I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 97: feudal superstition is not advisable

In the private room of a private restaurant in Zhonghai, everyone ordered a table and prepared for a dinner.

Not only is it celebrating Chen Feng's "release from prison", but at the same time, Zhong Lei and the Meng brothers and sisters express their gratitude to him for saving his life.

I don't know if it was a deliberate arrangement or an unintentional move when they were seated. Zhong Lei sat on Chen Feng's right and Lu Wei sat on his left.

If the former Chen Feng encountered this situation, he would definitely be a little embarrassed.

But now he has seen the big world anyway, the real boss who was bombed by alien invaders, and unconsciously became much more stable.

"Chen Feng, I respect you two drinks of the bar. Thank you for your saving grace for the first cup, and thank you for writing and composing songs for me in the second cup."

Zhong Lei picked up the Moutai bottle and wanted to pour Chen Feng some wine.

Chen Feng subconsciously covered the wine glass, "I can't drink it, it will lower me... er... well, pour a little less."

He almost said that this would reduce the level of his Azure Dragon Armor. Fortunately, he remembered in time that there was no Azure Dragon Armor for him in this era.

Meng Wanyue on the opposite side joked, "Brother Feng, you are afraid of lowering your resistance and getting drunk and having sex."

"You can shut up for me!" Zhong Lei glared at Meng Wanyue with a blushing face.

Chen Feng was quite speechless.

Done.

It's over.

If Zhong Lei didn't say anything, that's fine.

But she actually took Meng Wanyue's words in such a stern tone, instead of telling her to stop talking nonsense.

Very problematic!

Chen Feng didn't dare to speak at all, he just kept his head down and drank.

Two glasses of wine down.

He hadn't had alcohol for a long time, and it was a little spicy, so he hurried to eat.

Zhong Lei's alcohol intake also seemed to be average, and after two glasses, her face was flushed, and her cheeks were blushing.

The atmosphere on the table was a little dull and weird, and Lu Wei opened her mouth to break the silence, "By the way, Chen Feng, you are on bail pending trial, and you will have to come to China Overseas to walk through the procedure. In addition, you may not have read the online News, things are quite a big deal, so you'd better not show your face in public for the next six months, so as not to cause gossip."

Chen Feng thought for a while, "It doesn't get in the way, anyway, I'm not in front of the stage, I'll be behind the scenes."

"I heard you play the guitar before, and your performance is very high, alas, it's a pity." Lu Wei sighed.

Chen Feng's mouth was full of vegetables, "Hey, what a pity. I know my own level, so my playing level is okay."

Meng Wanyue rolled her eyes, "Brother Feng, let me ask you something. Sister Leilei said that you robbed someone else's motorcycle to save us because your right eyelid twitched. You and the police comrades said the same thing. ?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Why not? This is the truth."

Meng Wanyue giggled, "Then your telepathy is too sensitive! I wouldn't dare to be so firm. Is this the legendary bond between lovers?"

She had a showdown, picking off some of the things that Chen Feng wanted to avoid now.

What's even more terrifying is that Zhong Lei didn't tell her to shut up, but pretended to be shy, but was actually observing Chen Feng's feedback very subtly.

Chen Feng knew that he was in a situation that was as terrifying as facing the doomsday.

First of all, he has now deeply realized the importance of Zhong Lei.

But her importance is not limited to who she is in the moment.

Her unfinished, or even unrealized, artistic career is just as important.

But in all the timelines Chen Feng has experienced so far, there is no sign that the two are in love.

Zhong Lei has always been a very independent, very determined celibate.

This time, there were some accidents because of the car accident, perhaps with the accumulation of previous experience, and the plagiarism of riding a face that she seemed presumptuous but had to do, which severely changed her belief in celibacy.

But now Chen Feng really doesn't dare to take Zhong Lei.

When she was single, she was able to write songs that were both popular and meaningful.

This is her talent.

