I donated 100 million at the beginning

Immediately afterwards, I remembered.

There is this paragraph in the script.

Art comes from life.

True or not.

Yang Tian on the side was still talking.

"Yibao, I feel that everything is fine with you, but it's a little too fast!"

"Too fast?" Hu Yibao glanced at Yang Tian, ​​puzzled, "What is too fast!"

Wang Ping suddenly patted Yang Tian, ​​"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Tian, ​​who was already a little drunk, ignored it and continued, "That's it."

Hu Yibao immediately lowered his head and looked down.

I'm too fast?

Who made this rumor?

Are you worthy of your conscience?

Yang Tian patted Hu Yibao's shoulder, and said earnestly, "But it's okay, you can still recover."

"At my friend's house, there is a bottle of wine made with century-old ginseng. I'll get it back in two days."

Su Ye noticed.

Zou Guo and Zou Guowu are two brothers.

He listened very carefully at this time.

Staring at Yang Tian with piercing eyes.

It seems to be afraid of missing any details.

"In addition, I also know a Chinese medicine expert in this area. I will go back today and give him a call to ask for help."

As soon as Yang Tian finished speaking, Zou Guo couldn't wait to ask.

"Brother Yang, what's the phone number of that Chinese medicine doctor? And the century-old ginseng wine, is there any more at your friend's place?"

"Why do you ask this?" Yang Tian turned his head and looked at Zou Guo.

Zou Guo didn't blush, and explained without a heartbeat, "I'm just asking for Junior Brother Hu."

Zou Guowu nodded quickly beside him, "Yes, yes, we are just asking for Junior Brother Hu."

Letting go of Hu Yibao's arm, Yang Tian turned his head and started talking with the two brothers Zou Guo and Zou Guowu.

"What's the phone number, I forgot, but I have it in my phone"

"La la la!!"

The phone rang suddenly.

Hu Yibao glanced at the mobile phone on the table.

It's own.

Caller ID on the screen.

No matter what happened to him at this time, it still made Hu Yibao heave a sigh of relief.

Quickly picked up the phone, got up and left.

Line connected.

Cheng's voice immediately rang in Hu Yibao's ear.

"Hi! Mr. Hu, are you free now?"

"You're free, what's the matter?" Sitting on the sofa, Hu Yibao asked.

Koukou Music Headquarters.

Cheng held the phone and replied.

"Mainly to talk to you about the issue of buying out the copyright of the four songs, and about the MV shooting on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Four songs, the total copyright fee is 6000 million. Huo Yuanjia 3000 million, single love song 1500 million, Fengfeng 1000 million, single dog 500 million. What do you think?"

This is already the highest price Cheng can offer.

It is also based on the results of these four songs.

Although Huo Yuanjia is the most popular among these four songs, it is still not as good as the blue and white porcelain Dongfengpo.

Soon, Cheng received a reply from Hu Yibao, "Okay! That's the price!"

"Thank you Mr. Hu for your understanding." Cheng Lima said.

Before that, it was still 5000 million for a song.

This suddenly became four songs packaged 6000 million.

There is indeed a big gap between them.

Cheng was even ready to accept Hu Yibao's wrath.

But Hu Yibao accepted it frankly and did not express any dissatisfaction.

This is good!

Cheng likes to work with such people.

Cheng then continued.

"Then buy out the contract, and send Mr. Hu your QQ later."

"For the MV shooting, we plan to shoot the eight current songs into MVs. It will take about four days. During this period, all your basic necessities, food, housing and transportation will be provided by our company for free."

"As for the shooting team, according to the previous agreement, we hired the top domestic ones, who have participated in the shooting of international blockbusters many times."

"The director is Jiang Gangmeng, a well-known domestic first-line director."