Just when Hu Yixiao was about to get rid of the hamburger in his hand.

Sister Zhou Yanran walked into the bar in a hurry, followed by a middle-aged man dressed elegantly and with brown glasses.

"Xiaoxiao, come here, this is the teacher I told you. ”

Far away, Zhou Yanran smiled at Hu excitedly and beckoned.

"Hello, Mr. Lu. ”

Hu Yixiao greeted him, handed the unfinished hamburger to his left hand, and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with the other party.

However, Lu Mao just glanced at Hu Yixiao up and down, his eyes fell on the unfinished burger in his hand, and he didn't stretch out his hand.

"Is "People Like Me" your original?" Lu Mao asked directly, his face expressionless.

Hu Yixiao frowned, withdrew his right hand hanging in the air, and did not answer the other party's question immediately, but stuffed the remaining hamburger into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Looked at.

Lu Mao's face suddenly turned cold.

And Zhou Yanran on the side hurriedly glanced at Hu Yixiao: "Xiaoxiao, Teacher Lu asked you." ”

Hu Yixiao made a muffled voice in response, and when he swallowed the hamburger into his stomach, he burped and said, "I'm the author of "People Like Me", yes, is there something wrong with you?"

"This is my business card. ”

Lu Mao took out a gilded business card from his pocket and handed it to Hu Yixiao: "Your song, our company intends to buy the copyright, you can make a price." ”

Hu Yixiao didn't say a word, and glanced at the business card handed over by Lu Mao-

Tianhe Music Communication Co., Ltd

Production Director

Lv Mao

Tianhe Music, Hu Yixiao has really heard of it, is currently a relatively well-known music company in China, with several famous singers.

"Teacher Lu, let's sit down and talk. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Zhou Yanran hurriedly stood up to play a round, and at the same time pointed to the booth next to her.

Lu Mao was not polite, sat down with his buttocks, and crossed Erlang's legs.

Hu Yixiao shrugged and sat across from him.

"Xiaoxiao, you have a good chat with Teacher Lu, I'll go get two glasses of drink......"

Before leaving, Zhou Yanran glared at Hu Yiyi fiercely, signaling him to have a better attitude.

"Tianhe Music, you know, right?"

"It's your luck to be favored by a big company like us. ”

Lu Mao raised his head and said proudly.

However, Hu Yixiao put on a puzzled face: "What music?"

Lu Mao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Tianhe music!"

"Oh......"

Hu Yixiao looked suddenly enlightened.

"You know this time?"

"Not ......," Hu Yixiao shook his head.

“……”

Lu Mao rolled his eyes: "Han Zikun has always heard of it, right?

Han Zikun is a particularly popular little fresh meat in China in the past two years, a new generation of idol singers.

However, Hu Yixiao still put on a puzzled face: "Han what?"

"Han Zikun!"

"So you're talking about Kunkun!" said Hu Yixiao, with a smile on his face.

"You know this time?"

"Yes!"

Hu Yixiao nodded solemnly: "Kun Kun, I'm his fan, there is one thing to say, Kun Kun plays so well!"

"Fans?"

Lu Mao glared, and then realized that the other party was deliberate, and immediately sank his face: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let's make a price!"

"It's okay to make a price, but I don't know if you want to buy the right to adapt the song, the right to sing, or some other copyright?"

Although Hu Yixiao didn't treat the arrogant Teacher Lu very well, this did not prevent the two from "doing business".

As long as the price is right, it is not impossible to sell songs, anyway, for today's Hu Yixiao, original songs are not a rare resource.

"What we want to buy is the full copyright of the song, and only you have the right of authorship. Lu Mao responded in a deep voice.

"It's not impossible to have full copyright, the question is, how much are you going to pay?"

"You can make any offer you want!"

"Can you drive as much as you want?"

"As much as you want!"

"Well, then I'll have to think about it......"

Hu Yixiao touched his chin and fell into deep thought, at this time Zhou Yanran squatted on the tray and returned, putting two cocktails in front of the two.