Chen Feng can't guarantee that if she falls into the whirlpool of love, she will become a love song queen who can only write about love, love, and so on.

Before the identity of a music master, Zhong Lei's more essential identity was a woman.

Once the two take that step, no matter whether they are living together forever or parting ways in the future, it will definitely change her outlook on life and ultimately affect her creative philosophy.

Chen Feng does not rule out that maybe one day he will be with Zhong Lei, but definitely not now.

It can only be that after a thousand years, he looks back on history and finds that the two have made it right, and that mankind has achieved the final victory in the timeline.

So, although I am a little regretful, I am sorry.

Chen Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Meng Wanyue's palm, narrowed his eyes, and said in a magnetic voice: "Wanyue, you are right, the bond between me and you is so strong, it must be from a previous life. A hundred times of looking back, in exchange for acquaintance with you in this life."

Meng Wanyue was dumbfounded and stunned on the spot, and then she looked at Chen Feng's discharge eyes, her heart was pounding, her face flushed crimson, she didn't know what to do.

"Hahaha, let you play with me, you know I'm amazing!"

Chen Feng will accept it when he sees it.

Lu Wei dragged the topic back again, "The police won't believe you, right?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, they told me that feudal superstition is not advisable. But I asked them again, if I really saved people in the end, they couldn't answer."

Lu Wei: "You're so funny, but you can't be so foolish in the future. I don't know whether to praise you for your cleverness or teach you to be superstitious. By the way, you composed music for Zhong Lei this time, Mr. Ou. Sister and Chen Li have also benefited a lot from you, when will you write a song for me?"

Chen Feng asked back, "Sister Weiwei, didn't you create your own creations?"

Lu Wei curled her lips, "It's different now, I didn't expect you to be so powerful before."

Chen Feng agreed, "Okay, let's add up together when I have time another day."

"But Chen Feng, you have to give me the complete score of "Bathing Fire" first, come first, then arrive." Zhong Lei said beside her.

Chen Feng wiped his sweat secretly, "That's right, I'll write it down tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

This meal was exhausting for him. Fortunately, there was no arrangement after the meal, so everyone dispersed.

Lu Wei went to a relative's house, while Zhong Lei went to Meng Wanyue's house.

Ou Junlang called his driver and took Chen Feng and Meng Xiaozhou to the hotel.

On the way, Chen Feng had a brief chat with Meng Xiaozhou, who was sitting in the back row, and Chen Feng realized that this person is really a powerful person.

As a returnee from studying abroad, Meng Xiaozhou is more reliable than Ou Junlang, an Ivy League school.

He is a serious graduate of the Business School of Harbin University and a full scholarship winner. Before returning to China, he had a lot of achievements overseas. This time, he was invited by a domestic giant-level enterprise and was directly airborne as an executive.

Of course, Meng Xiaozhou didn't say this in a ostentatious tone, but when chatting with Chen Feng, he briefly talked about the school he graduated from and where he was going to work this time. .

When he got back to the hotel, Chen Feng was pulling out the book and planning to write the score when Ou Junlang knocked on the door.

"Master, are you serious about the company you mentioned earlier?"

Chen Feng let him in, "Yes."

"Then what kind of company are we going to build? I have a ready-made one here, or I will transfer half of the shares to you?"

Chen Feng shook his head, "No, I know the situation of your company, let alone half of the shares, I can't afford one-tenth."

"You can first invest in technology to count a part, and we will share it together, and then we will owe the money first and pay it back slowly."

Ou Junlang thought about it very seriously.

Chen Feng thought about it again, and when he thought about the details of the business operation, he was a little irritable.

He pondered for a moment and said, "But I only want to write songs, and I can only write songs. The cooperative company is just an excuse, but my real purpose is to be very optimistic about you and want to write songs for you."

The corners of Ou Junlang's mouth twitched, and after a long silence, he said with self-knowledge: "Master, are you really so optimistic about me? Am I so talented?"

"Yes!"

"But I haven't made the three songs you gave me before. I... I'm actually not that good."

