Entertainment: Write songs with your life, the whole network begs me not to die

The car stopped at the hotel, and the doorman of the hotel immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for Lin Fan.

After getting off the car, the secretary led Lin Fan inside.

This hotel is very big, and the whole decoration is also resplendent and magnificent. It is easy to see the luxury and status of this hotel.

Lin Fan followed behind the secretary calmly, after all, he had seen even the most gorgeous things before.

The secretary in front of him secretly looked at Lin Fan, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

Lin Fan's calm posture almost blends in with the scene here but is out of place.

The combination of the two contradictions is somewhat confusing.

The secretary led Lin Fan to the box on Anfeng Road, opened the door, and the secretary walked aside to fix the door.

An Fenglu was already sitting in the main seat, looking at Lin Fan with a smile.

An Fenglu looked at Lin Fan unabashedly, he could tell that Lin Fan was definitely very young, unlike him, who was attractive and maintained, in his 30s who looked like 25 or 6, Lin Fan was really young.

After the steak was finished, Lin Fan wiped his mouth, and An Fenglu's voice came from next to his ear: "Mr. Lin, please come here this time, and I want to ask you something."

The secretary had no choice but to go back to the box. She felt that the atmosphere in the box was not very good. An Fenglu's complexion was very bad. The secretary asked cautiously: "President, what happened?"

But Lin Fan stood up, and he said, "I'm really sorry, Mr. An, I just want to make music right now, and I'm not interested in many things. If you want to cooperate with me through music, I welcome it. I still refuse you about the company, it's getting late, I have to go back, let's talk another day."

The secretary sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly tried to catch up with Lin Fan.

An Fenglu didn't want Lin Fan to give up such a good partner because of this seemingly insignificant reason.

None of the dishes can be seen to be carefully cooked by people, and they are full of color, fragrance and taste.

Lin Fan said, "I have no plans to start a public company at the moment."

He looked at Lin Fan curiously and asked, "I want to ask, what's the reason?"

An Fenglu already had a hunch that Lin Fan would reject him, but An Fenglu never thought that Lin Fan's rejection would be so straightforward.

After the food was served, the secretary retreated outside with the waiter, and closed the door by the way.

An Fenglu beckoned to the secretary, and the secretary rang the bell to serve the dishes knowingly.

Although Lin Fan said to cultivate a public boy group and cooperate with the club company to produce songs, he has no intention of starting a company.

At this moment, An Fenglu suddenly felt a little ashamed. He used to think that this was a good opportunity for Lin Fan, but now it seems that he doesn't need this opportunity at all.

XO's popular songs were all written by Lin Fan, and this new song is also the same.

Lin Fan also picked up the knife and fork, nodded to Anfeng Road, then skillfully cut and ate the beef.

While Anfeng Road was looking at Lin Fan, Lin Fan was also looking at Anfeng Road without any trace.

It is not difficult to get a taxi here, there are several parked at the door, Lin Fan got into the taxi and reported the address of the hotel.

Lin Fan's words made An Fenglu react. He frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief: "Mr. Lin, what do you mean, you gave up starting a company with me just to compose music?"

Looking at the appearance of Anfeng Road, Lin Fan could probably see what he was thinking. Lin Fan sighed and said, "Mr. An, my main job is to be a composer."

"Mr. An, do you know what my main identity is?" Lin Fan did not respond to An Fenglu's words, but asked him back.

An Fenglu waved his hand, he took a few deep breaths, with a weird expression on his face: "This Lin Fan is really a weirdo."

During the serving process, Lin Fan and An Fenglu did not say a word to each other, and there was no other sound in the whole scene except the sound of serving food.

His main responsibility is to write songs, and then open a public company, I am afraid that his time for song writing will be greatly reduced.

An Fenglu's businessman temperament cannot be concealed no matter what, but at the same time, he still has the oppressive force of a perennial superior.

Lin Fan pushed the door open, the secretary outside looked at Lin Fan curiously, Lin Fan nodded slightly to the secretary, and then left the restaurant.

Not long after, the waiters lined up to serve the food.

An Fenglu tapped the other hand with one finger, which is his unique habit when negotiating: "Mr. Lin, I want to cooperate with your company to open a public utility company."

"Mr. Lin, think again, anyone can compose music, but if we cooperate to start a company, the benefits will be unlimited."

If such an ability persists, it will become world famous in itself.

During the whole process of cutting and eating, Lin Fan did it very elegantly, and even had a pleasing feeling.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. An, I'm afraid I can't promise you this."

When the secretary chased him out, Lin Fan had already left.

Lin Fan didn't speak, just looked at Anfeng Road.

An Fenglu directly stated his purpose without the slightest hesitation.

What's more, there are so many strong generals in Lin Fan's company, no matter which single is taken out, they are all very capable.

Hearing Anfenglu's evaluation, the secretary handed over the investigated Lin Fan's information to Anfenglu.

Lin Fan looked at Anfeng Road, and saw him smiling at him, Lin Fan said, "But it's okay to say."

Steaks were placed in front of the two of them, and Anfeng Road Knife and Fork said, "Mr. Lin, please."

And An Fenglu obviously couldn't accept Lin Fan's idea, he even found it unbelievable, after all, starting a public company is a thousand times better than being a composer.

An Fenglu was slightly taken aback, what identity could Lin Fan have?Shouldn't it be the same as him?

From Anfenglu's point of view, Lin Fan is the same as him, the one in the sky is the one who is at the top, and he is born to live at the top.

Lin Fan unhurriedly sat on the opposite side of Anfeng Road and looked at him.

After finishing speaking, Lin Fan turned around and left without looking at Anfeng Road's unhappy face.

An Fenglu smiled at Lin Fan and nodded.

Obviously, Lin Fan's statement can't make An Fenglu's way at all, he said: "You have already cultivated a public boy group, I think if we cooperate, there can be many such appearances."

Lin Fan nodded slightly and explained: "I need enough time to create."

When he saw so many achievements in the songs written by Lin Fan on Anfeng Road, he was a little silent. If this is the case, then it is not surprising that Lin Fan would reject him.

The two looked at each other for a while, An Fenglu chuckled and said, "It's a talent."

Because Lin Fan himself is an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Anfeng Lu heaved a long sigh, this idea is impossible to succeed at all.

An Fenglu suddenly understood that he had failed this time, and this long-lost feeling of failure surrounded him. He didn't like it, but it wasn't disgusting, it was just a strange feeling.

An Fenglu sighed, then took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Fan an apology message.

An Fenglu: Mr. Lin, I was too arrogant before, I understand what you mean, if I want to say that I want to collaborate with you on a song, do you think it is okay?