Almighty Star Daddy

The summer in the northern capital is not as sultry as in the south, but it is a bit drier. The leaves are rustling under the warm wind blowing.

Han Mo got up early and made breakfast. The little guy was not at home, so he didn't do any tricks and simply took a bite. Xuanxuan hasn't seen her mother for a long time. She went out to play with her mother late yesterday. When she returned to her residence, she just hurriedly called her father to say good night and went to bed.

Happy Valley’s appointment time is 9:00 a.m. One of their priorities is time, and things that can be done in the morning will never be delayed until the afternoon, because the high-level work style is like this, and the people who work below are also very time conscious. Han Mo knows that this cooperation with Happy Valley is likely to be a one-shot deal. The theme song will not always change. It should be difficult to sing this time again. However, he still went out early to avoid encountering anything on the way. He was late because of the situation, and he didn't like to make others wait for him.

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The recording engineer had already started preparing in the studio. Han Mo arrived 15 minutes early. He originally thought he might have to wait a few minutes for Happy Valley to arrive, but as soon as he arrived, Happy Valley followed closely.

There were six people in the group, male and female. The leader was a middle-aged woman, about forty years old, with delicate makeup on her face, strong eyebrows, neat hair on the back of her head, not a single strand of hair. Falling down, wearing a gray business attire and wearing high heels of the same color, the inconvenience of the shoes did not affect her steady pace at all. She walked with wind in her sleeves, and the people behind obviously had to speed up her pace to catch up with her.

Han Mo was looking at the tuning equipment. In the original world, he often came to play in the studio with his friends who were in the music circle. The equipment in front of him was quite backward before. He suddenly looked up and saw the people in Happy Valley hooray. came over.

Hello, Mr. Han Mo, I'm the marketing planning director of Happy Valley. My surname is Jin. They all call me President Jin. The middle-aged woman extended her hand after a brief self-introduction. Every pattern and every subtle movement shows her arrogant and powerful aura.

Han Mo politely returned the salute and said lightly, Hello.

They are not superiors and subordinates, they can only be regarded as a cooperative relationship at most, but the middle-aged woman deliberately said the title of President Jin, obviously trying to overshadow the other party, but Han Mo was not very interested in this deliberately provocative approach. The method he adopted It's not contradictory, ignore it, they call you President Jin, but I'm not them.

We have discussed Mr. Han's contract before, and today we also brought the contract. To be honest, we have never heard Mr. Han's voice, but the boss has heard it and likes it very much. We are all for the boss. Work, as long as he likes it. The woman seemed to say it casually, but she expressed her distrust in every sentence.

A hurried voice sounded from behind, Mr. Jin, you are here so early, don't worry, I have heard Han Mo's voice, we have heard it on our TV station, it is stable during live broadcast, and the sound is very nice, you will definitely get surprises. Surprise. Apple TV, the intermediary that facilitated this cooperation, sent Wang Qian to accompany the recording of the song. She should not have come to this kind of thing, but she took the initiative to ask Ying to come over to run errands.

Yo, it's Xiao Wang here. How are you, Director Guo, recently?

Fortunately, he was busy on the stage and sent me over to see if there was anything I could help. Wang Qian's tone was very respectful, a tone that Jin Mei liked.

Han Mo and Wang Qian nodded and said hello.

It's nothing, let's hurry up and start. Jin Mei said with a smile.

Wang Qian was stunned, Didn't you sign the contract first?

No hurry, no hurry, Mr. Han will sing first and warm up.

Wang Qian curled her lips. Do you still need to warm up to record a song? They all signed a contract and recorded songs slowly. I have never heard of anyone who can go through it over and over again. Sometimes it takes a few days to record a song. Don't record first, then record when the state is good. It was clearly dragging on and not wanting to sign the contract.

Everything is fast in Happy Valley, so there is no need to rush to sign a contract. Wang Qian was dissatisfied, but she didn't have the position to speak at the moment. She could only look at Han Mo with inquiring eyes, hoping that Han Mo could fight for her own interests.

Han Mo understood what Jin Mei meant. From her first sentence, her expressions and words were full of disdain and hostility, but Han Mo didn't care about her opinion at all, and walked towards the recording studio indifferently.

Han Mo has no problem with Jin Mei's proposal, and Wang Qian has nothing to say.

Jin Mei sat down, and a few people behind her also found a place to sit behind her. Wang Qian couldn't sit still. She stood alone in the corner of the glass window of the recording studio and looked inside. She had a hunch that this President Jin didn't come to sign the contract, she came to find a way to make the contract impossible.

Wang Qian secretly glanced at Jin Mei's direction, and rolled her eyes in her heart.

She guessed right, the senior management of Happy Valley did disagree on the candidates to sing the theme song. Jin Mei, the director of marketing planning, advocated for the now popular little fresh meat Zhai Xu to sing the song Where Are We Going, Dad, and her reason was also It is very reasonable, Zhai Xu is a popular artist with multiple habitats and has a strong appeal, and he has a unique advantage in singing. The most important thing is that he is the image spokesperson of Happy Valley, so it is suitable for him to sing this song.

However, the boss rejected Jin Mei's proposal with one vote and insisted on letting Han Mo sing. The reason is simpler, because this song was written by Han Mo for his daughter. Only a father can sing the charm of the song. He likes Han Mo. Ink's voice.

Jin Mei couldn't compete with the boss, and finally offered to take charge of the matter. Her purpose today was not to sign the contract, but to find out the evidence that Han Mo was not suitable to sing this song, and make the boss change her mind.

Seeing Han Mo himself today, she sneered in her heart. No matter how she looked at it, she looked like she was in her early twenties. She looked a few years younger than Zhai Xu. She didn't look like a calm father at all. In front of the recording studio, Jin Mei snorted softly and stared at Han Mo in the glass window with a good show.

Han Mo only needs to sing the part that belongs to him. For the children's part, they will invite a professional child star to sing later.

Standing in front of the microphone, he took a deep breath, then made a gesture to the sound engineer outside the glass. The sound engineer adjusted the volume to the most appropriate state and started.

...Thank you for patronizing my little monster, you are the most beautiful love letter I have ever written, buttoning up the happiness of a family, loving you rain or shine...

The original owner's voice is great, and Han Mo once wondered why such a good voice didn't achieve any results. It was a waste of time.

Just after the first sentence was sung, Jin Mei couldn't help sitting up straight, looked at the recording engineer's computer screen, then moved her gaze to Han Mo, and opened her mouth slightly in disbelief.

Baby, baby, I'm... Just after singing a few words, Han Mo hurriedly made a gesture with the recording engineer, took two steps and picked up the flashing mobile phone on the table and left the recording studio.

Han Mo answered the phone while walking, and left the studio. Everyone only heard a gentle, Hello.

Seeing Han Mo's back leave, Jin Mei's face changed instantly, It's so unprofessional, she even answered the phone during the recording.

Wang Qian is more curious than everyone else, whose phone call can make the cold and unreachable Han Mo have such a gentle expression, she paused for a while, and hurriedly helped Han Mo to round up the field, Maybe Han Mo has something urgent. , the phone is on mute, it should be answered by the person who saw the call.

Jin Mei still had a cold face. She had already made up her mind. As long as Han Mo made a little more disclosure when recording, she would have evidence when these two things were added together.