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Ji Kunhong reached out and took out a mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on a video, and handed it to Wu Jianghe.

"Lao Ji, please take a look at the content of this video first."

Wu Jianghe took the phone and before he could see the contents, the heroic singing voice full of swords and swords had already entered his ears.

what!

Why is this song so familiar?

Wu Jianghe quickly brought the phone to his eyes, and he suddenly realized it when he saw the person in the video.

No wonder he found the sound familiar. It turned out to be Mr. Yun Fan's new work.

The chivalrous singing voice was constantly coming from his mobile phone, and he was mesmerized by it.

After a few minutes, the song ended and the video ended.

Wu Jianghe handed the phone back to Ji Kunhong, having already guessed his purpose.

"Lao Ji, you want to get the right to use Mr. Yun Fan's song through me, right?"

"Yes!" Ji Kunhong nodded truthfully and told his true purpose.

"Old Wu, if Mr. Yun's song is used as the theme song for the large-scale martial arts drama Jianghu that I directed, it will definitely become even more popular."

Hearing this, Wu Jianghe smiled and raised his finger to point at him.

"Lao Ji, why don't you blush when you say something?"

"With Mr. Yun's current reputation, if any TV series uses his song as the theme song, it will definitely become a hit!"

Hearing this, Ji Kunhong blushed and felt a little embarrassed. He unconsciously raised his palm and touched his own face.

"Old Wu, you have guessed all my little thoughts!"

"However, the quality of my Jiang Hu Xing is also very good."

"Can you help me contact Mr. Yun? I really want to get the right to use this chivalrous song."

After all, they were old friends for many years, and it was hard for him to refuse Ji Kunhong's request.

"Okay!" Wu Jianghe nodded slightly, and then took out his mobile phone.

"I'll call Mr. Yun and ask him what he thinks."

"Thank you!" Ji Kunhong cupped his hands and bowed his hands towards Wu Jianghe.

"Old Wu, if this can happen, I owe you a big favor."

……

At this time, Yun Fan was taking Xue Qianxun's private plane, flying back to China from abroad.

In the private jet bedroom, Xue Qianxun was nestled in Yunfan's arms.

Yunfan used his dragon claw hand and kept playing with the pair of big jade rabbits.

Xue Qianxun looked up at him with a sly smile.

"Xiaofan, was it fun?"

Yun Fan lowered his head, looked at the beauty in his arms, and smiled.

"Someday, I have to prepare a big basket of carrots to reward these white rabbits."

Hearing this, Xue Qianxun smiled and touched his cheek with her white hands.

"Xiaofan, you are so cute!"

When the two of them were close to each other, they were intimate.

Yunfan's new mobile phone placed on the table suddenly started buzzing.

Hearing the ringing of the cell phone, Xue Qianxun turned her head and shot her cold eyes at the obtrusive cell phone.

If she had known earlier, she would not have helped this guy buy this phone. She would have bought it for him when he returned to China!

Yun Fan immediately took the beauty away from his arms and slowly came to the stage.

After seeing that the call was from Wu Jianghe, he answered it immediately.

"Hello, President Wu! What do you want from me?"

"Hello, Mr. Yun! Here's the thing. I have a director friend who wants to get the rights to use a new song of yours."

Hearing this, Yun Fan was a little confused.

"President Wu, I am not in the country these days, and I have no new works."

Hearing this, Wu Jianghe was almost shocked by Yun Fan's words, and kept complaining in his heart.

I said Mr. Yun!

Do you not care about the works you have published?

"Mr. Yun, didn't you publish a song full of martial arts style using the erhu playing abroad?"

He only remembered this matter after hearing Wu Jianghe's reminder.

I was very surprised why Wu Jianghe, who was far away in the Dragon Kingdom, knew about this trivial matter.

This was just a small episode when he and Xue Qianxun were traveling in the West, and he didn't take it to heart.

"President Wu, you are talking about the song "Swords Are Like a Dream" that I played and sang. I almost forgot about it."

Hearing this, Wu Jianghe was hit hundreds of times by Yun Fan's words again.

Doesn't he even care about such a classic song?

If people engaged in music creation knew about this, wouldn't it be a huge blow?

Look, this kind of heroic and ambitious song has no place in Mr. Yun's heart.

"Mr. Yun, my friend is directing a martial arts drama and wants to use your song Sword Like a Dream as the theme song. What do you think?"

Yun Fan chuckled.

"President Wu, I made a promise before, do you still remember it?"

Hearing this, Wu Jianghe was a little confused and didn't understand the meaning of Yun Fan's words, so he continued to wait for his next words.

Yunfan continued:

"As long as the works created by me, Yunfan, are not given to others or organizations, I will donate them to the Longguo Charitable Foundation."

"I have not given the copyright of this song Sword Like a Dream to others or organizations. It currently belongs to your foundation."

"Wait a minute, I will send the lyrics of this song to your official website email."

"As for the copyright of this song Sword Like a Dream, you can decide on your own without asking for my opinion."

After hearing Yun Fan's words, Wu Jianghe almost came to his senses.

The mobile phone held next to my ear began to vibrate unnaturally, and I felt extremely excited.

Ever since Yunfan left the small night market on the banks of the Xijiang River in the magical city, the Longguo Charity Foundation has never received donations for Yunfan's new works.

He also thought that unless Yunfan reappeared at the Xijiang Riverside Night Market, their charity foundation would have another chance to receive donations of Yunfan's works.

Now it seems that Wu Jianghe's situation has become smaller. This talented man is the most talented in the world, and his broad-mindedness is far beyond his understanding.

"Mr. Yun, on behalf of Longguo Charity Foundation, I would like to thank you for your strong support to Longguo Charity."

The two chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.

Wu Jianghe looked at Ji Kunhong opposite and sighed.

"Lao Ji, I am so ashamed that I would doubt Mr. Yun's promise!"

Seeing Ji Kunhong's confused expression, Wu Jianghe continued:

"Mr. Yun once said that all his works, except those he personally gave to others or organizations, will be donated to the Longguo Charitable Foundation."

"As Mr. Yun's influence grows, I actually doubt the authenticity of his words. I feel really ashamed."

"What it means that a gentleman's words are hard to follow, and what it means to keep his word, I really understand it today."

"Mr. Yun's ideological realm is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us!"

Hearing this, Ji Kunhong showed admiration and sighed with emotion.

"No wonder Mr. Yun is loved by many people in the Dragon Kingdom."

"Just for his level of mind, I'm afraid it's hard to find the number of hands in the history of Dragon Kingdom!"