After they had breakfast, they went to work, and those who played cards went to play cards, and Xia Mohan was the only one left in the family.

After she finished her housework, she began to compose songs, and by the way, she stared at the location app on her phone, wanting to know her mother's whereabouts as soon as possible.

However, she stared at it for a day, and Li Yanzhe was either in his own company or went to other companies.

Xia Mohan smiled helplessly, how could she expect him to help her give the sachet to her mother? Scold! She was so naïve! In Li Yanzhe's heart, she is nothing at all.

A week passed, and Li Yanzhe didn't send the sachet to her mother at all.

Xia Mohan didn't mention her mother anymore, but she used the time when they weren't at home during the day to meet Yuan Shijie, the director of the Tianshen Music Studio.

In a week's time, she handwrote the music score she composed on the notebook, returned the USB flash drive to Yuan Shijie, and handed him her notebook.

Because it was early in the morning, there were hardly any people in the café, and the booths in the hall were empty everywhere.

Yuan Shijie took Xia Mohan's notebook, looked at the music score and hummed softly.

Xia Mohan looked at Yuan Shijie's self-absorbed appearance a little nervously, put his hands under the table, and tightly tugged at the corners of his clothes, waiting for the result.

After Yuan Shijie finished humming, he grinned, as if he was talking to himself and praising Xia Mohan: "I really didn't see the wrong person!" ”

Immediately, Yuan Shijie took out a contract and ink from his briefcase and handed it to Xia Mohan.

"You read the contract carefully, and if there is no doubt, sign it and press your fingerprint." Yuan Shijie smiled.

Xia Mohan took the contract with both hands and glanced at Yuan Shijie. Looking at his posture, it is obvious that he came prepared.

She went through every word on the contract.

To put it bluntly, this is no different from a "deed of sale". It's just that she is selling herself for her own tunes.

The contract is very clear that she Xia Mohan gave up the ownership of the two songs. In the future, as long as all the income related to these two songs, she will not have a share.

Once she signed it, these two pieces became his Yuan Shijie's original scores.

Forced by life, Xia Mohan signed and drew without hesitation.

Yuan Shijie picked up the contract, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a bank card from his briefcase and put it on the table: "There are just 500,000 in it, and the password is the pinyin of your name after removing the initial letter X." I hope you will abide by the contract and keep this matter confidential. ”

"I will. By the way, shouldn't the contract be in duplicate? Why only one copy? Xia Mohan had an extra heart.

Yuan Shijie smiled knowingly: "This contract is more special, if it is in duplicate." What if the share you have in your hand is not good for me in the future? Nowadays, online violence is terrifying! I had to learn to protect myself. Of course, you can rest assured. Although this bank card is my account name, you can use the money in it with confidence. I won't report the loss, because, in the future, I still want to cooperate with you. You should know that just two songs can't sell 500,000 at all, at most 50,000. The extra money, I see you pitiful, and you are merciful, you should know what 'gratitude is repaid', right? ”

"I understand." Xia Mohan didn't ask any more, but believed Yuan Shijie's words.