Compared with the office like the Hoan kennel, the office of the overbearing director is much more high-end.

The space of more than 50 square meters is decorated with a very trendy sense.

Leather chair lifts, a giant desk, a personal coffee machine and a wooden wardrobe. In the nondescript corner, there is even a treadmill of the name brand. Looking at the spotless appearance of the treadmill, it seems that the overbearing director will run on it every day.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and the delicate sunlight shone in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, making several potted plants under the floor-to-ceiling windows look more vivid, and the fresh air of the office was also mixed with a faint smell of perfume, which was impacting Huo An's nasal cavity.

I saw that behind the huge desk, Zhang Wanjun, who was wearing a black professional skirt and a pair of rimless glasses, was leaning on the back of the chair with her arms crossed, looking at Huo An and Xu Lu sitting opposite her with the unique eyes of the above.

Zhang Wanjun, who just turned 30 this year, is still unmarried, and it seems that she doesn't even have a boyfriend. Also, there are few men who can control such a career-minded woman.

But I have to say that although Zhang Wanjun always has the image of a cold-faced killer and her style of acting is decisive and ruthless, her appearance is alluring to the country and the city, and she is not inferior to many first-line female artists.

Suffice it to say, in addition to not being able to laugh, she is perfect in image!

This kind of staring lasted for about three minutes, and Zhang Wanjun finally spoke, "Huo An, when did you learn lyrics and composition?"

Originally, Huo An may have been jealous of Zhang Wanjun for personal reasons, but now, a similar situation will never appear again.

Hearing Zhang Wanjun's words, Huo An smiled, "I studied for a while when I was in school, but I didn't follow any famous teachers. Probably because I have a good understanding, I can always comprehend the rhythm and melody more deeply than others!"

Zhang Wanjun's face was expressionless, and she didn't know whether she was happy or unhappy.

She paused, then continued, "I think you should also know that your contract is about to expire and the company is working on your new contract. If you really have a certain level of lyricism and composition, I can make some changes to this new contract!"

Getting to the point so quickly, Zhang Wanjun really doesn't drag his feet in doing things. Huo An pondered for a moment and said, "How do you want to try it?"

As if thinking about this problem, Zhang Wanjun spread out her hands on the desk, and her index finger tapped rhythmically on the table. After a while, he said, "Chen Fang should have released a new album a long time ago, but because there is no title song, this matter has been dragging on." In this way, if you can write the title song of an album for Chen Fang, and it can also be recognized by the market, I will give you an A-grade contract!"

"Oh?" Although Huo An's face looked calm, he was already shocked in his heart.

Chen Fang is a singer that Deep Blue Entertainment has focused on cultivating in the past two years, not only is he handsome, but his voice is also high-pitched and clear, which is very suitable for singing some songs with a large vocal range.

It's a pity that Deep Blue Entertainment has always been weak in lyrics and composition, although it has always wanted to hire those powerful lyricists and composers, but that kind of talent is very rare, even if there is a half, most of them are recruited by other large companies.

So in the past few years, although the company has been spending a lot of money to build Chen Fang, the superstar of tomorrow, but unfortunately the harvest has always been minimal. Until now, I can't even make the title song of an album.

Of course, none of this is a problem for Hoan now. What made him feel unbelievable was that the domineering director actually promised an A-level contract. You must know that Chen Fang, which is built as a superstar of tomorrow, is just an A-level contract.

Speaking of which, the domineering director already attaches the same importance to him as Chen Fang.

Quietly glancing at Huo An, who was in a state of thinking, Zhang Wanjun stood up and left the desk. She walked over to a few potted plants, picked up a small watering can placed next to it, and sprayed a mist of water at a pot of pothos.

"How's it going?"

A few words of understatement came out of Zhang Wanjun's mouth.

Taking advantage of Zhang Wanjun's back to Huo An, Xu Lu hurriedly poked Huo An with her fingers. The meaning is clear, let him agree.

Huo An nodded, "Yes, but I also have one condition!"

Oh?

Zhang Wanjun frowned slightly and turned around, "What conditions?"

Huo An, "If the song I write is recognized by the market, after signing the contract, can I pay three million from the company in advance?"

Zhang Wanjun chuckled rarely, "Do you need money urgently?"

Huo An nodded undeniably.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Wanjun said without thinking about it, "Okay, I can promise you, but when you take over the play or release the album in the future, the money will be deducted from your share!"

Hoan, "That's fine!"

"Okay!"

Zhang Wanjun nodded, "Since you are so sure, go back and write songs now." Oh yes, how long does it take you to write a song. I heard Xu Lu say, it only took you three minutes to write a song when you went to do the show?"

Huo An smiled, "It's okay now, but it has to be extended to five minutes!"

Probably because he couldn't believe Huo An, he felt that Huo An was too dissolute, Zhang Wanjun's face became even colder, "So sure? Then write it here, I'll time you!"

That's what Hoan wants!

The reason is very simple, he wants to shock Zhang Wanjun fiercely and re-establish his image in Zhang Wanjun's heart.

Life and death are downplayed, just do it, Huo An got up and took the pen and paper from Zhang Wanjun's desk, and entered into some kind of contemplation.

Open the system page, open the skill bar, and just as Huo An was about to buy the short-term skills of a god-level musician, the system's prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding.

Host, short-term skills only have the right to buy twice, more than twice, the short-term mode of the purchased skills will be canceled, please keep in mind the host!"

Nani?

Huo An wanted to scold his mother, but now that time was limited, he had to swallow this evil breath.

instantly bought the short-term skills of a god-level musician, and the points account was immediately reduced by five hundred points. However, when Huo An looked at the points account, he noticed that the points had reached 90,000. After thinking about it, it was probably the emotional column published yesterday that began to be reprinted on a large scale.

But now is not the time to be happy, under the gaze of the cold and domineering director, the pen in Huo An's hand moved.

He wrote very seriously and very quickly, as if he had this song in his heart, and the whole process of lyrics and composition did not stop for a moment.

Seeing his determined look, Zhang Wanjun, who started the timer at the same time as Huo An, raised her eyebrows. As the director of an artist company, she doesn't believe anyone can write a song in five minutes. Even if I could write it, would it be nice to have a song like that?

Although Xu Lu explained, Zhang Wanjun did not fully believe Xu Lu's words.

She wanted to see how Huo An could write a song in five minutes.

Time passed quickly, and when the five minutes were just up, Huo An's hand immediately stopped.

"It's written!"