Chapter 24 Sorry, I refuse
"Who are you?"
Lin Rui felt that the girl looked familiar, but for the moment he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
"You don't recognize me?"
Lin Yueyin tilted her head, looking surprised.
Is it that line again?
Can't you try something new?
Why do so many people keep asking this question lately?
Moreover, they were all women.
Lin Rui began to doubt himself. Could it be that he had been single for a long time in both his past and present lives, which made him somewhat face-blind when looking at the opposite sex, leading to a decline in his memory?
Lin Rui's self-doubting expression made Lin Yueyin a little embarrassed: "Teacher Fusheng, my name is Lin Yueyin. I participated in the company's graduation season selection with you."
Lin Rui suddenly realized why he looked familiar.
The company had put up some promotional posters featuring Li Mubai and Lin Yueyin, originally planning to launch a major campaign during graduation season.
However, because of his unexpected success during the graduation season, which disrupted Tianrui Entertainment's previous plans, the publicity was put on hold.
"Hello." Lin Rui nodded politely. "However, I don't like this way of inviting you. Since we're in the same company, you can just come to the composition department to find me."
"Did Xi Yuan offend the teacher?"
"If she did anything wrong, I will apologize to the teacher on her behalf."
Lin Yueyin's words revealed sincerity, which greatly eased Lin Rui's displeasure: "Never mind."
"Actually, I have been to the composition department, but the teacher is never at the company."
"As a public figure, I was worried that my sudden appearance at the school would have an unnecessary impact on the teachers."
"So, I had to ask my mischievous cousin to help me invite the teacher here."
Lin Yueyin maintained a very humble attitude throughout.
As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face, which somehow prevented Lin Rui from getting angry.
“Actually, if anything happens, you can call me,” Lin Rui sighed.
"It's not very polite to call on the first meeting, and I also want to leave a good impression on the teacher."
As Lin Yueyin spoke, she poured tea for Lin Rui.
"Speak, what do you want from me?"
"I'd like to commission a few songs from the teacher."
Lin Yueyin stared intently at Lin Rui with her beautiful eyes: "Regarding the copyright price, teacher, please rest assured, I guarantee I will negotiate until you are satisfied."
"Custom songs?"
"copyright?"
Lin Rui was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, as long as the teacher can write the corresponding song according to my requirements, I will pay a sum of money to buy the full copyright of the song."
In Lin Yueyin's mind, anything that money can solve is not a problem.
Her family is wealthy and powerful; she has no shortage of material possessions.
Lin Yueyin, who comes from a wealthy family, firmly believes that money can make the devil turn the millstone.
This is the philosophy her parents instilled in her from childhood.
"Sorry, I refuse."
Lin Rui flatly refused.
Lin Yueyin was completely taken aback by this outcome.
She looked at Lin Rui with a puzzled expression: "Teacher Fusheng, I'm willing to offer three million for each song. You should know that this price is astronomical, even for top producers."
"This is not about money."
Four million!
"My stance remains the same as before."
Five million!
Lin Yueyin bit her pink lips. She felt that Lin Rui was trying to raise the price, which made her a little angry.
Lin Rui took a deep look at Lin Yueyin and, to be honest, was quite disappointed.
His first impression of Lin Yueyin was that she was as pure as a lotus emerging from the water.
But after talking with her, what struck me most about Lin Yueyin was the stench of money that had seeped into her very bones.
Naturally, I was not pleased.
Everyone loves gold and silver, and Lin Rui is no exception.
But a gentleman loves wealth, but he acquires it in a proper way.
Even if he did have songs suitable for Lin Yueyin, he wouldn't compromise his principles for money.
Copyright, not for sale!
Moreover, if he can't find a suitable singer for a song obtained through the system, he'd rather let it rot in the storage room than take it out.
People are choosing songs, and songs are also choosing people.
This is respect.
It's also an attitude.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
Without giving Lin Yueyin a chance to stay, Lin Rui suddenly stood up, pushed open the door, and left.
"Lin Rui, you're too arrogant!"
"I refuse to believe that no one but you can write good songs!"
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