"Mr. Lu, this is a specialty of our store, can you try ......it?"

Zhou Yanran greeted politely.

Lu Mao nodded slightly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

At this time, Hu Yixiao also had an offer here, he stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of Lu Mao's eyes: "Teacher Lu, how about this number?"

"Fifty thousand?"

"Yes!"

Lu Mao put down the wine glass in his hand and nodded expressionlessly.

This era is a great era of entertainment revival, whether it is in the music field, or in the film and television industry, all of them are blooming, because of this, there are more and more talents engaged in the entertainment industry, resulting in a lot of new creators, and this has caused a result, the price of original songs is low, under normal circumstances, it is normal for newcomers to sell new works, and it is normal for a song to sell for three or five thousand, and it is a very good price to sell one or two hundred thousand.

And Hu Yixiao's song "People Like Me", after all, has a certain popularity on the Internet, so in Lu Mao's opinion, the asking price of 50,000 yuan is reasonable, and even a little lower than his psychological price, so he will happily agree.

However, Hu Yixiao's reaction was beyond his expectations.

"What kind of joke is Mr. Lu, how can it be 50,000, how popular my song is on the Internet, you don't know it, right?"

"Not fifty thousand?"

"Do you want 500,000??"

Lu Mao frowned, the price of 500,000 was beyond his psychological expectations.

"Young man, I can understand that you want to sell for more money, but isn't the price of 500,000 too much?"

"Half a million??"

Hearing this number, Hu Yixiao pursed his lips disdainfully: "Who said I was going to sell for 500,000?"

"Not half a million?"

"So how much do you really want to sell??"

Lu Mao stared at Hu with a suspicious expression.

"Five Million ......"

Hu Yixiao replied lightly.

"How many ??!"

Lu Mao thought that he had misheard, and the corners of his eyes stood up.

"Five, hundred, ten thousand!"

Hu Yixiao repeated it word by word.

This time, Lu Mao heard it clearly, but his square face, which was already expressionless, was suddenly covered with a layer of haze, and he sneered: "Five million?"

"You deserve it too??"

Hu Yixiao didn't give Lu Mao any good look, and rolled his eyes: "If you ask me to make a price, I will make a price!"

"If you can't afford it, just say it! Yin and Yang weird~!"

Although Hu Yixiao did not reject such a thing as selling songs, he was very unaccustomed to Lu Mao's lofty and domineering attitude, so he deliberately said a high price.

"Don't say your song isn't worth five million!"

"Even your little life isn't worth five million!!"

"It's crazy to be poor!!"

Lu Mao snorted coldly, then got up, and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

It was Zhou Yanran who spoke this time, and I saw that her face was like frost, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be full of coldness.

"Anything else?"

Lu Mao glanced at Zhou Yanran suspiciously.

"Two things. ”

"First, my brother's life is priceless, let alone five million, even if it is fifty million, fifty million, five billion...... It's not as precious as Xiaoxiao's life!"

"Second, I bought the order, 198!!"

Zhou Yanran pointed to the cocktail that Lu Mao had taken a sip of.

"You!!"

Lu Mao gritted his teeth, and two fierce lights shot out from behind the brown glasses.

"What's wrong?"

"Want to run away??"

Hu Yixiao stood up from his seat and snapped his fingers.

Lu Mao clenched his fists, but weighed the physical gap between himself and Hu Yixiao, and unwillingly let go.

"Sure enough, I'm crazy to be poor!!"

Lu Mao scolded angrily, and then took out two red tickets from his wallet and slapped them on the table: "Stick to your offer of five million!

"Rest assured, five million is my bottom line. Hu Yixiao shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Good!"

Lu Mao sneered and nodded: "If one day, your song can really be sold, you will be my Lu Mao's grandfather!!"

"Don't!"

Hearing this, Hu Yixiao hurriedly waved his hand: "Our family's genes don't allow me to have an ugly grandson like you!!"

……