Come to the already renovated office.

Smelling the strong odor, Huang Ziyong's mood became irritable.

Didn't you say that it was neat and smellless?

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

The phone rings.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Huang Ziyong glanced at and answered with a frown.

"Your movement is a bit big, shouldn't you deal with it? ”

The caller was Ye Qingmei.

"What's the matter with you?"

Ye Qingmei seemed to be choked, and it took a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "I don't want my money to go down the drain." ”

There was a kind of momentum to strangle him along the network cable, very strong.

"Don't worry, you can't be on the hot search list, I'll return the money, you pick up a song for nothing, maybe it will become popular in a few years, you should be happy!"

"Is the score ready?"

"It has been written, and I will pass it on to you. ”

"It's okay, goodbye!"

Looking at his phone, Huang Ziyong fell into deep thought.

Even Ye Qingmei called, indicating that the problem is indeed very serious.

This is a manifestation of an insider's keen sense of smell.

It's just that he is a little skeptical, will it really work well if he spends a lot of money on him like this?

After all, many people listen to songs, but only listen to good songs, and they don't pay attention to whether the character of the person who writes the song is good or not.

Of course, he doesn't dare to bet, I don't know how many people in the entertainment industry have fallen overnight, what capital does he have to gamble?

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

"Hey!"

"Mr. Huang, I hope you can give me an explanation. ”

"What do I need to explain to you?"

Huang Ziyong sneered, the four-eyed field chicken, can't you tell the difference between the big and the small?

"The original intention of buying the song was to be popular, not to be smeared. ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in charge of these businesses. ”

Huang Ziyong became indifferent, making people's blood cold.

"You...... How can you be so irresponsible?"

"The contract only says 50 million plays, and you can't get the money back, it's as simple as that. ”

It's been a business from beginning to end, and it's ridiculous to have a relationship with him now!

Huang Ziyong is aggrieved by himself, who should he find to reason, who should he find to vent?

He can't afford this responsibility, and he shouldn't bear it.

"With your irresponsible attitude, who will dare to invite you to sing in the future?"

"I'm sorry, if you don't invite, my song won't rot in my hands, what's the matter?"

Huang Ziyong pondered that when signing a contract in the future, it was necessary to write the clause "not responsible".

"You ......" the other party seemed to have nothing to say.

"It's okay to hang up. ”

Hanging up the phone, Huang Ziyong was silent again.

The second collaborator complained, and it seemed that the matter was more serious than he had imagined.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

Again?

Huang Ziyong glanced at the caller ID and was a little puzzled.

Why did Wang Shuwen's homeroom teacher call?

"Hey, Mr. Qian, hello, is there anything wrong?"

Teacher, three-foot podium, three-inch tongue, three-inch pen, three thousand peaches and plums.

Teaching and educating people is a profession that is particularly respected, and he has always been polite.

"That...... Mr. Wang, this kid Shu Wen got into a fight at school, you have to come over right away. ”

"What?"

Huang Ziyong blurted out.

After Wang Shuwen finished recording the album, he had just been sent to school, why did he suddenly fight?

However, he didn't care about the question, and reflexively asked, "Is she hurt?"

"She's fine, the classmate who was beaten is bleeding from the head. ”

"That's good. ”

Huang Ziyong breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately realized that he couldn't say that, "uh...... This child is really messing around, how can she fight, don't worry, teacher, I will definitely criticize and educate her. ”

"Come here, then!"

"Okay, I'll be there right now. ”

Hanging up the phone, Huang Ziyong ran downstairs non-stop and drove to Xiqiao Middle School.

Along the way, he thought about it for a long time and didn't understand why he got into a fight with his classmates.

Although Wang Shuwen is naughty and willful on weekdays, he is still very kind-hearted and has never worried his family, but this time he has caused such a big disaster.

However, fortunately he was not injured, which was the only consolation.

It seems that it is necessary to send her to learn taekwondo sanda or something.

Equip her with two more bodyguards?

With apprehension, Huang Ziyong stepped into Mr. Qian's office.

From a distance, I saw Wang Shuwen standing in front of the teacher, without saying a word.

"Teacher Qian! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry for causing you trouble. ”

Huang Ziyong trotted over, and the first thing he did was apologize.

In this regard, he has experience.

That's how he used to come when he was studying.

"Mr. Wang, here. ”

Teachers who can be homeroom teachers are, in general, older.

But Mr. Qian is very young, only twenty-five years old.

Not only is she young, but she is also very beautiful, with the posture of sinking fish and geese, and is known as the first beauty of Xiqiao, which is rare.

"How is that classmate?" asked Huang Ziyong with concern.

The beaten man was bleeding from his head, and he was not only a humanitarian greeting, but also a more important point.

He is Wang Shuwen's parent, and her brother Wang Ziyong, and he must take this responsibility.

"Mr. Wang, that's the ......"

Although Mr. Qian is young, he still has the teacher's occupational disease, and Balabala said a lot.

explained the cause and effect, and expressed regret bitterly, and also hoped that Wang Ziyong, as an elder brother, could guide correctly.

After all, the college entrance examination is imminent, and if he is punished, Wang Shuwen is likely to be delayed in his future.

Huang Ziyong listened from the sidelines, and did not interject in defense, occasionally responding, "Yes! Yes!", plus the three-word mantra "I'm sorry".

Half an hour later.

Huang Ziyong led the girl out.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"What's going on? I beat her up!"

"Are you justified in beating someone?"

Huang Ziyong's eyes narrowed slightly, and for the first time in his life, he was angry with the girl.

"What else can you do if you fight all the fights? Lose money, aren't you making money?"

"Wang Shuwen, let me ask you again, why are you fighting?" Huang Ziyong asked with a gloomy face.

There is a momentum of black clouds crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

At this age, if the girl didn't realize the seriousness of the fight, then he would be very worried.

"She scolded me. ”

"What did you scold about?"

Wang Shuwen was submissive, and there was no sound in the middle of the sound.

"Okay!

Huang Ziyong couldn't bear it anymore and took out his mobile phone, "Then let Auntie come over!"

"Huang Ziyong, are you crazy?" Wang Shuwen suddenly raised his head, his face hideous, like a grumpy cat.

"Yo! are you still baring your teeth with me?"

Huang Ziyong took a deep breath and said, "Finally, I ask you again, why are you fighting?"

He can tolerate anything else, but fighting with his classmates has touched the law.

He will not allow the girl to go astray.

"She said you plagiarized. Wang Shuwen stubbornly tilted his head, his eyes still spewing anger.

Huang Ziyong stood on the spot, as if his heart had been stabbed fiercely, and he felt a faint pain.

"Uh...... You should ask her, who did I copy, and I copied it so well. ”