Chapter: 407

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door, which brought the two of them back to their senses.

Wei Chengdong went to open the door, and when he opened the door, he saw the panting takeaway boy:

"Oh, brother, I've called you a lot, why don't you answer it, I came up the stairs!"

"Ah?" Wei Chengdong's face turned dry. When he saw the sweaty takeaway boy, he couldn't bear to look at him. He said awkwardly, "I'm really sorry. I just turned off the phone and forgot to charge it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Hey, that's fine, remember to give me a good review." The delivery boy waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Yeah, definitely." Wei Chengdong nodded repeatedly.

Wei Chengdong took the whole chicken set meal, put it on the computer table, and said: "Then let's eat first, just take a look at the contract."

"Yes." Xu Lan replied with a smile.

The two looked at the contract while eating a life-improving supper.

"All copyright transfer? Isn't it? Am I right?" Wei Chengdong almost spat out the chicken chop he just ate.

For songs with full copyright transfer, it is still rare, and it is usually the kind of contract with a share, especially for such a high-quality song.

"Yes, you read that right." Xu Lan noticed the message below, her face turned bitter, and said: "Look at the bottom, this song costs 200,000 yuan!"

"Ah? Two hundred thousand?" Wei Chengdong was taken aback for a moment, then his face became bitter, and he said, "We, we don't have two hundred thousand!"

The two have struggled for several years, and only have a deposit of about 120,000 yuan. Although the monthly salary is relatively high, it cannot support the living expenses and music expenses!

As we all know, living in a fast-paced city, earning 5,000 a month is not enough to do anything, but enough to spend is not bad. Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are everything.

"Then what should I do? How about... I ask my friend to borrow money?" Wei Chengdong said hesitantly, he really didn't want to give up this song.

"Your friend? Let's forget it. There are not so many borrowers from them." Xu Lan shook her head and said.

His friends are not rich and powerful, they are all ordinary people, and it is okay to borrow three to five thousand, but it is impossible to borrow one hundred and eighty thousand all at once.

"Hey, my parents don't have much money, so it might not be enough to ask for some." Wei Chengdong couldn't even eat the chicken chops, and looked a little sad.

"My parents definitely don't want to come." Xu Lan pouted her mouth. Her parents didn't like Wei Chengdong in the first place, and they wanted money? Certainly not.

After pondering for a while, Xu Lan pursed her lips and said, "How about, why don't we contact Mr. Hanyang first? Ask him if he can be more accommodating."

"This, this is so accommodating." Wei Chengdong smiled wryly: "Everyone has clearly marked the price, and this song is really worth the price in my opinion."

"I'm not talking about bargaining." Xu Lan sighed lightly, and said, "I mean, let's contact him and ask if we can pay in installments, just like buying a building. First pay him the down payment, and then within a year the Give him the rest."

"Okay, then ask, I'll add him as a friend." Wei Chengdong's eyes lit up.

I found Hanyang's Penguin account on the mailbox and added friends. I thought it was late today and Mr. Hanyang might take a break, but I didn't expect that the friend was approved after two minutes of application.

This couldn't help but make Wei Chengdong's heart skip a beat. He glanced at Xu Lan, and under her gaze, he opened the dialog box and entered a line of words:

"Hello, Mr. Hanyang, we have read your song, it is really good."

"Um."

"By the way, what's the name of this song?" Wei Chengdong asked.