In other words, if this song is played on any music software or performed in commercial performances in the future, copyright fees must be paid to Wen Qiao.
If this song becomes a hit, Wen Qiao can basically make money just by lying down.
Moreover, Song Hao asked her for her account number and transferred the money to her directly.
As urgent as a liar.
If the three hundred thousand yuan hadn't arrived in his account half an hour later, Wen Qiao would have felt a little uneasy.
Song Hao was so anxious because he was afraid that such a talented composer would run away and wanted to sign him up quickly.
"If you have any new songs in the future, please send them to me, ok?"
Wen Qiao happily replied 'ok'.
She has great confidence in Song Hao's aesthetics and character, and they will form a regular long-term partnership in the future.
Su Yun came in with dishes in her hands. Wen Mo went forward to help. Wen Qiao heard the noise and left the room.
Su Yun raised the plastic bag in her hand and said, "We're having shrimp tonight. How do you want to cook it? Fried shrimp or salted shrimp?"
"Oil explosion."
"Okay, bring the toothpick over here so I can pick out the shrimp thread."
Under the honey locust tree, Wen Qiao wanted to help her pick the shrimp thread, but Su Yun waved her hand: "I don't need your help."
Wen Qiao picked up the lively shrimp and said, "I'm here to help."
Su Yun looked at her and smiled: "Oh, by the way, your uncle called me today. It's his birthday tomorrow, and he invited us to have lunch."
Wen Qiao's eyes narrowed. Her materialistic aunt had always looked down on their family and had almost no contact with them. Last year, it was her mother who came uninvited to her uncle's birthday party.
Her mother bought a shirt for her uncle, but her aunt publicly criticized it as a cheap product.
Why did you take the initiative to invite them to your birthday this year
"Didn't you get ridiculed by your aunt last year? Are you going again this year?"
"That's your uncle, my brother. Don't take what your aunt said to heart. Do you hear me?"
"Brother... does he treat you as his sister? He is not as nice to us as Aunt Xiaojun is to us."
Su Yun was somewhat helpless: "Let's just go for a meal. My uncle invited us personally."
"I'm not going. If you want to go, you go."
Su Yun couldn't do anything to Wen Qiao: "Why don't you listen, kid?"
The next day, Su Hai called early in the morning. Wen Qiao could hear her uncle's voice from a distance, "You have to come. You are my only dearest sister in Haicheng. How can you and your family not come to my birthday?"
Wen Qiao frowned, his enthusiasm seemed a little off.
Su Yun hung up the phone and said to Wen Qiao, "Your uncle said he would come to pick us up."
Wen Chi chewed an apple and said, "The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken. It has no good intentions. What is their plan?"
Su Yun patted his head and said, "You bastard, who are you calling a weasel or a chicken?"
Wen Chi snorted: "Our aunt was so afraid of being contaminated by our poor relative, but she is so enthusiastic all of a sudden. There must be something wrong."
Half an hour later, Su Hai's minivan stopped at Shuying Road. He was 46 years old and a little overweight. His face turned red when he ran. He stopped at the gate of Wen Qiao's house, panting: "Uncle drove here specially to pick you up. Qiao Qiao, Xiao Chi, Xiao Mo, come and have dinner with your mother at uncle's house."
Wen Chi and Wen Mo both looked at Wen Qiao.
Su Yun was also a little nervous and whispered, "Let's just go have a meal."
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "My uncle has specially come to our house to invite us. Xiao Chi and Xiao Mo, let's go have a meal to celebrate my uncle's birthday."
She wanted to see what this family was up to.
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