Chapter 43 She is only 17 years old

Chapter 43 She is only 17 years old

Chapter 43 She is only 17 years old

Until I took the elevator downstairs and reached the roadside.

Looking at the afterglow of the sunset in the sky, Fan Wumian, who was carrying a guitar and a portable speaker on his back, was still sighing that big companies are worthy of being big companies, and they are very quick to pay money.

After taking a walk outside, he found that the number of checks with a face value of 20 Hong Kong dollars on him increased from one to two. This made Fan Wumian feel as if he was a "human mobile money printing machine".

That's right.

When he left home, he specifically brought the check with him. It was obvious who he was guarding against.

Fan Wumian also wanted to enjoy the feeling of a loving father and a filial son.

Unfortunately, given Silly Old Fan's situation, it is obvious that such a thing will not happen.

If the father of the street kid knew that he had hidden more than 40 yuan in private money, the scene would be unimaginable. He would inevitably be worried about him from morning to night. Just thinking about it made Fan Wumian so annoyed that he wanted to move out and live alone.

Fortunately, he is not an indecisive person.

The care given to Silly Old Fan is limited to the same care that he gave to his former self - just don't let him starve to death on the streets.

I looked back at the office building near Hong Kong University.

Only after he recovered from his surprise did Fan Wumian have the energy to mutter:
"Boss Song told me not to speak without thinking. What does that mean? I hate people who only finish their sentences halfway. Will I get hung up if I just speak my mind?"

Selling the song "Gray Head" and getting a full HK$20 in compensation was a pleasant surprise.

The signing process was really refreshing.

Fan Wumian had just written a not-so-formal transaction contract when he received a cash check from the Bank of China (Hong Kong).

Actually.

If he had a chance to work with Penguin Group, even if he got nothing this time, he would not have any complaints. Instead, he would be willing to do it.

After all, whether using "Gray Avatar" as the background music of Penguin Space or putting this song into the newly launched Penguin Music, it is a rare opportunity for him to rapidly increase his influence among young people.

He has no shortage of good songs now; what he lacks is simply the opportunity to display his talent in front of everyone.

In this era, the traditional channels for singers to advance in their careers are still controlled by major record companies.

For a while.

Fan Wumian also thought of the popular Mandarin songs that became popular around the same time, such as "Pray to Buddha", "Poisonous Perfume", "Lilac Flowers", "Mouse Loves Rice" and so on.

Then I recalled an interesting piece of news - it is said that the song "Mouse Loves Rice" made hundreds of millions of RMB by coinciding with the popularity of mobile phone ringtones!!!
The opportunity comes when it comes.

He was immediately excited and decided to take the time to produce and release his first album as soon as possible.

Moreover, there are some requirements for choosing songs. It is best to add a few catchy songs that are suitable as ringtones.

The so-called "popular song" refers to the kind of song that does not need to be well-written, but is very catchy and easy to be sung by people.

This actually stumped him a bit.

The reason is that some songs become popular for no reason, and they require a lot of luck. They were popular all over the country in their previous lives, but they may not become popular when they sing themselves.
After receiving instructions from his immediate superior, Song Ziyi agreed to pay the money without hesitation. In order to avoid getting into trouble, he didn't even dare to ask the truth.

Until this moment he was still standing by the window, secretly looking down at Fan Wumian who was standing on the side of the road.

Following Vice President Song's line of sight.

Manager Shi also saw Fan Wumian. He was immediately shocked and thought he had discovered a huge piece of melon!
After all, Fan Wumian is really handsome and pleasing to the eye, so it is reasonable that she is popular with both men and women.

It's already the 21st century, and Manager Shi didn't think it was a big deal. He just wanted to have fun eating his boss's melon. The smile on his lips was harder to suppress than AK.

He now quietly reminded:
"It's past the end of the workday. Should we go to the restaurant first? And for this song 'Gray Avatar', shouldn't we urge him to produce a finished song as soon as possible so that we can use it in the latest advertising plan? It would be great if we could shoot an advertising MV for it."

