On the second day, Guo Xing had a splitting headache and was drunk, and now he is accumulating a lot of money, which is really fatal.

Looking at the gift that Wang Eryao brought yesterday, Guo Xing lost interest, and lay on his stomach in the quilt and moaned, uncomfortable.

Make an appointment with Tonggrag today, no matter how uncomfortable it is, you have to get up, you can't see each other shirtless, you lose your manners, and you will only increase the jokes.

After hastily washing, Guo Xing sat on the sofa on his back, drooping his eyelids, bored.

When there was a knock on the door, Guo Xing thought that Tonggrag had arrived, opened the door and drew the curtains, and found that it was Mr. Zhang, who had a relationship with him, and he was a rare guest.

Mr. Zhang carried the gift and greeted him with a smile.

"Master Guo, I came uninvited, I hope you will forgive me, I am Zhang Fuqiang, I have drunk once, I don't know if you have any impressions. ”

"Zhang Fuqiang ......" Guo Xing said secretly, could this be the husband of He Fengying, a fat woman who told fortunes in Baita Park?

"Mr. Zhang, please come in, why bother, take the liberty of asking, are you He Fengying's husband?" Guo Xing said as he greeted him.

Zhang Fuqiang was also surprised that Guo Xing could remember He Fengying, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, He Fengying is my wife, and Master Guo is as kind to my family as a mountain. ”

After speaking, Zhang Fuqiang put the gift on the coffee table, looking at the gift sent by Wang Eryao on the coffee table, Zhang Fuqiang lost his mind a little, and his reputation was far and wide.

Guo Xing inevitably poured a cup of hot water, and it didn't matter whether people drank water or not, this is the way Mulin Zhaozhen hospitalized.

"Mr. Zhang, you are too polite, Aunt He will settle the money, I can't let you break the bank again, I will bring the gift back in a while, and I am also at ease." Guo Xing stared at the gift and said hypocritically.

Zhang Fuqiang hurriedly stood up and moved a few gift boxes again, showing his determination.

"Master Guo is indescribable to me and my father-in-law, a small gift, don't shirk it, this is also what my wife meant. ”

Guo Xing pretended to excuse himself again, and Zhang Fuqiang stood up again to express his gratitude. After a few rounds of back and forth, Guo Xing accepted the gift embarrassedly. It's really a terrible hypocrisy and politeness, maybe this is the sophistication of human feelings.

The two chatted about nothing more than the complicated things that showed Guo Xing's ability everywhere, such as how Zhang Fuqiang's contracted civil construction progressed, as well as the hospitalization of He Fengying's father.

Talking about this, Guo Xing secretly said, He Fengying's father is still not free from the call of death?

Speaking of loops, even so, it is a continuous kindness of good fortune. If you can change your fate, this is even more victorious. Guo Xing thought about it in the future, and he should pay more attention to the current situation of He Fengying's father and Mi Shuai's mother.

Zhang Fuqiang's goal was achieved, and he sat down soon, saying goodbye, so that Guo Xing could shake hands and say goodbye.

The gifts on the coffee table diluted Guo Xing's residual wine, rubbed his eyes, and saw if there were any good things, which could be exchanged for some money, primitive accumulation, and only then could there be improvement, and he could not stop.

After classifying the gifts and putting them away, before they began to unpack, Tunglag entered the door, dressed in casual clothes, beautiful and lovely, but his expression was a little haggard.

"Teacher Xiao Guo, are you hanging over from a hangover and haven't woken up?" Tunglag looked at Guo Xingdao.

"I can't drink enough, and I laughed. ”

Tonglaag sat down cautiously and said with a smile: "The most difficult thing to be affected by the beauty, I didn't drink less last night, and those who came did not refuse, it was very bold." ”

"Teacher Tong, oh no, Teacher Ge? Phew! That's not right, what should I call it?...... Don't make fun of me, I was also moved by your singing last night, and I couldn't help it. Guo Xing scratched his head and smiled.

Tonglag was amused by Guo Xing, put his hands in his pockets, and said: "My surname is Yang, Mongolian names generally do not have surnames, just call me by my name." …… It is also your good lyrics and music that can have such a shocking effect. ”

"Tunglaag, the name is so long, talking about twisting your mouth, haha!"

"Huh!"

The wordless hehe, which means the end of the small talk.

Tonglag cleared his throat and said: "Guo Xing, I will also call you by your name, lest you call me Tongshi again, it will be difficult to listen to the ......" A self-deprecating sentence, the two laughed angrily, and wanted to enter the theme, but one sentence disrupted the rhythm of Tonglaag.

…… The big iron bastard stabbed the director, Guo Xing thought of Guo Yu's cross talk......

"Don't laugh!" said Tunglaag, sneering.

"Okay, good, it's really this word, I laughed, haha...... Ay...... Okay, don't laugh, don't laugh. Guo Xing was hit by a pink fist and quickly put away his uninhibitedness.

Tunglaag collected his emotions again and said: "I like that song very much, I want to record a sample and send it to the music producer, before that, I want to hear your opinion." ”

Guo Xing also cheered up and said: "Look, I have no opinion, I can send it to you." ”

"That's not good, I don't care about others, I want to release a single, I must have authorization. Tunglaag said seriously.

Guo Xing knew that in his previous life, "Love Song of the West Sea" was covered, and it also caused a lawsuit. Now that Tunglager wants to release a single, he will not cause a lawsuit.

"Then according to your meaning?" Guo Xing had no idea.

Tonggrag knew last night that Guo Xingyi was not here, and after she went home, she stayed up all night preparing the contract and materials needed for the night.

At this time, I took out a stack from the bag I carried with me and placed it on the coffee table.

"How about you entrust me to handle the copyright registration of musical works for you? If you have time, you can apply for registration yourself. Tunglaag got straight to the point.

Guo Xing looked at a stack of materials and understood that Tunglag came prepared, he didn't understand copyright, and entrusted Tunglag to handle it, no matter how good, didn't you see that the power of attorney template has been made?

"I don't understand this, I'll leave it to you. Guo Xing decided to shake his hand.

Tonglag likes to have little eyebrows, and with this layer, it is easy to talk about next.

"You authorized me to give the song, and the contract template has also been made, clarifying the right of authorship and the right to sing and disseminate, you see, if there are unfinished matters, I will revise it. Tonglaag's eyes were hot, she knew too much the value of this song, and perhaps with this song, she could achieve her dreams.

Guo Xing didn't even look at it, and signed all the contracts that Tonggrag took out. doesn't belong to him in the first place, and if someone likes it so much, it can be regarded as finding a soulmate.

But his actions moved Tunglague greatly, how could he give her so much trust for no reason? Did he not know the value of songs? Or was it the indifferent fame and fortune peculiar to literati?

Pile by pile, Tunglag became more and more unable to understand the young man in front of him. The profit sharing involved in the contract is not modified, maybe he doesn't know this, right?

"Guo Xing, you at least respect your work, sign it without looking at it, aren't you afraid that it is a deed of sale?"

"Tonglaag, I believe in you!" Guo Xing learned the mantra of the boss in his previous life, thinking that it was the only way to surrender his subordinates, but he didn't know it, and it only added to the joke.

Against the background of the pure times, Tonggrag completely lost his immunity to these words, and was really moved by Guo Xing's pretending ‖.

Tonglaag said solemnly: "I will live up to your trust, I will sing this song all over the country, the songwriter is you, and at that time, you may also be famous all over the world." ”