Mudslides from the entertainment industry

Please don't make up anything else, thank you.

He Jiahuan smiled lightly: "Then... refuse it, can they still force you to write a song?"

This matter involves some people in the company, and he cannot comment too much.

It has nothing to do with the relationship between him and Fang Yu, it's just because of his personality.

That's what he said, but he probably understood Fang Yu's thoughts in his heart.

The other party's ability to create songs is obvious to all.

Not to mention they are all classics, but they are definitely a good product.

Has the potential to thrive.

This can be seen in the performance of the previous songs.

If it were him, he would not hand over the songs to those who are not good at singing. Not to mention the waste, it might ruin Fang Yu's reputation, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The two are wrangling with each other.

The coffee is almost finished, Fang Yu thinks it's time to get down to business.

Seeing that Fang Yu's expression suddenly became serious, He Jiahuan frowned and said with a smile: "You won't just treat me to coffee today..."

Fang Yu laughed: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Brother Jia Huan."

"Tell me, what's the matter, I will help as much as I can... Well, I heard that your drama is about to be released?"

He Jiahuan is also proficient in human affairs and sophistication, so he has a little guess in his mind.

"Well, yes, it's about to be released."

Fang Yu replied in a daze.

He Jiahuan asked: "Mango Terrace, right?"

"Yes, it's Mango Terrace."

"When?"

"April nineteenth..."

Fang Yu's voice suddenly froze: "Well, brother Jiahuan...we're digressing, I didn't find you for this..."

It has to be said that it is an old Jianghu after all, and his ability to transfer words far surpasses that of Fang Yu, who has also lived for more than 30 years.

He Jiahuan chuckled: "Hehe, I thought you were always so calm."

This elder brother still remembers the hatred they had when they met for the first time.

The two smiled at each other.

He Jiahuan pulled one back.

Fang Yu nodded his eyebrows with his index finger: "Brother Jiahuan, when are you and Sister Qianqian planning to get married?"

He Jiahuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Fang Yu's words, but his expression remained calm.

"Where does this come from? Are you getting married?"

Fang Yu grinned, as if he had seen through everything long ago.

"Brother Jiahuan, it's your fault. You two spend dog food and show your love in the entertainment industry every day. If you say that you two are not married, how much saliva will you face?"

There was some teasing in the tone.

He Jiahuan's heart twitched when he heard it.

Your words are blocked, what else do you want me to say?

"The negative emotion value from He Jiahuan is +787..."

But how did this kid see it?Strange...

"You talk about things first..."

He Jiahuan forcibly changed the subject, not intending to drag Fang Yu on this aspect.

Fang Yu succeeded in revenge, with a smile on his face, and he didn't bother about it.

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

But He Jiahuan was surprised, how could he be sure that I was preparing for marriage?

Fang Yu didn't explain either, he just took out his phone, selected files, and shared a piece of music with He Jiahuan.

"Brother Jiahuan, accept it..."

He Jiahuan was a little confused about Fang Yu's intentions, but he still took out his mobile phone and chose to receive it.

"This is……"

He clicked on it, and it was a music file.

Looking up at Fang Yu in front of him, seeing Fang Yu pouting to signal him to continue listening, he had to be patient and listen carefully.

The rhythm started quickly, and a melody rang in He Jiahuan's ears.

Is it Fang Yu's new song?

He Jiahuan first listened for a moment, and his eyes showed surprise at the brief beginning.

This prelude alone attracted his curiosity.

keep listening.

Neither of the two people on the field spoke.

Fang Yu didn't bother, and continued to drink the hot coffee in his hand.

Knowing that the other party had finished listening to the brief demo, He Jiahuan slowly raised his head.

Fang Yu looked at him with a smile: "How is it, does it sound good?"

He Jiahuan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Fang Yu deserves to be Fang Yu, this song..."

He thought about it, but didn't know what adjective to use to describe it.

In fact, to be honest, this song may not be a particularly classic song, but it is one he likes very much.

From the lyrics to the meaning of the song.

Like everything.

"Isn't it awesome?"

Fang Yu took the initiative to break the deadlock and uttered guiding adjectives.

He Jiahuan: "..."

Uh, so the words used by your music creators are all so simple and rude?

"The negative emotion value from He Jiahuan is +666..."

In the end, he changed his mood and choked out two words: "Awesome."

Fang Yu laughed: "Brother Huan, do you want it?"

He Jiahuan squinted at him, with an inexplicable color of "you seem to be teasing me" in his eyes.

If you don't want it, do you think I'm rude? ?

To be reasonable, if the copyright of the song wasn't in Fang Yu's hands now, He Jiahuan really wanted to punch him in the face.

After that, he tried his best to calm down, pretending to be calm and said: "Think."

There is no way, people are under the eaves, if Fang Yu catches him and refuses to give it to him, it will be useless even if he wants it...

After a pause: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Let's not be in a hurry."

Fang Yu was still smiling, and then took out his mobile phone: "Brother Jiahuan, try listening to another song..."

He Jiahuan: "..."

Looking at Fang Yu's smile, He Jiahuan's self-cultivation has no place to rest, and is beating on the verge of being destroyed.

This smile is simply too cheap...

Chapter 460 Transactions and Favors

While speaking, Fang Yu picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Picked out a pre-prepared document from the folder and shared it with He Jiahuan's letter.

"Ding~"

The other party's mobile phone information prompt sounded.

This time, Fang Yu didn't need to remind him, He Jiahuan clicked to accept.

After the download is complete, hold the phone to your ear and listen to it.

Thanks to the quietness of the cafe here, no one came to stroll around.

Even if the sound played by the mobile phone is amplified a little, the problem is not big.

……

This song was also specially picked out by Fang Yu for him.

Fang Yu is very confident in the system's production and his own sound range judgment, and believes that this song will definitely arouse the other party's interest.

He admired the scenery outside the window on his own, with a calm expression on his face.

Sure enough, when He Jiahuan closed the phone again, there was a look of helplessness on his face.

Looking up at Fang Yu, he said slowly, "Tell me, what are the prices of these two songs?"

Hearing what he said, Fang Yu looked as expected.

To be honest, what He Jiahuan can't stand the most now is Fang Yu showing such an expression.

Can you write songs?

Will you help me write songs?

Knowing how to write songs... oh well, it seems to be quite remarkable.

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "I don't want money."

He Jiahuan kept silent, quietly waiting for Fang Yu to continue talking and figure out his purpose.

Fang Yu smiled and said, "I just want to ask Brother Jiahuan for a favor...it's very simple."

He Jiahuan raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? As long as you don't break the law, you can mention it casually..."

Fang Yu's eyes hinted: "As long as you can help me push those leaders of the company... how about it? Simple, right?"

"..."

After listening to Fang Yu's words, He Jiahuan stared at him, expressing that he didn't want to talk.

Seeing He Jiahuan's expression, Fang Yu blinked.

He felt that his request was not too much...

After half the payment, He Jiahuan said: "This one is too difficult, change it."

"Didn't you just say that as long as you don't break the law, you can mention it casually?"

The corner of Fang Yu's mouth twitched.

He Jiahuan took it for granted: "I regret it, can you? How about paying directly and selling me two songs for 80?"

"..."

Fang Yu's face darkened, you are right, if you say you regret it, you regret it, do you look like a senior in the music industry?

He Jiahuan frowned: "Is 80 not enough? Then 100 million, in addition to the share that the gold medal creator should have, I will give you five more points, how about it?"

Reasonably speaking, even if this condition is placed on a gold medal creator, it is a very superior condition, but it is a pity that Fang Yu is not moved.