Vice President Song Ziyi raised his hand decisively, made the decision and said:
"Don't be busy for now. The headquarters will have other arrangements. Put this song on hold and wait for my notification when the time comes."

In Vice President Song’s opinion.

It was a blessing that he didn't get harassed by Fan Wumian. At this critical juncture when the company's new project had just been launched, how could he dare to provoke this little guy of unknown origin?

Young people like to act on impulse, and now peace seems to be the best option. We need to buy time to launch new projects as soon as possible.

Followed by.

He thought about it again, worried that if he bought the song but didn't help promote it, Fan Wumian would be unhappy. In the end, he changed his mind and said to Manager Shi:
"Wait! Let's invite him to shoot a commercial. I think he has great potential and I can give him more advertising money."

"Give me more? Oh, I see..."

Manager Shi pondered for a moment and thought he had figured out the key to this, and he managed to suppress his smile with great difficulty.

I am considering whether I should think of a way to create an opportunity for Vice President Song to have a private chat with the handsome boy.

……

Fan Wumian had no idea that he had caused trouble.

Just because of his words, the launch time of Penguin Space and Penguin Music was forced two or three months earlier than in the previous life, causing countless programmers to work overtime to catch up.

If you miss the deadline, the bank will close, so the check is still a check.

Excluding the budget for record production, he will have more than 300,000 Hong Kong dollars left, plus the royalties that may come in gradually. He can start preparing for his own film plan in advance.

This amount of money is not enough to make a movie, but it will take some time to prepare, and you can find other ways to save money during this period.

In order to avoid being stuck in the tunnel again, he chose to take the subway home today.

By the time I got back to my house, exhausted and out of breath, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

At this moment.

Fan Wumian was just taking out his keys, thinking about going home to play his guitar and then going to the Temple Street Night Market to buy some snacks to fill his stomach, when he suddenly heard the sound of a door opening.

The door of the next room was opened and Zhuang Muxi poked his head out.

She was wearing a blue nightgown with a "Squirtle" pattern on it, the hem of which almost covered her knees. She smiled and said to Fan Wumian:
"Just got back? No wonder no one responded to me when I knocked on the window. My parents went out to have dinner with friends tonight, and they were having Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. They actually said they were worried about affecting my studies, so they left me alone at home."

Fan Wumian replied:

"It's a coincidence that I met you. Remember to send me your bank card number. I'll see if I can transfer money to you online."

"No, no! I don't have anywhere to spend the money right now, so you can just keep it for now."

"It doesn't matter. I made a lot of money these past two days. Do you have dinner tonight? I'd like to invite you to go to the night market. We don't have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, but you can have curry fish balls, oyster omelettes, and grilled scallops."

After listening to Fan Wumian's words, Zhuang Muxi wondered whether this counted as a date with her.

Although she had already eaten dinner, she still smiled and replied:
"Okay! Wait for me for a moment. I'm going to my room to change my clothes. Many people in school are talking about the book you wrote today. It's time to celebrate."

"I don't know what the results are yet, it's a bit early to celebrate now. Remember to call me after you change your clothes."

Fan Wumian nodded, opened the door and went home to play the guitar.

The house was pitch dark and Silly Old Fan was not at home. At this time, he must have gone to some dance hall to dance.

Go out again soon.

After standing in the corridor and waiting for a few minutes, I saw Zhuang Muxi, who was wearing a black floral halter dress and had glowing white skin, walking out of the room.

I've long noticed that she has a great figure.

After a little dressing up, she seemed to have a more delicate feeling like a young model from Taiwan, which made him imagine more and more, and he kept reminding himself several times, "She is only 17 years old."

can only say.

It would have been better if he hadn't been reminded. Now it has made him even more angry. It's true that young people have active hormone secretions and are prone to getting angry.

At this age.

Most of the students in the school are still looking forward to the beautiful love affair that they imagine to be young and ambiguous.

Fan Wumian was different. He always subconsciously thought of the four words "galloping on horseback".

He secretly felt ashamed and thought:

"First-rate looks, first-rate piano skills, a perfect figure, and a filthy me..."

(End of this chapter)