My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

Ke Lan and Tong Jian looked at the score together, and Xie Yang ate food leisurely.

One minute later, Tong Jian couldn't help humming.

After 2 minutes, the score stopped abruptly.

Ke Lan and Tong Jian flipped back in unison, and looked up at Xie Yang together after confirming that the score was indeed gone.Tong Jian couldn't hold back his emotions, leaned over and said eagerly: "Xie Yang, where did you get this? Which composer's work is it?"

Ke Lan showed a hesitant expression after being excited, and hesitated to speak.You can tell that this piece of music is very good just by looking at part of it, but...

Xie Yang put down his chopsticks and took a sip of the fruit juice, and said, "IUD has always sang songs written by myself. I am a new member of IUD now, so what I show you is naturally my own work."

Now Tong Jian and Ke Lan were really shocked, and said in unison: "You can still write music?!"

"Yes, the writing is pretty good." Xie Yang has never been modest in such matters.He put down the juice, turned his eyes on the two of them, and said, "I can make IUD's last song or last album a classic, so that everyone's last memory of IUD is that you stand on the stage so dazzling The look of the team, not the internal conflicts of the players, but I am not doing charity."

Ke Lan pressed Tong Jian who was anxious, and asked, "What do you want?"

The rat has been hooked to the bait.

Xie Yang leaned back in his chair, looked into their eyes, and said, "I want you to sign with my company after the contract with Wenyi expires. The contract period is 20 years."

Tong Jian was dumbfounded: "20 years?! Are you crazy? What's the difference between this and signing a contract of sale."

"It's not crazy. As I said before, you have no capital to negotiate terms, and there is no retreat. There are only two ways in front of you now, or you push this song away, and then just look at the brand of IUD Being played to death by Mo Bin ruins the past and future of all of you; or, you cooperate with me to give IUD a good ending, and then each go solo and fight for a glorious 20 years. You choose yourself."

Both Ke Lan and Tong Jian fell silent.

Indeed, they have no way out.

A few minutes later, Tong Jian gritted his teeth and picked up the sheet music on the table, and whispered: "Brother Lan, I want to sing this song. IUD needs it."

Ke Lan closed his eyes tightly.

Why doesn't he want to sing it? This song is too amazing and advanced. After it is released, it will definitely take off IUD's short-lived hat in one fell swoop and move countless fans and fans.He also understands that he has no way out. Compared with Tong Jian, his abilities are very mediocre, and it is difficult for him to find a good development after the IUD is disbanded.

But 20 years, that is almost half a lifetime, is it really necessary to use 20 years of arranged life in exchange for a clear conscience now?

"Ke Lan, you want to act, don't you?"

Ke Lan was shocked, and looked up at Xie Yang.

"What's so unexpected, I've seen your interview, and I know a little about you." Xie Yang let go of his toughness before, and began to be gentle, "I didn't sign you to squeeze you, but to make money with you. Tong Jian He has a special timbre and excellent singing skills. With just one album, I can make him famous and completely get rid of the invisible restrictions placed on him by the IUD. Ke Lan, your singing skills are not bad, your timbre is average, and you can write lyrics and arrange music, but This is all work behind the scenes, and the only thing that can support you in front of the stage is your face, so I will definitely develop the value of your face as much as possible. It just so happens that you learned acting in college, and it is just right to act. I am willing to spend money to support you You. All in all, my career plan for you will definitely be based on respecting your wishes."

The cake was so beautifully drawn that Tong Jian couldn't help but pull Ke Lan: "Brother Lan, act, you can act all the time, you don't need to be the host anymore."

Ke Lan managed to suppress his heartbeat, and said, "But..."

"What else is there, brother Lan, you can still work hard if you sign Yang, but if you don't sign, you will have to wear the hat of crowding out newcomers for the rest of your life. Think about what we saw and heard on the way to the box..."

Xie Yang's eyes moved, and he looked at Tong Jian.

See hear?

At the critical moment, it was Tong Jian who caught the key point. Ke Lan was reminded, thinking of the discussions about "little bosses" he heard when he entered the century, his wavering heart instantly became firm.

People who can be called "little bosses" by the senior management of the century must have good backgrounds.

"Okay, I'll sign it for you." He made up his mind, "I signed a five-year contract with Tong Jian and Wen Yi, and it will expire in November this year. After that, I will sign with you—"

Xie Yang quickly interrupted: "It's not urgent, my company hasn't been built yet, and I have to discuss the termination of the contract with Wen Yi myself, please wait for a while."

Tong Jian and Ke Lan were stunned, and said in unison again: "Your company hasn't been built yet?!"

"Not built." Xie Yang scooped up slices of meat to eat without any pressure, "So everything we're talking about is just a verbal promise for the time being, but I believe in your character. Let's eat now. The IUD group needs to be carefully planned. We Eat and chat."

Tong Jian & Ke Lan: "..."

……

"Hahaha."

Qiu Xing suddenly burst out laughing in the middle of the meeting, so frightened that the head of the department who was making a report lost his voice.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Qiu Xing changed his face in a second, took off the Bluetooth headset, covered the laptop in front of him, and said, "Everyone is watching what I do." He picked up the plan next to the computer and flipped through it. Throwing it away with a cold snort, "What are you writing, there are so many people, but there is no 20-year-old college student who can talk about business. This set of plans will be sent back to redo, and a new one will be handed in in three days." After finishing speaking, he got up and left meeting room.

He Jun hurriedly stepped forward to put away the computer and materials that Qiu Xing had just used, greeted all the participants, and followed.

The others secretly looked at Qiu Jingbang, the person on the upper right who proposed this project, seeing his face turning purple and twitching, they were so scared that they hurriedly looked away, took the good things and left.

"It's too bad, is this the first project that Deputy Director Qiu has been killed?"

"Shh, stop talking."

Snapped!

Qiu Jingbang couldn't help but smashed the water glass.

After returning to the office, Qiu Xing took out his mobile phone and sent a message through Zhiyang's WeChat friend request.

He Junwan walked into the office a few steps, put away the computer and materials, and reported in a low voice about Qiu Jingbang throwing a cup.

Qiu Xing sneered: "Let him fall, I'm not dead yet, he wants to grab the power, it's true that Rong Ding must be inherited by someone from his family, a cousin from the next room... why didn't he reply the message, just Know how to eat!"

A few seconds after the voice landed, Xie Yang's message came back.

Qiu Xing: Dinner tomorrow night.

Xie Yang: No time, school starts, I'm going to school.

The corner of Qiu Xing's mouth dropped, he looked at the phone coldly for a while, then suddenly looked at He Jun, and ordered: "Have someone turn off the air conditioner of the century. Since you don't have time to eat with me, then don't eat."

He Jun: "..."

A pleasant hot pot trip was interrupted by a sudden line failure in the century, Xie Yang silently looked at the manager who came over to apologize, without saying anything, he just greeted Tong Jian after eating all the hot pot ingredients under the increasingly hot temperature Leave with Ke Lan.

After turning into the outer corridor, Xie Yang noticed that the indicator light of the monitor in the corridor was on. He paused, raised his hand and gave the monitor a middle finger.

What kind of line failure, this is obviously someone's brain failure.

boom!

Qiu Xing, who was viewing the Century Monitor with administrator privileges, forcibly covered the computer.