It wasn't his car at all, so even though he knew Don liked it, he wouldn't lend it to him. Of course, it has nothing to do with liking him.

Although Tang Bu doesn't like Tang Xiaohu very much, as his brother-in-law, he will educate him and help him when necessary.

He didn't lend it to Don because it was too expensive — $20 million, or $1.4 billion — and he couldn't pay for even minor damage. Second, the car was borrowed by Libu from her husband, who was his nationality, and did not belong to him, so he would not lend the car to others, nor did he have the right to lend it to others.

Tang doesn't know if Tang Xiaohu really has a driver's license now. Don't drive.

Seeing Don and the others get into the RV and sit inside, he started the car and led the way to the palace banquet. 1.4 billion cars are on the road, driving in the same direction as the Libu, all pulling over to make way for them.

There were only tens of millions of cars along the way, and if they dared to take a few looks, the rest of the cars were far away from it, and they didn't even get close to it when they waited for the traffic lights, and they were afraid of touching it one after another, and then lost their pants.

After driving for more than an hour, they came to a mountain lodge hidden in the heart of a busy city. Then they parked the car under the guidance of a waiter and walked a few hundred meters on foot to the private room they had booked. This palace dinner is held on a regular basis, you say when you want to eat, they will make it for you at that time, and then you can decide if you will arrive early or late.

More than a minute had passed since Ribu's appointment, and by the time they arrived at their quarters, a large table of court banquets had been prepared.

"My God, brother-in-law, such a luxurious palace banquet, this meal, I'm afraid it will be less than 10,000" Tang Xiaohu walked into the private room, saw delicious food on the table, and walked straight towards Tang Bu. Pa's stretched hand was hit on Tang Xiaohu's head by a brain seed, and Tang Bu looked at him directly and angrily; This classmate of Tang Xiaohu has a rare heart like him, along with his reaction to Tang Bu.

Tang Xiaohu listened to their words, he was not angry, he directly hugged the little guy and sat down, and then beckoned everyone to eat, and explained with a smile: "Bugatti, Buweilong 164ursang, my friend's BMW, my friend's RV, my friend's palace dinner" "Brother-in-law, you won't tell me, your friend is the king's husband, your friend is so good, can you introduce him to us, our art students need to know some rich people, so that we have a way out" A few more considerate students immediately guessed who Tang's friends were coming.

After nodding, Tang Bu said a face indiscriminately while eating vegetables at the young man; If Tang Xiaohu hadn't eaten his brain before, "That's a must,"

He said smugly. "Didn't you see whose brother-in-law invited you to dinner, mine, Tang Xiaohu's brother-in-law, invited you to dinner?"

But now, Tang Xiaohu, who had learned intellectual training from Tang Bu, didn't say a word, he just laughed and agreed with them, "Well, it's all delicious, it's delicious, you try this, brother-in-law, you eat it too." ”

For Tang Xiaohu, a taciturn character, Tang Xiaohu nodded first, and then said with a satisfied smile: "Okay, you eat, everyone eats, you let go of your stomach, you spend money, and if you don't eat, it's a waste." ”

"Yes, yes, let go of your stomach, my brother-in-law is one of us, we don't need to be shy, my brother-in-law, you eat it, you eat it too, and that little cutie" The classmates also had a little restraint, and as Tang Bu's words fell, they suddenly became much more cheerful, and Tang Xiaohu's classmates immediately liked home-cooked food and ate and drank casually with Tang Bu.

Knock knock. When they let go of their restraints and wantonly wiped out the food, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and then an old man in a tunic walked in from outside, "I'm sorry, is the composer Tang Bu here?" ”

"What can I do for you, uncle?" The old man was not dressed like an ordinary person, so Tang Bu did not put on a show, but stood up straightforwardly and asked him in a questioning and cordial manner. When the old man saw Ribu standing up politely, he immediately guessed that it was Ribu. So the old man waved at the door to show that the person who met him didn't have to come in, and then walked directly to Tang Bu, shook hands with Tang Bu and said: "There are newcomers in the world, this young man is very good, you have added a lot of vitality to our half-dead entertainment industry. ”

"You are very polite, you are the leader of the music, I am just a little rising star, and then occasionally inspired to write some songs, not worthy of your praise" Ribu replied quickly and modestly. It's really humble, and it's a bit hard not to have it, because it's ancient, the first composer in the Yan Kingdom to enjoy a literary reputation, a musical genius who wraps the memory with the pen of several generations.

Hearing these humble words, the old man nodded with satisfaction and walked to the coffee table with a smile, "Originally, I was going to go to the East to look for you, but I happened to see the news that you were coming to the capital, and after some inquiry, I learned that you would be coming here for dinner today, so I took the liberty of interrupting you"

"You are kind, if you want something from the younger generation, you can call my office and the younger generation will come to visit you in person" Although I know what the elder said, dear.

The old man sat on a stool next to the coffee table, took a sip of the waiter's tea, then looked at Libu and said, "I've come here to want a song, you know, it's going to be a national day soon." I originally wanted to write the song myself, but after I got the job, I spent more than three months researching it, but I couldn't write a good song.

