Chapter 440 Who Are You?Why follow me?

Meng Yinyin got out of the car and boldly walked towards the car.

Parked next to the car, the window glass was brown, and the people inside could not be seen clearly.

She said to the people in the car with a cold face: "Come out, I know you are following me!"

The door opened slowly.

Meng Yinyin saw a handsome western face, and his blue eyes looked very lethal.

He got out of the car, Meng Yinyin was startled by his height of nearly two meters, and took a step back.

She didn't know the man in front of her at all.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?"

The foreign man smiled and said, "I'm from America, are you Miss Meng Yinyin?"

"Well, I am, you came to find me from the United States specifically?"

Meng Yinyin looked at him puzzled.

She didn't go to the United States many times, and she couldn't remember seeing the man in front of her at all.

"Yes, I came to find you from the United States." The man took out his mobile phone and played a video: "Is this you?"

The video was recorded during the Universal Music Festival in the first half of the year.

Meng Yinyin stood among a group of homeless singers, singing ecstatically.

At that time, there were many people recording videos with their mobile phones, but she didn't care.

Seeing the video now, she couldn't help but raise her vigilance.

"What are you looking for me for?"

The foreign man smiled and said, "Miss Meng, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. I don't mean anything to you. I'm a music producer. I don't know if Miss Meng has signed a contract with a record company. If not, you can consider me."

Meng Yinyin looked at the foreign man and finally figured out what he meant.

He wants to sign her!

Meng Yinyin looked him up and down and asked, "Which record company do you represent?"

"Universal Music!"

"Universal music?"

Meng Yinyin was astonished.

Universal Music, one of the world's four major record companies?
Every musician's dream palace.

All the singers signed by Universal Music all over the world are singers at the level of kings and queens.

Meng Yinyin was a little confused.

The surprise came too suddenly.

But soon, she calmed down and pointed to her belly: "I'm almost six months pregnant, I'm afraid I can't sing now."

"It's okay, we can sign the contract first, and release the record after you have a baby."

So, he is determined to win?
Meng Yinyin asked, "Sir, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Williams, everyone calls me Prince William."

"Prince William? Are you the Prince William who wrote and composed songs for backstreet girls, Maria Allie, and ladysasa?"

Meng Yinyin was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

Prince William, known as the godfather of music, stood in front of her alive.

Not a liar, right?

How could the godfather of music be so young?

"Yes, it's me. It's an honor for you to know me." William smiled softly: "I like your voice very much. If you want, I can make you the second Maria Ellie."

Meng Yinyin covered her head and waved her hands: "Let me be quiet, let me be quiet."

She was so excited that she was about to faint.

But some things still need to be clarified.

"Mr. William, how did you find me?"

"It was not easy to find you. It took me nearly half a year to find out your address." William sighed: "I even learned Chinese to find you."

"Pfft!" Meng Yinyin couldn't hold back for a moment and burst out laughing.

This Prince William is completely different from what she imagined.

She thought the legendary godfather of music was the Beatles style, but he looked very gentlemanly and friendly.

(Before I arranged for Yinyin to go to the United States to participate in a music festival, and the identity of Feiyin was taken over by Meng Xixi just to wait for today, hahaha, Yinyin is going to the world and become a world-class queen, are you looking forward to it? If you are looking forward to it, you must vote !)

(End of this chapter)

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