Boss Yang finally noticed.
Zhang Fan seemed to have changed into a completely different person as soon as he was told to raise his salary. Soon, he had already written the lyrics for the song.
……
Holding you in my hands and burning incense piously
Cut out a candlelight to light up the economy
I don't ask for soul-stirring feelings, just for love
Loving until the end, I got hurt and cried in despair
I spend my whole life to support you
I only hope that you will stop your wandering eyes
Please give me the power to love and be loved
So that I can peacefully meditate under Bodhi
Putting you in my heart, I close my palms
Silently begging God to guide me
I don't want to live forever, I just want to be by my side
……
Mr. Yang couldn't understand the simple song, nor could he understand the lyrics. Anyway, he probably thought that this should be considered a song.
"You wrote it? Do you know how to write songs? Is this a song?"
"Boss, if I remember correctly, you've sung before, right? You're telling me that you don't understand the song?"
"Yeah, I don't understand. It's all post-processing. How would I know anything about that? Just mess around in the recording studio. The rest is just electronic music!”
Boss Yang was very straightforward.
Awesome!
He really had the money to do whatever he wanted.
He was too shameless.
However, it seemed that everyone in the industry did this and was used to it.
Zhang Fan looked at the song. He clearly understood how valuable this song was, so he decided to ask for money.
"Dad, you sang this song and used your own influence to make this song popular, so I need money for this song.”
Zhang Fan requested.
This was the first time in her memory that Zhang Fan had taken the initiative to ask her for money.
"Are you so sure that this song will become popular?”
"Yes, you can sing, but I will take any income from the song. If you agree, I will continue to write songs for you.”
Zhang Fan said firmly.
Boss Yang was stunned for a long time before he laughed crazily.
Madman, he was really a madman. He had always thought that he was a salted fish. He did not expect him to be so bold when he was confident.
"Hehe, who gave you the courage to chat with me like this? Have you forgotten your identity?"
Mr. Yang quickly took a few steps forward and bent down. He grabbed Zhang Fan's tie with one hand and pulled it toward him while looking at her closely.
The distance was very close.
She could even smell the fragrance on Boss Yang's chest.
Zhang Fan's expression didn't change at all. He chuckled as he glanced sideways. He then straightened his face, and his lips almost touched Mr. Yang's."What do you think?"
"You…"
Boss Yang panicked and let go of his hand.
She knew.
This guy was acting shamelessly again.
"Money isn't a problem. I don't care that much about the money for a song. What I want is an explanation, an explanation that I agree with.”
Boss Yang asked.
"Just treat it as the persistence of a creator.”
Zhang Fan replied.
The persistence of the creator?
Boss Yang was stunned for a long time.
Doesn't this guy like money?
Why was he talking to her about the persistence of a creator?
"You mean that I might achieve great things by singing this song, but I'm not worthy of those achievements, right?”
"Yes."
Zhang Fan nodded.
This time, he didn't spout nonsense or act recklessly. Instead, he answered directly.
Zhang Fan was more or less very responsible for his work, and he didn't like it being ruined.
He could sing, but the money was his.
Then perhaps he would feel more at ease.
The so-called persistence, to put it simply, was that those who were worthy would sing their own songs and earn money, but those who were not worthy would sing them and not give a single cent of money.
Zhang Fan really didn't care about his reputation. If he really cared about it, he wouldn't have been so idle back then.
This man was getting more and more mischievous.
He was looking down on her!
Boss Yang felt that he was treating Zhang Fan too well.
"Very good. You teach me and I'll sing. The company has a recording studio.”
"Sure, sign the contract first."
Zhang Fan spread out his hands.
Boss Yang was stunned for a long time. Then, he waved his hand and let someone in. They drafted a contract and signed it.
In the recording studio.
Just the two of them, no outsiders.
Mr. Yang followed Zhang Fan's example and sang a line.
Half an hour later.
Boss Yang had basically learned enough and could follow the tune. The difference wasn't very big.
After entering the recording studio, Boss Yang started singing.
Outside, Zhang Fan was still tuning the music, modifying it, and adding on some special effects.
For example.
It was a pretty good way to sing in an unpleasant electronic voice.
An hour later, Zhang Fan finished producing the song. He placed the recording on the table and told Mr. Yang to take it away.
Boss Yang returned to his office.
She called a few people over and played the song. Everyone looked at their boss in disbelief.
"Boss, is this your new song?"
"Wow, it's so nice!"
"Boss, you're amazing!"
……
Boss Yang refused to admit defeat. He found a professional to listen to it. The answer he got was that it was popular. It could be popular, but the singer's skills were a little ordinary.
The post-production was done well, and there was no problem selling it as an album.
Then, things got interesting. One person listened to it, followed by a second person, and then a third person. Most of the people in the company heard the song...
Boss Yang didn't hesitate.
The song was sung directly in the fighting voice, and it was only a short paragraph.
It was just a simple recording studio video, accompanied by music.
Then, without spending any money, the number of clicks increased rapidly from the beginning to a million. It basically only took an afternoon.
It was on fire!
For no reason, it became popular.
She was trending, and she was also in the top three of Dou Yin's music rankings!
Finally.
Ya Ya gave her a call.
He congratulated her and then scolded her for being shameless.
He congratulated her because he knew that she had found a talent, but he was shameless because his singing was so terrible. How could he have the nerve to post it?
Yes, Boss Yang really didn't know how to sing. He didn't even understand the staff. Was he really going to sing? He could just kill her.
However, it was just nice to listen to. The professionals knew that this post-production was very powerful!
Why would an unprofessional care about these things? It's fine as long as it's good. Don't tell me what the song has to do with meaning. I don't understand it. Why? I have to write an essay just to listen to a song!
As a result, everyone in the company was busy from afternoon to night. They were looking for people to promote, advertise, buy fans, trending searches, and all kinds of operations were activated!
Ten music software companies took the initiative to call Boss Yang, all wanting to buy the copyright of Boss Yang's song.
Boss Yang was happy and busy until ten o'clock in the evening.
She only opened Zhang Fan's office door after Mr. Yang walked out of his office and told his employees to leave.
Zhang Fan and Zhang Zifeng were currently happily eating takeout food. Yes, snail noodles were spicy and strongly flavored. The windows were open, and even the air conditioner was on. The two of them would occasionally come and go as they chatted. They would laugh and laugh, and their mouths would turn red from the spicy food.
"Boss…"
Zhang Zifeng was stunned and quickly hid the food behind him.
Take-out food was junk food, and the boss didn't allow them to eat it. Zhang Zifeng was afraid at first.
However…
Boss Yang turned a deaf ear.
"Don't eat this anymore. I'll treat you guys to dinner tonight. Zhang Fan, you win!”
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