Chapter: 408

Song title?

Zhang Han was taken aback for a moment, glanced at the mailbox information, and found that he forgot to change the file name to the song name for this song, so he answered two words:

"Wen Ai."

"Wen Ai? The name is also very artistic. Mr. Hanyang is really talented. Thank you Mr. Hanyang for the song, thank you for the opportunity." Wei Chengdong typed a little excitedly.

"You are Welcome."

"Let's get down to business." Seeing this, Xu Lan felt that the other party didn't seem to like chatting very much, so she talked to Wei Chengdong.

Wei Chengdong nodded, feeling a little embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do, and finally typed a line in the dialog box:

"Mr. Hanyang, your song is very, very good, and it is worth the price of 200,000 yuan. It's just that we don't have that much money now. I can borrow it. It can probably make up 150,000 yuan. I want to discuss it with you. Can I give you 150,000? I'll give you the rest of the money within half a year, do you think it's okay?"

After sending this passage, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan became nervous.

Their eyes stared at the screen without blinking, and they desperately hoped that Han Yang would agree to their request.

After waiting for a few seconds, the two felt that the seconds felt like years, and they could even hear their own heartbeats. Finally, a message came out of the dialog box, which made the two of them startled for a moment, then ecstatic, and finally changed. I became moved, admired and other complex emotions, just because of the words Han Yang said on the screen:

"Then give one hundred thousand."

A few simple words, in the eyes of the two, revealed Mr. Hanyang's free and easy, a songwriter with money like dirt.

In a word, Wei Chengdong and Xu Lan couldn't be more excited. They didn't expect Mr. Hanyang to be so generous and talkative.

"no!"

After she was overjoyed, Xu Lan's eyes froze, she glanced at Wei Chengdong, and said in a serious tone: "Although Mr. Hanyang is so heroic, we can't do this, as you said, the song is worth 200,000 yuan, how about it, We will pay 100,000 upfront, and the other 100,000 within half a year."

"Okay." Wei Chengdong nodded heavily, and typed a paragraph to explain their intentions and insist on the price of 200,000 yuan.

Zhang Han smiled slightly after seeing this, and replied:

"random."

The matter of this song was finalized "at will", but Zhang Han also had a request, the song he wrote would be released on the Internet the next day.

After all, Zhang Han just wanted to enrich his music library.

At the same time, in a warm-colored apartment-style house, the young girl Meidou is lazily lying on the bed, listening to the latest popular songs with a mobile phone and a high-quality headset, humming while listening .

Suddenly, a notification tone sounded on the phone, and Meidou opened it curiously, her eyes were fixed, and she sat up suddenly:

"Wow! So fast?"

Because she saw the email Han Yang sent her, she clicked it in hastily, and when she saw the name of the song, she was slightly taken aback:

"9420? A purely digital song title? It's so special. Why don't you call it just because I love you? But that's fine, and it looks quite attractive. Let's listen to the song first! Hee hee hee."

Meidou smiled and clicked on the accompaniment and other files.

After watching it several times, she couldn't help but start recording with the software, and tried to sing it once to hear the effect.

She knew it was a high-quality song, and she was a little worried, afraid that she could not sing it well.

"Yeah, the label says the voice should be sweet and thinner, ahem, then I will suppress my voice."