After Fan Yichen was dragged away by the middle-aged fat man, the rehearsal room immediately fell silent. An Ruohua and Lin were still staring at Zhen Jian and the others with unkind expressions, waiting for their responses.
Zhen Jian is the lead singer of the band. In the past, he or Chen Feng would take part in any matters that needed to be dealt with by the band. Both Yang Luo and Zhang Yu were cold-blooded. They put all their energy into technology and were indifferent to the complicated affairs of the outside world.
Don't ask.
Therefore, now Zhen Jian can only respond to An Ruohua's questions.
Taking a deep breath, Zhen Jian said with a hint of shame on his face: "Miss An, the band is indeed sorry for Chen Feng. I, Yang Luo and Zhang Yu all admit this, but we also have our own
All this is for the development of the band. Chen Feng is a great person. He can understand this and I hope you can forgive me."
"Forgive?" An Ruohua shrugged: "Can you forgive me just by saying a few empty words? What you said is really easy. If I deprive you of everything one day, just say a few words of sorry and you will forgive me.
Are you willing? Yang Luo, Zhang Yu, you two should also express your opinions. If the matter falls on you, will you be willing?"
"No!" Yang Luo responded with lowered eyes.
"No!" Zhang Yu said with a cold expression, spinning a drumstick in his hand.
Zhen Jian was suddenly speechless.
An Ruohua and Lin Yiran sneered disdainfully.
Zhang Yu, who was playing with the drumsticks, suddenly stopped, turned to look at Zhen Jian, and said: "Stop beating around the bush, since we already prepared the compensation for Chen Feng yesterday, what's the point of these empty words now?"
Let’s discuss the specific compensation directly, so as not to waste everyone’s time.”
"That's right!" Yang Luo said impatiently.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhen Jian's face, but he quickly recovered. He thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Miss An, what you just said is right. Naturally, we can't ask you and Chen Feng to forgive you in vain, so
, in order to make up for Chen Feng’s previous contributions to the band, we are willing to give him a cash compensation.”
As he spoke, Zhen Jian leaned over and took out a bank card from the bag next to him and handed it to An Ruohua.
"There are 100,000 yuan in it. The password is Chen Feng's birthday. You must also know that the band was in a recession before, and the performance fee was usually only tens of thousands of yuan. Excluding various labor fees, each of the four of us could only get a share.
It's only a few thousand yuan, plus Chen Feng has also invested some money in the band over the years, so if you add it all together, this one hundred thousand yuan can be considered our greatest sincerity."
An Ruohua looked at the bank card handed to her, was silent for a moment, and finally reached out to take it.
"One hundred thousand yuan. It's great that Chen Feng's efforts over the years are worth one hundred thousand yuan. Such a small amount of money has bought out the relationship between Chen Feng and the band. In the future, when you become popular, your income will be hundreds of thousands or millions."
It has nothing to do with Chen Feng, it’s good, it’s really good!”
Zhen Jian's face turned red, but he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, An Ruohua had already taken the bank card.
As long as An Ruohua accepts the bank card, the relationship between the band and Chen Feng will be truly severed. No matter how unpleasant what An Ruohua said, it won't matter.
An Ruohua also knew that she might only be able to get so much for Chen Feng, but it was better than nothing. If she didn't come, Chen Feng might not even think about taking the one hundred thousand yuan.
Sighing, An Ruohua turned to look at Lin Yiran and said, "Okay, that's it. Let's go. I don't want to stay in this place for a moment longer!"
Lin Yiran, who had been watching with cold eyes, nodded, took An Ruohua's arm and prepared to leave.
"Wait!" An Ruohua suddenly turned around again.
"Is there anything else?" Zhen Jian looked nervous when he saw An Ruohua stop suddenly.
An Ruohua sneered and walked straight to the place where the musical instruments were placed.
"I remember that Chen Feng bought this bass and this acoustic guitar with his own money. These are Chen Feng's things and I want to take them away!"
Hearing this, Zhen Jian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay, no problem, you can take them all!"
An Ruohua carefully put the bass and guitar into her gig bag, and then she and Lin Yiran each carried one piece and strode away!
At this time, in a small conference room on the side of the rehearsal room, Fan Yichen was sitting on a chair and sulking.
"Uncle Zhang, why did you stop me just now? We can kill those two women with just a move of our fingers, so why should we be angry with them? Especially Lin Yiran, she actually dared to threaten me. She
What a thing!"
The middle-aged fat man named Uncle Zhang grinned and said: "Xiao Chen, you are still too young. As the saying goes, more things are worse than less things. We are just using this band as a springboard now. There is no need to participate in them. In the midst of disputes, remember that interests come first in everything, and such things as being angry and ruthless are not what a good artist should do."
Fan Yichen snorted, "But I still can't swallow this breath!"
"It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. There will be many opportunities for you to regain your reputation in the future. Why care about temporary gains and losses? Moreover, you don't want to think about your identity? It is necessary to really be with two unknown women.
Are you being serious? You are demeaning yourself by doing this. If you think about it carefully, what are you angry about? Is it because of Zhen Jian and the other losers who play in the band? Is this necessary? "
Fan Yichen fell silent.
Uncle Zhang smiled happily and continued: "The most urgent thing is to hone your singing and playing skills first. After your singing skills improve, the company will arrange for you to be the lead singer, and then help you with promotion and marketing.
After your first masterpiece, you can leave the band and go solo. You have to know that the band focuses most on creativity and technology. By then, if you have the background of being the lead singer of a band, you will be invincible in the music industry!
"
After listening to Uncle Zhang's words, a smile finally appeared on Fan Yichen's face.
At about 9:30 in the evening, Chen Feng was immersed in the arrangement of "Mortal Song". Suddenly, the phone he threw aside rang.
Chen Feng was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses and quickly answered the phone.
"Hey, Chen Feng, come downstairs and help me move my things!"
It's An Ruohua.
Moving things? Chen Feng was a little confused. Could it be that An Ruohua and Lin Yijiang went shopping at night?
"Okay, I'll go downstairs right now!" After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng quickly came downstairs.
When he saw An Ruohua and Lin Yiran carrying a piano bag each, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly widened.
Because the two gig bags in front of him were very familiar to him, one was his bass and the other was his acoustic guitar.
However, shouldn’t these things be left in the rehearsal room of the Hengyu Band? Why are they in An Ruohua’s hands now?
Could it be that Chen Feng immediately wanted to know what An Ruohua had done because he knew her character so well.
"Did you go to the band rehearsal room?" Chen Feng asked calmly.