When Yan Shu finished processing the company's artist contract, it was already evening.

Twenty-eight contracts, only three people are willing to stay.

But it's better than Yan Shu expected.

After all, she thought no one wanted to stay.

Next, she has to reorganize the company and plan the development of her artists.

And how to make money!

Thinking of this, Yan Shu suddenly remembered the word score she had used her trumpet to submit to the official email address of Soya Company.

I forgot about it during this time, and I don't know if the other party saw it.

Yan Shu logged in to the mailbox.

I was instantly confused by the 99+ email.

She doesn't use this trumpet often, which is who sends her so many messages.

Take a look.

Dumbfounded.

It was a reply email from Sawyer Music Company, and the other party said that he liked her lyrics very much and wanted to contact her for details.

Yan Shu then remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to leave her phone number.

She immediately replied to her phone number.

One second after the email is successfully sent.

Her phone rang.

"It can't be Sawyer, right?"

Yan Shu looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen, couldn't help but guess, and then picked it up.

"Hello, I'm Xu Qiao, the manager of the music department of Sawyer's company, I'm very satisfied with the lyrics you submitted to us, so let's meet and talk in detail?"

The other party said quickly, as if he was afraid that the phone would be hung up in the next second.

The corners of Yan Shu's mouth curved, it was really Sawyer's company.

"Absolutely. Yan Shu replied.

Xu Qiao on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, and the tiredness of staring at the mailbox every day for days was swept away, and his face was full of excitement and excitement.

These words are so well written!

And the style of words is very similar to the long-lost spirit of words.

Majestic and atmospheric.

He suddenly had a bold idea.

then shook his head with a smile, he probably thought it was because he was too regretful about what happened back then, so he would associate the two together.

But he knew it couldn't be the same person.

Ci Ling has long been ......

"Lao Xu, what are you doing when you make a phone call, happy for a while and sad for a while?"

Wu Hui, who came in with the documents, just took in Xu Qiao's expression and couldn't help but quip.

Xu Qiao put on his joy again and got up from his chair, "Who do you guess I just called?"

"Who? Wu Hui instantly aroused his curiosity.

Lao Xu is a person, usually serious and serious, except for work is work, plus the recent rival company has signed several singers with aura.

And also invited Chu Yan, who is known as a talented woman, to write lyrics for this.

As soon as the new song came out, it instantly became the top of the charts of major music platforms.

On the other hand, they have their own company, polishing new songs for a few months, but the response on the market has been mediocre, and they have even been pressed and beaten by rival newcomer singers.

As the person in charge, Xu Qiao can imagine how congested he is.

In the past few days, the office has been surrounded by a low air pressure, and no one dares to touch his head to provoke him.

But now I actually saw joy on Lao Xu's face, this call should be unusual.

Xu Qiao swept away the gloom of these days and waved his hand, "I found a lyricist who has already read several lyrics, and next month's new song conference is guaranteed to amaze you!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Hui became interested.

Rushed to Xu Qiao, "Show me no, what kind of lyrics are you so admired?"

Xu Qiao put his head in front of the computer and slapped it away, "I haven't talked to anyone yet, what are you anxious about?"

Am I in a hurry?

It's obvious that you're in a hurry, and you haven't even talked about it, so you look like the other party is using it for you.

Tut~

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Yan Shu just hung up the phone of Sawyer's company, and turned her head to receive a call from the director of "Intelligent Entertainment Competition" in which she and Lu Chengqi participated.

Since the recording was stopped last time due to an accident, coupled with the public opinion turmoil between An Rong and Lu Chengqi, Yan Shu has long left this program group behind.

At that time, I didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to contact her again.

I actually want to finish recording the next part.

After all, that episode of the show did have the finishing touches left.

However, thinking of Ji Moting's back injury, Yan Shu was silent for a moment and then replied, "Director, you said to give an explanation for the accident before, I don't know if you found out." ”

"Miss Yan Shu, I just happened to tell you about this, we have found a clue, which may be helpful to you. ”

Yan Shu rubbed the edge of the cup, she thought that the director would be with the mud, but she didn't expect to be willing to call out the clues.

"Okay, I'll go over and talk to you myself. ”

An hour later.

Yan Shu met with the director.

"Just the monitoring that day. The director directly took Yan Shu to the computer and showed her, "Originally, the monitoring that day was broken, we picked it up and repaired it, but I didn't expect it to be repaired." ”

After watching the monitoring, Yan Shu frowned.

The perpetrator surprised her.

is actually one of the guests, and it happens to be the male fan of An Rong.

"Our program team assumed with the guest that he would be fully responsible for the medical expenses, this guest's background is a little special, and he is still in college, if he wants to be held legally responsible......"

"I want to know why he did it. ”

Yan Shu's expression was very cold.

She is not a virgin, and everyone else wants to ruin his appearance, do you want her to say sorry generously?

scold

I'm sorry about that.

She will repay her eyes.

And thinking of the injury on Ji Fool's back, she couldn't forgive this person.

The director was stunned, "Then I'll call him and you can talk." ”

But the phone didn't work.

"It doesn't work. The director was a little puzzled, "But the homeroom teacher at his school happened to know me, so I asked him." ”

If it weren't for his friend's student, he wouldn't have pleaded with Yan Shu just now.

After all, what he did did was indeed illegal.

Then to people's surprise, the classmate dropped out of school, and the head teacher didn't know where the person went.

The director looked at Yan Shu blankly and conveyed the meaning of the head teacher.

Yan Shu was surprised.

Is this a fear of crime absconding?

The director spoke at the right time, "Miss Yan Shu, the matter has been investigated, Mr. Ji has been discharged from the hospital, and the recording of the show has reached the final stage, do you see that you have time to finish the rest of the recording." ”

Yan Shu knocked on the corner of the table, "Director, haven't you calculated the appearance fee for this show for me yet." ”

The director was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Yan Shu to care about this.

He smiled bitterly, "You also know that the ratings of our show are not high, and they are about to go out of business, so this appearance fee is really not too high......"

"Just tell me how much you can give. Yan Shu looked at her with a torch in his eyes.

There were stars in his eyes.

She is very short of money now, even if she only has one finger cover, it is money.

The director silently stretched out 3 fingers.

Yan Shu's eyes lit up, "Three hundred thousand!"

The director slipped on the soles of his feet and almost fell, with a bitter face, "You are too strong....."

Well, it seems that Bai is happy.

Yan Shu sighed, "Then you can give as much as you can." ”

Less is better than nothing.

Fly legs are also meat.

And she has been a lot of time, and it has been a month since she made a bet with Yan's father.

In this month, she really didn't have much income except for spending money.

But that's just the beginning, after all.

She has to show the value of the artist first, so that the father of the financier will come to the door.

Yan Shu silently calculated an account in his heart.