"How much?" Lu Yan asked curiously.

"A small goal!" Zhao Fanjun said.

This is the highest price the company can offer.

Even for Zhao Fanjun, writing a song starts at five or six million, and then he will share the profits.

Facing Lu Yan, it is just a small goal!

"Forget it... I don't lack money. Mr. Zhao, forget it this time. If one day I really lack money, I will contact you again, what do you think?" Lu Yan waved his hand lightly and rejected the deal.

Hua Chenyu, who was next to the beach, was still in a daze just now, but after hearing this.

He suddenly woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Lu Yan with an unbelievable feeling.

He... He refused?

Facing this 100 million?

He actually refused!

Hua Chenyu's breathing became particularly rapid, and he even tore his mouth.

The piercing pain came instantly, it turned out that all this was not a dream!

Lu Yan really rejected a small goal!

Hua Chenyu looked at Lu Yan, then at Mu Lan and the other two.

He was so envious that he was like a lemon essence, he was so envious!

He was jealous, a small goal, he said no and he didn't want it!

He himself hasn't reached a small goal until now, including the signing fee!

He asked others to write songs, and gave them money, some of them would not even write for Hua Chenyu, because the songs this guy sang were never popular, plus the million-dollar sound engineer.

Many fans and passers-by couldn't tell whether Hua Chenyu was really singing or the million-dollar sound engineer was tuning his sound.

Zhao Fanjun was not too surprised, and asked again:

"You...would you like to consider it again?"

"No, thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Lu Yan said lightly.

It's not that he didn't give Zhao Fanjun face, it's mainly because he had at least heard the songs in the system in his previous life, and with the help of his god-level voice, he would definitely be able to sing them.

But these people had never heard of them, so he gave them the lyrics.

They may not be able to sing the same flavor as in the previous life, but will ruin the song.

This is Lu Yan's main worry!

Mu Lan also showed a lonely look when she heard this.

But now that things have come to this, she has no choice but to accept it.

The three sighed softly, and Lu Yan was a little embarrassed to stay here, so he found an excuse to go to the second-floor villa.

[Not even a small goal, Brother Lu is so willful! ]

[Guest: We are still sleeping, are you talking about a small goal business outside? ]

[Apart from anything else, I really see that Lu Yan is definitely not the kind of person who is greedy for money! ]

[I am really curious about how much wealth Lu Yan has? I am really envious. ]

[What's the point of envy, isn't the wealth earned by yourself? Can't you just rob it? ]

After Lu Yan walked to the second floor of the villa area and returned to his room.

Looking out the window, he saw Mu Lan and the other two still at the reception desk, and he shook his head helplessly.

It's not that he doesn't want to sell songs, but even if he does, these people can't sing them.

Mu Lan held his breath and said helplessly to Zhao Fanjun:

"Mr. Zhao, are we leaving now?"

Zhao Fanjun smiled: "Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang to visit him three times. This is the first time we were rejected. Why are we in such a hurry?"

"Besides... other entertainment companies should be coming here. It's not impossible to wait and see the show!"

"Okay." Mu Lan nodded.

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