"Mr. Wang, the relationship is a relationship, but I think you are here to talk about business today; Wang Xueyao changed the topic and chuckled.

Mr. Wang's face froze, and he sneered: "Catch up with the old man, I want to ask Wang Chenglin, how did that kid teach his daughter......"

"My dad just taught me not to do a loss-making business and didn't say anything. I think the three uncles and grandfathers also saw it, I spend a lot of money every day, and money is a good thing. Wang Xueyao took over and said.

Mr. Wang's face stiffened again, and the two of Feng Yicun secretly said that they were powerful, but they didn't expect that Wang Xueyao, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old at most, would be able to say such a thing.

is angry but not out of line, and greets first without giving an inch, don't pull the relationship.

"I really don't know what Wang Chenglin's kid teaches you all day long, you kid is really a goblin! Let's put it this way, the old man's team has taken a fancy to your song "For Whom", and hopes to get your authorization, this is a political task, do you understand what the old man means?" Mr. Wang chuckled, his expression was free, and he seemed to have forgotten what Wang Xueyao had choked him just now.

"Well, I understand, it's Mr. Wang, your political mission ......," Wang Xueyao chewed the words.

The shameless old man is the most difficult, Wang Xueyao simply stopped caring about him calling his grandniece.

In short, these are big shots, if it weren't for the fact that she was Wang Chenglin's daughter, I'm afraid there would be no basis for equal dialogue.

"Uh...... , cough, grandniece is really joking......"

"Taizu said that if you don't take a stitch from the people...... Wang Xueyao continued.

"Ahem...... "Old man, am I like that......?" One million is okay, right? Old man, I'm poor!" Mr. Wang said with a bitter face.

"One million? Well, you can ......," Wang Xueyao nodded.

"Huh?" Mr. Wang was really overjoyed, he didn't expect the victory to come so suddenly.

The other two were a little confused, and they didn't understand why Wang Xueyao suddenly braked so suddenly.

"One million is considered an authorization for your public welfare or internal singing, but not if it is a commercial performance! If it is a political task, then the lyrics and composers must be marked!" Wang Xueyao said.

"Uh...... , niece grand, I didn't hear the old man clearly, can you say it again?" Mr. Wang said with gritted teeth and a shake of his beard.

"I haven't said anything, by the way, I don't know what Director Feng Yicun and Chairman Liu Shaohua are looking for me?" Wang Xueyao said casually.

"Wait......"

Mr. Wang interrupted: "Niece Sun, we are definitely not involved in commercial performances, but is the million license fee too expensive? Is my nephew so stingy that you can't even care about a million dollars?"

Wang Xueyao smiled and said softly: "I'm not short of this little money, this is a symbolic meaning, does Old Man Wang think that I should be free? Isn't that an insult to Taizu and his old man? If it's not free, I will charge ten yuan and one hundred yuan or something, then I, as Wang Chenglin's daughter, didn't I indirectly slap my father in the face?"

"Uh......" Mr. Wang felt that he suddenly had nothing to say.

Maybe if that song is in someone else's hands, let alone a million, it is 10,000 yuan, and it will be a great creation to be able to sing it on the political stage, but as Wang Chenglin's daughter, there is no need.

So this million seems to be a lot, but in terms of the identity of Wang Chenglin's daughter, it is no different from giving it away for nothing, this is the same life as a person.

Like an antique, it is valuable to some, but to others it is just broken metal.

"It seems that Old Man Wang has nothing to say, so it's such a happy decision! Now Director Feng Yicun, do you say it first or Chairman Liu Shaohua, do you say it first?" Wang Xueyao asked instead.

The two looked at each other, and a wry smile appeared in their eyes.

"I'll tell you......"

Feng Yicun raised his head and said: "That's the case, there is less than half a year to go before the New Year, and it's time to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala again; you know that you want to come to Miss Wang for the Spring Festival Gala, while the meaning must be strong, you also need some themes related to national affairs, this year's flood is obviously such a theme; Originally, we were planning to hold a solicitation activity here, but we learned that Miss Wang sang "For Whom", this song is really in line with the theme! But Miss Wang, you know, it is impossible to give too much appearance fee for the Spring Festival Gala. ”

"Spring Festival Gala ......"

Wang Xueyao pondered for a while, frowned, and said softly: "I probably know a little bit about the rules of the Spring Festival Gala, and money is not important to me, my condition is that I want a one-person program for the Spring Festival Gala, about five minutes!"

"Uh...... , this ......"

Although Feng Yicun originally had this idea, Wang Xueyao naturally couldn't see it at the negotiation table, so he pretended to be embarrassed.

"I can contribute that song to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, you can let anyone sing it; yes, the literary and artistic soldiers under Mr. Wang are quite suitable; yes, that's it, I won't count you as a commercial performance on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala; Mr. Wang, is this okay?" Wang Xueyao asked.

"Niece Sun, old man, I was about to interject!" Mr. Wang suddenly gave a thumbs up.

"It's just, Old Man Wang, the advantages are all taken advantage of by you, so what do I have left?"

Wang Xueyao said with a smile: "It's still the same sentence, I want a one-man show of about five minutes!"

"I can't be the master of this, this is Xiao Feng's business, and the water here is very ......deep," Mr. Wang shook his head and said.

"Really?"

Wang Xueyao was noncommittal, she wanted to put pressure on the relationship between Mr. Wang and Feng Yicun that she had seen, but she didn't expect this old man to be quite principled.

"As far as I know, the Spring Festival Gala has been getting worse and worse over the years, right? Seriously, it's not that it's getting worse and worse, but everyone's aesthetics have improved, but because the process of reform of the political attributes of the Spring Festival Gala is too slow and can't keep up with the times, Director Feng, am I right?" Wang Xueyao pondered.

"That's right, I didn't expect even Miss Wang to see that the problem is very serious, so in fact, no one wants to be this director, and this will not fall on my head compulsorily. Feng Yicun smiled bitterly.

"The conditions are still the same, but I'll change two more songs and give me a one-man show time of about five minutes!" Wang Xueyao said categorically.

"This ......," Feng Yicun still hesitated.

"Still not good?" Wang Xueyao was a little angry.

"No, Miss Wang, don't get me wrong, it's just that you also know the attributes of the Spring Festival Gala, so I must know what the two songs you released are, and what you want to use for those five minutes to decide!" Feng Yicun waved his hand.