Rebirth: My sweet daily life with Qingmei Xiaohua

early morning.

There is a little mist outside the window.

Gu Bai woke up amidst the noise of the car.

Walking out of the room, Gu Bai saw the breakfast on the dining table, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

Gu's mother went to work, but she still left today's breakfast on the table for more than ten years.

Gu Bai briefly ate breakfast at the dining table, washed up briefly, and went out.

Downstairs in the community, Gu Bai took a taxi, reported the address, then sat in the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Tianyu Yuele.

Gu Bai was stopped by the guard.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm not a staff member of the company, so I can't enter."

"Ah."

Gu Bai nodded, so he said to the guard: "Can I borrow your mobile phone?"

"can."

The guard handed his mobile phone to Gu Bai.

"Thank you."

Gu Bai used his mobile phone to dial the number that Wang Gan had left for him through email.

Soon the call was connected by Wang Gan.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"I'm your author at the same table. Now I'm stopped at the door. I need you to come down and explain."

"Oh, oh, okay, I'll be right down."

"Ah."

Gu Bai hung up the phone and returned the phone to the guard.

After a few minutes.

Wang Gan came out in a hurry.

"This is Mr. Gu, he looks really young."

Wang Gan smiled and reached out to shake Gu Bai's hand: "Please come upstairs with me, let's talk about songs."

"Ah."

Gu Bai nodded and followed Wang Qian into the company.

Wang Gan's office is on the eighth floor.

Gu Bai followed Wang Gan all the way, attracting the attention of many people.

"Who is that person following Brother Wang?"

"It looks quite young, and looks good."

"It should be the singer that Brother Wang has discovered."

"The person who can be favored by Brother Wang must have good strength."

When he arrived at the office, Wang Gan poured Gu Bai a cup of tea and sat down opposite him.

"By the way, how old is Mr. Gu?"

Wang Gan asked while looking at Gu Bai.

"Eighteen, an adult."

Gu Bai opened his mouth lightly.

"Eighteen."

Wang Gan froze in place, and it took him a long time to react, he laughed and said: "Young and promising, young and promising."

"Then let's talk about the next cooperation."

Wang Gan restrained his smile a bit, and turned serious.

"Ah."

Gu Bai nodded.

"I believe you have seen the information about our company's solicitation before, but all the songs that have passed the review can directly get a reward of [-] yuan."

"Ah."

"The most important thing after that is the sharing. Our company is quite sincere, so we are willing to give you [-]% of the income from listening and downloading, which is much more favorable than the same industry for newcomers."

[-]%?

Gu Bai frowned slightly.

"I don't seem to feel your sincerity. If our cooperation is successful this time, I may consider other companies next time."

Gu Bai spoke, speaking very straightforwardly.

Next cooperation!
Wang Gan was slightly taken aback, and looked at Gu Bai in surprise, "You have other songs."

Gu Bai smiled lightly, and asked back: "Do you think an excellent creator can only create this piece of music?"

Wang Gan suddenly became enlightened, and a smile appeared on his face, dissolving the embarrassment on his face: "You tell me the proportion, and I'll see if it's appropriate."

"Four percent."

Gu Bai faintly spit out two words.

"Four percent!"

Wang Gan was stunned, he never expected that Gu Bai would ask for such a high share.

"Of course, I'll attach the lyrics of the song to you."

"What, you still wrote words?"

"Ah."

Gu Bai nodded, took out a blank sheet of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Wang Gan.

Wang Gan took the words in Gu Bai's hand and took a closer look.

Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday.

Will you miss tomorrow, you who used to cry the most.

The teachers can't remember you, and you can't guess the problem.

After a few minutes.

Wang Gan tightly grabbed the paper in his hand, and looked up at Gu Bai who was sitting opposite him in shock.

"Forty percent, what do you think?"

Gu Bai stated his request, picked up the water on the table and took a sip, leaving time for Wang Gan to think.

Wang Gan pondered for a moment: "Okay, I will give you a [-]% ratio, and I will call the legal counsel to draw up a contract."

Gu Bai nodded.

lean less.

Wang Gan put the two contracts in front of Gu Bai.

Gu Bai read the contract carefully, and signed his name on the contract after confirming that it was correct.

"Teacher Gu, happy cooperation."

Wang Qian's name for Gu Bai also changed in just half an hour.

"Pleasant to work with."

Gu Bai nodded, and took his own contract.

"I send you."

"no need."

After Gu Bai left, Wang Gan took out his phone and called Yu Xiancheng.

"Old Yu, words are no longer used, I already have this."

"What do you have? But I stayed up late last night and wrote a song."

"This"

Wang Gan fell into a difficult situation: "Why don't you come over and let's compare and make a decision."

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

Yu Xiancheng replied, and then hung up the phone.

After a few minutes.

Yu Xiancheng, with two dark circles under his eyes, knocked on the door of Wang Gan's office with the words he had finished all night.

"Where's the word? Show it to me."

After Yu Xiancheng came in, he asked Wang Gan for words.

Wang Gan took out the blank paper that Gu Bai gave him before, and handed it to Yu Xiancheng.

Yu Xiancheng took it over and looked at it carefully.

Soon, Yu Xiancheng finished reading Gu Bai's words.

"What rubbish did I write?"

Yu Xiancheng tore the words he had brought to pieces.

"Old Yu, don't get excited, don't get excited."

Wang Qian hurriedly stopped him.

"Who wrote this word?"

Yu Xiancheng asked quickly.

"The author of this song."

"What, he can also write lyrics, almighty!"

"And still young and promising, just right."

"Cough cough."

Yu Xiancheng coughed excitedly, and looked at Wang Gan in disbelief: "What did you say? The author of this song?"

"Ah."

Wang Gan nodded.

"Ugh"

Yu Xiancheng sighed weakly.

He is now in his early thirties, and has been writing lyrics for songs for more than ten years, but now he finds that he is actually no better than a young man.

Yu Xiancheng was very depressed, extremely depressed.

Wang Gan looked at Yu Xiancheng and patted him on the shoulder helplessly: "I will take you to get to know him when I have a chance in the future, maybe you can have a good discussion then."

Yu Xiancheng nodded and said, "It can be seen from this song that this young man has great potential, and I really want to get to know him."