Ye Junfeng smiled: "That's also written by my baby son, how about it?" Mr. Wang Li, please come and sit down for a while. ”

"Oh, good." Wang Li followed Ye Junfeng into the house, Ye Bihuang was just said by his father to be a baby son, and he also followed into the house with a smile.

"Zhang Bin!" As soon as Wang Li entered the house, he saw his old rival Zhang Bin, and his face changed suddenly, the company also gave him a commission, the bottom line of each of his songs is 50,000 yuan, which can be lowered, and the bottom line of depression is 30,000 yuan, and the difference in the middle is the money he earns. But when he saw Zhang Bin, he felt that something was wrong, could it be that Ye Bihuang submitted more than one draft? Then you have to question him!

Zhang Bin was also surprised when he saw Wang Li, and he was also wondering if Ye Bihuang had submitted more than one draft, but he quickly concealed his surprise, stood up and made a hugging gesture and said, "Wang Li, hello, old friend, I really didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Hehe, hehe." Wang Li hugged Zhang Bin awkwardly, these two people are good friends on the surface, but they are actually business rivals, and everyone in the industry knows it.

Because after all, the careers of two people are the same, and peers are enemies.

"Let's talk, I'll watch first." Zhang Bin came to Puhai this time, and he didn't get a little sweetness, so he naturally wouldn't let his old opponent Wang Li get better, and he had to wait and see what happened. If you can, you naturally want to help this Ye Bihuang family.

Ye Junfeng handed Wang Li a cleaned apple as usual, Wang Li took the apple with a dry smile, but put it on the table, he should have disliked the plates in Ye Bihuang's house were not clean.

In fact, it was only superficially unclean, and no matter how much it was washed, nothing could be washed off.

"Well, let me introduce myself again, I am the negotiator of Hong Kong Canadian Records, my name is Wang Li, I came this time to negotiate the price of the lyrics of a few songs written by your son, I will not ink, I want to ask what your psychological price is like."

With Zhang Bin sitting next to him, it was as if there was someone who could see through him watching over him. He is like sitting on pins and needles, and his usual level of negotiation cannot be brought into play.

"Let's ask Mr. Wang Li to tell me how the lyrics of my son's songs are written, I want to hear your company's evaluation." When he said this, Ye Junfeng's eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Li's face, and he was observing his expression.

Wang Li talked eloquently: "Our company's evaluation of the lyrics written by Ye Bihuang is generally okay, and we have discussed it several times before and after, and finally decided to acquire these songs." ”

In fact, it has become a habit for Hong Kong Jiaji Company to secretly write lyrics, but this time there is the official seal of a large group in Puhai City on the different letterheads! If they provoke it, they will definitely suffer a lawsuit, so they sent someone to negotiate.

The passage that Wang Li said just now is very level, especially his expression is very rich, which fully shows the attitude of the company's senior management who can buy or not. Ye Bihuang smiled coldly behind his father's back, since you are so insincere, then don't buy it, what are you doing here, you must be yin by me when you come, otherwise you will get out.

"Well, it seems so, let me tell you how much our family sells for a song. It's this number. As soon as Ye Junfeng stretched out his hand, it was 60,000.

Ye Bihuang shouted in his heart, he is worthy of being a father who used to be a factory director, this bite doubled the bottom line that Ye Bihuang once told him, and the price in the future is also negotiable.

"What? You're too lion, don't you, you want 60,000 for a song? The top lyricists don't have such a high salary. Are you insincere" Wang Li's face changed immediately, but when he saw Ye Junfeng and Ye Bihuang's flat eyes, he knew that his set would not work against the other party, and the other party's family would not be able to handle it.

"Our company has been discussing and finally decided that the price of a song is 30,000 yuan, which is our highest price, and if it is higher, there is no need. What do you think? Wang Li regretted that he had just let Ye Junfeng talk about the bottom line price first, it was not easy to talk about it like this.

Ye Bihuang really couldn't look at it, so he stepped forward and said: "Hehe, Mr. Wang Li, the bottom line price of our family is 50,000, if you want to be lower, please leave, I will sell the song to this Mr. Zhang Bin, the price Mr. Zhang Bin just gave is 50,000, right, Mr. Zhang Bin." ”

Ye Bihuang actually saw Zhang Bin secretly gesturing to himself just now, it was five.

They are business rivals, and it is natural to know the bottom line of their opponents. Ye Bihuang also subconsciously chose to believe Zhang Bin.

Wang Li's face was ugly and said, "You actually submitted more than one draft!" Do you know that you are violating the law in the industry like this."

Ye Bihuang stepped forward and said sharply: "Which eye did you see that I had submitted more than one draft?" The songs I voted for Hong Kong Polygram Records are "This Winter Is Not Too Cold", "Possession", "People in the Rain", "Love Wolf Says", and "Love is Eternal", and the four songs that I voted for you are "Love is Not Bird", "True Forever", "Love Burns Endlessly", and "Waiting for You to Love You to the End". It's not more than one draft at all, please Mr. Wang Li, you speak with more respect, otherwise I will sue you for slander! ”

Wang Li's face changed immediately, and he said: "Let me tell you the truth, the reserve price of our company is 40,000 yuan, if you agree, we will buy it, if you don't agree, I will leave." ”

Ye Junfeng looked at Wang Li with a smile on his face, and Ye Bihuang sneered and was silent.

Wang Li snorted coldly and left.

"Hmm, I accepted the price of 45,000 that Mr. Zhang Bin said just now, and I still have five songs here, I don't know if you are willing to buy it?"

"Okay, I can decide this matter myself, please come up with the lyrics first."

"I haven't written this word yet, I'll just write it down." Ye Bihuang walked into the back room, took out a few pieces of paper and a pen, and wrote out five songs on the table, all of which were from the album "Forget You I Can't Do It", "Insomnia Night", "It Doesn't Matter", "Dust", "Love Letter", and "Dilemma". These five songs are all lyrics from Zhang Xueyou's album released in 95.

His 94-year album has not yet been released, and the songs of 95 years have definitely not been written, Ye Bihuang is sure that his lyrics will not be crashed.

"Your son's handwriting is good." When Zhang Bin saw Ye Bihuang's words, his eyes flashed with approval.

Ye Junfeng is actually very strange about his son's font, he remembers that his son's handwriting was still very bad a few years ago, why did it suddenly become so good? I can also write songs, and I have to find a time to ask.

Ye Bihuang hummed these five songs softly and sang softly.

It is clear that all the songs are in Zhang Xueyou's style. This made Zhang Bin very happy, these songs don't need to be presented to the company's headquarters at all, he can make a decision himself, now he has made a great contribution, and he will definitely be praised when he goes back.

"Good, good! These are all suitable for my company's big-name singer Zhang Xueyou, who is very suitable for this style of music. Zhang Bin patted Ye Bihuang on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, you are really a hero out of a teenager, there is hope for your family's future!" How about a song of 45,000, how about these five songs plus the five songs you originally sent to the company, a total of 450,000? ”

In fact, Zhang Bin had already discovered that Ye Bihuang was the decision-maker in this matter, so he asked Ye Bihuang directly.

Ye Bihuang nodded, then stretched out his hand and said, "Happy cooperation." ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."