It was already the fifth day since Fang Yi got off at his hometown station.

Originally, he should have gone home the day after agreeing on the copyright registration of the song, but he still underestimated the popularity of "Hanging Drown", and his phone was about to burst on the third day after the party.

The world he is in is almost transparent, and it is not complicated to get his contact information.

And the final result is that many people ask him if he intends to sell the copyright of the song on the grounds that he values his commercial value, or sign him with an annual salary of one million.

In other words, ordinary people will definitely be happily dizzy by the pie that fell out of thin air, for fear of missing this opportunity and agreed.

But they didn't know that Fang Yi had a clever person by his side who understood the rules of the industry in detail, Xie Mengmeng.

This kind of trick of a small company Xie Mengmeng couldn't be clearer, sign you over to eat a wave of dividends, and then hide it directly after the effect, and you don't know what pimples you throw.

As for the so-called million-dollar annual salary, the registered capital of other companies may not be there, how can it be given to you, and a wave of effect agreement will be made directly, and the profit will not be lost.

The basic salary is fixed, the dividend is the big one, you can't meet the expected results of the contract, I'm sorry, you can't get any of this money.

Regarding these spam messages, Xie Mengmeng told him to ignore them all.

If you really want to sell copyrights, you should find a big company like her behind her, and implicitly hint that her agent has intentions in this regard.

What's more, Xie Mengmeng is obviously still oriented towards him, and also told her that the world now has a lot of support for originality, as long as the original song is uploaded to an original playback website called 'The Voice of Guoyin', then every time people listen to this song, they will pay a certain percentage of the remuneration to the original author, and the website only charges 15% of the commission.

And in the future, any other illegal embezzlement will be held accountable, and the voice of Guoyin will come forward to deal with it for him, but relatively speaking, the profit of this song is not so lucrative.

If Fang Yi really doesn't want to sell the copyright of the song, he can record the song in its entirety and upload it to this website.

Seeing that Xie Mengmeng was so attentive to himself, Fang Yi also reciprocated, and said that if the other company's offer was reasonable in the later stage, he would not mind selling the operation rights of the song.

Yes, it is only the right to operate, not the complete copyright, because this can not only retain his personal commercial singing rights as the original creator, but also take back the operation rights of the other party after the contract expires, so as to ensure that his interests are maximized.

And if Wanteng Entertainment knew that the person who came up with this bad idea for Fang Yi was its own artist Xie Mengmeng, I don't know how it would feel.

Walking on the road in his memory, Fang Yi soon saw the familiar brick house.

In front of the house is a small courtyard surrounded by a fence, which is not large, about 30 square meters.

It was full of green plants, and there were many potholes, and there should have been a small lump of in the potholes, but after Fang Yi took his classmates home and felt ashamed, Fang's mother never raised chickens again.

Looking back now, Fang Yi suddenly realized that he was not a thing before, and he knew every day that he was following behind that Su Yimo's ass.

Mom can pull her up alone, she has a lot of dealing with the chickens in the yard, and she doesn't do a lot of dirty work, she doesn't complain about it, but Fang Yi is hypocritical.

With such self-blame, Fang Yi quickly pushed open the fence of his house.

But before he could get close to the door, he heard several high-pitched voices.

When I looked closely, several hot aunts were playing hot around a mahjong table.

"Bump! Bar, bar burst! ”

"Hey, hey, don't be so ruthless, this is my Zhuang!"

"Yes, Gui Fen is too lucky today, and if I continue to play, my man's day's work will be in vain."

"What kind of work do you go to, do you go to it, or who do you go to?"

"you, isn't the one in your house who can't do it again, it becomes a soft-footed shrimp in less than 2 minutes on the kang, and you miss a wild man, don't you?"

"Yes, I thought about it, and I still want your man to live, do you give it to me?"

"What do I refuse, as long as he has the courage to give!"

“……”

The corners of Fang Yi's mouth twitched at the gate, as soon as these old ladies and guests in the village opened their mouths, they were really not taboo, and after taking a deep breath, they coughed lightly into the door: "Cough, Mom, I'm back." ”

"Eh, Xiaoyi, so fast?"

Zhang Guifen was taken aback, and then stood up: "No, no, my son is back, I have to cook for him." ”

"Isn't your son handless and footless, such a big person, won't he make some food by himself?"

An aunt who lost miserably still wanted to turn over the book, and she was a little unhappy, but she still turned around and said hello to Fang Yi: "Yo, our future college students are back, I haven't seen you for a while, and hey!" ”

"Aunt Wang is good, Aunt Xu is good, Su ......"

Fang Yi greeted them one by one, and finally hesitated when it was the turn of a certain beautiful woman, but finally shouted out together: "Aunt Su is good." ”

The other two aunts praised Fang Yi for being sensible, and they had grown up a lot.

But when he said it, he always looked at Fang Yi's lower body.

All of them are old oilers.

As for this Aunt Su, she said painlessly: "Do you still know to call me Aunt Su?" I thought you had forgotten all the things you promised me before school started. ”

Fang Yi's eyes changed slightly, and he chose to pretend to be crazy and stupid: "I'm sorry, my memory has never been very good, if I really forget something, please Aunt Su for the sake of me being a junior, and take care of it." ”

I haven't seen him for a few months, but this stinky boy is eloquent and sharp-tongued.

This junior, so that Susie came to the mouth of the words immediately swallowed back, snorted and sat there with his chest hugged.

The other two aunts saw the smell of gunpowder here, and they didn't care about winning or losing, they smiled, and the mahjong tiles slipped away: "There is still something at home, go first, the money will be recorded first, and we will count it together." ”

Zhang Shufen: "......"

"Mom, did you help me dry the quilt?"

Fang Yi looked at Zhang Shufen with a smile.

"Quilts? Oh, oh, I haven't done it yet, I'm going to get it. ”

Zhang Shufen was stunned, then reacted, and ran upstairs.

Seeing his mother leaving, Fang Yi slowly looked at Susie who was sitting upright: "Aunt Su, if there is anything, just tell me directly." ”

Susie stared at Fang Yi for a long time, and then nodded slowly: "You are indeed different. ”

Fang Yi didn't speak, waiting for the following.

Susie didn't expect Fang Yi to be so calm, so she didn't beat around the bush again: "I want to know what happened between you and Yimo, it was fine before leaving, as soon as I came back, this kid locked himself in the room and couldn't come out, my own daughter I know myself, if it wasn't for the great grievances, she would never be like this." ”

"Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be asking for guilt, Fang Yi wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart, but he still held back, and said lightly: "Isn't this all thanks to you?" ”

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