Chapter 27

The little assistant didn't know what the boss suddenly asked for his mobile phone, but he quickly handed it to Meng Si and then returned to his desk.

The bell had only one paragraph and soon finished singing, "where did this come from?" Meng Si said eagerly.

The little assistant didn't understand Meng Si's question. Embarrassed, he touched the back of his head and said, "this mobile phone was given to me by my girlfriend two days ago."

"I asked you about this song."

The little assistant was stunned and said with a smile, "you said where's dad going? I overheard it on the Internet this morning. If you think it sounds good, you'll pay to download it."

"Is there a complete song on the phone?" Mons asked.

The little assistant nodded, "yes, yes." He can't guess the boss's intention, but he will look at the boss's face. His intuition tells him that this song is very important. In the morning, he just thought it was good to listen, so he downloaded it and made a cell phone ring tone without thinking about anything else. Now, does the boss find another good voice? He dared not neglect, so he quickly found out the complete song and played it.

"... this is the first time to be your father. Our mood is a little complicated. You try your best to sprout. I have white hair and write down together... Baby, I'm your big tree and watch the sunrise with you all my life..."

Meng Si repressed his inner joy. Just a hunch and a guess kept pouring into his heart. When he heard the voice again, he finally confirmed his idea. He smiled and slowly sat back in his chair with a sigh of relief.

"The ballads are well sung, and the children's songs can also be sung so well. You are a thousand knives, let me find it." Meng Si said to himself, his neck stemmed, his hands inserted into his waist, as if the man was sitting opposite.

The little assistant secretly watched the boss's strange behavior. He didn't know what kind of inner play would be staged in the boss's powerful inner world. He could only stand in place and far away.

Meng Si quickly typed the words "where's dad going" on the computer search page, and the relevant contents of the song came into sight.

"Where's dad? Happy Valley Theme song. Songwriter: Han Mo, Singer: Han Mo, little earthworm."

He knew that little earthworm was a famous singer and sang a lot of children's songs. This Han Mo...... Meng Si's eyes lit up. At this moment, he can be sure that this person is the singer in the video. Han Mo's voice recognition is very high. Ordinary people may not be able to hear it only by the poor sound effect of the video, but Meng Si is a veteran agent. He has been in the circle for more than ten years and has never forgotten almost all the songs. He dares to say with confidence that he will never hear wrong, The person in the video is Han mo.

It takes no time to find a place to wear iron shoes. My heart said that this song is also well written. Unfortunately, it was bought by Happy Valley.

Meng Si was not so worried. He couldn't help laughing for a while and forgot to apply the eye mask.

The little assistant looked at the boss smiling so strangely and subconsciously stepped back. There should be no problem with Meng. Originally, Meng Si's image and behavior in the company were enough to make people think about it. The little assistant secretly aimed at Meng Si's direction.

After a burst of crazy laughter, Meng Si looked up at the little assistant. There was still an arc of not completely retreating at the corners of his mouth. There was a charming look between his eyebrows and eyes, "come here."

The boss has never talked to him with this expression. The little assistant swallowed his saliva. At the moment, he has retreated to the door a little, "Meng, general manager Meng..."

Meng Si was a quick tempered man. Watching the little assistant whet haw and didn't move, he shouted impatiently, "what do you think!"

The little assistant muttered in a voice so small that only he could hear, "I, I am... Straight, male."

Meng sigen didn't hear what the little assistant said, and directly ordered, "now go and contact Happy Valley and ask for Han Mo's contact information."

The little assistant was stunned, "Han Mo?"

"It's the songwriter and singer of where's dad going." Meng Si said casually.

Little assistant Juhua was so relieved that she was surprised that she thought of such a dirty thing just now. She hurriedly promised, "OK, OK." Red faced and ready to run away, just ran to the door, the voice behind rang.

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" Although Meng Si didn't hear clearly, he felt as if the little assistant had said something.

"No, nothing." The little assistant's face turned red and ran away without looking back with his tail.

Looking at the nervous figure of the assistant running away, Meng Si rolled his eyes. "Now these young people are suffering from snake essence disease." He snorted and shook his head.

Everything is ready. Meng Si takes out the eye mask and puts it on the dimly visible eye bag. He just waits for the assistant to get the contact information and everything will be done. He has this confidence. As long as Han Mo knows that he is the boss of sichen media, he will happily take the initiative to sign a contract. Thinking of this, Meng Si feels a little beautiful and comfortable leaning against the leather seat, He hummed the children's song he had just heard.

Very quickly, there was the hurried footsteps of the little assistant outside the shutter. Meng Si covered his eye mask, half lying in his chair, hooked his mouth and said, "the phone is coming, very fast."

Meng Si waited for a moment. The little assistant didn't speak. He glanced at the door. "What's the silly pestle doing there? Bring the contact information and put it on the table."

"People in Happy Valley say they have no contact information." The little assistant said with a bitter face.

Meng Si suddenly sat up from his chair, his eye mask still stuck to his face, "how can there be no contact information? Have you asked clearly?"

"Asked clearly, is really not, only left a mailbox, in order to send song samples, nothing else."

Meng Si just felt his head buzzing. The mailbox is useless. This guy doesn't even know his video is hot and expects to log in to the mailbox in time.

The short-term joy was split by this "click" without contact information. If there was no hope, there would be no disappointment. Meng Si stood up and paced back and forth in front of the office desk.

The little assistant knew that he had not completed the task and was worried, "why don't you ask director Jin again?"

Meng Si stopped. Yes, the people at the bottom didn't register the contact information of Han mo. the senior management must have it. Let's not say that this song is the new theme song of happy valley. Just for the singer himself, he must want to curry favor with the senior management. Happy Valley is such a big fat meat. There's still another chance. Thinking of this, Meng Si quickly took out his mobile phone and turned to Jin Mei's number.

The hope that had just been split was rekindled. As soon as the other party connected, Meng Si said impatiently, "Oh, Jinmei, I want someone from you."

Jin Mei looked at Meng Si's private mobile phone number and answered the phone soon. Although she was arrogant, she also knew how to put it back and forth. Let's not talk about her personal relationship with Meng Si. Although the two people were not mixed in the same circle, they had more or less work intersection after all. When she heard that Meng Si didn't exchange greetings and directly cut into the subject, she smiled, "who has such face, You can ask Mr. Meng to make this call in person. "

Meng Si smiled bitterly. When did he give face to others? This boy was different. He asked him to run after him again and again. His name blurted out, "Korean ink."

Jinmei didn't expect Meng Si to call Han Mo himself. She didn't speak for a long time.

"Oh, miss, what do you think? Give me Han Mo's number, brother. I've been looking for it all day and night, and the dark circles under my eyes have come out. "

Jin Mei wanted to give Meng Si this favor, but she really couldn't help it. "I really don't have a number." Jin Mei was beaten in the face by Han mo. naturally, she was embarrassed to ask Han Mo for a phone number, and Han Mo was a low-key to no good master. She was stubborn. How could she take the initiative to give Jin Mei the number, so this result was caused.

Meng Si's heart sank. He almost sat on the ground and couldn't speak for a long time.

Jin Mei's eyes lit up and suddenly thought of something, "I don't, but I know someone must have."

Meng Si held the phone tightly. "Who is it?"