yurong's skirt, opened it a little, and glanced in.
"White." Wu Chen said with a smile, and let go of his hand.
Wu Yurong asked him to guess, but he looked directly at it.
"Let's guess... it's necrotic." Wu Yurong lightly tapped Wu Chen on the shoulder and said angrily.
"Why guess? It's not like I can't see it." Wu Chen laughed.
Wu Yurong felt that Wu Chen seemed to be hiding something on purpose and didn't want to reveal it, so he used this method to resolve his own problems.
"Then you...you haven't answered me yet, how do you know that I will come with Xuanxuan?" She asked Wu Chen directly again.
"Guess." Wu Chen said with a smile.
The more Wu Chen is like this, the more deeply Wu Yurong doubts, does Wu Chen have any special abilities that a "strange person" should have? She had already thought that Wu Chen was a strange person before, and now it was even more so.
Wu Yurong thought about it for a while, then turned her head to look at the door, and turned around again. She leaned closer to Wu Chen, hooked Wu Chen's arm, and said softly and sweetly, "Husband, can you tell me?"
The voice is low.
Coquettish.
At her age...actually acting like a spoiled child is not against harmony, because she used to score 10 points, and she still looks young now!
"What do you want me to tell you?" Wu Chen asked Wu Yurong with a smile, turning his head to look at her.
"Just tell me..." Wu Yurong wanted to say, but suddenly stopped, and then said, "Forget it."
Suddenly he stopped asking.
If this matter were replaced by a little girl, she would definitely have to get to the bottom of it. She couldn't help being curious and wanted to find out. Wu Yurong's mental thinking is naturally not comparable to a little girl.
She understood that Wu Chen didn't want to say that if he asked too many questions, it would only lead to boredom.
Why do you have to know?
As long as you understand in your heart that Wu Chen is different, that's fine!
"Did Li Ruobing go home with you yesterday?" Wu Yurong asked Wu Chen again, and she took the initiative to change the subject.
"Hmm." Wu Chen nodded.
"You... how many times?" Wu Yurong asked again, still looking gentle and sweet.
After a few minutes.
There were footsteps outside the door, and then the door opened. It was Song Xuan who came back from the phone call.
Wu Chen and Wu Yurong patted and sat, both holding coffee cups, naturally chatting.
"Senior, An Menglan said that she wants to meet and talk with me. She also wants to see you. She might call you..." Song Xuan was still very happy and excited. The situation will be clarified soon.
To put it simply, it has not been negotiated yet, and we need to have a face-to-face interview.
Song Xuan talked about her family situation and her mother's opinion, and An Menglan said that she was willing to come to Donghai to meet Song Xuan, mainly because she had to meet Wu Yurong.
An Menglan also wants to see Wu Chen, and may call Wu Chen in advance.
However, she didn't say when she would come to Donghai and when she would call Wu Chen.
uncertain.
"Senior, why aren't you excited at all? What's the matter?" Song Xuan asked Wu Chen again, she felt that Wu Chen's emotions were too dull, "An Menglan is coming to see you, she wants to talk to Wu Chen. Aren't you happy to talk in person?"
"Well, I'm happy." Wu Chen said with a smile, very perfunctory.
"I really don't understand you..." Song Xuan pouted slightly, because An Menglan was her idol and she liked it very much, but Wu Chen didn't seem to have any feelings for An Menglan.
Naturally, she would never have thought that Wu Chen once slept with An Menglan.
"I read the contract... no problem..." Wu Chen took the initiative to speak again.
Finally got back to business.
Wu Chen and Song Xuan signed a revenue sharing contract. In terms of terms, this is a part of Wu Chen's lyrics and composition commission. It can be said to be a perverted high share!
After signing the contract and chatting for a while, the three finally went downstairs to say goodbye.
Around three forty in the afternoon.
Wu Chen drove a Lamborghini and hit the road again.
The car drove fast.
Wu Chen squeezed the time.
Twenty minutes later.
Xicheng District, Donghai City, Bailiu Street, Liuan Apartment.
This is a relatively early high-rise apartment building built in Donghai. It was built at the end of the last century and has a history of more than 20 years. The apartment building is surrounded by old office buildings and residential buildings. The population density of this place is very high, and the renters are very many.
Wu Chen parked the car on the street downstairs, approached the apartment building directly, and took the elevator upstairs.
No one cares.
The elevator is very old, there are cigarette butts on the ground, and there are various small advertising stickers on the wall.
Going out of the elevator and entering the corridor on the eighth floor is also a dirty feeling. It is a long corridor with very dim light. There is a door for residents not far from each other. There are printed phone numbers all over the walls on both sides, and the locks are professionally unlocked. Many, there are also various stickers, posters and small advertisements.
Basically, all the people who live here are rented, long-term or short-term rentals are fine, and they can be rented for one day.
Wu Chen walked south, and soon came to the door of room 819. This is the place where Lao Dao's subordinates rented. Jiang Chuan is also locked here, because the management here is very poor, there are mixed dragons and snakes, and everyone comes in and out. Yes, although there are many people, it is safer!
Everyone who lives here understands one truth - don't meddle in your own business!
dong dong dong!
Wu Chen knocked on the door.
There was no answer in the house, but the sound of footsteps approaching quickly was vaguely heard, and the back door was opened with a crack, and the anti-theft chain was hung inside, and only one crack could be opened.
A short-haired man in his thirties who might only be 1.6 meters tall and looked very thin, glanced out the crack of the door.
When he saw Wu Chen, he immediately recognized Wu Chen, turned his head and said, "Come here."
While speaking, he closed the door, took off the anti-theft chain, and then opened the door completely.
Wu Chen put one hand in his trousers pocket and walked in.
"Mr. Wu." The skinny man stepped aside and greeted Wu Chen very politely.
"Mr. Wu."
"Hello, Mr. Wu."
There were also two men on the sofa in the living room, a strong man with a strong back and a fair-faced man with glasses. When they saw Wu Chen come in, they all stood up and greeted Wu Chen with a little respect.
They are all the confidants of Lao Dao.
They haven't seen Wu Chen before, and they didn't come to Donghai with Lao Dao to do business, but because Wu Chen agreed with Lao Dao today, they will come to see Jiang Chuan at this time, so... they naturally saw Wu Chen. The photos were taken, Lao Dao must have warned them.