He has known Zhou Mengqing for a long time and is considered an old acquaintance. They worked in the same company and collaborated with her back then. As he said, he even wrote a song for Zhou Mengqing, which made her famous overnight.
Later, because Zhou Mengqing had some conflicts with some people in the company, she left the company and started the Phantom Company.
In his opinion, Zheng Mengqing is just a little singer with no background.
Even if a company is established, it is not worth mentioning.
With his status in the circle, he can do whatever he wants with her.
He knew Zhou Mengqing very well. Zhou Mengqing asked him to write a song a few days ago, thinking he could make a fortune. But he didn't expect that this woman would quietly embrace the capital.
It is still a capital that he cannot afford to offend.
Zhou Mengqing had a cold face, held the music score, frowned and said, "Zhou Huaichang, this is not your level. This song is at the third-rate level at best. Are you fooling us?"
As she spoke, her tone became cold.
Call him by his first name, no longer "teacher".
Zhou Huaichang's heart skipped a beat, he snorted, and his expression said: "Humph, are you insulting me, Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Mengqing stared at Zhou Huaichang closely, handed the manuscript to the long-haired young man, and said, "Xiao Chen, please take a look."
Zhou Huaichang was a little angry, but because Zheng Ge was present, he dared not say anything. He let Xiao Chen take the manuscript and look it over a few times, shook his head and said: "Mr. Zhou said it was third-rate, which is an exaggeration. He said it was not first-rate.
, it’s not an exaggeration.”
As he said this, he looked at Zhou Huaichang in confusion. It felt impossible! Although this old boy had a bad temper and bullied the weak and feared the strong, he was still very good at composing lyrics and music.
"Huh, you, you..." Zhou Huaichang seemed to be extremely angry, a little angry. He glanced at Zheng Ge, stood up angrily and said: "Mr. Zheng, they, they are all insulting me. This cooperation can no longer be discussed.
.I, I’ll take my leave first.”
After saying that, he took the music score manuscript from the long-haired Xiao Chen and left with his assistant.
Zheng Ge crossed his legs and leaned lazily on the sofa, showing no sign of Zhou Huaichang's departure.
Azheng, who was standing aside like a shadow, stopped the other party.
Zhou Huaichang's expression changed.
"Mr. Zhou, don't leave in a hurry! Sit down first. If you have any questions, let's talk slowly." Zheng Ge pointed to the sofa opposite and said with a gentle smile.
Zhou Huaichang looked ugly.
The assistant on the side lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
The assistant was also frightened.
He knew that Zhou Huaichang was going to trick people today.
Zhou Huaichang just came back from Aocheng last night and lost tens of millions. He originally wanted to come to Zhou Mengqing's place to replenish his blood today, but it turned out to be a good thing. He actually fell into the trap of a big boss in the capital industry.
Although Zhou Huaichang is well-known in the entertainment industry, he is nothing to the big guys in the capital industry.
Can Zhou Huaichang compose music?
There are many people who can compose music.
It’s not a big deal if Zhou Huaichang is missing.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zheng, let's talk slowly."
Zhou Huaichang sat down, gritted his teeth, and made a decision in his mind. He looked up at Xiao Chen and said, "Come on, young man, you said my works are not as good as third-rate, come and show me. I, Zhou Huaichang, have been in the industry for decades.
, you are the first one who dares to say that my work is not as good as third-rate, but I want to see it today."
Xiao Chen's expression changed and he looked at Zheng Ge and Zhou Mengqing.
Zhou Mengqing was surprised. With her level, she could tell whether a song was good or bad just by looking at it.
Of course, sometimes, she can only roughly judge whether a song is good or bad, but cannot be sure.
After all, songs are so difficult to describe.
Many times, a song that no one is optimistic about can become popular all over the country.
But Zhou Huaichang's song...
She frowned and looked at the confident Zhou Huaichang, a little unsure about paying attention.
Not only she, Zhou Mengqing, doubted herself.
Even the secretary who came with Zhou Huaichang was confused and unsure of the situation. He knew very well what the situation of these five songs was because he had personally prepared these five songs.
"Okay, Xiao Chen, let's take a look."
Zheng Ge sat on the sofa, crossed his hands and smiled.
"good."
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and took a step forward, "Teacher Zhou, please open the manuscript."
"Hmph!" Zhou Huaichang snorted, opened the manuscript, and said to Xiao Chen, "Come on, tell me, what's wrong?"
Xiao Chen took a serious look and said, "Teacher Zhou, are you really sure about these lyrics? And this tune, is it really okay?"
Zhou Huaichang was stunned and looked down.
The next moment, his expression changed.
Immediately, he slapped his head hard and shouted, "Oh, I'm so confused! Mr. Zheng, this... I'm so confused!"
Zheng Ge leaned on the sofa and looked at each other interestingly.
"What's wrong? Tell me?"
Zheng Ge squinted his eyes and smiled, as if watching a play.
"Mr. Zheng, I'm confused! I was upset because of something this morning. When I came out, I picked up the wrong manuscript." Zhou Huaichang slapped his forehead vigorously, with a look of regret on his face.
Zhou Mengqing and Xiao Chen frowned and said nothing.
But Zhou Huaichang's assistant was stunned.
He finally knew what his boss was singing about. At the same time, he was a little worried. If the boss put the blame on himself, it would be over.
"Hmph, Zhou Huaichang, you can get the manuscript wrong? Do you think we are fools?"
Zhou Mengqing said shamelessly.
This guy just threatened her.
I was even more upset in the past.
Naturally, I won't give him a good face now.
Zhou Huaichang said sadly: "Mr. Zhou, we have been old friends for many years. You still don't know who I am, Zhou? Really, I went to Aocheng yesterday and lost miserably. I was very upset."
As he spoke, he sighed and continued: "Mr. Zhou, to be honest with you, in fact, the song I promised you has not been finished yet. After all, it has only been a week. No matter how talented I am, Mr. Zhou, I still can't make it.
ah!"
"I came here today with the intention of giving you the songs I originally gave to Miao Yu, A Xue, and Guangchen. It was mainly to exchange for some money so that I could have more money. But I didn't expect that I was upset because I lost money this morning.
I was confused and picked up the wrong manuscript."
With that said, Zhou Huaichang patted his head regretfully again, "Alas! Mr. Zheng is here, everything I said is true, I don't dare to make any nonsense."
"You dare to give me the songs of Miao Yu, A Xue and the others?"
Zhou Mengqing didn't believe it.
Miao Xue is a top-tier singer in the music industry, and her status is so high that even Zhou Huaichang, who has an eye above his own, would not dare to offend her.
"Hi! Axue, Miao Yu and the others are all abroad, and I can't contact them for a while."
Zhou Huaichang sighed: "And they are not in a hurry to use these songs. I am in a hurry for money, so I thought I would give you these songs first in exchange for some money for emergencies."