Chapter 424 As long as you have money in your pocket
Fei Si was a little flustered by being told what he was thinking. The lunatic knew about this. Could it be that the lunatic told Xiao Meng?
"Xiaomeng, have you misunderstood? I have been following Lin Xia. That is the mission sent by the madman. Besides, I have always regarded Lin Xia as my good friend. Don't..."
"Okay, Fatty, it's not a treasonous thing to like Lin Xia, there's no need to hide it.
If you really want to pursue Lin Xia, the lunatic might even provide you with a complete set of equipment for picking up girls."
"Did a madman tell you that?"
"Fat man, didn't I tell you? Everyone has seen this a long time ago."
When Fei Si saw that Wang Lidong was talking about this, he sighed and said:
"Xiaomeng, yes, I like Lin Xia. But Lin Xia likes crazy people."
Wang Lidong said in the tone of Grandma Wolf tempting Little Red Riding Hood:
"Fat man, do you want to hug this beauty?"
Fei Si's eyes brightened, then darkened again:
"Xiao Meng, I am what is commonly known as short and poor. Lin Xia is from the capital. She is not rich, but she is both white and rich. How can anyone look down on me?"
Wang Lidong glanced at the coffee table and found a picture in the newspaper that was a photo of Host Yang and Fatty Wu.
He picked up the newspaper, pointed at the fat man in the photo and said:
"Fei Si, look at her, her tonnage is at least twice yours, and she's not as good-looking as you, but who is her wife?
Famous host of National Television, great beauty. By the way, this fat guy is even divorced.
And the pears from Hong Kong, they are so beautiful, they are actually married to a lame man."
Fei Si smiled bitterly and said:
"But they are all rich people."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you are short-tempered. As long as you have money in your pocket, chasing girls will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
Just like a madman, there are many men who are more handsome and taller than him, but just because my father is the chairman of a large group, he can date whoever he wants."
Fei Si thought of the goddess's attitude towards madmen, shook his head and said:
"Lin Xia likes crazy people, not for the money."
Wang Lidong checked the time, it was almost 2:30:
"Fasi, when you make money, your chances will be greater than now, right? By the way, is the recording studio you mentioned far away?"
Fei Si said it was impossible, but he was still moved by Wang Lidong's words.
"It's not far, just a quarter of an hour's taxi ride away. Xiaomeng, let's go, I'll take you there now. By the way, I think the ringtones are not just songs..."
...
Twenty minutes later, the two got out of the car, and Wang Lidong followed Fei Si into a community.
"Fat man, this is a residential area."
Wang Lidong, the leader of Fei Si Chao, explained:
"Xiao Meng, don't worry. My buddy's recording studio is very well soundproofed. It's been five or six years since we opened it, and we've never had any complaints from neighbors."
The sound engineer gave Wang Lidong two thumbs up as he came out of the recording studio.
"Xiao Shi, I have been a sound engineer for more than ten years, and you are the first one who can do it over and over again."
There are really only a handful of people in the entire music circle who can record a song in one pass without needing to edit the sound. As far as he knows, there are only five of them in total, and each of them is at the level of a king or queen.
This time, he met him in person, but it was a pity that his voice was average, otherwise...
But when I thought about the quality of the three songs I just recorded, and heard Fei Si say that they were all original works by this person, my eyes looking at Wang Lidong became a little hotter.
Although Fei Si was a little surprised, he immediately felt it was natural.
"Xiaomeng, if you had this level in college, Lin Xia would definitely like you."
Damn it.
Wang Lidong's face turned green. He couldn't afford a scheming woman like Lin Xia.
"Fat man, it's enough for me to have my girl. Lin Xia, that's your thing."
Then he asked the sound engineer:
"Brother Zhou, when can I pick up the songs?"
The sound engineer thought for a moment and then gave the time:
"Even if I don't sleep tonight, I have produced these three songs of yours. You can come and get them at this time tomorrow."
Wang Lidong was very satisfied with the speed. He heard that some recording studios would take a week. He took out his wallet, counted 16 hundred-yuan Sihai coins, and placed them in front of the recording engineer.
"Brother Zhou, 1600, please click."
The sound engineer hurriedly reached out and pushed the money back to Wang Lidong:
"Xiao Shi, Fei Si and I are both ferromagnetic. It's our first time here, so I can't accept your money. If you record songs again in the future, just remember to come to my brother's side."
Fat Si glanced at Lao Zhou and cursed in his heart, he was shameless. Every time he met someone who could write songs, he would act coy.
Don't I just want to build a relationship and then have the opportunity to buy some good songs.
Then he picked up the 1600 on the table and stuffed it back into Wang Lidong's hand:
"Xiao Meng, since Lao Zhou said so, don't be polite to him. He is interested in the song you wrote."
Although Lao Zhou was exposed, he still smiled:
"Fat man, you know me best. Xiao Shi, now that Fatty has made it clear, I won't be pretentious.
