Meng Chen leaned lazily on the sofa, spitting smoke rings in his mouth, in his opinion, it was all for money to wander in Beidu with a guitar, and the so-called dreams, in fact, the ultimate goal of dreams is money, since it is not a problem of money, then it is not a problem.

He pressed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray and said in a loud voice, "As long as it's not a matter of money, it's not a problem, come to work tomorrow, stop singing today, hang the appetite of those people outside." ”

"I'm sorry Boss Meng, I can't do this job. ”

Hearing this, Meng Chen almost jumped up from the sofa, his eyes were round, and his glare, which was already fierce, looked even more fierce, and he took out another cigarette, "The young man has passed this village, but there is no such shop, my old Meng's bar is one of the best in the northern capital, and I have opened all the conditions here, or you can think about it again." ”

"Not really. Han Mo was also helpless, but there was really no way for the sake of the child.

Meng Chen is a smart person and very reasonable, he is angry in his heart, he is angry that this kid can't look down on such a good opportunity, but he can also understand that everyone has their own difficulties, and sometimes they just have to be in love. He didn't want to ask more, at this time Han Mo had already gotten up, and Meng Chen also stood up.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward, Meng Chen's appearance was very fierce, and he stood up like a wall.

Flutter, Meng Chen smiled, stretched out his hand, took the initiative to shake hands with Han Mo and said, "Young man, your "Those Flowers" can completely explode those bullshit songs that are popular now, and remind you to register your copyright, don't be taken advantage of by people with intentions, my brother is all he says." Although it was a pity, he admired the young man, and had a hunch that this young man could not be wrong in the future.

Han Mo responded to Meng Chen politely, thanked him and prepared to leave.

Through the memory of the original owner, Han Mo has long understood that the world has a strong sense of copyright, there is not so much piracy, to be precise, there is no awareness of piracy, and the common people also pursue genuine copies and will not download pirated copies. Meng Chen is kind-hearted, no piracy does not mean that he will not steal the song, because since this song is original, if it is not registered, it will be performed first, and others will hear it, then whoever registers it will be whom, and this kind of thing is not clear.

Han Mo, who left the bar, looked back at the tall sign MAX on the top of the bar, and he might not be able to find a higher salary than here when he left here, but there was no way, he always had to make a choice.

The warm wind of summer blew through, lifting the hair on his forehead, revealing a little bead of sweat, Han Mo's mood was a little complicated, he couldn't see the little guy at night, and he was really reluctant, and he was walking in the direction of the child's kindergarten unconsciously, and found that he found that his direction Han Mo didn't want to change as he continued to walk towards the kindergarten with his consciousness, and suddenly, the mobile phone rang.

Han Mo was overjoyed, could it be that Shu Ya couldn't pick up the child because of something temporarily? He quickly took out his mobile phone, his eyes fell on the screen, his eyebrows frowned, and what flashed on the screen was not the familiar name, but an unfamiliar number, Han Mo's mobile phone had not received a strange call for a long time, and he instinctively associated this phone with a spam call, he hesitated, and his finger slid to connect.

Because she had waited for a long time, Wang Qian silently counted the beeps in her heart, and suddenly the phone was connected, she was a little overwhelmed, "You, hello, I'm ......" A few seconds passed, Wang Qian stumbled to introduce herself and didn't express anything, and suddenly her hands were empty.

"Hey, Han Mo, hello, I'm Li Manli, the host of Apple TV. Li Manli rolled her eyes at Wang Qian, she was anxious, she couldn't stand Wang Qian's babbling words, and snatched the phone.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment, "Hello." ”

After hearing the word "hello", no other voice came from the phone, Li Manli knew that the other party was waiting for her to say the reason for the call, and the number of contacts was not much, but she was used to Han Mo's reticenity, she hooked the corners of her mouth and showed a beautiful arc on the phone, "We found your mobile phone number on the registration form of the last competition." She paused for a moment and continued, "I bothered you this time because Happy Valley contacted our TV station, hoping that "Where Are You Going, Dad" can be sung by you, of course, the price must be very beautiful, you can rest assured of this, but I don't know if you have time?"

Wang Qian clenched her hands into fists behind Li Manli, clenched her back molars, and hated her teeth, obviously the phone number she found, and Director Guo also handed over this matter to her, this kind of thing was originally what she, the director's assistant, should do, where did Li Manli come from, what identity and why did she make this call, no, it was not a call, it was a robbery of her mobile phone.

Thinking of this, Wang Qian was even more unconvinced, especially when she heard Li Manli, who usually looked domineering and domineering, one by one

The title of "you" Han Mo was so polite and pleasant, Wang Qian was unhappy in her heart, and she took a sip in her heart. ”

Han Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth, this thing came really suddenly, but it was a great thing, he really had no reason to refuse, Happy Valley's generosity had already been learned when he bought this song, he didn't show excitement, but he was very happy in his heart, because he had money, he had just lost his job at the bar, and at this moment he rekindled hope.

Li Manli waited for a while and didn't hear the other party's answer, and said tentatively, "Han Mo, are you still there?"

"Yes. I've had time lately, and I'm always available. Of course Han Mo has time, because there is no work, there is more time left, he hopes that this matter will be put on the agenda as soon as possible, because in the way of Happy Valley, it will definitely be very happy to make money, and money is always good in hand.

Li Manli and Wang Qian didn't know that Han Mo was in an embarrassment, in their thinking, Han Mo was a very cold and very low-key person, even if it was such a big thing as selling songs, he had a calm expression, before the call, they were even worried that Han Mo might refuse, but at this moment Li Manli heard Han Mo's happy promise, and a stone fell to the ground in her heart.

The time they agreed on was the morning of the next day, and they would go directly to the recording studio, and Happy Valley would also send someone to talk to Han Mo. The style of the leadership of Happy Valley is vigorous and resolute, the cost of time is above all else, and the meaning of about the recording studio is obvious, talking about money, talking about it, recording it immediately, and not wanting to delay for a moment.

Hung up the phone, Li Manli threw the phone to Wang Qian casually, her red lips hooked up a happy arc, and she turned around and prepared to leave without saying anything.

Wang Qian listened with her ears pricked up just now and didn't hear what Han Mo on the other end of the phone said, she was in a hurry, Li Manli hung up the phone and wanted to leave, but she didn't agree.

She hurriedly caught up, "How is it, how is it, did Han Mo agree?"

Li Manli rolled her trademark eyes, "I'll go out, of course he will agree, if you estimate this matter, it will be hanging." She didn't stop, twisting her hips as she spoke.

Wang Qian heard the answer she wanted to know, didn't follow anymore, stopped, and felt happy in her heart, her two little fat hands waved a few times in the air, and then she reacted to the second half of Li Manli's words, "What do you mean that I will hang!"

Han Mo on the other side put away his mobile phone and hooked the corners of his mouth, money is too important to him, this job is really timely. He breathed a deep sigh of relief, and at this moment he had already walked to the door of the Golden Sun Kindergarten, because it was not outdoor activity time, and there were no children on the playground, Han Mo stopped at the gate, thinking about the little guy who was playing in a classroom in the building.