The man who turned the times

Chapter 69 Take Your Time To Think About It

In the room, just as Su Yang got dressed, he found his mother walking in with a serious face.

"Mom." Su Yang called out.

"It's already time, why haven't you gone to class yet?" Su Ma said coldly.

With a sluggish face, Su Yang rubbed his chest and coughed twice: "Ahem, Mom, I'm a little tired, I'm weak, I don't feel well, I don't want to go to class today."

When Su's mother heard this, her expression changed, and she quickly asked concerned: "Did you catch a cold?"

"Well, probably."

"You kid, why don't you tell me when you're sick, wait, I'll get you medicine."

"No need, Mom, I just ate." Su Yang hurriedly stopped him, he was not sick, he was just pretending.

"Then you have a good rest, have you asked the teacher for leave?"

"Please."

"That's fine, lie on the bed and sleep for a while, try to cover yourself and sweat, sweating faster."

"Ah."

Su's mother nagged for 2 minutes and told him to do a lot of things before leaving.

As soon as his mother left, Su Yang breathed out slightly, and within half a minute, his sister came in again.

"Why are you here again, looking for smoke?" Su Yang gave her a blank look.

"You're just looking for it, don't mention what happened just now, or I'll turn against you!" Su Weiwei glared at him angrily.

"If you are not afraid of losing face, you can turn your face." Su Yang said with a half-smile.

Su Weiwei was choked up for a moment, her chubby chest heaved and heaved: "I'm your sister, can't you let me order, you always argue with me, eh..."

Su Yang snorted, "You need to figure out the order. Should I argue with you first, or should you scare me with the snake first?"

"Uh..." My sister stopped whining, and looked a little embarrassed.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she muttered in a low voice: "Stingy, I was just joking with you."

"All right, all right, don't mention the previous things." Su Yang waved his hand, and said, "By the way, what are you going to do when you come to my room?"

"Oh, I have something to tell you."

Su Weiwei straightened her face and said, "Last night, Guan Qingning's manager found my phone number from somewhere, and called me to ask if you have any new songs, and wanted to make an appointment with you."

"Guan Qingning?"

"Yes."

Su Yang frowned and said, "Then what did you tell her?"

Su Weiwei limped slightly, took two steps forward, and leaned against the computer desk with her slender waist: "I don't like Guan Qingning very much, and you said that she wanted to blackmail me before, so I didn't reply, saying that I don't know."

"Well, you did the right thing." Su Yang said, "The next time you encounter something like this, you can do Tai Chi with them. Don't reply to anyone. Tell me if you can't solve it."

"Oh, I know." Su Weiwei curled her lips and said, "Then do you have a new song?"

Su Yang said: "Yes."

"There's a new song!" Su Weiwei's eyes lit up, she rubbed her hands, bit her moist lips, and looked at him expectantly.

Su Yang glanced at her: "Don't think about it there, the water will flow for a long time, "Little Dimple" hasn't been digested yet, and it's useless to give you a new song now, after the heat of the first two songs is over , give it to you again."

"Okay." My sister thought about it for the same reason, "Then I'll go back to the house."

"Hey, wait."

"what?"

Su Yang hesitated for a while, and said, "Well, about spanking your butt this morning..."

"You still mention it, bastard, I won't talk to you anymore!" Su Weiwei said angrily, then turned and left Su Yang's room without looking back.

Su Yang: ...

Feeling helpless, Su Yang smiled wryly, and murmured: "I have no other intentions, I just want to apologize."

This Su Weiwei is too sensitive, he didn't even finish his sentence, and he just ran away with half of it, really.

After sorting out his mood, Su Yang went out to the bathroom, washed up, and then returned to the house.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Su Yang took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar local number. He thought it was a scammer, so he hung up the phone.

But within a few seconds, the call came again.

"Probably not a liar." Su Yang muttered, pressed the answer button, and put the phone to his ear.

Generally, fraudulent calls, after being hung up, rarely make a second call.

