The reason why Meng Wen said that he would sing Zhou Haoda if he didn't give money was also because if he really didn't want money, it would be impossible for the Huayu brothers to let Zhou Haoda sing, so Zhou Haoda wouldn't work for himself.

The money has to belong to himself, which may be beneficial to Zhou Haoda, at least to improve his reputation. But Huayu Brothers can't get a dime, and in the future, if they sing their own songs live, they can also retain the right to pursue them. The Huayu brothers will not be so handled.

Then Meng Wen didn't allow Zhou Haoda to say more, so he hung up the phone a little angrily.

Meng Wen has this character, people respect me a foot and I respect people, since Zhou Haoda is unkind to himself first and treats himself as a friend, he is also in the spirit of gathering and dispersing, and he will not embarrass him too much. But in the future, it can only be treated as a stranger.

Meng Wen hung up the phone, and suddenly saw Xun Hanlei guarding the door looking at him, and asked, "What are you doing with the pestle?"

Or Xun Hanlei spoke first: "I saw you yelling in the house just now, who are you angry with?"

Zhou Haoda...... Their company" Meng Wen paused in the middle, and then said: "Originally, I said okay, Zhou Haoda's album is still two or three songs away, let me write it, if they feel that they can, give me one million each." Now I'm done writing a song, but I only have to give me 500,000 songs, and I have to buy out all the copyrights. ”

"If this is the case, if it doesn't work, we will ask for the song back and stop singing it to them. With your fame, others don't rush to ask for it. Wang Ting said unevenly beside her. It would be like forgetting the unpleasantness of the two before.

Besides, if I really want to get the song back, not only will I not be able to make friends, but I will probably have to become enemies. It's not worth it. Meng Wen explained.

"That can't cheapen them for nothing, people like this can't write songs for him in the future. Wang Ting said unevenly.

"What did Haoda say then?" Xun Hanlei also asked.

"Don't mention him, it's his call. As for this person, he changed as soon as he became famous. Meng Wen said with emotion.

"It's not a big deal, just like Tingting said, we won't write it to him in the future. Although he saved us once, you also helped him a lot, and it should have been smoothed out a long time ago. Or else he'd still be singing in that bar. ”

"Well, this time I originally thought that 500,000 would be 500,000, but he gave me another sentence that I can only give 500,000 for the first song, and the second song has to be evaluated before the price is given, so I was angry. It's true that no one wants the songs I write, as if he is the only one. Meng Wen was angry when he thought about it.

Then he said to Ouyang Die: "Ouyang, I told Zhou Haoda. In the future, let his agent talk to you about this price, and then you are welcome, we don't want money, you just bite the bullet, and the network copyright must be owned by us. ”

"Ah, what if they don't agree?"

"If you don't agree, you won't agree, let's not sign an agreement with him, what else can we do? If he dares to sing, he will sing. Meng Wen said.

"I see, don't think about it. Xun Hanlei comforted.

"Yes, it's almost noon, aren't you going to write your novel?" Wang Ting urged. Wang Ting has always been obsessed with the follow-up plot of the novel, but because of the last time Meng Wen had a headache because of excessive use of the brain, Wang Ting did not urge Meng Wen too much, and she also knew that Meng Wen had been writing novels in the morning for the past few days, and it was estimated that it was useless to urge them at ordinary times.

After Meng Wen explained the song "In the Spring" to Wang Ting just now, he went back to the room without looking back, and Wang Ting thought that Meng Wen was going to write a novel. I was thinking about it for a while, do I still have to be soft, otherwise what if Meng Wen doesn't let me see it in advance? As a result, after a while, the sound of Meng Wen making a phone call came out, and the voice was very loud, as if they were quarreling, and the three girls left the living room one after another and came over to see what was going on.

"Gee, I almost forgot if you didn't remind me. It's time for me to release a novel. Meng Wen said, hurriedly opened his social network, and released two more chapters of the previous manuscript, originally Meng Wen wanted to have one chapter a day, but now that he thinks about it, he only needs to spend one or two hours a day, he can write four or five chapters, it seems that there is no need to deliberately slow down time.

Even if it's to take care of the publishing time, I can change it once a day, two times a day. That would take about 20 days to finish serializing the first part on the Internet. And he only needs a week to write all the first 32 chapters and send them to Hu Li for review, and he can also reserve more than ten days in the middle for typesetting, printing and preparing for the book launch.

And Wang Ting saw that Meng Wen only sent two chapters of the previous manuscript, which didn't seem to be as energetic as she planned to continue writing, and said a little anxiously: "Hey, Meng Wen, aren't you writing?"

Meng Wen saw Wang Ting's urgent appearance, and secretly laughed in his heart, knowing that Wang Ting was waiting to see the plot below, but said with a serious face: "I'm in a bad mood now, and I'm not in a state." It's hard to write it if you can't write it, so why don't you write it?"

After listening to Meng Wen's words, Wang Ting was a little disappointed, but she didn't say anything. According to normal people's understanding, not being in a state is fatal to those who are engaged in creation. This is a truth that everyone understands. So Wang Ting is not good at urging.

Of course, Meng Wen said this, although there is some element of lying, but there is a certain amount of truth. Although Meng Wen's so-called creation does not need any inspiration, it also needs to calm down in order to enter the three-dimensional memory state. It's not that you can get in if you want to.

And Meng Wen's current mood, although it seems that there is nothing to do on the surface, but Meng Wen still feels very uncomfortable in his heart, but he doesn't show much when he guards the three girls.

Meng Wen was not in the mood to write a book now, and suddenly wanted to go out for a walk, so he said to Ouyang Die: "Xiao Wang, did you call you?" It just so happens that it's okay now, or let's go out to see the room, we should take a walk around and relax." ”

"Not yet, why don't we go straight to their store. It's too late to find it now. Ouyang Die said.

"Okay, Lei Lei, can you two go together? It just so happens that after we finish the room, we will eat out at noon, and we will save cooking. Meng Wen said to Xun Hanlei and Wang Ting.

Xun Hanlei was still worried about Wang Ting's chest injury, and glanced at Wang Ting with some embarrassment, Xun Hanlei was embarrassed to talk about Wang Ting's injury directly in Meng Wen, so she could only ask indirectly: "Tingting, what do you say?"

"Then let's go together. Wang Ting agreed.

Meng Wen looked at the three girls all wearing home clothes, and said, "Okay, then you should hurry up, you should change your clothes, and you should dress up." I'm going to change my clothes too. ”