"Hello?"

When he answered the phone, Zhao Yan's attitude was a little cold, and he couldn't be enthusiastic. He saved Yu Qiluo two months ago, but this time he wanted to sell her a few songs, so it would be fine if he didn't buy them. Sister Fang humiliated him on the phone. She was 17 years old and could not rub the sand in her eyes. How could Zhao Yan give her a good attitude?

"hehe!"

Sister Fang laughed before she could speak, the kind that laughed.∽↗

Then he said, "Zhao Yan! How about it? Are you calmer now? Sister Yu said that for the sake of saving her, you can give you 30,000 yuan per song. Is it okay? No problem, let's talk about the specific contract? Well?"

"hehe!"

This time it was Zhao Yan's turn to laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Sister Fang frowned and asked on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Yan sneered disdainfully, raised the volume slightly, and said, "Thank you! But forget it! You don't have to give me this favor! I have sold six of my eight songs, so you don't have to worry about the remaining two! Thank you!"

After saying that, Zhao Yan hung up the call without waiting for Sister Fang to respond.

When he stuffed his phone back into his pocket, Zhao Yan curled his lips, and the anger he had been stuck in his heart for two days finally came to his mind!

On the other end of the phone, Sister Fang's face became a little ugly as she listened to the beeping blind voice on her phone. At this time, Zhao Yan's words were still echoing in her mind - six of my eight songs have been sold, so you don't have to worry about the remaining two...

In just a few days, he sold six of his eight songs? What price was it?

It must be sold at a lower price! It must be!

"This brat! I would rather sell it to others at a lower price than to us! It's really... it's really..."

Sister Fang was so angry that she didn't know what to say. At this moment, Yu Qiluo came out of the gym and saw Sister Fang's angry expression. Yu Qiluo stopped in surprise and asked strangely: "Sister Fang! What's wrong with you? Who are you angry with?"

"It's not that little brat Zhao Yan!"

Sister Fang replied angrily, sitting on the sofa behind her, suddenly stretched out her right hand and said angrily: "Aluo, you don't know! I just called the brat and said to him 30,000 yuan a song. What do you think he said?"

Sister Fang's expression made Yu Qiluo realize that Zhao Yan must have not said good things to her just now. Yu Qiluo frowned first, then smiled and walked over, while asking casually: "What did he say?"

Sister Fang: "What did he say? That brat said that he had sold six of his eight songs! There were only two left, and he said we didn't have to worry about it! Aluo! Do you think that the boy could sell six songs in just two days at such a high price? I'm sure he must have lowered the price! He would rather sell it to others than to us! Why do we say we have a friendship too? Do you think so?"

Yu Qiluo was about to sit down next to Sister Fang, but when he heard Yan half bent down, he stood there in a daze, looking at Sister Fang in surprise, his brows frowned again.

"What did you say? Zhao Yan sold six of those songs?"

Sister Fang nodded depressedly, slapped the sofa beside her and said with a dark face: "That's what he said! I don't know whether it is true or false!"

Yu Qiluo's eyes showed a thoughtful look in her eyes. She slowly sat down on the sofa, pondered for a moment, and said to Sister Fang: "Sister Fang! You ask! If he really sells it, you should be able to find out the news based on your connections! Inquire clearly first!"

Sister Fang gradually calmed down after hearing this, nodded and said, "Okay! I guess he was either lying to us or selling it at a low price! He was not famous at all, and he couldn't sell every song for more than 100,000 yuan!"

Yu Qiluo did not express her opinion on Sister Fang’s judgment, but just reminded again: “Let’s talk about it after you find out clearly!”

...

Sister Fang is indeed in the entertainment industry. Not long after, she found out about the news from a second-tier female singer she knew. Based on the information provided by the other party, she checked the Internet. Although it was not certain whether Zhao Yan sold six songs, it was confirmed that a young singer had indeed bought Zhao Yan's song for more than 100,000 yuan.

When Sister Fang, who had a ugly face, told Yu Qiluo the news, the smile on Yu Qiluo's face also disappeared.

After a few seconds of silence, Yu Qiluo frowned and asked her: "Sister Fang! What do you think you should do now?"

Sister Fang was speechless.

After thinking for a while, Sister Fang made a suggestion: "Or what if we can buy the remaining two songs in his hand according to the kid's offer?"

Even though Yu Qiluo was easy-going, after hearing this proposal, she couldn't help but slant her eyes and asked: "Sister Fang! What do you mean is that we only buy the two songs left by others now? You asked me Yu Qiluo to sing the songs left by others? If it is reported by the media, what do you think outside will evaluate me?"

Sister Fang blushed when Yu Qiluo asked, her lips stammered twice, and then suggested: "Then... we won't buy it this time, right?"

Yu Qiluo looked at Sister Fang with clear black and white apricot eyes fixedly, keeping her head down slightly before waved her hand and said, "This is your suggestion? What did I say to you two days ago? I asked you to win those eight songs for 500,000 yuan! At that time, you told me that you would have to hang him for two days, and swear to me that his songs were not sold so quickly, and you can buy them at a lower price! Now? Now you told me not to buy them? Will you solve all the problems if you don't buy them? This is how you can help me solve my problem?"

The more he talked about it, Yu Qiluo's tone became heavier, and no successful person had no temper at all!

If Yu Qiluo only listens to her agent and has no idea at all, she would not have been famous all over the country at this age.

Because of the last kidnapping, she had already rested for a long time. If she continued to rest, her popularity would definitely drop significantly. Zhao Yan's songs were just in line with her recent mood, and she was sure to sing well.

These two days, Yu Qiluo has been actively exercising, practicing her voice, and adjusting her state. It can be said that she is ready to release a new album. At this time, Sister Fang told her that she would not buy those songs, which is equivalent to telling Yu Qiluo that she wants to release a new album can be dispelled.

It would be strange that Yu Qiluo, who was mentally prepared, was not angry at all!

"Then...what do you think you should do?"

Sister Fang’s agent status can suppress most of her little stars, but Yu Qiluo is obviously an exception! With Yu Qiluo’s fame, if she is dissatisfied with her agent, as long as she makes a statement, many brokerage companies in the entertainment industry are willing to pay liquidated damages for her, and a large number of brokers are willing to replace her position as Sister Fang.

So, seeing that Yu Qiluo was really angry this time, Sister Fang's tone immediately weakened.

Yu Qiluo: "It's a matter of repairing the sheep that has been lost! Can't it be even repairing the sheep that has been lost? Zhao Yan sold those six songs to, please contact me one by one! Try to buy them all for me! And! I'll take the two remaining songs in Zhao Yan's hand too! Don't worry about the little licensing fee now! Am I short of that little money?"

Sister Fang: "Oh, okay! OK! Aluo, don't be angry! I'll do it right away!"

Yu Qiluo glanced at her coldly and stopped talking. She had just recovered a little recently and was messed up by this matter again.

(Thanks to Xuantian Sect, Flying 0 Snails, Gong Yan Han, Fighter's Life, Yi Ge Yi Bo Yuntian, Luo Yun rewarded 100 starting point coins, Long Fei Chongtian, Jiu Fangbai rewarded 200 starting point coins, good-looking Wen Hao rewarded 300 starting point coins, three-year warranty rewarded 1176 starting point coins, looking back and looking at each other again rewarded 1888 starting point coins.)
Chapter completed!