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Chapter 53 I was suddenly robbed while drinking and chatting? (Seek to follow up)

Although, Lin Bai quickly got into Wu Wen's blue Bentley.

Don't talk about human relationship and talk about reality, Lin Bai calculated that Wu Wen's posture was not ready to give him a chance to refuse.

It's past eleven o'clock in the night, and Wu Wen, who didn't attend the Golden Melody Annual Meeting, ran over from nowhere to block him, and he learned that it was good or bad.

Even if it is more 'dangerous' for a man to go out at night, he can only 'pray' silently.

If it doesn't work, hurry up and seize the opportunity to call Aunt Wu a few more times, at least it won't be embarrassing, um...not embarrassing in various senses.

Although Wu Wen's face has always been exquisite, her figure is overhanging, and her eyes bear fruit, but Lin Bai has no idea.

Let's put it this way, the age difference of more than ten years is not the biggest problem, but the gap between the two people's current circle is too big.

Wu Wen has the capital to act recklessly, but Lin Bai does not.

In an extreme situation, Lin Bai had to decline or decline, otherwise he might cause huge troubles.

Of course, Lin Bai was just thinking wildly, he knew that Wu Wen had no interest in him at all.

Wu Wen took a moment to glance at Lin Bai, who was sitting upright in the co-pilot: "Why have you been in a daze since you got in the car, drunk?"

"Ah?" Lin Bai who was thinking about it suddenly came back to his senses, "No, I didn't drink much."

Wu Wen was slightly suspicious, and frowned slightly: "I really don't understand you young people, you will become strange after a while."

Lin Bai: "..."

He hastily glanced at Wu Wen from the corner of his eye, feeling guilty.

Who is such a young guy who will think about Aunt Wu and not Aunt Wu all day long~
Wu Wen suddenly asked: "Is this car too small?"

"It's not big." Lin Bai replied subconsciously.

Wu Wen: "..."

Fortunately, the journey was not far away, and within a few minutes, Bentley stopped in front of the teahouse where Lin Bai had visited in the afternoon.

As soon as Wu Wen got out of the car, someone from the restaurant immediately came out to greet her and called the boss.

It was still the private room by the window during the day, and it was still Wu Wen who made the tea herself, and it was still so leisurely.

Wu Wen picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Bai: "Drink the tea first."

Lin Bai nodded.

Wu Wen's behavior is very particular, no matter what to talk about next, Lin Bai can drink tea to calm down.

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After drinking a cup of tea, Wu Wen poured it for the two of them again, and then said: "Songle is a professional music studio, and it ranks among the top three Chinese music studios of the same type."

After briefly introducing Xia Songle, Wu Wen then said, "We hope to sign Mr. Lin's contract as a singer."

Hearing this, Lin Bai slowly pulled out a question mark: "?"

Wu Wen "blocked the door" this night, to sign his singer contract?
Although his comprehension ability is not strong enough now, the lyrics and music he produced are very good, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a gold medal songwriter.

There is another word for Wu Wen to grab the songwriter contract.

Singer contract?

Lin Bai thought about this, and asked back: "I remember Mr. Wu said before that Song Le didn't sign me because of insufficient resources."

Wu Wen said calmly: "You still insist on managing your body so far. Obviously, you have a lot of ambitions. Song Le couldn't sign you right away."

"Now Mr. Lin doesn't look like he's going to act, but he has shown a good vocal talent."

"Besides, what you signed with Xing Chen is not an artist contract. You are a genius in songwriting and vocal music..."

"I thought about it, I can do it faster than others tonight."

Lin Bai listened and gradually cleared up his thoughts: "So that's how it is!"

"Mr. Zhang also mentioned to me in the afternoon that we will meet again tomorrow. Do you have an idea?"

Wu Wen did not deny it, and replied calmly: "Yes."

"It's not a big secret that Mr. Chen Jia taught you your vocal skills. He has praised your vocal performance many times..."

"Both Zhang Xinyang and I want to see your performance on stage first, and other companies are also watching."

"Now your on-site typhoon is a little better than expected, understand?"

Now Lin Bai fully understood the motive behind it, looked at Wu Wen, and asked, "What if I don't have the idea of ​​becoming a singer?"

"Before I went to the Golden Melody Annual Meeting, I believe it." Wu Wen said casually, "Now your ambition does not allow you to have no ideas."

Lin Bai smiled, he didn't escape, and agreed: "Indeed."

Wu Wen was not surprised, and stated the facts: "It's hard for anyone to resist the experience of a singer winning an award at the Golden Melody Annual Meeting."

"Although he will take care of the songwriters behind the scenes, if it is not for lack of ability, Teacher Pei would like to try to be a singer."

Lin Bai took it for granted.

