With just a few casual words, I've swept the music scene.

"It's like this," Tan Donglai said bluntly. "My daughter likes to do some live streaming and sing, but she always covers other people's songs and doesn't have any of her own signature songs. After watching 'The Voice of China,' she insisted that I ask you to write a song for her. I wonder if it would be convenient for you, Mr. Fan?"

Tan Jingjing immediately came over and winked at Wang Ke.

It seems like he was trying to flirt, but his technique was lacking, making him look a bit silly.

But that day, his naivety was actually quite endearing.

Wang Ke smiled.

Being able to establish a relationship with someone like Tan Donglai is certainly a good thing. If he takes the initiative to ask you to do him a favor, wouldn't it be foolish not to agree?

"No problem." Wang Ke nodded. "What style of song would Miss Tan like?"

"Cheerful songs!" Tan Jingjing quickly said. "I don't like sad songs. Also, just call me Jingjing, don't call me Miss Tan!"

“Yes, Miss Tan.” Wang Ke nodded.

joke!

Tan Donglai is sitting right here, how could I dare to call him so intimately?

The old man's eyes held a murderous glint!

Tan Jingjing glared angrily.

But Tan Donglai was clearly very pleased, feeling that Wang Ke was indeed a sensible person. He nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Fan. I'm not very knowledgeable about prices. How much do you think we should pay?"

Wang Ke laughed and said, "It's a great honor for Chairman Tan to ask me to write a song for Miss Tan. Forget about money. Consider it a gift from me."

Tan Donglai shook his head: "Even close brothers keep clear accounts, let alone strangers like us. How about this, Mr. Fan, go back and think about it, and we can talk about it after the song is written."

Tan Donglai was a shrewd old man; he would never use personal favors if he could spend money.

Discussing money face-to-face would be awkward, so he deliberately postponed the matter. That way, when it came time to hand over the song, his secretary would be the one to deal with Wang Ke, and he wouldn't feel any restraint in talking. He could then discuss the price properly and avoid Wang Ke trying to take advantage of him.

“The song is easy,” Wang Ke said. “I can write it right now. As for the music, I’ll finish it when I get back and send it over. It won’t take long.”

Tan Donglai and Tan Jingjing were both taken aback.

Songwriting on the spot?

Tan Donglai couldn't help but say, "Although this is just children playing around, we can't lower our standards and just do it casually!"

“Of course not,” Wang Ke said. “If Miss Tan is not satisfied, I can rewrite it.”

Tan Donglai nodded slightly, but he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

Although he wasn't involved in the arts, he knew that artistic creation was different from other things; it required inspiration.

It is well known that throughout history, countless writers have racked their brains and tossed and turned, unable to sleep, in their quest for the perfect lines. Only by chance could they achieve their wish.

Are you going to write it on the spot?

Shouldn't we take some time to think it over?

Shouldn't you think it over?

This is obviously just a way of placating me!

Just then, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Chairman, Mr. Ding is here."

Tan Donglai immediately stood up and said to Wang Ke, "Excuse me, I must take my leave now. Jingjing, please take good care of Boss Fan."

Finished talking and left.

Tan Jingjing immediately grabbed a pen and paper, smiled at Wang Ke, and said, "President Fan, please!"

After thinking about it, Wang Ke made a decision.

Tan Jingjing is a lively and lovely girl. She is young, energetic, and vibrant. Because she was born into a wealthy family and has not experienced much hardship, she is optimistic and positive.

She could go for a sweet idol image.

Instantly, Wang Ke thought of the song "Rainbow's Smile".

The lyrics and music are simple, easy to learn and sing, and most importantly, the song by the "Sweetheart Queen" is very suitable for Tan Jingjing's temperament.

So he quickly wrote the song, his pen flying across the paper.

Tan Jingjing was surprised to see him write the song so smoothly. She wanted to remind Wang Ke to write a masterpiece and not just do it casually, but she was afraid of disturbing his train of thought.

