The tapes and CDs were sent to Magic City by express mail, and Feng Yu went to Fengyu Consulting as usual.
He then ordered He Zhaoji to continue to lead people to suppress Han Yuan. Feng Yu estimated that Han Yuan might not be able to hold on any longer. If there are no strong foreign exchange reserves, the only way to resist is to raise interest rates and restrict lending.
But there is a big gap between active defense and passive resistance. In addition, Soros has long studied this three-dimensional speculation method, and South Korea is no match at all.
Within a week at most, the Korean won will lose ground, and a large sum of money will be taken away.
Feng Yu was watching the South Korean news on TV when his cell phone rang and it was Fu Guangwei. This guy remembered that he didn't give me the master tapes and asked me where I could return them.
"Weizai, I'm at Fengyu Consulting. Send it to me." Feng Yu said directly after answering the phone.
"Ah? What are you sending over?"
"Master tapes, didn't you lose it to me?"
"Ah, no, no, it's at my place. So what, Brother Feng, I'll treat you to dinner at noon. I know that an Italian chef is coming here. I've made a reservation." Fu Guangwei said enthusiastically said.
take me Out to eat? Help me cover songs, and instead of asking me to treat you to a meal, you take the initiative to treat me to a meal
Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!
"OK."
At noon, the driver sent Feng Yu to the door of the restaurant. Feng Yu saw Fu Guangwei standing at the door of the restaurant to greet Feng Yu.
"Wei Zai."
"Brother Feng, come on. I heard that this chef is very good at his craftsmanship. I know you like to try dishes from different regions. As soon as I heard about this, I will book a table and call you over." Fu Guangwei was very attentive. This made Feng Yu even more suspicious.
I have known this boy for a long time. Feng Yu dare not tell me clearly what his temper is, but he will never be so attentive. He is not like this to his father!
Sure enough, not long after eating, Fu Guangwei opened his mouth several times to speak, but Feng Yu didn't look at him at all.
Finally, while drinking, Fu Guangwei found an opportunity. He didn't look for any topic to cut into, and said directly: "Brother Feng, I have something to ask you for help."
"You already call me Brother Feng. If you have any questions, just tell me." Feng Yu knew that Fu Guangwei must have something to ask him. However, with the power of the Fu family in Xiangjiang, it is definitely not a matter of Xiangjiang, but a matter of the mainland.
As long as it doesn't involve politics or break the law, let him handle it.
"Brother Feng, I heard Brother Guangzheng say that you can also write songs? You also wrote the song yesterday, right? Are those two voices Naying and Wang Jingwen?" Fu Guangwei looked at Feng with a look of anticipation. Yu.
Damn it, this guy wants me to write a song for him, right? I'm really not a professional. These are all copies of classic songs from my previous life. I can play simple chords on the guitar, but I can't even do anything too difficult.
Besides, I am currently active in the futures market, making millions every minute. Can I write a song for you? How much money can you make from the hottest song? What's more, the copyright fees for all Feng Yu's songs are donated.
But this seems to be really not involved in politics or breaking the law. Fu Guangwei had just done him a favor and asked him for help, but he was really embarrassed not to agree.
"You want me to write a song for you? Who should you sing it to?" Feng Yu asked helplessly.
Fu Guangwei was delighted: "Are there any male and female duets?" Feng Yu agreed to write a song for him, great!
"First tell me who you want to sing for, and I'll listen to her voice." Although Feng Yu is not a professional, he also knows that a good song will be ruined if it is sung by someone who is not suitable for it. If you ask Abao to sing Little Dimple, not many people will like that song!
Fu Guangwei suddenly smiled: "Brother Feng, how do you like my voice?"
Feng Yu has a big mouth, what the hell? This guy wants to sing? !
He wants me to write a song for him to sing? Male and female duet, this is to pick up girls! If you want to pick up girls, let me write a song for you!
Seeing the unswerving look on Feng Yu's face, Fu Guangwei quickly explained: "I finished recording the song yesterday, drank too much, and then confusedly agreed to others, Brother Feng, please help me, otherwise I will not break my promise to you." Are you alive?"
Feng Yu could already guess what was going on. He must have fallen in love with a female singer and promised to write a good song for her. But it would be nice to write a female solo, what else is needed for a duet!
"After dinner, go listen to that woman's voice." Feng Yu shook his head, "Don't come to me for this kind of thing in the future."
There are so many gold medal songwriters in Hong Kong. With Fu Guangwei’s wealth, who can’t be found? Is Fu Guangwei short of money
When he saw the female singer in the recording studio, Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, why was it her? But her eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had cried. Could it be that she was unwilling yesterday
"Zu'er, just sing a few lines a cappella and let Brother Feng listen to it, so he can decide to write a song for you." Fu Guangwei said proudly, "This is the songwriter of the song you liked very much yesterday. He didn't take action easily. Na Young and Son Nam became famous only after singing the songs he wrote."
As soon as this girl named Zuer opened her mouth, Feng Yu had a headache. Her voice was good, not as mature as when Feng Yu listened to her songs in her previous life, but it was still nice to hear, but she spoke in standard Cantonese.
In Feng Yu's impression, this girl's song that was popular in the mainland in her previous life was a Mandarin song.
"Stop, you have a good voice. It seems that you have practiced it professionally. Don't you know Mandarin? Xiangjiang has returned to the mainland. I won't say much about how big the mainland market is. I will write you a Mandarin song. If you can sing it, you can sing it. , if I can’t sing it, I’ll give it to someone else.”
Zuer timidly looked at Fu Guangwei, that's not what you said last night. You said you would find a gold medal songwriter to package me and release an album for me. It’s been more than two years since I won the karaoke competition, but I still don’t have a song of my own!
"Brother Feng, she doesn't know Chinese." Fu Guangwei said with a sneer.
"Then go and learn. Do you think I can write lyrics in Cantonese? But I can guarantee that this Mandarin song will make her popular in the mainland and even throughout Southeast Asia!" In fact, there is another way, and that is to translate it into English so that it can be She sang the English version.
But Feng Yu has no problem with English listening, speaking, reading and writing, but writing lyrics involves rhyming and so on, so Feng Yu is not good at it.
After hearing Feng Yu's promise, Fu Guangwei quickly pulled Zuer and said, "Thank you, Brother Feng. Practice your Mandarin well. This song will definitely make you popular. Think of Naying and Sun Nan."
Zuer nodded vigorously and said stiffly: "I study Mandarin."
Fu Guangwei turned to look at Feng Yu again, and asked anxiously: "Brother Feng, what about the duet song?"
"No! Just one song, do you want love?" Feng Yu said angrily, even with your broken voice, you also want to sing those golden songs!
"Yes, why not? It must be the title song of the album. I will go back to Baodao and collect ten or eight Mandarin songs, which will be enough to send her a Mandarin album."
"Give me a guitar and find a professional composer to record the music for me."
"Hey, you, yes, it's you, come here and record the music score for Brother Feng. If you make a mistake, be careful and I will punish you!" Fu Guangwei had a different attitude towards others.
Feng Yu sighed as he walked. A female singer he liked very much in his previous life unexpectedly fell into the hands of Fu Guangwei!
… (To be continued.)