If you have extra songs in the future, give me a chance and the price can be easily negotiated."
Everyone had said so, and all they wanted was a few songs, so Wang Lidong didn't show any pretense and put the wad of money in his hand back into his wallet.
"Lao Zhou, were you also a singer before? What works have you published?"
Seeing that Lao Zhou was a little embarrassed, Fei Si beside him helped introduce:
"Lao Zhou came from a major, but he studied electronic music production. In the past two years, he may have been hit on the head, and he always wanted to be a singer..."
Lao Zhou took the opportunity to run to the shelf against the wall, pulled out a CD, and handed it to Wang Lidong:
"Xiao Shi, this is my cover of someone else's song. Listen to it when you have time."
"Okay. Then I'll leave first and come back at this time tomorrow."
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Heshun Town, Dian Province
The postman rode a battery car to the door of a grocery store, parked the car, and took out a copy of the Yunnan Provincial Daily from his bag.
"Uncle Qing, newspaper."
"coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in his fifties or sixties ran out of the grocery store and took the newspaper.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The postman was waiting for the gas pedal when he accidentally glanced at a person and used his feet to support the battery car again.
"Aunt Shi, come and get the remittance slip."
Shi Mu, who was buying salt in the grocery store, didn't pay attention at first. After the postman called twice, she realized it was her and hurriedly walked to the door of the grocery store.
"Aunt Shi, please take this slip. When you come to withdraw money, remember to ask Uncle Shi to bring your ID card."
Then he took out another notebook, pointed to the blank space and said:
"Aunt Shi, sign your name."
Shi's mother was shocked when she saw the amount of the remittance was 5,000 yuan. She and her husband farmed the land for a year, and apart from eating, drinking and chewing, they only saved more than 3,000 yuan in one year.
"Aunt Shi, Aunt Shi, sign."
Shi Mu hurriedly followed the postman's instructions and signed in the blank space.
"Aunt Shi, the place to withdraw money is at our post office, don't forget to pay."
After saying that, as soon as I accelerator, the battery car went a long way.
At this time, the grocery store owner came close to Shi Mu, saw the amount on the remittance slip, and said hotly:
"Big sister, what did Xiao Meng send back? 5,000 yuan, which is still a lot for a college student to earn. My grocery store..."
Shi Mu ignored the boss's nagging and looked around. She didn't even buy any salt anymore. She stuffed the remittance and withdrawal slip into her pocket and trotted back home.
"His dad, his dad."
Father Shi, who was cracking firewood in the yard, saw his wife running into the yard in a panic, and walked forward with an ax in hand and said:
"What happened?"
Shi Mu took out the remittance slip from her pocket:
"Xiao Meng sent 5,000 yuan back."
Father Shi breathed a sigh of relief. He put the ax in his hand back on the shelf first, then took the remittance slip, read it carefully, and frowned:
"With 5,000 yuan, Xiaomeng won't do anything bad."
Does he know how difficult it is for his son to live in the capital? Apart from living expenses and the money he saves every month, he still has to save up for the down payment of a house.
Moreover, Shen Bing went to the capital a while ago. If there are more than one person, there will be multiple expenses.
He also thought about calling his son next time and asking his son, and if he was tight on money, he would send some.
Shi's mother became even more worried after hearing this, and suddenly thought of something her son said during the last phone call:
"Didn't Xiaomeng say last time that his boss promised to give him a bonus of 80,000 yuan during the Chinese New Year?"
"Come on, let's go to the post office now, take out the money first, and then call Xiaomeng."
When the old couple came to the post office, they took out all 5,000 yuan, then went to the long-distance phone line and dialed their son's number.
"Why did you send 5,000 back?"
"The year-end bonus is great. I won't give it to you in the future. The family is not short of money."
"How much black tea do you want? Three pounds? I'll go to your uncle's house in the evening. Your address hasn't changed, right?
Hmm, wait, your mother has something to tell you."
The next day, Wang Lidong went to the recording studio on time, got the master tapes of three songs, and made another copy on a USB flash drive.
I got home at six o'clock and found the house deserted, so I quickly called Shen Bing.
"Is there a traffic jam?"
"I'll make dinner, what do you want to eat?"
"What can I eat? I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Lidong rummaged through the refrigerator and found a box of tofu, tomatoes, red peppers, carrots, and a few eggs.
Open the freezer, pork belly, and a yellow croaker.
...
"I'm back."
Shen Bing opened the door to her room and smelled a very familiar aroma of vegetables. She closed the door and walked to the dining table. She saw a plate of brightly red vegetables. It was indeed her favorite red three-chop dish.
Wang Lidong, who was frying spinach in the kitchen, heard his girlfriend's voice and shouted outside: "Girl, wash your hands, it's time to eat."
Then after stirring the pot twice, he put the vegetables on the plate.