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Liu Sisi answered, smiling sweetly and looking very happy.

Han Changsheng sighed secretly, and let the two daughters walk out with their arms around him.

He's not stupid, how can he not feel the affection the second daughter has for him? They say that men are creatures controlled by other places, but he is Han Changsheng.

Thanks to a twenty-year psychiatric career, he is able to restrain his blood.

The love he hopes for is not the kind that burns fire with a single fire, and then separates directly after the flame is extinguished.

It's just like the process of getting along with Mimi and Fatty, meeting, getting acquainted, getting along, getting to know each other, falling in love, loving each other, staying together, making an appointment, and being together for a lifetime, there is a kind of comfort that will come naturally.

So he can ask the second daughter for a reward for warming the bed, and he can be a disciple when the second daughter changes clothes, and he can't just watch them dress for granted...

"My God! The three of you are showing affection all the time. You just came to the Mushroom House for a few days. Do you need to wear such a couple suit?"

Seeing the three of Han Changsheng going out, Huang Bo sighed and put on a sad look looking at the sky speechlessly.

The others took a look and followed suit, all silent and tearful.

"Longing" has been aired to the third season, nearly a hundred guests have been invited in the past [-] episodes, and they are basically from the cultural and sports circle.

But those... the relationship between the guests is nothing more than friends or mother and son. This is the first time for such a couple to come here as a guest.

That's why they got hurt a lot.

"It's over, looking at Brother Bo's dark face, his psychological shadow area is not small."

"Peng Peng and Zi Feng don't even have a partner, and the psychological shadow area and critical damage are greater."

"Although I hate it.

Han is mentally ill, but I have to say that such a husband and wife team makes me feel more comfortable."

"I suggest letting Mrs. Huang's wife bring their children. The whole family gathers in the mushroom house, which is more warm."

"Wait a minute, has anyone noticed the patterns on the clothes of this family of three?"

"I was just looking at my goddess Yaya, but I didn't pay attention."

"What does the sun and the stars mean"

"Stupid! The meaning of the sun and the stars is that... the stars revolve around the sun all their lives, which means that Yaya and Sisi have centered on Han's mental illness."

"Damn! My girlfriend and I cried because of the dog food."

"You'd better pay attention, don't let your girlfriend cry out."

Looking at the barrage that was rapidly swiping the screen, and then looking at the data in the live broadcast room, Wang Zhengyu, the chief director of "Longing", heaved a sigh of relief.

The total number of people in the live room is now 130 million, reaching his original target.

In addition, the data in Han Changsheng's live broadcast room also changed greatly beyond his expectations.

At the beginning, it was reduced from 150 million to less than 10.

Now it has grown rapidly from less than 10 to 30.

Compared with Tong Liya, Liu Sisi and others' data of 100 million and 20, the number of fans is obviously not enough.

But the total number of Han Changsheng's bullet screens is far more than other live broadcast rooms, so dense that sometimes he can't see what he is talking about.

Wang Zhengyu thought for a while, and asked Xiang Kui, who had been in contact with Han Changsheng, to invite him over for a talk...

Han Changsheng walked into the director's room in a daze, and met the chief director they had always said to thank.

"Hi, Mr. Han, I'm Wang Zhengyu, the chief director of "Longing"."

"Hi Director Wang, what's the matter?"

Facing the enthusiastic Wang Zhengyu, Han Changsheng held out his hand, sat down and got straight to the point.

Wang Zhengyu opened his mouth and almost coughed.

He was planning to say a few words of greeting before expressing what was in his heart, but he didn't think of this... as soon as he sat down, he went straight to the topic, leaving him unprepared at all.

Noticing Han Changsheng's bright pupils, Wang Zhengyu had a flash of inspiration, and instantly remembered something.

He has also come into contact with people who talk straight to the point without any inkling. They are all top-notch people in all walks of life. They talk like this... Cherish every minute and every minute, and don't want to waste time on irrelevant things.

This Han Changsheng may not be as good as those people, but he is a senior mental patient! You can't treat this kind of person with common sense! Thinking of this, Wang Zhengyu also chose to go straight, "Mr. Han, did you get out of the car? sang a song"

"right!"

"What's the name of the song please?"

"Country Road"

"Can I listen to the whole content?"

"cannot!"

Han Changsheng flatly refused, and made a gesture of counting money when Wang Zhengyu's face turned dark.

"Good! I will not blindly do things that are not beneficial."

Wang Zhengyu smiled knowingly, without the slightest hint of disdain.

When doing things in this business, which one is not for the benefit

Chapter 78 This Is Not a Business

Yu m.com Wang Zhengyu said sternly: "Mr. Han, "Longing" is the main program of warm and leisure life on Mango Channel. Most of the audience are warm-hearted and have a wide age range. If your song can be our song The theme song is good for both of you and me."