For example, Xiaofeng and the others succeeded in reaching the top. At that time, almost everyone in the circle in the audience had a feeling of longing.

Just like at the small reception just now, Lin Bai was the focus, but the real center was Xiaofeng and the others who had just become top singers!
However, Lin Bai was a little puzzled: "Xingchen taught me vocal music, won't I be sued if I sign with another company?"

Wu Wen shook her head: "Of course not, you and Xingchen are in an exchange of equal value, as long as you can produce six high-quality songs in three years."

"Even if all the contracts are breached, the compensation is only 1200 million, and you can afford it."

There's nothing wrong with that.

Xiaofeng didn't go out for a commercial performance last month, and Lin Bai's traffic share for the two songs "Maple" and "The Next Stop Diva" alone was 13.

The biggest income for singers is the general commercial income brought by songs.

After a short pause, Wu Wen said again: "If Teacher Lin is willing to sign the singer's contract with Songle, the signing fee will be 500 million."

500 million is not too much for Lin Bai now, he is very good at highlighting the key points: "Mr. Wu, is it convenient for you to talk about the terms first?"

Wu Wen said bluntly: "There is only one key clause, Teacher Lin needs to become a first-line singer within two years."

"It does not involve professional contracts with artists other than singers, and at least 3000 million resources will be used to help you become a first-line singer."

Lin Bai was a little puzzled: "What is the picture?"

"Money and fame."

"what?"

"Solle will take 20% of the income you generate as a singer."

"Only 20%?"

"It's quite a lot. The commercial value of a well-known first-line singer can at most exceed [-] million a year."

"Forty million in two years, at most 4000 million?"

"You are also famous. You are different from ordinary singers. Being a first-line singer has great market value for any company."

Lin Bai seems to understand but not understand.

"I really owe you!" As she spoke, Wu Wen took a sip of tea and said helplessly, "Have you heard of the term capital market?"

"The fame effect of artists under entertainment companies seems invisible, but it can be magnified many times when thrown in the capital market."

"Taking you as an example, if you become a first-line player within two years, the capital market value you will bring to Solle may be worth billions."

"Scrambling to sign you to Songle, I have the ability to let you benefit from this part of the potential commercial value, and you will not lose."

"understood?"

Facing Wu Wen's eyes, Lin Bai hesitated for a while, but still replied: "I seem to understand, but I don't understand."

Wu Wen took a deep breath: "My old lady is the boss of Songle now, do you understand?!"

"Understood, understood!" Lin Bai suddenly realized.

But soon.

Lin Bai looked at Wu Wen, and thought again and again: "Generally speaking, in business, two years in the front line, the time is tight and the task is heavy. Will Songle... make me work hard?"

Hearing this, Wu Wen narrowed her eyes suddenly: "You'd better think clearly before speaking."

She always felt that the meaning she heard was a bit strange, and an inexplicable picture of chasing people with a whip flashed before her eyes.

Lin Bai was a little apprehensively stared at by Wu Wen.

Wu Wen said nervously, "Okay, okay, you should think about it first."

Another sentence: "I don't understand anything!"

She was really disgusted, this young man was full of clear and stupid thoughts, and he didn't understand her interest at all.

After finishing speaking, Wu Wen got up first, then paused: "Friendly reminder, if you want to be a singer, don't think about acting in the past two years."

"You can sing well and find ways to hone your acting skills at the same time. You must be strong when you cross industries!"

"To be an actor, you have to be more amazing than the vocal ability you are showing now!"

Lin Bai quite agrees with this point of view now, nodding repeatedly.

Now he is changing from songwriting to musical vocal performances, and he will be taken seriously because he is a songwriter.

And from the music category to the drama category, if the initial performance is not amazing, there will probably be a word... look at Lin Bai's worthless appearance.

Walking out of the teahouse, Wu Wen pointed to a commercial vehicle that stopped at some unknown time: "Get in that vehicle, the driver will take you back to the hotel."

After speaking, Wu Wen turned around and opened the door of the Bentley, kicked the accelerator and drove away.

Lin Bai touched his nose subconsciously.

It doesn't look like being angry with him, and it doesn't make sense. It's a bit like disgust?

But... He just subconsciously replied that the car was not big on the way here, and now he changed to a commercial car?

Thinking in a mess, Lin Bai got into the car, and the driver started the car slowly, only then did he notice that the phone in his pocket was vibrating, it was Zhang Xinyang's call, and there was a missed call on the screen.

Just as Lin Bai got on the phone, Zhang Xinyang hurriedly said, "Teacher Lin, don't rush to make a decision."
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PS: I have to admit that Mengxin’s writing style is really good. Every time I feel that the words are not clear enough to describe, I really want to put it on the shelf for a burst of updates, but the follow-up card is stuck there, which is a bit uncomfortable~
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