Gao Yan said with a smile: "Please help me find out if there is anyone else in your art troupe who wants to buy songs!"
"How short of money are you!"
Lu Feifei subconsciously said, but immediately, she thought of another purpose of talking and selling songs: "You are not using this trick to stimulate Yang Xueqi on purpose, are you?"
To hit a person can be physical or mental.
Therefore, Gao Yan decided to attack Yang Xueqi mentally first.
Gao Yan denied with a smile: "Of course not, I just got so inspired during this period that I wrote a few good songs, so I want you to help me introduce a buyer. Don't worry, if it happens, I'll ask you
Eat Lao Mo!"
"Not one meal, at least three meals!"
"Two meals, after all, the prices at Lao Mo's are not low!" Gao Yan deliberately showed a look of pain.
"Okay, just two meals!"
Lu Feifei did not bargain any more: "When I get to work tomorrow, I will ask you who wants to buy the song and introduce them to you!"
"It's better than this!"
Gao Yan took out seven songs from the Mustard Seed Space and gave them to Lu Feifei: "You know the singing skills of the people in your group quite well. If you think who is suitable to sing these seven songs, you can go to them to promote them!"
Looking at the stack of manuscript paper in her hand, Lu Feifei was a little confused. When did writing songs become so easy?
But what she was more curious about was the quality of these songs.
So, she directly pulled up a chair and sat down, slowly reading through it.
Next, Lu Feifei became more and more shocked as she watched, and the more complicated she felt, because she discovered that the songs Gao Yan gave her were actually classics.
Once published, it will definitely become a hit.
"How are they? These songs are good, aren't they?" Gao Yan asked with a smile.
"Gao Weiguo, I want to dig into your brain and take a closer look. How long is your brain? Among the composers in our troupe, which one does not need to spend a year or two to polish a classic piece of music? But
You guy, writing a song is as easy as eating!"
"Thank you, thank you, I just have some talent in this area!" Gao Yan waved his hands modestly, but said in his heart, these songs were all plagiarized by me, can you be upset?
Lu Feifei left, taking these seven songs with her.
However, he did not go home, but went directly to visit Du Mingqin.
Because among the seven songs given by Gao Yan, two are particularly suitable for Du Mingqin to sing.
Of course, another reason is that Du Mingqin is not short of money.
"Sister Feifei, why are you here?"
A little girl saw Lu Feifei coming and jumped up to meet her. She was Du Mingqin's daughter Chen Xiaoguo. She was only 13 years old and was still in junior high school.
"Of course I miss you. These are the chocolates that my sister asked someone to bring back from abroad. Give them to you!"
Lu Feifei took out two chocolates and gave them to Chen Xiaoguo.
"Thank you, Sister Feifei, you are so kind!"
Chen Xiaoguo said happily.
At this time, Du Mingqin, who was cooking in the kitchen, also came out and said enthusiastically: "Feifei, you came just in time. Auntie is going to make braised pork tonight, so you can stay and eat."
"Thank you, auntie, but auntie, I'm not here to eat. I'm here to talk to you about something serious!"
Lu Feifei said with a smile.
Du Mingqin was slightly startled: "Okay, let's go to the room to talk. Xiaoguo, hurry up and get your sister Feifei a glass of water."
"OK!"
After entering the room, Lu Feifei was unambiguous and directly took out the two songs suitable for Du Mingqin: "Auntie, before we talk about it, please read these two songs first!"
Du Mingqin took these two songs and watched them carefully.
soon.
Du Mingqin just finished reading these two songs and felt that these two songs were very well written and fit her very well.
"Auntie, let me tell you the truth. Both of my songs were written by my friend. Because he was short of money, he asked me to help him find a buyer. No, I found that these two songs are more suitable for you, so I
Coming to find you!"
"Okay, I bought these two songs!"
Du Mingqin said very happily that although she had no ambitions in the art troupe, she was a singer after all, and she would be happy when she encountered a good song.
If Lu Feifei gave these two songs to her directly, she would have to worry about whether to accept them or not, but she had no worries at all about spending money to buy them. This way she would not owe any favors and get good songs. Why?
It's not fun to do it.
"Thank you for your help, auntie!"
Du Feifei said happily that she did not expect that things would go so smoothly.
"Feifei, wait a minute, I'll get you some money!"
Du Mingqin got up and went to the next room. After a while, he came back with a large pile of black stuff.
"Feifei, there is exactly one thousand yuan here, do you think it's enough?"
"Auntie, one thousand yuan is too much, just give me two hundred yuan per piece!"
Lu Feifei said quickly.
This was not because she was deliberately trying to sell Du Mingqin a favor, but because Gao Yan could get more than 100 RMB for a song if he submitted it directly to the art troupe.
Two hundred is just right for her.
If you charge 500 for one song, it seems a bit greedy.
"These two songs are both classic songs and worth the price!" Du Mingqin said seriously.
"Auntie, I can't do it!"
In the end, the two discussed and set the price of a song at 250 yuan. These days, there is no such thing as 250 yuan.
After the transaction is completed.
Lu Feifei was about to leave, but Du Mingqin wanted to keep her for dinner.
Seeing that Du Mingqin refused to let her go, Lu Feifei had no choice but to tell the truth. She still had five other songs and had to visit other people.
This immediately aroused Du Mingqin's curiosity.
So I asked to see those five songs.
Lu Feifei didn't refuse either.
After reading the other five songs, Du Mingqin's expression became strange, because these five songs were no worse than the two songs she had, but these five songs were not suitable for her.
But someone suitable for these five songs came to mind.
So she said: "Feifei, these two songs should be sung by Xie Wenjun. I think Zhu Lijun is more suitable for this song. And for these two songs, Sister Peng is the most suitable. Do you think I am right?"
"Auntie, you talk too much, we are so in tune with each other!"
Lu Feifei quickly flattered her.
"Do you think this is appropriate? I'll call them all to come to my house. You don't have to come one by one. How about you stay at aunt's house for dinner after the business is done?"
"Auntie, since you said that, I won't be polite!"
Lu Feifei's eyes lit up.
With Du Mingqin's help and the fact that these five songs are all very classic, she believed that none of the three would refuse.
It was exactly as she expected.
Xie Wenjun, Zhu Lijun and Sister Peng were all very moved after reading the song that suited them.
At this time, Du Mingqin said: "Feifei brought a total of seven songs. I picked two. Do you three want to say a word about the remaining five songs? The price will be calculated as 250 yuan a song!"
The three of them are all veteran singers in the art troupe, and none of them earns less than 100 yuan per month. Especially Xie Wenjun, who works hard for the army, and the monthly subsidy and salary add up to more than 200 yuan. He needs more than 200 yuan.
Buying a song is very easy.
And good songs are hard to find, so they naturally had no reason to refuse, so they all agreed without hesitation!
However, none of them had that kind of money with them, so they would give the money to Lu Feifei tomorrow.
The three of them left after getting the songs.
But Lu Feifei stayed for a dinner.
When saying goodbye, Du Mingqin took Lu Feifei's hand affectionately and said: "Feifei, if there is another song suitable for my aunt next time, you can come to me!"
"Don't worry, Auntie, if there is a song that suits you, I will come to you as soon as possible!"