Because of the new song, the number of viewers of this live broadcast finally exceeded 20,000, and with Qin Wan'er, a rich woman, Zhou Yuwen did not have the blessing of Zhao Siyu's joint live broadcast this time, the gift list also reached 30,000, and he earned 15,000 in one night.

Not only that, Zhou Yuwen's playing and singing in the restaurant aroused everyone's applause and attracted many guests who entered the restaurant. The restaurant manager liked this helpful and talented young man very much.

Not only did Zhou Yuwen and the others save themselves from spending money in the restaurant, but they also specially sent two bottles of wine over and asked Zhou Yuwen what he was doing now and whether he was interested in becoming a singer in the restaurant.

In the manager's opinion, the price of five hundred yuan a night for a resident singer is not low. Zhou Yuwen laughed after hearing this. Dong Ying is an outspoken girl and complained directly: "Boss, you know this big brother

How much do you earn in one night?”

"How much?" The manager was a thirty-year-old man. The atmosphere in the restaurant was particularly cheerful at this time, and the manager was in a good mood. He asked with a smile.

And when Dong Ying said that Zhou Yuwen earned 30,000 yuan a night! The manager's happy face immediately slapped it on his face? Thirty, thirty thousand? His three-month salary may not be enough to earn 30,000 yuan, how about you in one night?

real or fake?

But seeing several young people laughing there, the manager sighed, the world has really changed.

When we got here, the manager was already very embarrassed, thinking that he actually wanted to hire Zhou Yuwen to sing for five hundred yuan a night? He really didn't know how high the sky was.

The manager randomly found an excuse and left.

When the manager came forward to recruit Zhou Yuwen, Feng Moer was by her side. Even though she knew that Zhou Yuwen would never agree, Feng Moer still felt sad for herself. This is how resident singers are, with nothing guaranteed and they can change at any time.

The manager finally left without saying hello to Feng Moer.

After the song was sung, the live broadcast was almost over. Zhou Yuwen thanked the people who had tipped him one by one, then said the ending and closed the live broadcast.

Zhao Yunpeng and others urged Zhou Yuwen to go over there. They came here at seven o'clock, and now it's nine o'clock. Jiang Jieyu said it's almost done, right? The others looked at the time and felt it was time to end.

"Lao Zhou, are you okay?" Zhao Yunpeng asked.

"Oh, I'll come right away." Zhou Yuwen put away his phone, returned the guitar to Feng Moer, and said thank you.

Feng Moer quickly shook her head, looked at Zhou Yuwen in front of her, and mustered up her courage: "Brother Zhou, can we add WeChat?"

Zhou Yuwen looked at Feng Moer's cautious look, nodded and took out his mobile phone to add WeChat, and asked: "Do you plan to be a resident singer here forever?"

Feng Mo'er was helpless about this and said with a smile: "That's the only way. After all, I'm only a freshman. If I had Brother Zhou's talent, I would also be an anchor."

Zhou Yuwen added Feng Moer's WeChat account and asked casually: "How about you do it with me?"

"?" Feng Mo'er was stunned.

At this time, Zhao Yunpeng and others saw that Zhou Yuwen could not pass, so they took the initiative to come over. They were curious about what Zhou Yuwen was talking to Feng Moer. Dong Ying, Meng Yue, Lin Wanwan, and Jiang Jieyu heard Zhou Yuwen say before they even approached.

Such a sentence.

Zhou Yuwen didn't notice anyone approaching. He said: "You can sing in this restaurant for four hundred a day, but it can't be every day. At most, it's Friday, Saturday and weekends. I'll give you fifteen days a week.

You only earn 6,000 yuan a month. What do you think of this? I will give you a salary of 8,000 yuan a month, and then you will be able to work hard for 2,000 yuan a month. You can sing my songs in my live broadcast room.

, you only need to broadcast 26 live broadcasts every month.”

Zhou Yuwen said seriously. Zhao Yunpeng originally wanted to call Zhou Yuwen, but was stopped by Jiang Jieyu. Zhou Yuwen was talking about business now and it was hard to disturb him.

"Brother Zhou thinks highly of me. If what Brother Zhou says is true, I'm willing to give it a try!" Feng Mo'er agreed without even thinking about it. Not only was her singing in the restaurant unstable, but she couldn't even get 6,000 yuan a month.

, but she could go to a few more restaurants, that would be too tiring, and the environment in the restaurant is still messy. There is a live broadcast room where she can sing easily, and she can also have Zhou Yuwen to support her. As a freshman, she is not afraid of Zhou Yuwen Tu herself. Feng Moer is not afraid at all.

Do not hesitate.

But Zhou Yuwen said: "Don't rush to agree to me. You should think about it carefully when you go back, because letting you come to live broadcast will definitely not be as simple as singing in a bar. We have to sign a contract, and it will be for at least eight years, because during this period I

I will definitely invest in you. If nothing else, I may write a song for you. You also know my ability to write songs. Once I write a song, it will be no problem to at least ensure that you become a small Internet celebrity.

, so I can’t invest in you in vain. Eight years is the minimum contract. Of course, I can only give you 8,000 at the beginning, but in the later period, when you have your own account, your income will definitely be distributed to you as dividends.”

Before Zhou Yuwen finished speaking, Feng Moer couldn't help but agree when she heard that Zhou Yuwen wanted to write a song for herself. Zhou Yuwen's songwriting skills were obvious to all, and Feng Moer felt that as long as Zhou Yuwen wrote songs for her, she would definitely become popular.

What else are you not agreeing to?

Before Feng Moer spoke, Zhou Yuwen said directly: "Don't rush to promise me, go back and think about it carefully."

Feng Moer's words came to her lips and she could only nod helplessly: "Okay, then I'll think about it carefully!"

Zhou Yuwen nodded slightly. At this time, the manager asked Feng Moer to sing again. Feng Moer nodded goodbye to several people and said that he would contact Zhou Yuwen later and turned to leave.

After Feng Moer left, everyone who was holding back their words finally couldn't help it. First, Zhao Yunpeng said directly: "No, Lao Zhou! Your salary of eight thousand is too high!"

"Yes, you are so good at writing songs. You can become famous even if you give it to a pig. Why don't you train some brothers for her, Lao Zhou!" Li Hu was completely jealous. He felt that Zhou Yuwen was so good at writing songs, so why not sing for him?

He can also be popular, earning 8,000 yuan a month, while his monthly living expenses are only a little over 1,000 yuan.

"You might as well give it to me!" Mu Yunfeng said sourly.

Although Dong Ying and Meng Yue remained silent, they definitely thought so in their hearts. Especially Dong Ying, who looked at Zhou Yuwen with an indescribable feeling. The conditions and treatment Zhou Yuwen offered Feng Moer were exactly what she needed.

, why would Zhou Yuwen rather support Feng Moer? Why couldn't he help him?

Faced with these, Zhou Yuwen did not give an explanation and asked with a smile: "Are you done? Just now the manager told me that our table is free of charge and we don't need to pay. Should we finish now or sit for a while?"

"No, Lao Zhou, I think it's too hasty for you to pay that woman's salary like this!" Zhao Yunpeng still said.


Chapter completed!