Wei Xun's home, living room.

Mao Bin was nestled on the sofa, happily holding the computer, checking the comments from netizens praising Wei Xun: "Brother Xun, although Blu-ray TV is not very kind to hype you this time, the finishing work is quite good."

The marketing of Blu-ray TV is so perfect in this shady incident in "Please Call Me Actor", but as the person involved, Wei Xun was not aware of it at all.

This also made Mao Bin feel quite complained.

God knows how worried he was when he saw Wei Xun being attacked by the entire network last night.

Even if Blu-ray TV plans to launch Wei Xun to attract attention and hype, at least he should say hello in advance. It would be scary to say this without saying a word.

If it weren't for Blu-ray TV's later whitewashing of Wei Xun, and Wei Xun's reputation rose, Mao Bin would definitely not be happy and just let it go.

But then again, even if he is a little assistant, he will have no choice but to use Blu-ray TV as a young assistant.

Wei Xun was running on the treadmill at this moment. Hearing this, he wiped his sweat and said with a slight panting: "I guess the program team used me to hype this time. Although I didn't say hello to us, I must have been angry with Tianguang. Do you still remember that Li Tianzhi had said before in Tianguang Media and Lin Chao's press conference backstage, and Sun Kuo called him."

Mao Bin blinked when he heard this: "I remember, Mr. Li said, Teacher Sun praised you for your good acting skills."

"Yes, I heard that when Li Tianzhi was young, he studied in the director department of the Film Academy, and was a student led by Teacher Sun."

Wei Xun said: "If I expected it was OK, the program team should have asked Teacher Sun to tell Li Tianzhi about this. I can wash my whitewash so smoothly in the "Please Call Me Actor" incident, and Tianguang must have made some efforts behind the scenes."

If Li Tianzhi hadn't made an advance arrangement behind the scenes, it would have been not so easy for Wei Xun to quickly reach the level of a reputation in the entire network.

The reason why Li Tianzhi was willing to help Wei Xun was that Sun Kuo's affection must have played a role in this.

This Teacher Sun is indeed an admirable senior.

Mao Bin hesitated for a moment when he heard this and said, "Brother Xun, then it seems that Mr. Li is not bad either."

"Sometimes, friendship is friendship, interests are interests, and Li Tianzhi is a businessman after all, and he must be in business." Wei Xun smiled: "He helped me, and I guess he will come to seek credit soon and then get rewards from me."

Mao Bin subconsciously asked: "What reward?"

"That song "The Devil from Heaven" is now popular on the Internet, and the single has not yet been released. The copyright is in my hands. Do you think the company may let this fat slip away? The contract signed by Tianguang and I stipulate that even if it is a song created by me personally, Tianguang will enjoy priority agency rights."

Wei Xun said: "Wait, or it may take less than a few days before the company will come to talk to me about the single."

After listening to Wei Xun's analysis, Mao Bin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was unable to speak.

Compared to movies that can only earn a box office for a few months, the revenue period of songs is very long, but the revenue is very considerable.

Behind the popular songs on the Internet today, there are revenues of tens of millions or even over 100 million.

"The Devil from Heaven" has become popular on the Internet, and it is a perfect tool for making money. How could Tianguang Media be willing to let go of the fat meat on its mouth?

Looking at Mao Bin's worried look, Wei Xun got off the treadmill, patted his shoulder, and said, "Of course all this is my guess. Is it really different? Don't worry too much."

Dingding!

As soon as Wei Xun finished speaking, someone rang the doorbell outside.

Mao Bin jumped up from the sofa in shock and said, "You must have been really caught by Brother Xun. The company now sends someone to talk to us about the singles?"

Wei Xun shook his head and said, "I can't hide what I should come. What are you afraid of? Go open the door and I'll change my clothes."

A few minutes later, Wei Xun changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom. When he saw the person in the living room, he was slightly stunned.

The person who came to the door was not the skylight. At this moment, a middle-aged man with a slightly old appearance was sitting on the sofa, while Mao Bin was standing next to him, with a restrained expression.

Seeing Wei Xun, the middle-aged man stood up and said with a hurried silence: "Xiao Xun."

This person is Wei Xun's father, Wei Changdong.

It was because of his mistakes in decision-making a few years ago that the company went bankrupt and he owed 200 million yuan in debts that he could not repay. In the end, all of this debt was on Wei Xun, who was still underage at the time.

The astronomical debt of 200 million yuan almost crushed Wei Xun, and there was an indelible scar between the father and son.

The father and the son have to pay back their debts, but when the money is left to pay back and there is no hope for a future, Wei Xun will inevitably feel resentful towards Wei Changdong.