Chen Feng patted Ou Junlang's shoulder earnestly, "No, you are great, your talent is beyond your imagination! You can and must make achievements in singing. We will return to Hanzhou in two days. , and then sum it up carefully."

He has an idea.

At present, the core asset of myself in this era is the copyright of the many songs that have been transferred and the power to share the profits.

If you sell songs to others in the future, the related copyrights will also be held in your own hands.

These things can be held in an individual's capacity, but this is not the best option for profit maximization.

With the expansion of assets and the complexity of asset categories, it is not appropriate to take copyright as an individual.

One is that he can't manage it, and the other is that he can't do a good job in the allocation and value-added of resources by relying on personal energy, and there will be invisible waste of resources.

He is still a self-employed individual, so he can only do one-shot deals such as selling songs, and he cannot do any additional copyright derivative development.

He doesn't have the energy, ability and patience to talk about business with people everywhere. He doesn't understand, and he may not be able to talk.

But as long as a mature and stable team can be built, and the copyrights of these songs that Chen Feng has sold now, and the copyrights of the dozen or so songs that he has been free to get back this time, can be developed well. The company snowballed.

And in the future, he will continue to improve the efficiency of handling, and the output will become larger and larger. On the premise of ensuring the artistic careers of Zhong Lei and Ou Junlang, he will definitely have to produce more and more works to cash out in large quantities.

But once he started to produce high yields, the output was stronger than that of sows, and it was impossible for him to sell songs in person every time, and he was completely overwhelmed.

So to have a team, the company still has to do it, but he doesn't have the heart to manage it, so he must bring in people, let others work as coolies, and contribute money and effort, while he can only do "creation" with peace of mind.

For every entrepreneur, the importance of partners is self-evident.

A partner must be trustworthy, well connected, capable, and most importantly, rich.

Regardless of whether Fatty Ou has the ability or not, Chen Feng is satisfied with the other three aspects.

But Ou Junlang has just taken over Zhou Ah's business. Now his personal business is huge and is still being integrated, so he is not suitable to join Ou Junlang's business.

Chen Feng has neither the position nor the capital to occupy the majority of Ou Junlang's mature industry.

But Chen Feng had told Zhong Lei in the past that his brothers had to settle accounts clearly, so he could not suffer.

He himself is a hard-working porter and has exclusive resources to let him become a minority shareholder in Ou Junlang's industry and become a part-time worker. This is controlled by others, and he is not emotionally happy.

Not being able to gain dominance will not be beneficial for him to use the ability of "unpredictable prophets" to control the overall situation in the future.

Chen Feng also doesn't want Ou Junlang's brokerage contract. It's not interesting, and he doesn't know how to manage a brokerage company.

And he wants to help Ou Junlang up, but he can't let himself suffer a loss, and he has to continue to accumulate original funds, so the copyright of all the songs Ou Junlang sings will have to be in the hands of his own company.

Therefore, the best way is for him to first register a company, expand the business scope, the wider the better, and then let Ou Junlang become a shareholder, and then let Fatty Ou contribute the money. Let him arrange someone to do the work.

He took out resources that could not be copied by himself. Fatty Ou, who followed him, took out another part of the resources that could be copied, but he was relatively lacking, which was a perfect cooperation strategy.

After chatting with Ou Junlang, and then clarifying his thoughts, Chen Feng has nothing to do and continues to write songs happily.

Not long after, his phone rang again, and when he saw the name on the caller ID, his fingers twitched slightly.

"What's the matter? Why don't you sleep so late?"

"It's only ten o'clock, what's so late?"

Zhong Lei on the opposite side was not very good.

Chen Feng sighed, "Yes, I almost forgot that you used to go to bed in the morning. But this time, you should eat a lot to gain wisdom. Meng Wanyue's sudden shock was due to excessive fatigue."

"Okay, I know, I will take care of myself. By the way, you lost more than five million this time, right?"

