"Yes, why didn't I think of it, I'll contact me now!" Zhang Xiaowei's number may be difficult to find, but it is easier to find contact information for a band like the Coyote Band, which became famous earlier. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Dad, I heard that you and that Zhang Xiaowei are very good friends?" Cheng Yuanyuan took a hair dryer and blew her somewhat wet hair, looking at her father who was half-nestled on the sofa and asked.

Cheng Peng sat at home, leaning on the sofa, his eyes slightly closed, he was a little tired in the past two days. Today I ran through the factory for a day, ready to release my tenth record.

"I'm going to call Uncle Zhang in the future!" Cheng Peng corrected after listening to his daughter Cheng Yuanyuan's words.

"No, he's not a few years older than me, why do you want me to call him Uncle Zhang, I'll call him Zhang Xiaowei. Cheng Yuanyuan listened to Cheng Peng's words and said with some unconvincing.

"I said, look at you, you've been busy for most of your life, your popularity is about to be ruined, and now I have met Zhang Xiaowei, which has given you a second spring, and even my celebrity family members have also been stained, and some people in the school find me every day and ask me for your autograph. ”

Cheng Yuanyuan can be said to be a popular figure on campus now, even the principal has looked for her a few times, and the meaning of her words is that her father's band will celebrate the school.

"You kid...!" Cheng Peng also took this daughter, since he went downhill, his wife divorced him, a big man worked hard to raise his daughter, because he was too doting, so he was a little rebellious.

Cheng Peng was about to continue to talk to his daughter, when the phone rang, Cheng Yuanyuan saw this, stuck out her tongue and hurriedly ran back to her room.

She didn't know what was going on, since her father became famous, she was a little scared from the bottom of her heart, so she took advantage of her father's time to answer the phone and ran back to her room.

"Hey, hello?" Cheng Peng took a look at it and sent a number he didn't know, but in their line of work, he would answer any call, and he was running for his album during this time, and it was impossible for strange calls to fall.

"Hey, hello, are you the lead singer of the Coyote Band?" the other party asked tentatively.

"I am, do you have something to do with me?"

"You're Mr. Cheng, that's great, that's right, I'm from Atlantic Insurance Company...!" The woman began to introduce herself, but she was interrupted only halfway through her sentence.

"Oh, this young lady, I'm sorry, I've already bought insurance from Tairan Insurance Company. Cheng Peng thought that the other party was an insurance salesman, interrupted the other party, and said on the phone.

"Mr. Cheng, you may have misunderstood what I meant, this is the case, our company's board of directors has taken a fancy to the song of gratitude that you sang and wants to buy the copyright from you, can you see when we have time to talk?"

The woman was afraid that the other party would think that she was an insurance salesperson, so she hurriedly said her purpose.

"So?"

Cheng Peng listened to the other party's words and fell into contemplation, he has already recorded his gratitude in his new album, although it is sung by Zhang Xiaowei, but if this copyright is sold to the other party, it will inevitably affect his album in the future.

"Mr. Cheng, you think about it first, I sent my mobile phone number to your mobile phone, you think about contacting me, don't worry, I think in your industry, no one will pay the price in our company!" The woman listened to Cheng Peng not speak for a long time, knowing that the other party was considering, and was ready to hang up the phone after speaking.

"Wait, you also know that I can't be the master of this matter, I want to ask the author of this song!" Cheng Peng knew that Zhang Xiaowei was short of money, if a song could be sold for a good price, why not do it, it's a big deal that he is removing the song of gratitude from the album.

"Okay, we're waiting for your good news!" the other party hung up.

Cheng Peng looked at the phone that was hung up and fell into deep thought, and wondered a little in his heart, is the other party preparing to enter the entertainment industry?

But soon he gave up this unrealistic idea, after all, the other party's insurance company has achieved the front line of Huaguo, and now it is not impossible to change careers to do insurance, the problem is that the interlacing is like a mountain, and it is useless to come to the other party to buy the copyright of a song.

"Will you remember tomorrow

Yesterday you wrote in your diary

Do you still think about it tomorrow?

You used to cry the most

The teachers can't remember it."

Suddenly, his phone rang again, and since the table he sang can be downloaded on Cool Cat, he set his phone ringtone to this table mate.

"Hey, hello!" he looked at the number, it was a number he didn't recognize, and he wondered how strange numbers were piled up to call him tonight.

"Hey, are you Mr. Cheng Pengcheng?" When Cheng Peng answered the phone, a capable woman's voice came from inside.

"It's me, may I ask who you are?" Cheng Peng couldn't help frowning when he heard the other party's capable voice, he knew that this woman must be a battle-hardened woman, and he didn't want to deal with such a character, so he was already a little resistant from the bottom of his heart.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Hong Zelun's agent of Xiangjiang Southeast Entertainment Media!" The woman told her true identity, and the other party listened to her voice as if she was superior to Southeast Entertainment Media.

"Oh, hello, hello, do you have something to do with me?" Cheng Peng didn't think that the other party called him just to ask him to make music for them, he more or less knew that Hong Zelun would hold a concert at the Kyoto 10,000 people stadium on the 10th of this month, although it was said that there were 10,000 people, but the stadium was said to be able to seat at least 50,000 people.

Cheng Peng has held a concert of 10,000 people at most, and that is the real 10,000 people, unlike a gymnasium like Kyoto.

"That's the case, do you have Zhang Xiaowei's contact information?" Although the other party was begging for someone, his tone sounded uncomfortable.

"Yes, yes, but it's inconvenient to tell you!" Cheng Peng listened to the other party's tone, and he didn't want to talk to her much.

"Then can you contact the other party? Our company is ready to buy the copyright of his song Can I hold you, you can rest assured of the price, we will give him a first-line price!" The other party said confidently, as if the other party listened to her words, and would take the pen and the lawyer to find their company to sign a contract.

"Okay, I know, it's so late now, I'll tell Zhang Xiaowei about you early tomorrow morning!" Cheng Peng hung up her phone after speaking.