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"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

Pei Ningle said seriously to Wang Heng.

At this time, the two of them were sitting on the sofa in the room, and the notebook screen in front of them showed the private message of domain music.

Wang Heng rubbed his forehead: "Stop talking about this kind of buzzword, it sounds like a headache."

Pei Ningle was a little surprised: "Why?"

Wang Heng: "...Anyway, the problem now is this private message, so let's discuss the main business."

Pei Ningle: "Then do you think you want to see this person?"

Wang Heng thought for a while and said, "Whether you meet or not, it's better to communicate with others. But let me leave this matter to me. They said they need to fund it. This kind of business exchange is the work content of the broker."

After saying that, he used Pei Ningle's computer to reply to a private message and sent his mobile phone number to the other party.

After dealing with this, Wang Heng turned off the Domain Music and turned on Penguin Music. Compared with Domain Music, this platform has more audiences, so there is naturally no reason to let it go.

As an original innovator who did not sign any exclusive agreement, Pei Ningle can naturally post songs on both sides. However, compared to domain music, the process of Penguin Music is much more troublesome, and she does not pay much attention to the original singers today, so she has never opened a Penguin Music account before.

However, before he could finish the operation, the ringtone of his cell phone rang.

Caller ID is an unfamiliar number.

Pei Ningle: "Who?"

Wang Heng: "...I don't know."

Pei Ningle: "Can you be the fan of the private message?"

"We'll know right away anyway."

After saying that, Wang Heng answered the call.

On the other end of the phone, there was a low female voice, a little hoarse: "Hello, is it Miss Pei's agent?"

Wang Heng: "That's right, may I ask you..."

A strange woman: "I read that article, are you her brother?"

Wang Heng: "Yes."

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds and said, "That article made me feel very touched because I had also experienced a situation like Miss Pei back then. Listening to her songs made me feel... it was like hearing myself back then. I hope she could persevere."

Wang Heng: "Are you also a singer back then?"

"Hahaha..." A low and helpless laughter rang out from the phone.

After a brief silence, she asked again: "Which city are you in?"

From the other party's words, Wang Heng did not hear the feeling of fraud. What's more, even if there is danger, as long as you go back and ask the hamster, you will naturally be prepared in advance, so he does not intend to refuse the party.

He replied, "We are in Rongdu."

"I'm quite free recently. Are you free tomorrow? I'll fly here tomorrow."

You just want to fly by plane? How can you get a rich woman so rich?

Wang Heng: "Okay, then I'll send you a bar address later. Pei Ningle will sing there tomorrow night. You can come and listen."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

The opposite side hung up the phone first.

Pei Ningle couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Do you think it's a liar?"

Wang Heng thought about it and shook his head slowly: "It shouldn't be."

The girl blinked: "Who would it be?"

Wang Heng: "...Probably, a rich woman who wants to find her original intention?"

Pei Ningle: "?"

———

Chang Wen sat in the plane to Rongdu, looking out the afternoon sunshine outside the window.

The sun shines on the sea of ​​clouds, shining with a brilliant golden light, which is a bit dazzling. For those who are flying for the first time, this scene may be worth watching, but she has been flying too many times over the years and has long lost interest in it.

Chang Wen put down the blindfold and lay down.

The seats in the first class are more spacious than those in the economy class, and they can be put down as a small bed to take a nap. At night, you have to go to the bar to listen to others singing, so Chang Wen naturally needs to cultivate her spirit now.

She put on her headphones, turned on the domain music app on her phone, and started playing Pei Ningle's "Lost" - this song. She has listened to it no less than twenty times in the past two days.

Three or four minutes later, the next song that was automatically played was "Dream". The name displayed in the singer column was Chang Wen.

This is a song she created more than ten years ago.

As she listened, she gradually fell asleep. The only ones that played in the headphones automatically looped were these two songs with different names but somewhat similar styles.

———

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Chang Wen came to the bar.

As soon as she walked in, she heard the girl's ethereal singing:

"Can you hear the brightest star in the night sky clearly? The loneliness and sigh in the heart of the person who looks up..."

Chang Wen stopped immediately and stood at the door. Here, you can see the petite girl on the round stage, who was singing softly with her eyes closed.

Compared to Chang Wen, who is nearly 1.7 meters tall, the girl who is less than 1.6 meters tall is obviously quite different from her in terms of body shape. Judging from her face, the difference in appearance is not small. Chang Wen usually wears makeup and is a typical beautiful lady. Today, she is a mature big sister without makeup. Pei Ningle is a sweet and pretty little girl, and she feels like she has not grown up.

But looking at Pei Ningle, Chang Wen felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. It was not her appearance, body shape, or temperament between her eyebrows, but her feeling when she sang.

The feeling of concentrating on performing a song...

The business in the bar is very good, and almost all the customers are young. From the clothes, it can be seen that most of these customers are not very rich, and those who are still childish in appearance seem to be college students. They hardly order high-end wine, but they have filled the seats in the bar.

Logically speaking, such customers are not popular with bar owners, but they all listen to Pei Ningle's singing.

Chang Wen took a look at the bar menu and suddenly realized that this bar was originally at a low price, but it was recruiting students, no wonder.

After waiting for a while, Pei Ningle finished singing a song and there was a burst of applause in the bar. At this time, someone finally left, and Chang Wen finally had a seat to sit down.

The waiter came over, handed over the paper menu, and asked, "What do you need to order?"

Chang Wen pointed to the most expensive cocktail on the menu: "This."

The waiter looked at her calmly, and his smile became more and more respectful: "Okay, Miss, please wait."

After a few minutes, the cocktail came over, and Pei Ningle returned to the stage after resting, preparing to start the next song.

Chang Wen took out her cell phone and sent a text message to the agent's number: [I've already listened to music in the bar. Let's talk after the performance is over.]

Soon, the other party replied: [I am also in the bar, where are you?]

Chang Wen: [I stand up now.]

After the text message was sent, she stood up. Then less than half a minute later, a handsome and gentle young boy came over.

His eyes met Chang Wen, looked at each other for two seconds, and confirmed that he had found the right person.

"Hello, my name is Wang Heng."

The pretty boy said with a smile.
Chapter completed!