chapter nine

Meng Ting looked coldly at her back with his hands in his pockets, unspeakably anxious, and his stomach began to hurt again. That kind of pain is slow and lingering, torturing one's nerves. He has a stomach problem, in the past, Sang Tian carefully took care of his stomach, three times a day to urge not to touch this not to touch that.

Recently, she lost her temper and disappeared. Meng Ting should touch should not touch all touch again, stomach disease again.

Sang Tian stood in the sun for five minutes.

Meng Ting picked up his cell phone and dialed Sang Tian's number, if she turned around and came back now and bowed her head and admitted her mistake, Meng Ting could let her move to her house.

Maybe it's time to give her some sweetness, hit a stick and give a sweet date.

A black Bentley slowly pulled up in front of her, the door opened and Sang Tian sat in. The afternoon sunlight fell onto the Bentley, reflecting the light, and the stream of light flashed as the car drove out, toward a distant place, melting into the traffic.

"The user you have dialed is on the line, please dial again later ..."

Whose car did Sang Tian get into? She was crazy! She really wants to break up, doesn't she!

Meng Ting angrily dialed Sang Tian's number again, and there was still a mechanical female voice: The user you are calling is on the phone ...

Sang Tian has pulled the plug on him.

The carriage was warm, and Lin Li handed over a cup of hot drink, "My name is Lin Li, soybean milk, you can drink."

"Thanks." Sang Tian took the paper cup, warm just right against the skin of her hand. Lin Li was very careful, she held the soy milk in her hand.

Lin Li pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, suppressing the smile under his eyes, "You're welcome, do you need to go to our company to sit down? It's nearby."

"No need." Sang Tian stuffed the termination contract into her backpack, she had called Lin Li over to round up her story, she would get off the bus after this stretch of road, "Did you bring the contract?"

"There's no rush, your face looks so bad, pay more attention to your health." Lin Li took the kraft paper bag next to him and pulled a contract out of it, handing it to Sang Tian's contract, "Take a look at the contract."

"Thanks." Sang Tian took the contract.

Suddenly, she wanted to laugh a little, even strangers knew to care about her. Meng Ting would only rush her to the company to terminate her contract, take away all her copyrights, and throw her in front of the public to be vilified.

Sang Tian flipped through the contract and roughly scanned the terms, intending to sign at the bottom, "Is there a pen?"

Her song was created specifically for Xie Shili, she didn't have any requirements for the copyright, she could accept whatever the terms were. Caught off guard by seeing the amount of money, Sang Tian froze, raising her eyes, "Mr. Lin, I promise to write songs for you, but isn't this contract the wrong one?"

They gave a ceiling price, and all of Sang Tian's earnings since she started her career didn't even add up to the price of this one song. This was the treatment of top lyricists and composers, Sang Tian was just a small singer, and what she wrote was what Meng Ting said was a little bit of talent, and there was still a long way to go from 'everyone'.

"This is the pay you deserve, we are giving it to you at the standard market rate. A favor is a favor, a song date is a song date. In business, we are cooperating." Lin Li took out the fountain pen from his pen pouch and handed it to Sang Tian, saying in a business-like manner, "Take a good look at the terms and conditions, and if there's anything that needs to be changed, we can come up with a new contract."

Sang Tian took the fountain pen, pondering.

For Xie Shili's curiosity, giving money was indeed the safest behavior to avoid other disputes.

"Brother Xie about the song is this price." Lin Li added another sentence, he was wearing a neat business shirt, leaning back a little more serious, scratching his cell phone screen to return a message, saying, "Look at the other terms."

Xie Shili had his price.

Xie Shili studio contract is very simple, not so many sets, the conditions are clear no one ambiguous, explained to the end of the meticulous.

Within two years, she needs to write a song that meets Xie Shili's requirements, and the work written is not in the form of a buyout, and the copyright is still in the hands of Sang Tian. In the future, if Xie Shili sings a fire, Sang Tian can receive a share of the copyright.

If she can't deliver, she needs to return all the royalties, the terms are very reasonable.

Sang Tian took the pen and opened the metal cap, put the contract on the seat armrest and signed her name.

"Got a copy of your ID card?" Lin Li put away his cell phone and put it in his pants pocket.

Sang Tian really did have one, she was coming over to cancel the contract, afraid of an accident delaying the cancellation of the contract, the documents were all with her. She hurriedly opened her bag to hand Lin Li a copy of her ID card, and the termination contract fell out of the bag, a few pieces of paper scattered into the carriage.

Sang Tian rush to pick up, there are two fell to the bottom of Lin Li's feet.

Lin Li picked it up to hand it to Sang Tian, stretched out his hand in a halfway circle and put it back, he looked over the contract, tsked, "Tomorrow Media put up a streamer in front of the door is enough to annihilate it once."

This is bending over backwards to call Tomorrow Media a bandit.

Sang Tian ears are a little hot, signing such a stupid contract, really shameful.

"Are two copies of ID enough?" Sang Tian stuffed the few contracts in her hand into her backpack, put the ID copies into Lin Li's hand, and wanted to take back the termination contract.

Lin Li glanced at Sang Tian and returned the contract to her, "Then after the contract is stamped, I'll mail it to you?"

"Okay, thank you, please." Sang Tian put away the contract, put her mask and hat back on, and reported the address to Lin Li. Nothing more, she reached the words on her lips, hesitated for a long time or didn't say anything, only said, "Then stop the car at the front."

Lin Li found a shade and stopped the car, putting down Sang Tian. He changed his sitting position and instructed the driver to drive.

The black sedan slid into the traffic, Lin Li held the contract and knocked down his knee, taking a cigarette and biting it but not lighting it.

This is Xie Shili's special car, that master dead cleanliness, he does not smoke does not allow anyone to smoke around him, the carriage can not have a little smoke flavor.

The phone rang, Lin Li took down the cigarettes stuffed back into the cigarette case, pick up the phone, "Brother Xie, Sang Tian really nothing worth signing, she was Meng Ting milked dry." Lin Li tapped the contract by his hand, "Do you know how ruthless Meng Ting's contract for Sang Tian is? The copyright of all the works does not belong to Sang Tian, and the works can't go away. RTHK hasn't been engaging in such black contracts for the past two years, and for him to engage in such a black contract on his girlfriend, it's really ruthless."

"No points?" Xie Shili's cold voice rang on the other end of the phone, asking casually, "Or girlfriend?"

"Should be divided, Meng Ting have done so absolutely, and then not divided is how stupid ah." Lin Li said, "Gan Mu writing the most spiritual stage should be when she was 17 or 18 years old, young and flamboyant style unique, especially charming. Unfortunately, it's all in the hands of Tomorrow Media. Now she has exhausted her talent, and the songs she wrote for Yu Zhenzhen are hard to describe. We signed her for one song. She may not be able to write what you want, so don't expect too much. Forget about the long contract, it's a waste of time."

Xie Shili was in the studio filming an advertisement, he was wearing a black shirt that was on the formal side, the collar was spread out with a button revealing half of his cold white and crisp collarbone. The outline of his spine was faintly visible under the shirt, and he sat idly leaning back, tall and long, his long legs slightly open. Dropping his long slender eyelashes, his delicate features are impeccable.