The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

Yun Yongan only entrusted his body to the system, and he was still in charge of controlling the five sense organs.He can open his mouth to stop Mood's cliché, but it's not necessary.

Knowing some things early is actually not a good thing. The time when you think you know the opposite is often the most dangerous time.

"Huh! Finally finished writing."

Yun Yong'an let out a long breath, sorted out the manuscript briefly, turned around and handed it to Zhong Maode, with a natural and relaxed expression, "Master Zhong, hello, come and see if my score is acceptable."

Yun Yongan's attitude was calm, but Zhong Maode was a little embarrassed because of his actions just now.

Only at this time did Shi Hongguang realize that he had been tricked, and hurriedly opened his mouth to apologize, "I'm sorry, Yun Yongan, I, I..."

"It's okay," Yun Yong'an comforted Shi Hongguang, "It's the first time you've come out to do business, it's already pretty good for you to do this, and you'll learn your wisdom from the pitfalls. Next time, don't confess your truth to others so easily."

"I see, I will pay attention!"

After comforting Shi Hongguang, Yun Yongan handed over the manuscript to Zhong Maode again, "Master Zhong, we will talk about the sponsorship later, please help me solve this song first. After all, I have already paid the deposit."

Zhong Maode followed Yun Yongan's gaze and looked at the ordinary bank card placed on the cash register.

This card is really ordinary, there is no black dragon hovering, and no fire and phoenix starting a prairie fire, just ordinary blue and white interlaced, forming the appearance of blue sky and white clouds.

Zhong Maode withdrew his gaze, handed Lantian Baiyun's bank card to Yun Yongan, and then took his handwritten music score to divert the embarrassment: "Let me look at the score first, I have already contacted three musicians, at most half an hour, I can rush over."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble the store manager."

Yun Yongan sat on the spot, slowly rubbing his sore wrist.

Another 10 minutes passed.

The guitarist, bassist, and drummer rushed over together.

Zhong Maode raised his head from the score, and quickly restrained the shock on his face.

"Everyone is here, let's start. Steel-string guitar, acoustic bass, acoustic bass drum, and several other instruments are all three of you are good at. Finish the recording this afternoon, no problem."

"No problem, leave it to us."

After the three brothers took over the task with patted chests, they took the manuscript score and went to the professional recording studio behind to record the song.

Under the guidance of Zhong Maode, Yun Yongan walked in together.

Guitar, drums, bass...

Under the concentrated performance of the musicians, it was recorded and imported into the audio track to start the post-mixing.

Yun Yong'an is on the side to guide, and with the help of the system, he provides expert guidance, skips mistakes and omissions, and takes shape at one time.

Complete the entire mixing process.

In fact, if Yun Yongan was willing to spend his prestige, he could do all these things by himself, but in this life, with such a rich father, why would he do things that can cost money by himself?
The accompaniment to a song was perfectly completed in three hours, and it was really the first time for Zhong Maode.

After taking the USB flash drive from Zhong Maode, and importing a copy to the online storage by the way, Yun Yongan took out his bank card and handed it over, "This is a duet song, and I will record the vocal part next time. Let’s settle the remuneration of the musicians, as I said earlier, each person who can arrive within an hour will be given an extra [-], and the store manager should not forget to deduct it.”

"it is good!"

Zhong Maode didn't talk nonsense, and handed the card to the front desk for her to deal with, while he pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Yun Yongan.

"The song matter is over, now it's time to talk about the sponsorship. To be honest, I am not interested in the students of Imperial University. They are not my target customers. However, for your sake, I am willing to contribute 5000 yuan for sponsorship." .”

Hearing this, Shi Hongguang, who had been waiting by the side for a long time, was extremely excited. When he stood up and wanted to agree, Yun Yongan pressed him down.

"Master Zhong, 5000 yuan, you just want me to owe you a favor. This calculation is too sophisticated. Besides," Yun Yongan raised the corners of his mouth and stared closely at Zhong Maode, "Are you really sure, the Imperial Capital University's Students, won’t you come here to record songs?”

Zhong Maode, whose thoughts were exposed, laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, "Haha, my place is so expensive, a song starts at [-] yuan, how can poor students have the money to come here."

"Poor students!" Yun Yongan looked up to the sky and laughed, "Learning art is very expensive, 1 yuan, this can buy a few strings. How about my song, making it didn't require you to do this little job Room down."

Zhong Maode wanted to deny it, but the quality of "Little Dimple" and his quality as a musician prevented him from deceiving himself and others and saying bad things about this song.

The pure love in this song can only be written by a boy in love. It is really an honor to make it, otherwise he would not have completed the post-mixing of this song in one go without adding money. sound.

Seeing the hesitation on Zhong Maode's face, Yun Yongan struck while the iron was hot, "So, you owe me a favor for being able to make this song!"

"So..." Zhong Maode just wanted to say that he was using it for sponsorship to return favors, but was interrupted by Yun Yongan.

"This sponsorship is not for you to pay back favors. On the contrary, you may owe more favors. At this year's freshman party, I will thank [Maoshan Professional Recording Studio] for their help after the song is over."

"In the next six months, if more than ten people come to you to record this song, you will owe me another favor. If not, you will cancel each other out. You don't owe me, and I don't owe you either!"

Zhong Maode lowered his head, looked at the score of "Little Dimple", thought about it carefully, thought about the beauty of this song, and Yun Yongan's professionalism in the recording process, gritted his teeth, and agreed.

Shi Hongguang, who had been working as a background board for a long time, finally had a useful one. He took out the prepared contract from his bag, made some minor revisions according to the requirements of both parties, stamped it with the seal of the head of the External Relations Department of Imperial University, and signed his name.

After receiving the contract, Zhong Maode transferred 5000 yuan to the college's account, and Yun Yong'an successfully completed the task.

"The money has been transferred, and you can keep the card."

When the lady at the front desk handed the bank card to Yun Yong'an, a ray of sunlight slanted from the west, passing through the window glass, just shone on the card.

A golden dragon quietly floated above the blue sky and white clouds, swimming wantonly like a real dragon.

There are no grassroots people at the foot of the imperial capital, and Zhong Maode is not a simple person who can open a recording studio in the heart of this country, but he has only met such a card once.

The golden dragon swims in the blue sky and white clouds.

If you want this card, you must have a deposit of at least one billion. It is not the value brought by options and shares, but real money that can be used at any time.

"My film is very beautiful." After Yun Yongan realized something was wrong, he said haha, and after getting back his bank card, he declined the invitation to have dinner together, and brought Shi Hongguang back to school.

Then, the two parted ways. Shi Hongguang returned to the External Relations Department to prepare a written report. Yun Yongan took out his mobile phone and invited Jiang Xiaoai to have dinner together.