Chapter 20: At Your Disposal

Ye Ning looked at a fanatical face and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, there is no shortage of star-chasing people in any era.

Someone kept shouting for another song, but Tang Wanru didn't even look back and went back to the backstage.

After a short revelry, other cabaret performances began on stage, and the dance floor was once again lively.

"This Tang Wanru is really bullish, and she can turn a blind eye when the audience shouts like that."

"What's this, there was once a rich businessman from another province who spent a lot of money to make her sing one more song, and people didn't even blink their eyelids."

"Isn't it? Are there still people who can't get along with money these days? ”

"People have already earned enough. Tang Wanru is the pillar here, and the salary for singing a song here can be worth a year's income of an ordinary person, do you think she still cares about money? ”

Ye Ning listened to the ridicule of the two men next door, and a gleam appeared on his face.

Looks like she's really coming to the right place.

"Looking for a boss?"

The waiter frowned when he heard Ye Ning's request.

Ye Ning continued: "Yes, I have a very important matter for your boss. ”。

The waitress looked her up and down.

Of course, Ye Ning knew what the other party was thinking, and increased his voice, "If something goes wrong, your boss will investigate it, can you bear the consequences?" ”

The waiter's expression finally changed, although his intuition didn't feel that such a woman in front of him could have anything important to do with the boss, but Ye Ning's strong attitude made him a little puzzled.

"What do you call that? How do I tell my boss? ”

The boss is not just a casual meeting with anyone.

"My surname is Ye, you just tell your boss like this, I have something important to talk to him." Ye Ning knows people's mentality very well, and the more he talks, the less difficult it is to meet the people he wants.

The waiter nodded stiffly, "Please wait." ”

Ye Ning waited patiently in her seat, and she was not completely sure whether it would work or not.

About five or six minutes later, the waiter went and returned.

"The boss asked me to invite you over."

Ye Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, picked up the remaining red wine on the table and drank it all.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Ye Ning quickly crossed the dance floor in front and walked in through a side door next to the dance floor.

Originally, she thought that this was the place leading to the backstage, but after passing through a long corridor, it turned out to be a rather luxurious-looking office.

The gilded door, the precious plants and porcelain placed on both sides of the door, and the bodyguards standing straight by the door, all show that this place is different.

And Ye Ning found that although it was not far from the outside, he couldn't hear the slightest noise, and it was obviously carefully designed for sound insulation.

"This is the boss's office." Even the waiter's tone became extra cautious.

He didn't enter, but cautiously knocked on the door and signaled that Ye Ning could go in and retreated directly.

Ye Ning, who was originally very calm, felt a little more uneasy when he saw such a pomp.

Looking at the cold and hard door in front of him, there was a moment of hesitation.

But it was only for a moment that she pushed open the golden door.

At this moment, she was mentally prepared to face the person she was going to meet next.

The first impression of the office was that it was very empty, so empty that she felt that she couldn't see the edge at a glance.

Although there are not many decorations inside, there is a smell of money everywhere.

The next second, she saw a man sitting on the leather sofa.

The man was much younger than she imagined, in his thirties, with deep facial features, and a shocking scar between his eyebrows and eyes that was daunting.

He just sat there and smoked the cigar in his hand carelessly, which made Ye Ning feel a suffocating oppression.

He is the only one in the entire office, and his identity is undoubted.

While Ye Ning was looking at the man, the other party was also looking at her.

"You want to see me?"

The man's voice was low and deep, exactly what he felt as a person.

Ye Ning cheered up, "Yes." ”

"We don't seem to know each other." There was a hint of displeasure in the man's words, as if he was impatient with her interruption.

Ye Ning said affirmatively: "We really don't know each other. ”

The man sneered, and the temperature in the entire office suddenly dropped a few points.

"You'd better really have something important."

A simple sentence is full of warnings.

Ye Ning knew very well that the man in front of her was not easy to communicate, and a layer of cold sweat had already broken out in her palms, but her expression was still very calm.

"I'm a composer and I want to write music for a cabaret."

Speak directly about the purpose.

She needed to raise money quickly, and this was obviously the fastest place to get it.

"Are you kidding me?" The man's face directly showed displeasure, and his slightly raised tone showed his dissatisfaction, "Someone! ”

This woman can be thrown out directly.

Before his words fell, the bodyguard outside the door had already reacted quickly and walked in.

A touch of impatience flashed in Ye Ning's eyes, "I just heard Tang Wanru sing, her voice condition is very good, but the song is very old-fashioned......"

Mu Wenhao's eyes were full of contempt and impatience when he looked at her.

Looking at him, the appearance of the fat woman in front of him was polluting his eyes.

"Throw her out of here!"

Ye Ning's heart sank, although he had already thought that the other party was not easy to communicate, he still underestimated it.

"I promise that as long as Tang Wanru sings the songs I wrote, the fame and business of the dance hall will go to the next level! If you can't do it, whatever you want to do with me! ”

Even though the bodyguards had already arrived in front of her, she still didn't give up and made a heavy oath.

"Wait."

Seeing that Ye Ning was about to be pushed out by the bodyguards, Mu Wenhao's cold voice finally sounded again.

Ye Ning looked at him nervously.

Mu Wenhao pressed the cigar in his hand directly into the ashtray.

Everyone was waiting for his next order.

"At my disposal?"

Since this woman knew what this place was, she would not say such things easily.

Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saw hope.

"Yes."

She responded with confidence, and the songs in her head, pop and classical, were enough to amaze everyone by taking out a random one.

Mu Wenhao's eyes narrowed, "How can you prove it?" ”

Ye Ning looked at him in a daze, is there something wrong with this man's brain circuit? When her song is written, won't Tang Wanru know the effect immediately after singing it?

"I can give you the song right now."

This business has no disadvantages for Mu Wenhao.

Mu Wenhao's ten fingers crossed lightly, and after a few seconds, he nodded towards the bodyguard standing next to Ye Ning.

Soon the paper and pen were sent to Ye Ning.

Ye Ning took it without hesitation, but she couldn't write while standing, and there was only a sofa in front of the coffee table where Mu Wenhao was sitting, and of course she couldn't sit on it.

Turning his gaze, he walked towards the desk that was not far away.