老攻身患绝症[穿书] (Eng)

17. Ji Zehui

Before the power outage in the evening, Xie Yang opened Yang Xing's official mailbox on the computer, opened an email from Long Shuyou, replied to it and sent his WeChat account. Less than a minute later, Long Shuyou's friend application was sent over. Xie Yang accepted.

Long Shuyou asked in seconds: Do you want to make an album?

Xie Yang replied: Thank you for your love but I still want to make my own album.

There was silence for a moment.

Long Shuyou: I thought you changed your mind because you replied to my email.

Xie Yang: I replied to your email because I wanted to talk to you about another cooperation.

Long Shuyou's reply was brief: What?

Xie Yang: I can let you participate in my album production. In fact, I have prepared new songs for my album.

Long Shuyou directly made a voice call. He was hooked.

Xie Yang answered the call.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

Xie Yang explained, "I was invited to participate in the recording of the next issue of Who is the King of Songs as a guest singer. I hope you will also participate in the recording of the next issue and comment on the guests."

Long Shuyou's answer was simple. "No problem."

"I have another request."

"Say it."

"Mr Long, are you interested in joining my company? You don't need to hold a formal position. Just be a music consultant."

Long Shuyou understood in seconds. "As a music consultant, can I participate in your album production?"

"Of course you can." Xie Yang started to draw the cake. "Not only can you participate, you can also get all the new songs I prepared for the album in advance. This includes the 12 finished products that I've decided to use and the 10 semi-finished products."

"I'll join." Long Shuyou promised quickly. "My lawyer will contact Yang Xing tomorrow. Xie Yang, don't let me down."

Xie Yang swallowed down the rest of his persuasive words and stated, "I hope you won't let me down."

After negotiating the cooperation and hanging up the voice call, Long Shuyou suddenly sent another message over: Who are you singing with?

Xie Yang: Ji Zehui.

Long Shuyou: ......

Xie Yang: Why?

Long Shuyou: Cooperating with that pig who can only howl is a waste of your voice.

Xie Yang was really stunned. He imagined Long Shuyou saying that Ji Zehui looked like a pig with that cool fairy-like face that was a standard white moonlight and couldn't help laughing.

The next day, Xie Yang was still wearing the cost-effective outfit as he went downstairs. Qiu Xing was so angry that he couldn't eat breakfast. "Why are you still wearing this?"

"I have no other clothes."

"Don't you know how to buy them?"

"There are no malls around Jinghe Garden. Where can I buy them?"

"......" Qiu Xing thought this was justified and his tone was a bit better. "You can ask Wu Shui to buy it for you."

"What can he do at night?" Xie Yang took a small bun and placed it on his plate. "In addition, what is the purpose of buying clothes? Money should be spent on crucial areas. It is enough to wear any clothes."