Zhou Huaichang felt very aggrieved.

Zhou Mengqing has known him for a long time and is an old acquaintance. I also stayed in a company and worked together. As he said, he also wrote songs for Zhou Mengqing back then, which made her popular overnight.

Later, Zhou Mengqing left the company because of some conflicts with some people in the company, and started this phantom sound company.

In his opinion, Zheng Mengqing is a little singer with no background.

Even if a company is established, it is not worth mentioning.

With his status in the circle, he can manipulate her at will.

He also knows Zhou Mengqing well. A few days ago, Zhou Mengqing asked him to write a song, thinking that he could make a fortune. Unexpectedly, this woman silently hugged the thigh of capital.

It's still a capital that he can't afford to offend.

Zhou Mengqing had a cold face, took the score manuscript, and frowned, "Zhou Huaichang, this is not your level." This song is only third-rate at best, are you fooling us?"

As she spoke, her tone became cold.

Call him by his name directly, not by any teacher.

Zhou Huaichang's heart jumped, he snorted, and his face was not right: "Hmph, is Mr. Zhou insulting me?"

Zhou Mengqing stared at Zhou Huaichang tightly, handed the manuscript to the long-haired young man, and said, "Xiao Chen, take a look." ”

Zhou Huaichang was a little annoyed, but because Zheng Ge was present, he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so Xiao Chen took the manuscript and rolled his eyes a few times, shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhou said that it was a third-rate level, and it was raised." It is not an exaggeration to say that it is not in the stream. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Huaichang suspiciously. Although this old boy has a bad temper and is afraid of the weak, he still has a very good set of lyrics and compositions.

"Hmph, you, you ......" Zhou Huaichang seemed to be so angry that he was a little annoyed. Glancing at Zheng Ge, he stood up resentfully and said, "Mr. Zheng, they, they are all insulting me." This cooperation cannot be discussed. I, I'll take my leave. ”

After speaking, he took the score manuscript from the long-haired Xiao Chen's hand and was about to leave with his assistant.

Zheng Ge crossed Erlang's legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, and did not say anything about Zhou Huaichang's departure.

And Ah Zheng, who was standing on the side, like a shadow, stopped the other party.

Zhou Huaichang's face changed.

"Mr. Zhou, don't be in a hurry to go! Sit down first, if there is any problem, talk slowly. Zheng Ge pointed to the sofa opposite and smiled gently.

Zhou Huaichang's face was ugly.

The assistant on the side lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

The assistant was also frightened.

He knew that Zhou Huaichang was going to trick people today.

Zhou Huaichang just came back from Aocheng last night and lost tens of millions. Today, I originally wanted to come to Zhou Mengqing's side to replenish my blood, but it turned out to be a good one, and it actually fell into the body of a bigwig in the capital world.

Although Zhou Huaichang is quite famous in the entertainment industry, it is really nothing to the bigwigs in the capital industry.

Can Zhou Huaichang compose?

There are a lot of people who can compose.

One less Zhou Huaichang is nothing remarkable.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zheng, talk slowly. ”

Zhou Huaichang sat down, gritted his teeth, and made a decision in his heart, he looked up at Xiao Chen and said, "Come, young man, you said that my works are not as good as third-rate, come and show me." I, Zhou Huaichang, have been in the industry for decades, and you are the first to dare to say that my works are not as good as the third-rate, and I want to see and understand today. ”

Xiao Chen's face changed, and he looked at Zheng Ge and Zhou Mengqing.

Zhou Mengqing was surprised, with her level, whether a song is good or bad, you can see it.

Of course, sometimes, she can only roughly judge the quality of a song, and she can't be sure.

After all, songs are too hard to say.

Many times, a song that everyone is not optimistic about can become popular all over the country.

But Zhou Huaichang's song ......

She frowned, looked at Zhou Huaichang, who was full of confidence, and was a little unsure about paying attention.

Not only her, Zhou Mengqing doubted herself.

Even the secretary who came with Zhou Huaichang was confused and couldn't figure out the situation. He couldn't have known what was going on with these five songs. Because these five songs were prepared by him personally.

"Okay, Xiao Chen, take a look. ”

Zheng Ge sat on the sofa, crossed his hands together and smiled.

"Good. ”

Xiao Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward, "Teacher Zhou, please open the manuscript." ”

"Hmph!" Zhou Huaichang snorted, opened the manuscript, and said to Xiao Chen, "Come, you say, what's wrong?"

Xiao Chen took a serious look, "Teacher Zhou, are you really sure about this lyrics? and this tune, is it really okay?"

Zhou Huaichang was stunned for a moment and looked down.

The next moment, his face changed.

Immediately, he patted his head vigorously and shouted, "Oh, confused! Mr. Zheng, this ...... I'm a fool!"

Zheng Ge leaned back on the sofa and looked at each other interestingly.

"What's wrong? Tell me?"

Zheng Ge squinted and smiled, as if watching a play.

Zhou Mengqing frowned, vaguely guessing something.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm confused! I was upset this morning because of something. When I came out, I got the wrong draft. Zhou Huaichang patted his forehead vigorously, with a look of remorse.

Zhou Mengqing, frowning with Xiao Chen, did not speak.

But Zhou Huaichang's assistant was dumbfounded.

He finally knew his boss, which one he was singing. At the same time, he was a little worried. If the boss buckles the pot on himself, it's over.

"Hmph, Zhou Huaichang, can you get the manuscript wrong?

Zhou Mengqing said without a good face.

This guy just threatened her.

I was even more angry before.

Naturally, I won't give him a good face at this time.

Zhou Huaichang said sadly: "Mr. Zhou, we have been old friends for many years, you still don't know who my old Zhou is? ”

As he spoke, he sighed and continued: "Mr. Zhou, to be honest with you, in fact, the song that was promised to you has not yet been made. After all, it's only been a week, and no matter how talented I am, I can't do it!"

"I came here today to give you the song that was originally given to Miao Yu, Ah Xue, and Guangchen. Mainly to exchange some money, so that you can have more money on hand. But I didn't expect that this morning because I lost money, I was upset, and I got the wrong manuscript. ”

Saying that, Zhou Huaichang patted his head again with remorse, "Alas, Mr. Zheng is here, what I said is true, and I don't dare to talk nonsense." ”

"You dare to give me the song for Miao Yu and Ah Xue?"

Zhou Mengqing didn't believe it.

Miao Xue is a first-line singer in the circle, and her status is so high that even Zhou Huaichang, who is above the top, does not dare to offend.

"Hey, Ah Xue and Miao Yu are both abroad, and I can't contact them for a while. ”

Zhou Huaichang sighed and said: "And these songs, they are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry to use money, so I want to give you these songs first, in exchange for some money, and it should be emergency." ”

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