Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 270 Add money to you
The fat man shrugged...

"Look, this is the fourth one. I just said that this piece of mud can't support the wall. You have to do your best to keep him! Now, you can write lyrics and music for him, break it up and let him sing it out. As long as he can't sing, we still..."

"Who told you to tune in?"

Ling Yun sat at the tuner's seat, and the fat man was stunned by a single sentence.

"It's just that he can't be rescued by this, this, this... tuning, you, you, you... What do you mean he hasn't tuned yet?"

"Without tuning, the song has to be authentic."

After finishing speaking, Ling Yun spoke to Lu Liang who was recording inside.

"Do it again, don't be nervous, just sing whatever you usually sing."

He made a ready gesture to Lu Liang, then put on the earphones for the fat man, and soon, a beautiful melody came from the earphones.

And then……

Lu Liang's magical singing voice also came out...

……

"Some things I've forgotten..."

"But I still remember..."

"One night my mother asked me..."

"Why are you unhappy today..."

"I said in my imagination... a pair of skate shoes..."

"Different and stylish, dancing must be great..."

……

"Friction friction..."

"Devil-like steps..."

……

"Friction friction..."

"Rubbing on slippery ground..."

"friction……"

……

After listening to the whole song in agony, the fat man clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on his forehead were about to explode!
At this moment, there is only one melody in his mind...

rub rub...

Devil's steps...

……

Seeing Fatty's cannibalistic expression, Lu Liang was a little embarrassed, and came out of the recording room with a blushing face and began to talk.

"Sorry, I... I will try my best!"

"you……"

Just as the fat man opened his mouth to make some mockery, Ling Yun waved his hands and complimented Lu Liang affirmatively.

"You sang well, that's enough, let's forget about this song!"

"what?"

Fatty and Lu Liang showed surprised expressions at the same time, and Ling Yun explained to them with a smile.

"This song has to be sung like this. It has this taste. I thought that no one could sing this kind of charm. I didn't expect that Lu Liang is really talented. It seems that this time is really... a good song meets a good song." Singer! Seconds!"

"what?"

The two said in unison again, Ling Yun stood up and patted Lu Liang's shoulder with a smile, gave him an encouraging smile, and then nodded.

"Okay, let's sign the contract!!!"

"what?"

This time only Fatty was surprised, he eagerly pulled Ling Yun to the side and whispered.

"Are you crazy? Are you really planning to break the jar? What are you singing about? How the hell is it all right? This contract is 500 million yuan once signed, and it will be 1500 million yuan in three years. With this money, you can still throw it on the street." Last hot search, give him..."

"Hehe, I have a sense of proportion, how about this, you have worked hard these few days, go back and have a good sleep, and we will talk about things tomorrow morning."

……

The fat man returned to the dormitory to rest depressed. He was sleepy to the point of twelve, but after closing his eyes for half an hour, he opened them again in agitation...

"I'm Cao... this is really over, as soon as I close my eyes, my mind keeps 'rubbing'..."

After speaking, he widened his eyes and suddenly realized.

"I really understand, completely understand! Great song! Great song!"

……

At this moment, Ling Yun brought Lu Liang to the office, took out a new contract that had just been printed and handed it to him.

"1000 million? Me, me, me... My guaranteed annual salary is 1000 million?"

Lu Liang stared at the contract, and then confirmed with Ling Yun again in disbelief.

"Mr. Ling, is this true? It's not wrong, right? I'm just singing like this... I can still give you 1000 million as a guaranteed annual salary? Isn't our contract saying 500 million?"

In fact, Lu Liang had considered this issue before he came here. He also knew that he could not sing well, but he also thought that his songwriting was top-notch, so he imagined the signing scene several times in his mind.

If Ling Yun bargains with him, he is acceptable, as long as he can get a stable salary in this company, he is already very satisfied.

Even if the price is reduced to 100 million yuan per year, the 3-year contract will still be 300 million yuan. At that time, I can take this money and go back to my hometown county, spend 50 yuan to buy a house, marry a wife and have children, and have some money to do small things. As for the business, no matter how it was cut, it was better than delivering the courier by himself. At the same time, he also regretted that he had to catch up with this good thing earlier, and Xiaoqian and himself might have children.

He didn't expect that instead of haggling, Ling Yun raised the price for him...

"The contract is not wrong, our game rules say 'minimum 500 million'! After my evaluation, you are very talented, and 1000 million is not much at all!"

Just when Lu Liang was about to show gratitude, Ling Yun added another sentence.

"However, you should also think clearly before signing the contract. The higher the guaranteed minimum annual salary, the higher your liquidated damages will be. Of course, if you don't break the contract, everything will be fine!!!"

"Boss Ling, I...I will work hard!"

Lu Liang nodded seriously.

As soon as the contract was signed, Good Music posted the matter on Weibo, and sure enough, it exploded immediately...

"I'm Cao! Even Lu Liang who is tone-deficient? Give me back 1000 million annual salary? Is it crazy or stupid to listen to good music?"

"Do you think they are willing? If he doesn't sign, they can sue him!"

"It's 3 million in three years, and it's for Lu Liang... Doesn't that mean throwing it away for nothing? He looks ordinary, and his singing is terrible. It's okay to write lyrics and music."

"In fact, he should devote himself to writing lyrics and composing music. For example, a good director may not be good at acting. If he can't sing, no one can save him. It's not that he doesn't know music. He's born out of tune..."

……

At the same time, Zhao Kun stood in the room and frowned thinking.

"Ling Yun accepted Lu Liang... This is what I expected. It is worthwhile to spend several million to avoid damage to the reputation of good music. But what I don't understand is why he raised the signing fee to 1 million?"

"The signing fee has been increased. If we poach people, we will have to pay a higher price. Mr. Zhao, I guess Ling Yun is afraid that we will poach Lu Liang, so he deliberately increased the signing fee to set a trap for us."

"Idiot! Do you think Ling Yun is an idiot, or does Ling Yun think we are idiots? We'll dig out a rubbish singer like Lu Liang who is known to everyone in the country?"

He reprimanded the secretary, then frowned and thought again...

However, the answer will soon be revealed...

Three days later!
Wearing a neat suit, Dong Peng looked at the newly renovated office building, the beautiful and tall beauty at the front desk, and the serious and responsible security guards and cleaning aunts.

He seems to have returned to three years ago! ! !

Back to the peak time of good music! ! !
"Hello, Mr. Dong!"

"Hello, Mr. Dong!"

……

When passing by, employees from various departments greeted him eagerly.

At the door of the office, the new secretary whispered a reminder.

"Mr. Dong, Mr. Ling is already waiting for you inside."

(End of this chapter)