Going to work? Even a dog wouldn't go!

Chapter 29, The temple is too small to accommodate a great bodhisattva.
"Ok?"

"What did you say?"

The food stall was noisy, and Chu Yourong spoke very softly, so Zhang Xian couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

"nothing."

"I said, I want this song!"

Chu Yourong composed herself and said, "Name your price."

"With our relationship, why are we talking about money?"

"Just take it and sing it."

Zhang Xianhao waved his hand imposingly.

"Then let's sign a profit-sharing agreement."

Chu Yourong had no intention of taking advantage of him. Besides, based on her understanding of Zhang Xian, this was definitely just polite talk. How could someone as greedy as him possibly sing a song for her for free?

However, she really wronged Zhang Xian this time. The situation is different now. In Zhang Xian's eyes, Chu Yourong is already "her person". No matter how much money she makes, he can get double. Giving her a song usage license is not unreasonable at all.

But it's fine for Chu Yourong to sign a profit-sharing agreement, so she can earn an extra income.

"Let's follow each other on the copyright website app."

"My nickname is my real name."

Chu Yourong opened her phone. In this timeline, almost all copyright-related transaction agreements were completed on the Copyright Network app. This was not only a matter of convenience in signing contracts, but also a way to prevent most copyright disputes and contract fraud from occurring.

"okay!"

Zhang Xian searched for Chu Yourong, followed her, and then sent her the revenue-sharing agreement for "Decent".

Chu Yourong quickly completed the online signing.

However, during the signing process, she discovered that "Decent" had already been registered on the copyright website a few days earlier. All that talk of "three cups of wine and a song" was just Zhang Xian putting on an act in front of her.

But acting aside, Chu Yourong still highly approves of the quality of this song. Before, when she was in a girl group, the songs she sang were mostly upbeat ones. She had never sung a song like "Decent" before.

Now that she is a free woman, she can try to change her image and sing other types of songs.

"Salted Fish Music?"

"You also signed with a music company?"

Chu Yourong discovered that the revenue-sharing agreement she signed was authorized by Zhang Xian and Xianyu Music, which meant that Zhang Xian had already signed with a music company.

"The company was founded by my father, and currently he is the only artist, and I am the creator."

Zhang Xian casually replied that there was nothing to hide.

"Oh, I see~"

Chu Yourong's eyes darted around: "How about I join you?"

"What?"

Zhang Xian was stunned: "You want to join our company?"

"I'm a free agent now, so I can join any company."

Chu Yourong pouted her lips: "However, I have to set the conditions."

"Then tell me, what are the conditions?"

"I want to join as a partner, I need absolute freedom, and also..."

After deciding to terminate her contract with her original company, Chu Yourong began to think about her future path. She had two options: one was to join another company, and the other was to set up her own studio.

Therefore, Chu Yourong had already thought about the conditions for joining other companies.

"Wait a moment."

Zhang Xian interrupted Chu Yourong: "Well, our Xianyu Music Academy is too small. You, a great bodhisattva, should find another job."

Chu Yourong had too many demands. Zhang Xian felt that her joining would affect his plan to lie low and relax, so it was better to let her develop freely.

"You mean you don't want me to join you as a franchisee??"

Chu Yourong was stunned: "Zhang Xian, do you know how many companies want to cooperate with me!"

Zhang Xian shrugged: "This is just a small family workshop. We have no background or resources, and the company doesn't even have a single full-time employee. It's really not suitable for you."

"Okay, you said it, so don't regret it!"

Chu Yourong glared angrily at Zhang Xian. She never dreamed that her request to join the company would be rejected.

The farewell dinner is over.

Because he had been drinking, Zhang Xian left his car in the parking lot in front of the food stall and walked home.

Chu Yourong hailed a taxi. Sitting in the back seat, she took out the lyrics to Zhang Xian's handwritten song "Decent" and tried to hum along softly to the melody.

Perhaps it was because I had drunk a little alcohol, or perhaps it was because it was the day of my "breakup," but humming this song resonated with me particularly.

"Master, let's not go to Yujingyuan, let's go to Xingguang Center instead."

When the taxi was almost at its destination, Chu Yourong suddenly made a decision: she wanted to strike while the iron was hot and record the song.

"Brother Tang, do you have time? I need to record a song, yes, right now!"

"Weiwei, where are you? I need to go record a song at the Starlight Center."

After instructing the driver, Chu Yourong made two more phone calls, one to Tang Xiaobo, a music producer she was on good terms with, and the other to her best friend Han Ziwei.

after an hour.

Inside the recording studio at the Starlight Center.

Han Ziwei arrived first: "Yourong, what's gotten into you so late at night? Why do you suddenly want to record a song?"

"When I come across a good song, I want to record it as soon as possible."

"What song is this? Why are you putting so much effort into it? Who is the composer?"

Han Ziwei asked curiously.

"Take a look at this song."

Chu Yourong didn't say whose work it was, but instead handed the manuscript of "Decent" to her friend.

"Wow, it's a manuscript!"

Han Ziwei hadn't seen a song manuscript written on paper for many years, and she immediately became interested.

She listened to the whole song carefully, then nodded: "It seems alright, but it's not particularly amazing!"

"You haven't broken up, so of course you can't empathize with me."

"Uh, does that mean you broke up?"

Han Ziwei teased with a smile, "Yourong, you haven't actually fallen for that fisherman, have you?"

"How can it be!"

Chu Yourong shook her head decisively, and just as the two were talking, a middle-aged man led a band into the recording studio.

He was Chu Yourong who called and summoned the well-known music producer Tang Xiaobo.

Dongliutiao Hutong.

As Zhang Xiangang reached the alley entrance, he saw Liu Dongxu and Wang Jiajia sneaking out of the back seat of the Tesla.

No need to ask, the two had just finished talking.

The Tesla was parked in the dark shadows, quite well hidden. If the two people hadn't opened the car door and gotten out, most people wouldn't have noticed that there were people inside.

"Brother Xian, wait a minute."

Liu Dongxu spotted Zhang Xian walking under the streetlight and immediately waved to him.

Zhang Xian had intended to pretend he hadn't seen anything, but Liu Dongxu spoke up, so he had no choice but to stop.

"Xian-ge, are you going on a date?"

Wang Shulan's house was right next door. After getting off the bus, Wang Jiajia went straight to her second aunt's house, while Liu Dongxu jogged to catch up with Zhang Xian.

"Yes, I just ate."

"Brother Xian, you had a really carefree day!"

Liu Dongxu sighed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Zhang Xian, and lit it for him before speaking again: "Has Chu Yourong already made arrangements? She'll definitely be able to attend my wedding, right?"

"Yes, it's a deal!"

Zhang Xian exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Got it!"

"It has to be Brother Xian!"

Upon hearing that Chu Yourong had already made the arrangements, Liu Dongxu's face immediately lit up with a smile: "With Chu Yourong attending my wedding, I'll be incredibly proud!"

"By the way, Brother Xian, I also sent an invitation to Lin Xiwei. If nothing unexpected happens, she will come. But don't worry, I will definitely not tell Chu Yourong that she is your ex-girlfriend."

"It's been several years since you last saw each other, so let's take this opportunity to meet."

"But even if we meet, we can't rekindle our old flame!"

(End of this chapter)