I have to say that Chen Feng, this kid is really professional, listening to music while editing the MV.

"Tang Bo, it's not me who praises, your composing skills are really invincible. When I heard this, I wanted to go to southern Yunnan for a run. Chen Feng picked up the water cup on the side, took a sip of the water in the cup, and looked up at Tang Bo in front of him slightly.

"Why don't you help me write a song that can be loaded with B. When I go to a nightclub in the evening. If you install B, if you pay for the editing fee, I won't charge you!How about it?"

Tang Bo was a little speechless and looked at Chen Feng in front of him who was a little out of the way, "Look, take your beauty." I also have a song of B in a nightclub. You're not a DJ, can I still write you a song "If I Were a DJ?"

"What, is this your new song?" Chen Feng listened to Tang Bo's casual teasing, his eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Tang Bo in front of him.

"Ah, nothing, nothing!" Tang Bo hurriedly changed his words. This song really can't be written, otherwise his reputation for the rest of his life will be ruined.

"You just said write me a song, I heard it!"

Tang Bo glanced at him lightly, and then said softly: "I'm not short of money, I still have to pay for this MV editing fee." Besides, I've shown you so many beautiful pictures I've taken. I didn't ask you for money, so it's good. Do you know royalties?"

"The copyright fee for nm is ......." Chen Feng rolled his eyes slightly, ignored Tang Bo in front of him, and continued to edit the MV in front of him.

Tang Bo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, chuckled, and casually pulled a bench next to Chen Feng, "Hey, big madman, seriously." Do you want to come and help me? Is it your pursuit to open a store? Come and help me, and I'll leave you a position as editor-in-chief. How about giving you 10% of the shares?"

"Editor-in-chief?" Chen Feng hesitated, and raised his head slightly to look at Tang Bo, "I said you are not sick." Are you going to run a magazine? You're going to let me, a person who graduated from high school and doesn't have any literary skills, be the editor-in-chief? Aren't you losing your mind?"

"Who said that literature needs an editor-in-chief?" Tang Bo's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you say about photography magazines?"

"Photography magazine?" Chen Feng was slightly stunned, because the tourism industry in this world is not developed, which has led to the sluggishness of photography, and there are a lot of adventurers, travelers, and photography enthusiasts who like adventure and landscape photography. However, it is generally taken by everyone to enjoy it for themselves, or to share it in a small circle. This world has made photography a niche culture. The main reason is that there are no channels, no channels to show to the public, channels for publicity.

"Yes, photography magazine!" Tang Bo looked at him solemnly, "Chen Feng, do you know how many other people in the world don't know about mysterious places? For example, Lijiang! If it weren't for me, how many people would have seen Lijiang, a beautiful ancient city?"

Tang Bo looked at Chen Feng in front of him in a daze, and then continued.

"And the photography magazine I'm about to start is the eyes of those people. There is nothing more proud in the world than to lead a group of photographers to an inaccessible place, climb a mountain, look down on the world, and then say to them: "Look, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to see all this!"

This sentence came from Maynard Williams, a reporter for National Geographic magazine in his previous life, and this is also the sentence that impressed Tang Bo the most. It was also because of National Geographic that Tang Bo wanted to start a photography magazine. He knows very well how powerful the "National Geographic" in his previous life was, and the influence belongs to "National Geographic" in addition to "Time".

Chen Feng was also a little heavy breathing by Tang Bo's passionate words, and looked at Tang Bo in front of him tightly, "Really? Tang Bo, can you really run a photography magazine?"

"Don't you believe me? Or do you not believe in yourself? If you resign, I will start a photography magazine, not only as the editor-in-chief, but also as the president! I have come up with the name of the magazine, and it will be called National Geographic. Tang Bo patted his chest and said reassuringly.

National Geographic. After Chen Feng muttered to himself, he seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head suddenly, looked at Tang Bo in front of him, and said solemnly: "Okay! Tang Bo." You managed to convince me. I'm going to do it with you! In life, I always have to do something meaningful, and it's a waste of youth to always guard the store! It's better to be crazy, what if I succeed?"

"Don't say just in case, I Tang Bo promise you that it will be successful!" Tang Bo's dark and deep eyes stared at Chen Feng in front of him, and said solemnly.

Chen Feng was slightly stunned, glanced at Tang Bo, and laughed "hahahaha". caused Tang Bo next to him to laugh. Crazy and confident.

"But, dude...... Since you can't open this store. You also remember to pull Gao Ding over, that kid is also a talent. Tang Bo suddenly thought of something, and said softly to Chen Feng in front of him.

"Gao Ding, that kid ......." the corners of Chen Feng's mouth also rose slightly, and he raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry." You can see that he is a talent, can't I see it? That kid was born to do photography!"

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Editing a MV is never easy, and it's not uncommon to spend a day or two editing a MV. Tang Bo can't always stay next to Chen Feng and watch her edit the MV. No, here he is again. Modu Minghai International Travel Agency, that is, Liu Ming's travel agency.

Tang Bo saw Liu Ming again, and the treatment was different from the previous time. The previous time was entirely sustained by the friendship they had once had on foot. And this time, Tang Bo is simply Liu Ming's God of Wealth.

"Come on, come on...... Drink tea, drink tea!" the fragrance of tea wafted out of the purple clay pot, and the tea hit the bottom of the cup, making a crisp sound.

"Yo, your boss Liu personally makes tea. It's really rare! I must drink it well this time!" Tang Bo teased, his eyebrows raised slightly with the corners of his eyes, and said with a chuckle.

"Where, where, Tang Bo, we are good brothers, I have seen the outside world when I say these words!" Liu Ming handed the brewed tea to Tang Bo and said with a chuckle.

"Okay, okay, what is what you Boss Liu says? Who told you that Boss Liu has a big face?" Tang Bo took a sip of the tea in the purple sand teacup, tasted it carefully, and then nodded his head.

"Hehe, Tang Bo, look, that ......" Liu Ming stared at Tang Bo, wanting to speak and stopped.

"Hmm...... The tea is really average. Tang Bo put down the purple sand cup in his hand, and after commenting, he looked at Liu Ming in front of him and said, "I came to discuss this matter with you this time." ”

"That's a good feeling!" Liu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he became excited, hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Tang Bo.