The most useful thing he has learned in the past few years since he came to Tiancheng is that emotions and anger are invisible.
He thought he was doing a good job.
"Mr. Yu, actually you should know what I want."
"I don't mean to plot against the boss, I just feel aggrieved when I see my work being handed over to others by you again and again."
"Before Jiang Yixuan, I was also known as a genius student in school, and I do have this ability, but now..."
His eyelashes trembled slightly.
At a class reunion, he heard the discussions of his former classmates outside the door.
"Our school is really full of talents. You see, there is Junior Sister Xing Yan in front of us and Junior Sister Jiang Yixuan in the back. Both of them are creative geniuses, but Junior Sister Yixuan also has a singing aspect."
"Jiang Yixuan is indeed a genius. Many of the albums he has released over the years have been sung by himself. As for Xing Yan... forget it."
"I also think that I was really good at school before, but I never saw any good songs come out. Is it possible that it has become a problem for Zhongyong and disappeared from everyone?"
"It's not impossible, but it's really sad to think about it."
"Haha, don't call him a genius creator in the future, he is no longer one."
"Okay, okay, stop talking. It's hard to get together, and it won't be good if Xing Yan hears it later."
He clenched his fists outside the door, but he finally calmed down and returned to the private room with a smile, as if he hadn't heard anything, as if nothing had happened, and he didn't let them find out the slightest clue.
There was just a voice in my heart screaming.
No! It’s not like that!
He has clearly created a song that can be sung, he has clearly not lost sight of everyone, he has clearly been learning and improving!
Because of Tiancheng, everything cannot be explained.
Xing Yan suppressed all these for a while, raised his eyes and regained his calmness and indifference.
"Mr. Yu, I just want to be treated fairly."
He just needs a chance to be treated fairly.
Yu Zhouhai looked at Xing Yan and thought about his request.
"Yes, I can void the previous contract and give you a new contract. The ownership rights of the songs you write in the future will be given to you, but the ones I choose must sing for the company's artists."
"Xing Yan, this is my biggest concession. Don't push yourself too far."
Push your limits.
These four words are really ridiculous.
Xing Yan raised his finger and said, "Three songs. Yu can designate three songs a year for the company's artists to sing."
"Otherwise, when the time comes, where will Mr. Yu take a fancy to me, where can I go to reason?"
It is enough to suffer such a loss once, and you cannot suffer it a second time.
Yu Zhouhai narrowed his eyes and actually bargained with him!
Xing Yan met his gaze without showing any timidity, and turned the recorder in her hand with her slender fingers.
"Mr. Yu, shouldn't interests come first in your eyes? Believe me, I won't let you pay compensation."
What he meant by this was that three songs was his limit and there was no room for further negotiation.
Ha, this Xing Yan also learned a lot of things in the company.
"By the way, Mr. Yu, I don't want things like slander and plagiarism to happen to me. I will record videos and photos of every song in the future and save them."
Jiang Yixuan's evidence really reminded him.
Xing Yan adjusted the frame of the mirror again, "I don't mean anything, I just want to tell Mr. Yu in advance."
Yu Zhouhai clenched his molars and laughed, "Ha, good, very good!"
Yu Zhouhai even applauded.
The two of them stayed in silence for about three minutes.