The richest man: I really don’t want to make money.

"I don't know, but we signed an online contract. There is nothing wrong with the content of the contract, and the songs have been sent over. If that person is not pure, I can't imagine what he is planning. .”

Zhang Lan shook his head in confusion.

Like Shen Rou, she was very wary at the beginning.

But at the end of the conversation, she suddenly realized that there seemed to be nothing worth defrauding.

After all, this was an online contract, and there was no possibility that the person was plotting against him.

If online,

For now, there is no money involved, and the contracts are all normal, and there is no such thing as a breach of contract at the heaven level.

What she has to do now is to record the songs given by the other party in the recording studio, and then publish them on the music platform.

When the time comes, the profit will be distributed according to the agreed ratio.

In this collaboration, apart from going to the studio to record a song, she had nothing else to contribute.

After the song became famous, it was she who became famous in the end, and an even stranger request was that the composer in the song actually asked not to write his real name, but to write a pseudonym.

Small vault!

That pen name comes to mind.

Zhang Lan still couldn't help but be a little curious about what the person had in mind to come up with such a pen name.

"How strange!"

Shen Rou also looked puzzled.

"Don't think too much about it. Anyway, it won't have any impact on me at the moment. On the contrary, it can help me get out of my current predicament. I will definitely cooperate."

Zhang Lan wrung out the washed rag and finally hung it to the side of the sink.

"Okay, pack up. Let's go out and I'll sing those songs to you. They're really nice."

As he said this, he couldn't wait to walk out of the kitchen.

Shen Rou smiled and followed behind. No matter what, she was very happy to see Zhang Lan return to her previous lively state.

in the living room,

Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei have moved to the sofa.

"Sister Rou, what did Sister Lan do?"

Yang Yaoyao looked at Shen Rou walking over with confusion on her face.

She just saw Zhang Lan running into her room with an excited face and didn't know what happened.

"Oh, she wants to sing to us, so she's going back to her room to get ready."

After Shen Rou explained, she sat down next to Yang Yaoyao and waited quietly for Zhang Lan to come out and sing to them.

About 10 minutes later.

Zhang Lan walked out again, holding a guitar in his hand, and came to a few people.

"The first song I sing next is called [Invisible Wings]."

Time passes little by little,

After Zhang Lan finished singing the first song, he went on to sing the second and third songs...

Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei listened quietly, their expressions quickly became shocked. These songs turned out to be very good.

But Shen Rou on the side showed an unexpected look.

This song and this melody are just the songs on Mr. Chen's computer.

If she hadn't accidentally discovered it, she wouldn't have known that President Chen could sing.

How could Mr. Chen's songs appear in Zhang Lan's hands?

Shen Rou fell into deep thought for a while.

But soon, she thought of something. She took Mr. Chen's car to the company this morning.

And he also talked about Zhang Lan in the car.

Then Zhang Lan received the news of the cooperation in the morning. The songs were still Mr. Chen's songs. This was too much of a coincidence.

Mr. Chen must have heard about Zhang Lan's experience from her and felt sympathy, so he gave his song to Zhang Lan.

Apart from this, she could not think of any other reason.

As for making money from songs, it's simply impossible.

It was a long time ago when she discovered Mr. Chen's songs. If Mr. Chen really wanted to make money from his songs, he would have done it long ago.

Why wait until now.

So Mr. Chen had only one reason for doing this, and that was that he wanted to help after hearing about Zhang Lan's experience.

Mr. Chen seemed to be worried that giving the song to Zhang Lan directly would hurt Zhang Lan's self-esteem, so he finally cooperated with Zhang Lan through an online signing.

Shen Rou's mind was spinning, and the more she thought about it, the more likely her guess was.

Only in this way,

The things that I had previously doubted were unreasonable now seemed more reasonable.

Thinking room.

Zhang Lan's last song has also been sung.

Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei clapped their hands enthusiastically.

"It sounds good."

"These songs are all good."

"There, I have just become proficient. There are some places where I can't sing well enough, and there are a few songs that require higher singing skills. I haven't started to learn them yet. Once I learn them, I will sing them to you."

Zhang Lan said a little embarrassed.

The songs I just sang were all practiced today.

"Then it's settled. When you become a big singer, I can go out and show off."

Liu Weiwei smiled and spoke.

Yang Yaoyao also echoed, picked up the phone and took a look at the time.

"It's getting late by then. We've gone back to rest. We have to go to work tomorrow."

"Well, I'll see you off."

Zhang Lan nodded, then nodded with a smile and stepped forward to help.

Shen Rou came to her senses at this time, stood up and helped another person up.

After sending Yang Yaoyao and Liu Weiwei back.

The two returned to the living room and sat on the sofa.

"Rourou, are you worried?"

Zhang Lan tilted her head and looked at Shen Rou. When she was singing, she noticed that Shen Rou was a little absent-minded and didn't know what she was thinking.

This couldn't help but make her a little worried.

"fine?"

Shen Rou shook her head, then turned to look at Zhang Lan with some confusion.

"I already know who gave you the song."

"what!"

Zhang Lan whispered, and then looked at Shen Rou in disbelief.

"Do you know who the person I'm working with is?"

"Yes."

Shen Rou nodded.

"Hurry up and tell me who it is."

Zhang Lan had a look of surprise on her face. She had long been curious about the person she collaborated with.

If she hadn't just started working together and didn't know the other party well, she would have wanted to meet offline to sign the contract.

"It's Mr. Chen."

Shen Rou looked into Zhang Lan's eyes and spoke calmly.

"Mr. Chen?"

"Isn't he the president of the group? Why is he..."

Zhang Lan stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly thought that when she signed the contract, the other party's name on the contract was clearly Chen Mo.

And Chen Mo is Mr. Chen’s name.

She thought it was a duplicate name at the time. After all, Mr. Chen is the president of a company, so how could he have time to write songs.

But now when she heard what Shen Rou said, she couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

She knew Shen Rou's character and would not talk nonsense without definite evidence.

Now that Shen Rou said that the song was written by Mr. Chen, there must be very definite evidence.

After thinking for a while, he changed his words.

"Mr. Chen, he...can write songs?"