After finishing the song, she tentatively asked, "Mr. Fan, this song... will it be a hit?"

"Of course." Wang Ke smiled and asked, "Can you read sheet music?"

"Yes, I will!" Tan Jingjing nodded.

Wang Ke simply handed her the paper and told her to try it herself.

Tan Jingjing looked at it, then started humming along, and her eyes lit up as she hummed.

"This song...it's so upbeat!" she exclaimed.

"The sky is like soft candy, so what if it collapses! Take a deep breath and shake off the sadness, if you're so angry you feel like exploding, just sing out loud!"

She couldn't help but start singing, becoming more and more excited and enjoying herself more and more. Finally, she rushed over and hugged Wang Ke: "Thank you, Mr. Fan! This song is fantastic!"

Wang Ke thought to himself, "Aren't you being a little too cheerful?"

Thank goodness your dad isn't here, otherwise he would have covered up the evidence against me.

“The background music will be waiting for me when I get back…” Wang Ke said.

Before he could finish speaking, Tan Jingjing pulled him up and dragged him out of the meeting room.

"Quick! I need to let my dad hear this!"

She hurriedly dragged Wang Ke into Tan Donglai's office.

Tan Donglai's office was even larger than the reception room, and the furnishings were very exquisite. There was also a row of large bookshelves in classical style against the wall, which contained many classics from ancient and modern times.

The key point is that there is also a reception area here, which is obviously for guests of a certain caliber, while those of a lower caliber are arranged to go to that reception room.

At this moment, Tan Donglai and an elderly man in his fifties were studying something on Xuan paper at an antique table. When Tan Jingjing pulled Wang Ke in, Tan Donglai frowned deeply.

"Dad, Mr. Fan wrote it for me! It sounds so good!" Tan Jingjing said excitedly as soon as she came in.

"Oh, okay then." Tan Donglai nodded, then said, "Young lady, don't be so silly. This is Chairman Ding from our Linhai Calligraphy Association. Come over here and say hello to Uncle Ding!"

Tan Jingjing stuck out her tongue and bowed to the old man: "Hello, Uncle Ding!"

Chairman Ding, whose real name is Ding Linshan, is one of the most famous calligraphers in the country. Naturally, he has excellent manners. He first smiled and nodded at Tan Jingjing, then said to Tan Dong, "Young people should be more lively. We can't be as listless as we are, can we?"

"President Ding, you flatter me!" Tan Donglai said with a smile.

"Dad, would you like me to sing you a song?" Tan Jingjing said.

Tan Donglai feigned displeasure: "Can't you see we're doing serious business here?"

"What important matter is it?" Tan Jingjing asked curiously.

Tan Donglai said, “Running a business now is different from the past; it’s all about having a ‘corporate culture.’ So I wanted to ask Chairman Ding to write a cultural slogan for our Donglai Group. We already had some ideas, but with your outburst, Chairman Ding’s ideas might be completely disrupted.”

Tan Jingjing stuck out her tongue: "I'm sorry!"

"Don't listen to your dad," Ding Linshan laughed. "We're actually discussing this together, but we haven't made a decision yet. You young people have so many ideas, why don't we brainstorm together?"

Tan Jingjing loved joining in the fun, so she quickly nodded, "Okay!"

"Don't let her get involved," Tan Donglai said hurriedly. "What decent ideas could she possibly come up with?"

"That's not necessarily true!" Tan Jingjing protested. "Don't you believe me, Dad? Let me try!"

"It can't be something like 'good fortune spreading to all corners of the world'!" Tan Donglai said. "What I think is that doing things is up to people, but success is up to heaven. Whether heaven blesses people or not depends on whether people uphold morality. Those with virtue can gain the world, while those without virtue will surely lose the world. Therefore, our corporate culture should also revolve around this word 'morality'."

"Win people over with virtue!" Tan Jingjing blurted out.

Tan Donglai glared at her: "Get out of the way!"