After hearing Wen Xi's words, Long Bingying wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "We can discuss anything."
"It was indeed wrong of me to use your poem without consulting you."
"I'm not being too anxious. I'm worried that you've never experienced such a grand occasion as dining with the CEO of Zhifou Wine Group, and I'm afraid you'll be nervous and uncomfortable, so I let Shuyi take the lead."
When Gao Shuyi heard Long Bingying's words, he felt a strong sense of unwillingness. Doesn't this mean that the piece of fat meat that was right at his fingertips, the Zhifou Wine Group, is gone, and he can't use Wen Xi's lyrics for the lyrics of his song.
What can I use to compete with Wen Xi?
By then, his position as the company's number one artist will be in jeopardy.
At this moment, Gao Shuyi heard Long Bingying change the subject: "But is there something I can discuss with you?"
Gao Shuyi guessed that Long Bingying was trying to get the lyrics authorization for herself.
Wen Xi heard this and fiddled with the cutlery on the table: "It's noon, and I haven't eaten yet."
Long Bingying quickly said to the confused foreman at the door, "Hello! The food is ready."
Wen Xi looked at the table with a look of disgust, which was cracked by the chopsticks: "This table is cracked, how can I eat?"
Long Bingying complained in her heart, "Didn't you do that?" But on the surface, she still had to maintain a pleasant expression: "Hello, please help me change the table before serving."
The foreman looked at the cracked tabletop and said, "Ma'am, our tables are all custom-made. There's no such thing as changing the tabletop. We can only change the box."
"You will be charged the full price for this table, 37,000 yuan."
Long Bingying, who loves money like her life, almost fainted when she heard this number: "This table is obviously not mine..."
Wen Xi blinked: "If someone behaved well and didn't steal other people's things, none of this would have happened today."
Wen Xi picked up the chopsticks on the plate. Long Bingying now had a psychological shadow on chopsticks, and she instinctively shrank her head.
However, Wen Xi just held the chopsticks to his neck and gestured lightly with a threatening look in his eyes.
Long Bingying said to the foreman, feeling both annoyed and frustrated, "Are there any vacant private rooms? Let's change one."
"The compensation for the table will be paid later."
Including her scrapped folding screen mobile phone and a table full of dishes, Long Bingying lost 60,000 yuan today. She hated Wen Xi so much that her teeth were itching.
It's only 60,000 yuan and she has this expression. Wen Xi looked at Long Bingying's gritting teeth, his eyes full of mockery.
Huawu Entertainment has grown from a small workshop with only three trainees three years ago to one with first-tier and second-tier artists now. All the development funds were sucked from the original owner who became famous through talent shows.
When Huawu Entertainment was holding the talent show, there was no deposit and the artists had few screen times. However, as the original owner, he stood out with less than 30 seconds of screen time in the first episode. When the popularity had not declined during and after the talent show, Huawu Entertainment must have sucked millions of dollars from Wen Xi.
Later, the original owner failed the college entrance examination, and there were more and more points of ridicule.
Huawu Entertainment did not bother to make long-term plans for the original owner, but instead abandoned him, allowing the original owner to gradually fade into obscurity and fend for himself.
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Sitting in the new private room, a table full of dishes was served, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and each dish was made very exquisitely.
It is indeed a high-end private dish, and the taste is top-notch!
Wen Xi ate with such relish, it was worth coming here this time!
Long Bingying and Gao Shuyi, who were sitting opposite her, looked at the delicious food on the table but had no appetite. They were in a state of mental exhaustion, repeatedly thinking about where they had gone wrong and how much information Wen Xi had in his hands.
Gao Shuyi anxiously scrolled through his phone, then tugged at Long Bingying's sleeve and whispered to her, "Sister Bingying, you haven't told her about my lyrics yet."
Long Bingying looked at Wen Xi who was enjoying her meal and said tentatively, "Wen Xi, let me discuss the matter with you earlier."
"Shuyi participated in a song competition for a drama crew, and the lyrics used were "Ru Meng Ling."
"See if you can authorize her to share the lyrics. Of course, your name will be on it, and you'll get a share of the profits if the copyright is sold."
Wen Xi pretended not to hear and buried his head in eating, showing off the roasted lamb with willow branches on the table.
Long Bingying and Gao Shuyi exchanged a glance, wondering what Wen Xi meant. Did he hear it and refuse to agree, or was he pretending not to hear?
After a while, Long Bingying tentatively repeated what she had just said.
Wen Xi continued to eat.
Long Bingying suddenly felt like she was walking on thin ice and was afraid of being dominated by a leader with unpredictable thoughts.
After repeating this several times, Long Bingying finally got annoyed. She walked straight to Wen Xi and sat down next to him. She looked impatient and was about to open her mouth in anger.
Wen Xi glanced over lightly and stopped using the chopsticks in his hand.
Long Bingying immediately wilted: "Wen Xi, what do you think about what I just said?"
Wen Xi picked up another piece of pork ribs: "What's the matter?"
Long Bingying was almost memorizing those words.
After she finished speaking, she added, "Even if you hate me in your heart, you don't have to torture me like this, right?"
Long Bingying has been domineering in front of Wen Xi for several years. Now that their positions have been reversed, she feels that Cixi's self-esteem has been trampled under Wen Xi's feet. She must not just sit there and wait for death. She must find other ways to control Wen Xi.
"You can't stand it after just one experience?"
Wen Xi suddenly put down his chopsticks: "In the past few years, when I came to you to talk about important things, you pretended to be deaf and blind like this hundreds of times."
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