Two seconds later, I heard a woman's voice from the other side of the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Ayang?"

"Who are you?" Su Yang was a little surprised by the other party's name, but only his parents and sister would call him A Yang.

Obviously, Su Yang didn't have the slightest impression of the other person's voice in his memory, a stranger.

The other side hurriedly said: "Let me introduce myself, I am Guan Qingning's manager, my surname is Liu, we met before in Luo Yue's recording studio, remember?"

"Oh, it's you." When she mentioned this, Su Yang knew who she was.

Su Weiwei told him about it just now.

Su Yang said in a neutral tone, "Ms. Liu, is there anything you can do on the phone?"

"There is one thing that is inconvenient to say if you don't know."

"Since you are ready to speak, let's speak directly." Su Yang said.

Sister Liu said: "It's like this. Our family, Ningning, admires Mr. Ayang's talent in music very much. I want to ask you to make an appointment for a few songs. I wonder if you have any new works recently?"

"New work? Yes." Su Yang said.

He does have a few songs of good quality now, but he wants to sing them to Guan Qingning?

He could clearly remember that Guan Qingning's Weibo at that time was to discredit Su Weiwei.

My stupid and cute cheap sister has a negative EQ. If Su Yang bullies her by himself, just like just now, and cleans her up, then there is no problem.

But outsiders want to bully her, that's not allowed.

"Yes! That's great." Sister Liu said pleasantly, "Mr. Ayang, I don't know if you plan to sell your new work?"

Su Yang said leisurely: "My songs are not easy to sell."

"Don't worry, as long as the quality of the work is good, we are willing to pay a high price to buy it!"

"High price?"

"Yes, high price!"

"How high is it? Is there 200 million yuan for a song?" Su Yang asked in a lightly playful tone with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"200 million..."

Sister Liu was obviously stunned, and after pondering for two seconds, she laughed dryly: "You are just joking, 200 million, how is it possible."

"do not have it?"

"This... the lyrics of a song in the industry are only a few hundred thousand, and if you add a good song, it will not exceed 50."

Sister Liu expressed her opinion, and then smiled wryly: "But you want 200 million, which is a bit ridiculously expensive."

"You get what you pay for, do you want it?" Su Yang said.

"...Let's think about it."

"That's fine, you guys think about it slowly, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yang's lips traced a mocking arc.

You tried to bully Su Weiwei by beating around the bush before, but now you still want to get a song from him?
It's fine, you can ask for songs, Su Yang is not a pedantic person, 200 million songs, just take it.

As long as Sister Liu and Guan Qingning can afford the price, Su Yang will sell it.

If you can't afford it, then I'm sorry.

On the other side of the phone, after Sister Liu finished passing, she looked at Guan Qingning who was standing not far away, and shook her head.

"Can't you?" Guan Qingning frowned and asked.

Sister Liu showed a bitter smile: "It's fine, but he wants 200 million for a song."

"How much?" Guan Qingning was startled, eyes widening.

"200 million!"

"Steal someone, this is it." Guan Qingning laughed angrily, "For a top musician in the industry, a song with lyrics and music is only 50 million, but he wants 200 million. This person...is crazy about money?" .”

Sister Liu hesitated for a moment, then said: "Ning Ning, it's about your popularity and future development, as well as the number of places for this year's concert, if the quality of his works is as high as "Confession Balloon", in fact, 200 million is not enough. It cannot be considered."

"Sister Liu, I think you are crazy too."

Sister Liu sighed: "It seems that you don't think about it."

Guan Qingning said angrily: "Two million songs? No matter what kind of song it is, you don't know, Sister Liu, how much is "Lover in Dream"? It costs 200 yuan including lyrics and music."

"Then forget it."

"Forget it, I can get to this point, not just relying on a few songs."

Guan Qingning felt a little annoyed, "I don't believe that without his songs, I would still starve to death? 200 million, go to hell..."

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(End of this chapter)