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Chapter 237 Professor Lin, you can't favor one person over another!

Lin Mo: "Wait until you are free."

Cheng Meng nodded, not reluctantly.

Just come out of the office here.

Lin Mo's cell phone rang.

This is an unknown caller ID.

When Lin Mo picked it up, he heard a woman's voice from the opposite side.

Ouyang Yue: "Hello, Lin Mo, I'm Ouyang Yue."

When Lin Mo heard the name, he thought for a while before remembering it.

The other party is a piano professor at the Shanghai Music Academy, whom I met at a piano exchange meeting before.

Lin Mo: "Hello, Professor Ouyang."

Ouyang Yue smiled: "What's your name, professor, just call me Ouyang."

"And, speaking of it, Lin Mo, you are also an honorary professor of our Shanghai Music Academy."

Lin Mo felt a little helpless when he heard this: "It seems so."

Ouyang Yue: "What do you mean by as if, it is clearly so."

"I've already listened to your song "To Alice". It's a very good piece. The leaders of our Modu Conservatory of Music are also very optimistic about this piece."

"Is it convenient for you to send this score to me? I think this piece is very suitable for compilation into the teaching reference."

Lin Mo: "There is no problem with this, I will send it to you when I get back."

Ouyang Yue: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

"Also, when you are free, see if you can come to our school for a temporary class."

"After all, although you are the professor of Yangyin, you are also the professor of our Moyin. If you are both professors, you can't treat one more favorably than the other. You only teach their students and not our students, right?"

What Ouyang Yue said was well-founded.

Lin Mo: "Well... when I'm free, I'll definitely go there."

Ouyang Yue smiled: "Okay, then I will remember your words, but you have to be prepared."

Lin Mo was stunned: "Get ready? What are you ready for?"

Ouyang Yue: "You will know later."

Ouyang Yue hung up the phone.

The phone here just hung up.

then.

Lin Mo understood what Ouyang Yue said.

Because the next call has already come.

Shen Dongbo: "Hey, haha, Professor Lin, I'm Shen Dongbo from the East China Conservatory of Music, you are our professor at the East China Conservatory of Music, can you share the song "To Alice"?"

"You don't know, after I heard this song, I was so excited, this song is simply a masterpiece!"

"And about your public class at Yangyin, many teachers here watched the whole process, and they were all envious! The students in the school have been asking when you can come to give them a class! "

Lin Mo: "This, I will definitely arrange it when I have time!"

"Well, I'll send you the score of "To Alice" later, and you can send me your email address."

Shen Dongbo: "Okay, okay, haha, I can't wait to play it myself!"

Shen Dongbo's phone just hung up here.

then.

The phone rang again.

……

Lin Moyi connected several calls.

All come from various conservatories.

Without exception.

They also invited Lin Mo to give lectures and then asked for music scores.

speak up.

Many people outside now only know that Lin Mo is the honorary professor and piano teacher of Yang Yin.

But few people know that Lin Mo is also an honorary professor of several other conservatories.

Wait until all the calls are over.

After Lin Mo went back, he sorted out the scores and sent them all to the professors of the several conservatories.

After sending it out.

Lin Mo leaned back on the chair and stretched: "Why do I feel like I'm working for someone else for nothing?"

Lin Mo was helpless.

It's just that the professors of the few conservatories have given enough face and respect.

Lin Mo had no reason to refuse.

not to mention.

In all fairness.

Lin Mo also very much hopes that these songs in his hand can be liked and accepted by more people.

Finish this matter.

Lin Mo received another call from Zhao Dongqiang.

Zhao Dongqiang: "Old Lin, are you popular again today? Haidilao's business is exploding today!"

"I heard from them that you still play the piano now?"

Zhao Dongqiang's side was full of enthusiasm, and his tiredness and excitement could be heard from his voice.

Lin Mo smiled: "I just played it briefly, but I didn't expect it to be broadcast live."

"If you are too busy there, recruit more people. No matter what, take care of yourself and the health of the employees under your hands. Don't be too tired."

Zhao Dongqiang: "I understand, you can rest assured."

"You don't know, besides the many people who come to our restaurant to eat, there are also many people who come here to apply for the job."

"Oh, by the way, there is another thing. In the past few days, I can always see people staring at the door of the store. It seems that they are counting the flow of people in our store."

When Lin Mo heard this, he thought about it and understood: "I know, it doesn't matter, don't take it to heart."

"Anyway, work hard, as long as you work hard and seriously, even if you open a hot pot restaurant, you can open up new tricks."

Hang up Zhao Dongqiang's phone.

Lin Mo's cell phone rang again.

After today's public class.

Lin Mo is really busy.

Many people came here at once.

This can also be seen.

This time, the influence of the open class is still very large.

In fact, the most important thing in it, apart from the fact that the music is good enough, is the signature from Yangyin.

Lin Mo picked up the phone.

This time.

It was Manager Yun's voice that came over the phone.

But this time.

Manager Yun's voice lacked the arrogance he had when he was on the phone, but more humility and a smile.

Manager Yun: "Mr. Lin, hello, I'm bothering you again."

Lin Mo: "Well, do you still want to talk about the acquisition?"

"If yes, please hang up, I have no plans to sell the Haidilao brand right now."

Manager Yun was still a little unwilling: "Can't you really think about it?"

"I hope you can understand that our side is very sincere, and we have discussed it again, and we can give your Haidilao a higher valuation!"

"And the money given out is what you can earn back by selling hot pot for many, many years!"

Lin Mo: "Sorry, I don't think about it anymore, goodbye."

Lin Mo directly hung up the phone.

Manager Yun heard a blind tone from the phone, turned his head, looked at the man sitting there, a little uneasy: "He refused again."

The man was leaning on the chair. When he heard Manager Yun's words, he was silent for a moment, and then sneered: "Does he really think that he can make a comeback?"

"Rely on his piano music?"

"It's childish!"

(End of this chapter)