Han Changsheng didn't know if he could smile, ""Countryside" may be good for "Longing", but I don't think it's good for me."

Wang Zhengyu persuaded: "Mr. Han, you have a lot of anti-fans now, but I think that through the broadcast of "Countryside" through "Longing", a large part of your... anti-fans will soon disappear."

Han Changsheng shook his head, and said calmly: "Do I care about them? They blackmail them, but I still live mine, and live happily."

"what if"

"not enough.……"

"Ten thousand."

"It's still not enough."

Wang Zhengyu frowned, "Mr. Han, 50 is already ten times the normal market price, and all the copyrights belong to Mr. Han. We just regard "Countryside" as the theme song of "Longing". Mr. Han, do you still disagree?"

Han Changsheng reclined lazily, and said slowly: "You can invite me over just because I sang a short song, which means that the position of this song in your heart is far higher than the current price, so do you think this song is in your heart?" Is it really only worth 50 in your heart?"

Wang Zhengyu's breath was stagnant, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

He had to admit that he had made some miscalculations in his haste, and he had to say that the observation ability and analysis speed of the young man in front of him were far beyond ordinary people.

"One million! My bottom line price."

"not enough.……!"

"Mr. Han..."

Han Changsheng waved his hand, "One million is definitely not your bottom line price, because you said it without thinking."

"...two million"

Han Changsheng shook his head, "Director Wang, your thinking is too fake, so you'd better not be an actor."

Wang Zhengyu sighed in frustration, raised his hands in surrender, "Mr. Han, you won, how much do you want?"

The enemy surrendered, Han Changsheng smiled triumphantly, but shook his right index finger, "I don't want a penny."

"This……"

Wang Zhengyu was overjoyed at first, and then suddenly felt palpitations.

As the saying goes, things that can be solved with money are not things.

Things that don't require money have always been the most difficult things to do.

This... If he proposes something difficult for others, he really doesn't know whether to agree or not.

Han Changsheng didn't care what Wang Zhengyu was thinking, knocked on the table, and said calmly: "My request is very simple, in the thank you subtitles before and after the cut version of "Longing", it needs to be listed in the column of sponsors Write 'A theme song sponsored by Honey World Media', and there is no other request."

"Mr. Han, I didn't feel anything before the cut version was played."

"Then after the broadcast, we don't need any oral broadcasts or interrupted broadcasts. We just need to write words that are not too small to be seen. A line of words can be changed to a song without spending a penny. Director Wang agrees with my proposal"

Wang Zhengyu thought for a while, and said: "Mr. Han, you are a true man who loves his wife, and you really know how to do business. I agree."

Han Changsheng smiled lightly and shook his head, "This is not a business, it's an exchange of equal value. Sometimes you can't buy certain things with money. Director Wang thinks what I said is right."

Wang Zhengyu couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand, and said solemnly: "What Mr. Han said is true, let's get to know Wang Zhengyu again, a primary school student in the director circle."

"Han Changsheng, he is a primary school student in several professions, but he should have graduated in the negotiating field."

After letting go, the two looked at each other and smiled, feeling that they were getting closer to each other, at least they could be regarded as friends.

"Director Wang, do you have a guitar? I'll let you listen to the whole song first. If you're not satisfied, let's talk about it."

"Have!"

Wang Zhengyu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked someone to find a guitar, and followed him to the yard of the mushroom house, standing aside and looking forward to it.

Although he only listened to the first part of "Countryside" and didn't hear it very clearly, he had an inexplicable feeling that this song should be very suitable for "Longing".

If the facts are as he expected, then it will really be the icing on the cake.

Noticing the situation here, Tong Liya, who was still busy in the vegetable field, greeted Liu Sisi, and quickly ran back with half a basket of cabbage.

"Master... wait... I will sing again later."

Han Changsheng put down the guitar to help the two wives unload the bamboo baskets, wiped their sweat, and said with concern: "You can just call out from a distance, what are you doing when you come back in such a hurry, what if you fall?"

Tong Liya smiled sweetly, "It's okay, it's just half a basket of cabbage, it's not that heavy."

Liu Sisi sat down with her arms around Han Changsheng: "Master, do you want to sing a new song?"

Han Changsheng was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Liu Sisi poked her neck and said arrogantly: "Your "White Fox" and "Huang Qiufeng" are best played on the guqin, so there is a high probability that you will not play these two songs, and this is your first time. Playing the guitar, most likely it’s a new song, and I infer that the new song you’re going to sing is the one you haven’t finished singing just now, right?”

"Yes! Smart!"

Han Changsheng gave Liu Sisi a thumbs up, secretly praising her wisdom.

"Master, are you playing and singing this song for us?"