Chapter 110 The Heavenly King Buys Songs

"Brother! You don't even think much of the King of England?" Su Ennan asked, puzzled.

Countless unknown singers and actors in the Hong Kong entertainment industry are desperate to get under the wing of King Ying, but Liang Liang simply refused.

"Is this bald guy Yang Cheng, the CEO of Yingwang Company?" Liang Liang did not directly answer Su Ennan's question.

"No! He's Yang Cheng's cousin, and he's a department manager at King's."

It wasn't Yang Cheng after all.

"Big companies like King Kong are the kind of companies that bully their customers. They exploit their employees in every way possible. We're from the mainland, so how could they easily strip us bare?"

"Sigh! All crows are black, and sometimes you have to swallow your pride if you want to develop." Su Ennan felt this deeply.

"I know! But even if I have to swallow my pride, I still have to maintain my own peace of mind. I'm not prepared to do business with companies like King's right now."

As Liang Liang and Su Ennan were chatting, Liang Qingyao and a middle-aged man approached from the opposite direction.

Liang Liang nodded to Liang Qingyao.

Liang Liang felt that the middle-aged man Liang Qingyao brought over looked somewhat familiar.

"This is my uncle, Mu Xi, a lyricist. Uncle! This is Liang Liang."

Liang Qingyao's uncle was greeting an acquaintance. Whether he didn't hear his nephew's words or pretended not to hear them, he was still giving the acquaintance a forced smile and didn't even turn his face towards him.

Since the other party didn't see him, Liang Liang walked over directly, as if he hadn't seen them at all.

It must be said that Mu Xi is quite talented, but unfortunately, people who grow up in colonies are all traitors with no country in their hearts.

Fifteen years later, this guy composed the theme song for China's first Olympic Games, which ironically became a stain on his life.

Heh! Liang Liang wouldn't bother with someone like that.

Even if he didn't put on airs now, Liang Liang wouldn't have given him a smile.

"What the hell! No respect for elders!"

After Liang Liang walked past Mu Xi, he heard Mu Xi say this behind his back.

It's safe to say that this statement was directed at him.

The other members of the Blue Shark band wisely found a corner to sit down as soon as they entered the salon.

Pretending to be ignorant when you don't know anyone is a smart choice.

So the only mainlanders currently inside are Su Ennan and Liang Liang.

Mu Xi's statement was obviously not directed at locals, nor could it be directed at the currently popular Su Ennan, so it can only refer to him.

Liang Liang pursed her lips.

At least I'm upright and honest, which is better than someone like you who doesn't even recognize your ancestors.

Who do you think you are? You can only write some lyrics, what are you so arrogant about!

Liang Liang finally met the biggest star at the salon tonight.

When Liu Dehua saw Su Ennan and Liang Liang approaching, he politely spoke to the person he was talking to before walking over to them.

Liu Dehua reached out his hand when he was still a few steps away from the two of them.

He shook hands with Su Ennan and then extended his hand to Liang Liang.

"Let me guess, you must be Mr. Liang Liang!"

"Hello, Brother Liu! I don't deserve the title of 'sir,' just call me Xiao Liang."

"Come sit down! Let's have a drink."

Liu Dehua was named one of the Four Heavenly Kings last year, and his career began to flourish. He was at the height of his career.

The three of them went to a corner, and Liu Dehua snapped his fingers. A waiter brought over three glasses of red wine.

Liu Dehua first raised his glass to Su Ennan: "Congratulations Mr. Su on the great success of your new album!"

"Thanks!"

The two clinked glasses and each took a sip.

Then Liu Dehua turned to Liang Liang: "Speaking of Mr. Su's album, we can't help but mention those uplifting songs. Mr. Su said that those songs were all written by Liang..."

"Xiao Liang!" Liang Liang quickly corrected.

He doesn't deserve the title of "Mr." and he's not even willing to use polite language.

He was a husband before he was eighteen. The word "husband" naturally gives people the impression of being old, making them think he was over thirty.

"Xiao Liang! I never expected you to be able to create such a great song at such a young age. You're a natural! Let's have a toast!"

Liu Dehua and Liang Liang also clinked glasses.

“It’s fate that we met here today, so let’s not waste any more time. Mr. Su may have told you that he has his eye on a few of your songs on his album and is planning to buy them and release a Cantonese version. Mr. Su said he can’t make the decision, so he needs to discuss it with you. Since you’re here today, how about we talk about it?”

"Don't you need to go through an agent?"

“My manager is a bit unavailable today, but I can talk to them myself. Back when I wasn’t an artist, I handled a lot of things myself.”

"Since Mr. Liu is so straightforward, let's talk. To avoid a stalemate, Mr. Liu, why don't you tell me which songs you need and what price you're willing to pay? I'm from the North, and I don't like to be wishy-washy. If your price is right up my alley, we can adjust the layout to be a little more or less."

"I want all four songs you made, just find one word to replace it, 999 roses, origami cranes, and a heart to let you hear these four songs. How about I offer 200,000?"

When Liang Liang sold this song to Su Ennan, the cash and equipment cost around 20,000 yuan, but compared to the price Liu Tianwang is offering now, it's like heaven and earth.

Furthermore, Liu Dehua did not say that he meant to fill in Cantonese words.

But Liang Liang didn't feel any surprise. The environment has changed now, and his songs are worth this much money now.

When he first started selling songs, he was a complete nobody, and it was good enough if anyone bought his songs.

Now his songs have become popular thanks to Su Ennan. Although the songwriter is not as famous as the singer, he is no longer an unknown.

These songs are all currently popular and already have a built-in audience. It would be difficult for Liu Tianwang's Cantonese version not to be a hit.

Finally, even if a superstar buys a song for a low price, his own value will drop.

Don't be fooled by the fact that people from Xianggang are sophisticated egoists; they still care about saving face.

"Brother Liu is so generous, it would be embarrassing for me to say anything more. But I have one condition: I don't want Mu Xi to write the lyrics for my song."

"Why?" Liu Dehua asked, somewhat puzzled.

"For no reason!"

"No problem, I wasn't going to ask him to write the lyrics anyway."

That's fine.

"Brother Nan, do you have any objections?"

Su Ennan shook his head: "I have no objection!"

"Okay! It's settled then. I'll leave the contract signing to you, Brother Nan!"

Liu Tianwang was delighted that the deal was settled so quickly: "Let's drink to our successful cooperation!"

The wine was served again, the three of them clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"I wonder if Mr. Liang has any other good songs on hand?"

Liang Liang smiled and said, "The answer will be revealed at Brother Nan's concert. I'm sorry, I can't say right now."

“Oh! So there really is! If you find a good song, you must…” At this point, Liu Dehua turned his head and looked at Su Ennan meaningfully.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The matter of selling the songs was resolved so simply.

Once Liu Dehua's agent and Su Ennan's agent finalize and sign the contract tomorrow, the money will be deposited into Su Ennan's account.

Liang Liang didn't have any accounts in Xianggang, so he entrusted the money to Su Ennan for the time being.

Just as Liang Liang shook hands and said goodbye to Liu Dehua, he saw Shi Zhang walking towards him with a man in his forties or fifties, all smiles.