So over the years, the relationship between father and son has become increasingly stiff. Unless Wei Xun lives outside during festivals and holidays, he will occasionally go home.

Of course, as a father who has put his son in debt of 200 million yuan, Wei Changdong has always felt guilty towards Wei Xun.

But who can explain clearly what is right and who is wrong about this matter?

"You are here."

Wei Xun's eyes swept across the white hair on the middle-aged man's temples, sighed in his heart, and said, "Sit down quickly, where is my mother, are you in good health?"

His gentle attitude made both present stunned.

Wei Changdong was even more flattered. He sat down on the sofa with his cheeks trembling slightly, but he still tried hard to maintain his smile and said, "Your mother's health has been good recently, I just kept talking about you, so let me take a look."

No wonder Wei Changdong was so out of control. He could no longer remember when the last time his son talked to him so gently.

"I've been a little busy lately. When I finish this time, I'll go back and see..." Wei Xun was silent for a moment. Before he could finish his words, his phone rang.

Wei Changdong quickly said, "You answer the phone first, don't worry."

So Wei Xun took out his cell phone and the caller ID was an unfamiliar number. He pressed the answer button and heard the opposite person say, "Is it Wei Xun? I am Wen Tao, the director of "Golden Singer"."

Wei Xun was surprised when he heard this, "Hello, Director Wen, I am Wei Xun."

According to the agreement, he would rush to Hongmang TV's "Golden Singer" program in advance this afternoon to prepare for the live broadcast of the evening.

But just morning, why did the director Wen Tao suddenly call him?

"Hello, hello, Wei Xun, you performed very well in "Please Call Me Actor" yesterday, congratulations."

After Wen Tao confirmed the person, he smiled and said, "It's Wei Xun. Your song "The Devil from Heaven" is of high quality and is now even more popular on the Internet. I'm calling you this. It's nothing else. I just want to ask if you have any original songs that have been preserved and have not been taken out?"

Wei Xun said without comment after hearing this: "When Director Wen has something to say."

"Haha, if you say that, I guess you must have a new song." Wen Tao said in a slightly bewildering tone on the other side of the phone: "Wei Xun, should you consider coming to "Singer" tonight to sing a new original song? After all, "The Devil from Heaven" has been exposed enough. I promise that if the new song is of sufficient quality, "Singer" will definitely help you make a hit."

Is a new song released?

Wei Xun did not give a reply immediately, but said, "Let's do this, Director Wen, let's meet in the afternoon and chat, how about it?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the station in the afternoon." Wen Tao was so happy that he hung up the phone very simply.

When Wei Xun put away his phone and told the matter next to him, Mao Bin, who had already heard about it, immediately asked: "Brother Xun, do you really have original songs?"

Wei Xun frowned slightly: "However, there is, but copyright matter..."

It will definitely be beneficial to him to work with "Golden Singer", and it would be easier for Wei Xun to come up with a new song.

But Wei Xun himself was suppressed by Tianguang Media's contract. "The Devil from Heaven" has been targeted by the company and released another new song, which in the end was equivalent to making wedding dresses for others.

"Brother Xun, we can make some adjustments." Mao Bin hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wei Changdong next to him, and carefully suggested: "I think you can put the copyright of the new song under Uncle Wei's name."

Put it in Wei Changdong's name? This is a good idea.

After hearing this, Wei Xun looked at Wei Changdong and hesitated: "Look..."

Although I don’t know what my son wants to do, Wei Changdong naturally agreed: “No problem, what I need to do, just say it.”

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly later." Seeing that it was time for dinner, Wei Xun shook his head and asked Mao Bin to go downstairs to buy some wine and food. The three of them had lunch in the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Wei Xun briefly explained the grudge between himself and Tianguang Media and the reason why the song was to be placed in someone else's name, and then said: "The main thing is to consider that I have some ability now and plan to fight for it myself."

Wei Changdong felt guilty when he heard this and said tremblingly: "If it weren't for me..."

Looking at the careful appearance of the middle-aged man in front of him, Wei Xun felt sour in his heart.

For the first time, he felt that his cold time travel began to bring humanity.

We must work hard to achieve great goals and do our best, and we must worry about family matters.

Thinking of this, he interrupted Wei Changdong's unfinished words, picked up the cup and poured wine for the other party, and shouted the title he hadn't called out just now: "Don't say anything, dad, I understand, come, let's go."

Wei Changdong's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Oh, I won't say it anymore." He wiped his tears, then picked up the wine glass, and touched the cup in Weixun's hand.
Chapter completed!