Finally, I was introduced to you, and I found that your dragon descendants were just right for my needs. Sure, it's a great song, but it's published by you, so I hope you can write another song like this, if you can"

Listening to the old man's words, Ribu was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated. To be honest, there are a lot of songs about the motherland in Libu's heart, and they are all just changing the name, and you can come up with classic songs. But now, he didn't know if he should take them to the old man. Give it to him, he will definitely not be able to get the price of the song before, and it is unknown whether he can even get the money.

You can't bring it to him, people are so old, and people who still give face like this come to you, and if you don't give it, it's a bit undignified. After a long struggle, Tang Bu reached for the cup and took a sip of tea. Then he looked at the old man, "I do have songs, but as you may know, my songs are expensive.

Of course, the price is also divided into people, how to divide people, let's put it this way, if you want this song to be sung for soldiers, and promise not to use it for profit, I can give it to you for free. But if you want to sell this song to someone else, I'll have to give you a sky-high price" Anyway, if you give me a song, the army will come first, but if you give me two songs, I may let my granddaughter release a new song on this big day.

Of course, I know you can make a lot of good songs, so if you can make more songs, I'd happily arrange for you to sing them" But there's no way he's going to give that much money to Lee Boo's dad and play him around. Facing the old man playing Tai Chi, Tang Bush didn't say anything, just took out his mobile phone, then found a file called Chinese, and then clicked the play button on the desktop.

Five thousand years of wind and rain hide countless dreams, yellow faces, black eyes are the same smile, eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers are like a song, no matter where you come from, the same tears will hurt, once we stay in our hearts, the same blood, the same species, there is a dream in the future, we open our hearts together, hand in hand, Don't separate you from me, let the world know that we are all Yanguo people, this song is half sung, Tang Bo quickly put the phone in front of the old man, and then said with a smile, " This is just the first song, and there are a few more, so you don't have to worry too much, let's listen to a few below.

"I'm excited, but it's not my fault because there are very few people who aren't excited about such a good song.

The song you wrote was good, the old man smiled awkwardly, and sat back in his seat after listening to the lyrics of the rib. Seeing Lao Bu sit down, he and Tang Bu played a few songs that he had prepared to play on the National Day I love the good days in the hearts of the Yan people Our soldiers.

After listening to these songs, the old man had a different opinion of Rip. He looked at Rip the way he looked at his prey in the animal kingdom, and his eyes began to glow green.

Ribu was stared at by the old man, and he waved his hand and said, I only wrote a small part. I'm in a hurry, I haven't had much time to compose recently, all the songs here are good songs, and each one is a classic that can be passed on. To be honest, I wanted to pack my things and go home.

Of course, I also knew that I couldn't take all these songs, so I decided to take your Chinese, our soldiers, love my Chinese, Yanguo's heart, and good day.

"Oh, this song is so good, I don't know which song to pick first, after all, these songs are so good, no one is my loss... ”

The old man said he would pick two songs first, but he got into the problem of choosing. After falling into a difficult choice syndrome, the old man suddenly became a little mysterious, "Which song to choose in the end, the song of Yanguo must be taken away, this song is too suitable for National Day singing".

After passing through Yanguo, the soldiers seem to be good, but a good day seems to be quite good, not just a good day, this song loves me Yanguo is also very good, God, I should choose ah" Ah, very full, Uncle Tang, Jiang drink tea, full, drink tea to digest, otherwise the stomach will be uncomfortable. ”

Under the struggle of the old man, he had eaten enough for the little guy and came to drink tea in front of Tang Bu. The sentence is too long, please provide a short sentence. Hearing the old man's words, the little one frowned and said, "Why make a choice?" "Huh?" yes, why should I make a choice?" "I just want to have everything," he said.

"Haha, it's old and messy" After he solved his confusion, the old man smiled and said, "I've decided, I'm going to sing all the songs you just took out" It is impossible for Bai Qi to give away so many classic songs for free, after all, this requires a lot of excellent singers to give away for free. So Ribu finally had to say something very commercial, to the old man in front of him, "Price!" ”！

Songs on the market now, unknown composers, hundreds of thousands to ten thousand dollars, a five to a hundred thousand dollars of nicknames, a famous one to two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand to five hundred thousand peaks. So, you see, I'm going to give you the highest price, how about 500,000 per song, I know your song is expensive, but it's a patriotic song, so you've got to give it a little wiggle room" The old man is a great composer, but because of his age, it's impossible for him to come up with a price that's close to what RIP wants, and it's impossible for him to say what he's willing to accept. old

People are helping others buy songs, but not their own songs, so Libu doesn't want to negotiate the price with him, after all, talking about money is emotional, "You still let those who need songs, come and negotiate with me in person, we are passed down from generation to generation, thinking and negotiation patterns are different, I don't want to talk to you about money." ”

Libu was telling the truth, he and the old man were not fit for business at all. That old guy wouldn't spend five million on a song, even a good song or a classic. Tang Bo, who is full of businessman's atmosphere, is definitely not willing to sell his songs at a low price. He didn't want to sell his songs cheaply, and he certainly didn't want to annoy those who bought his songs.