As soon as Zhong Lei mentioned this, Chen Feng felt a little bit of a pain in the flesh. He didn't dare to read the bank's deduction text messages until now.

I worked hard to be a porter, shamelessly violated my conscience, plagiarized, gave up my morals, gave up my personality, gave up my face, and managed to save thousands of dollars.

"You don't want to lift a pot without opening it. I figured it out. Money doesn't bring life or death. I'm not sad."

Zhong Lei laughed at the opposite side, leaning back and forth, "Don't say your last sentence in a crying voice, I will believe you."

"I didn't cry!"

"Your throat is shaking! I can hear it!"

"Okay forget it, anyway, the old ones won't go and the new ones won't come, I'll just make more money. I'll copy more... write more of your songs, and we'll earn them back."

"Well, I'll pay you back."

"No, no."

"I will pay it back! You don't have to say anything about it."

"Uh, okay."

"Chen Feng, thank you."

"Okay, you said N times today, go to sleep."

"Okay."

Hang up the phone.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhong Lei sighed.

Some things have changed and some things haven't.

Although Zhong Lei advocates celibacy, she is engaged in art, and her heart is far more sensitive than ordinary people.

How could she not realize that when Chen Feng was trying to put off Meng Wanyue, he kept a distance.

But the wonderful thing is that she is not sad, but takes it for granted.

She doesn't blame Chen Feng either.

She knew that this person was just like that.

Bang bang bang.

Tonight, Chen Feng is destined to stop.

There is another knock on the door.

Opening the door, Chen Feng asked in surprise, "What's the matter with Mr. Meng?"

Meng Xiaozhou seemed a little cramped, and subconsciously raised the gold-rimmed glasses, "Thank you again, Mr. Chen, for saving your sister's life. This time you have lost five million yuan, and I will find a way to repay you."

Chen Feng waved his hand, "No, I really don't need to."

I didn't expect Meng Xiaozhou to also say that he would pay back the money, but Chen Feng really deserved the money.

Only he knew that if Zhong Lei hadn't been in the car, Meng Wanyue would have died.

He won't help.

He knew that his thoughts were somewhat ruthless, and he also knew that if he saw Zhong Lei sad because of the loss of a friend, and if he saw Meng Wanyue's family, he would definitely blame himself.

But when he decided to take up the responsibility of saving mankind, it was already doomed that he had to take on more pain and suffering at the same time.

With this level of self-blame, he can still bear it.

"You must~IndoMTL.com~ In addition to the five million, I will give you another five million to Mr. Chen. However, I have spent a lot of money for my family studying abroad, and I will probably need this money. It will take a year or two to get it together.”

Meng Xiaozhou insisted.

Chen Feng's head is as big as a bucket, "Don't do that."

"I have only one other unkind request."

"What?"

"If Mr. Chen doesn't feel that way about his sister-in-law, he might as well... reject her more simply."

"Huh?"

"Wanyue's words at the dinner table today are actually a bit presumptuous. But as a brother, I can see that she is eager to match Mr. Chen and Miss Zhong Lei, but she actually wants to break her own thoughts earlier. Good night."

Meng Xiaozhou ran away after speaking.

Chen Feng froze in place.

It is said that the person who knows the younger sister the most in the world is not the parents, but the elder brother.

Meng Xiaozhou perfectly explained this theory.

Chen Feng was speechless, Meng Wanyue likes me too?

Fuck it!

Is the life-saving grace touching women so much?

No, maybe it's my talent that attracts her.

But I'm really not interested right now, and I don't have the energy to engage in any kind of relationship.

So, everyone, sorry.

Somehow, Chen Feng recalled the words Tang Tianxin said to him the day before his demise.

"No, it's implanted. I got pregnant."

His heart throbbed involuntarily, and he envied Tang Tianxin's absolutely rational mentality.

There seems to be some benefit to substituting logic for emotion, too.

Chen Feng shrugged and went back to his room.

I can't stop people from liking me, but I know what I should do.