The road to the richest man starting from company cleaning

Chapter 2 Good song, great!

Zheng Yun didn't sleep all night, got up early and made breakfast, and ate with his sister.

"How long do you have for the exam?" Zheng Yun asked suddenly.

Zhou Jingyi said, "One month."

Zheng Yun nodded, thinking that if his sister had the surgery now, she would recover in a month and would not delay the college entrance examination. He said, "Brother will have money soon, so let's go for the surgery in a few days!"

Zhou Jingyi was taken aback, and said worriedly: "Brother...how did you get so much money, brother, don't..."

Zheng Yun understood his sister's thoughts, worried that he was too tired, or worried that he would do something illegal, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry!"

Zhou Jingyi was still worried and said she would have surgery in the future.

Zheng Yun's face darkened, and he said solemnly: "No, the illness can't be delayed any longer!"

After he finished speaking, he felt that his tone was a bit harsh, and he couldn't bear it. He held his sister's hand and said softly: "Jingyi, your life is more important than my brother's. If you want something to happen, my brother will suffer. Listen to my brother. , leave it alone!"

Zhou Jingyi nodded, stood up suddenly, and hugged her brother tightly.

After Zhou Jingyi left for school, Zheng Yun also packed up, got on the bus, and came to Tianyun Media.

Zheng Yun works as a cleaner at Tianyun, and has heard of some things. He knows that someone has written a song, and he usually goes to this kind of cultural company to recommend himself.

So his first thought was to sell the song to this kind of company.

He didn't want to sell the song to Tian Yun, but he was eager to raise money, and couldn't find any other place at the moment, so he had to go there.

When I got to the place, I just walked to the front of the office building when I saw an old lady lying on the ground. Many people surrounded her, but no one stepped forward to help her.

There are always people who touch porcelain to blackmail good-hearted people, so no one dares to take care of this situation now. Zheng Yun also knows this situation, but he doesn't care about it, and was about to go up to help, a young girl rushed over to pick up the old man .

Seeing that someone took care of it, Zheng Yun didn't need to do anything more, entered Tianyun Company, went directly to the front desk, and said with a smile: "Miss Sister, ask me something."

The lady at the front desk naturally knew Zheng Yun, knowing that he had been fired, she felt a little sympathetic, and said with a smile: "Say it!"

"I wrote a song and want to sell it, who should I contact?"

The lady at the front desk felt a little strange when he said that, but considering that many people are self-taught, it's no big deal, and said: "If you want to sell songs, you should talk to your manager."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a colleague, so she called that person over, explained the situation, and asked that person to lead Zheng Yun to see the manager.

The man didn't think much about it, and took Zheng Yun up to the sixteenth floor, and finally asked him to wait in the reception room.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, no one came, and suddenly heard Song Jie outside the door saying: "Lin Xuan, if you promise me, I will take care of your future songs!"

"Teacher Song, I'm sorry!"

"Don't be shameless, you're just a third-rate little singer, why are you pretending! You know the relationship between Mr. Wang and me, and I'll let you down in the entertainment circle with a single word!"

Zheng Yun understood what was going on as soon as he heard it, and thought that Song Jie saw himself like a dog when he was in junior high school, and now he is famous and bull-nosed!
He looked through the glass wall, and the person being threatened turned out to be the girl who helped the old lady before. She was around 20 years old, with short hair, slim, bright eyes, and an extraordinary complexion.

Knowing that she had a good heart, she felt pity for a moment and was about to go out to rescue her. Lin Xuan couldn't stand Song Jie's entanglement. When she saw Zheng Yun in the reception room, she opened the door and hid in.

When Song Jie saw Lin Xuan enter the room, he showed a smirk and followed in. Unexpectedly, when he saw Zheng Yun, his face was full of anger, and he shouted, "What are you doing here?"

Zheng Yun took out a cigarette and lit it, then leaned back on the back of the sofa carelessly, and said with a smile: "This is your house, can't I come?"

Song Jie was speechless for a moment and gritted his teeth.

Zheng Yun said to Lin Xuan: "Old girl, sit here with me, let me see if this grandson dares to touch you!"

Lin Xuan looked at Zheng Yun, then came to stand beside him.

Song Jie was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and he said sarcastically: "I know, you are good at fighting, but also, you have no culture, you can only rely on fists. Hmph, in this society, can you get a living with fists? You are not as good as those who are 'Miss' Yes, he still has a skill!"

Zheng Yun raised his eyebrows, just as he was going to get the ashtray, a woman in her thirties entered the reception room.

When she saw Song Jie, she warmly shook hands with him, "Mr. Song, you came early! Didn't you just send two songs yesterday, why is there a new song?"

Song Jie was startled, Zheng Yun stood up and said, "I'm the one who sells songs!"

He came up to Broker Meng and stretched out his hand.

Meng Jingji's smile disappeared quickly, and he looked at Zheng Yun with displeasure.

In fact, she can't be blamed, Zheng Yun's clothes at this time have been worn for many years, they have been washed white and faded, and some places are open and tattered, just like migrant workers who just came out of the smoke and dust of the construction site.

Especially his appearance and figure are not good for the audience. For those who judge people by their appearance, they are still quite depressed after watching it.

Besides, you, an unknown songwriter, come to beg someone to buy a song, dressed like this, you are obviously disrespectful to them, and anyone will be angry.

But they don't know that Zheng Yun has been reluctant to buy clothes in order to treat his sister's illness in recent years. He smokes the cheapest tobacco leaves, rolls them himself and puts them in the cigarette case.

Meng Jiji didn't shake hands with Zheng Yun either, and asked coldly, "What's your surname?"

"Zheng Yun." Zheng Yun smiled and took the other party's hand and shook it.

Meng Jiji's face sank again, and after struggling a little, he was forced to shake hands in the end.

Song Jie burst into laughter, and then laughed, making Zheng Yun dumbfounded.

He pointed at Zheng Yun and laughed loudly: "You, you write songs? You...can you be a little more funny?
Sister Meng, do you know who he is?He was your cleaner yesterday, he was fired for stealing a mobile phone, and he is here to sell songs today, Sister Meng, do you think he has a brain problem, hahaha..."

Meng Jiji frowned, looked at Zheng Yun again, and said, "I'm sorry, excuse me!" After speaking, he turned and left, leaving the reception room.

Zheng Yun was annoyed, and really wanted to knock Song Jie down with a punch, and just wanted to chase Meng Jiji, but Song Jie, a villain, laughed at him, and finally opened the door of the reception room, calling the employees to come and watch the fun, and said The thief who stole the mobile phone came to sell the song.

Before the official working hours, the employees heard this and came over to watch the fun. Seeing Lin Xuan was also in the room, they all felt a little strange.

When everyone gathered around, Song Jie laughed and left.

No matter how stupid Zheng Yun is, he knows that Song Jie was afraid of himself when he was in junior high school, but now that he is an adult, he feels ashamed back then, and now he wants to get back his face.

He looked at Lin Xuan and asked, "Old girl, you also sing, right?"

Lin Xuan nodded.

Zheng Yun took out his mobile phone, pulled out the file of the song, handed it to Lin Xuan, and said, "Get familiar with it first, and help me sing in a while."

After he finished speaking, he said to those who were watching the fun, don't leave. Listen to the song he wrote for a while, and if it works well, give it a thumbs up.

Those people saw that Zheng Yun was very interesting, and they all agreed to come down, or stood outside, or entered the reception room to wait.

　Reward a wave of recommended tickets!
　　


(End of this chapter)