The tapes and CDs were mailed to the magic capital in an expedited manner, and Feng Yu went to Fengyu to consult as usual. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

and instructed He Zhaoji to continue to lead people to suppress Han won, Feng Yu estimated that Han Yuan should be almost unable to stand up. If there are no strong foreign exchange reserves, then they can only resist by raising interest rates and restricting lending.

But there is a big gap between active defense and passive resistance, and Soros has long studied this method of three-dimensional speculation, so South Korea is not an opponent at all.

In a week at most, the won will also be lost, and then a large sum of money will be swept away.

Feng Yu was watching the South Korean news broadcast on TV, and his mobile phone rang, it was Fu Guangwei. This kid remembered that the master tape was not given to me, and asked me where I could return the master tape.

"Wei Zai, I'm consulting in the wind and rain, you can send it to me." Feng Yu answered the phone and said directly.

"Huh? What to send over? ”

"Master, didn't you lose it for me, did you?"

"Ah, no, no, here I am. What's that, Brother Feng, I'll invite you to dinner at noon, I know that an Italian chef happened to be here, and I booked a table. Fu Guangwei said enthusiastically.

Invite me to dinner? Help me rip songs, don't say let me invite to dinner, but also take the initiative to invite me to dinner?

Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief!

"Okay."

At noon, the driver sent Feng Yu to the door of the restaurant, and Feng Yu saw Fu Guangwei standing at the door of the restaurant to greet Feng Yu.

"Wei Zai."

"Brother Feng, come, I heard that this chef is very good, I know that you like to taste dishes from different regions, don't you hear about it, I will immediately book a table and call you over." Fu Guangwei was very attentive, which made Feng Yu even more suspicious.

It's not a short time to know this kid, what kind of character he has, Feng Yu doesn't dare to say clearly, but he will definitely not be so attentive, he doesn't do this to his old bean!

Sure enough, not long after eating, Fu Guangwei opened his mouth several times to speak, but Feng Yu didn't look at him at all.

Finally, when he was drinking, Fu Guangwei found an opportunity, and he didn't look for any topics to cut into, and said directly: "Brother Feng, I want to ask you for help with something." ”

"You have called me Brother Feng, just say anything directly." Feng Yu knew that Fu Guangwei must have something to look for him. However, with the energy of the Fu family in Xiangjiang, it is definitely not a matter of Xiangjiang, it should be a matter of the mainland.

As long as he doesn't get involved in politics and doesn't break the law, then he will be punished.

"Brother Feng, I heard Brother Guangzheng say, you can still write songs? You also wrote this song yesterday, right? Those two voices, are Na Ying and Wang Jingwen? Fu Guangwei looked at Feng Yu expectantly.

I'm rubbing, don't you want me to write a song for him? Brother is really not a professional, these are all classic songs copied from the previous life, I will have simple chords on the guitar, and I can't do it if it's too difficult.

Besides, brother is now active in the futures market, millions of minutes and minutes, writing songs for you? How much money can you make from the most popular songs? What's more, the copyright fees of all Feng Yu's songs are donated.

But this doesn't seem to be involved in ~ politics, not breaking the law, Fu Guangwei just helped himself, and begged him, he was really embarrassed not to agree.

"You want me to write you a song? Sing it to whom? Feng Yu asked helplessly.

Fu Guang was overjoyed: "Is there a duet between men and women?" "Feng Yu agreed to write a song for him, great!

"Tell me who you want to sing to, and I'll listen to her voice." Although Feng Yu is not a professional, he also knows that if a good song is sung by someone who is not suitable, it will also be dusty. You asked Po to sing dimples, and there were definitely not many people who liked that song!

Fu Guangwei suddenly smiled: "Brother Feng, how do you listen to my voice?" ”

Feng Yu has a big mouth, what's the matter? This thing is going to sing?!

He asked me to write a song for him to sing to? Male and female duet, this TM is going to pick up girls! You tm pickle girl, let me write a song for you!

Seeing the unswerving look on Feng Yu's face, Fu Guangwei hurriedly explained: "After recording the song yesterday, I drank too much later, and then I agreed to others in a daze, Brother Feng, you help, otherwise I won't be dishonest!" ”

Feng Yu can already guess what is going on, she must have fallen in love with a female singer, and then promised to write a good song for others. But it's good to write a female solo, and what more do you want to sing in duet!

"Let's listen to the woman's voice after dinner." Feng Yu shook his head, "Don't look for me for this kind of thing in the future." ”

There are so many gold medal songwriters in Xiangjiang, with Fu Guangwei's net worth, who can't find him, is Fu Guangwei poor?

When he saw the female singer in the recording studio, Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, why was her. But why are her eyes a little red and swollen, as if she had cried, was she reluctant yesterday?

"Zu'er, you can sing a few words casually and let Brother Feng listen to it, he will decide to write a song for you." Fu Guangwei said proudly, "This is the songwriter you liked very much yesterday, and it was easy not to make a move, Na Ying and Sun Nan were only popular when they sang the songs he wrote." ”

As soon as this girl named Zu'er opened her mouth, Feng Yu had a headache, her voice was good, not as mature as Feng Yu was when she listened to her songs in her previous life, but it was also very good, but her mouth was standard Cantonese.

Feng Yu's impression that the song that this girl had been popular in the mainland in her previous life was a Chinese song.

"Stop, you have a good voice, it seems that you have practiced professionally. Don't you know Chinese? Xiangjiang has returned to the mainland, I won't say much about how big the mainland market is, I'll write you a Chinese song, you can sing it, if you can't sing it, I'll give it to others. ”

Zu'er looked at Fu Guangwei timidly, you didn't say that last night, you said that you would find a gold medal songwriter to package me and release an album for me. It's been more than two years since I won the karaoke competition, but I still don't have a song of my own!

"Brother Feng, she doesn't know Chinese." Fu Guangwei sneered.

"Then go and learn, do you think, I can fill in words in Cantonese? But I dare to guarantee that this Chinese song will make her popular all over the mainland, and even the whole of Southeast Asia! "Actually, there is another way, which is to translate it into English and let her sing the English version.

But Feng Yu's English listening, speaking, reading and writing are no problem, but writing lyrics involves rhyming or something, and Feng Yu is not very good.

Hearing Feng Yu's assurance, Fu Guangwei quickly pulled Zu'er and said: "Don't thank Brother Feng, practice Chinese well, this song will definitely make you popular, think about Na Ying, think about Sun Nan." ”

Zu'er nodded vigorously and said bluntly: "I learn Chinese." ”

Fu Guangwei turned his head to look at Feng Yu again, and asked worriedly, "Brother Feng, the song that is sung?" ”

"Nope! Just a song, love or not! Feng Yu said angrily, with your broken gong voice, you also want to sing those golden songs!

"Yes, why not, it must be the title song of the album. Go back to Baodao to collect ten eight Chinese songs, which is enough to send her a Chinese album. ”

"Give me a guitar and find a professional composer to help me record the score."

"Eh, you, yes, it's you, come here, record the score for Brother Feng, make a mistake, be careful that I clean you up!" For others, Fu Guangwei has a different attitude.

Feng Yu sighed as he walked, a female singer he liked very much in his previous life, but he didn't expect it to be planted in Fu Guangwei's hands!

…… (To be continued.) )