Almighty Star Daddy

The assistant didn't know why the boss suddenly asked for the phone, but he was very sensible and quickly handed the phone to Meng Si, and then returned to the table.

There was only one bell, and it was soon over. "Where did this come from?" Meng Si said eagerly.

The assistant didn't understand Meng Si's question, so he felt embarrassed and said, "This phone was given to me by my girlfriend two days ago."

"I'm asking you about this song."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "You said "Where Are We Going, Dad", I overheard it on the Internet this morning, and I paid for it to download it if it sounded good."

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

The assistant nodded, "Yes, yes." He couldn't guess the boss's intentions, but he could see the boss's face and intuitively told him that this song was very important. Others, it seems that the boss has found a good voice again? He didn't dare to neglect, and quickly found the complete song and played it.

"...this is the first time to be your father, our mood is a bit complicated, you are trying hard to sprout my gray hair, and write a swipe together... baby baby I am Your big tree will accompany you to watch the sunrise for a lifetime..."

Meng Si suppressed the joy in his heart. Just now, a hunch, a kind of speculation kept coming to his mind. When he heard the voice again, he finally confirmed his thoughts. He smiled and slowly sat back on the chair. Breathed a sigh of relief.

"The folk ballads are good, and the children's songs can also be sung so well. You're a thousand-knife, let me find it." Meng Si said to himself, his neck was stuck, and his hands on his waist seemed to be The man was sitting across from him.

The assistant secretly watched the boss's strange behavior, not knowing what kind of inner drama was going on in the boss's powerful inner world, so he could only stand far away.

Meng Si quickly typed the words "Where is Dad?" on the computer search page, and the content of the song came into view.

"Where is Dad, Happy Valley Theme Song, Songwriter: Han Mo, Singer: Han Mo, Little Earthworm."

He knew that the little earthworm was a famous little singer who sang a lot of children's songs. This Han Mo... Meng Si's eyes lit up. At this moment, it can be confirmed that this person is the singer-songwriter in the video. Han Mo's voice is highly recognizable. Ordinary people may not be able to hear it just by the inferior sound effects of the video. But Meng Si is a seasoned old agent. He has been in the industry for more than ten years. He has never forgotten any song. He dares to say with confidence that he will never hear it wrong. The people in the video This is Han Mo.

Stepping through the iron shoes and finding nowhere to get the pleasure of no effort, I thought to myself, this song is also well written, but it was a pity that it was bought by Happy Valley.

Meng Si was not so anxious, he couldn't help laughing for a while, and he had long forgotten about applying the eye mask.

The assistant subconsciously stepped back while watching the boss smile so strangely. There must be something wrong with Mr. Meng. Originally, Meng Si's image and demeanor in the company were enough to make people imagine, the assistant stole Aim in the direction of Meng Si.

After a burst of frantic laughter, Meng Si looked up at the little assistant, the corners of his mouth were still curved, and his eyebrows were charming, "Come here."

The boss has never spoken to him with such an expression, the assistant swallowed, and now he has retreated to the door a little bit, "Meng, Boss Meng..."

Meng Si was in a hurry. Seeing that the little assistant Momo Haw didn't move, he called out impatiently, "What are you thinking!"

The assistant muttered in a voice so small that only he could hear, "I, I'm...straight, male."

Meng Si didn't hear what the assistant said at all, and ordered directly, "You go to the Happy Valley right now and ask for Han Mo's contact information."

The assistant was taken aback, "Han Mo?"

"It's the songwriter and singer of the song "Where Are We Going, Dad."

"Meng Si said casually.

The little assistant juhua was relieved, surprised that he had thought of such a dirty thing just now, and hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay." He blushed and was about to run away. Just as he ran to the door, there was a voice behind him.

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

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

Seeing the back of the assistant running away nervously, Meng Si rolled his eyes, "Now these young people are all sick with snake spirits." With a light snort, he shook his head.

Everything is ready and only owed to Dongfeng, Meng Si took out the eye mask and put it on the faintly visible bags under the eyes, just waiting for the assistant to get the contact information back, everything was done, he had this confidence, as long as Han Mo knew that he was Si Chen The owner of the media would definitely take the initiative to sign the contract with joy. Thinking of this, Meng Si felt a little beautiful in his heart. He leaned against the leather seat comfortably, and hummed the children's song he just heard.

Soon there was the sound of hurried footsteps from the little assistant outside the door. Meng Si put on an eye mask, and said, half lying in the chair, with the corners of his mouth hooked, "The call is coming, it's very fast."

Meng Si waited for a while, but the little assistant didn't speak. He glanced at the door, "What is the fool doing there, bring the contact information and put it on the table."

"The people in Happy Valley said that there is no contact information." The assistant said with a bitter face.

Meng Si abruptly sat up from the chair, the eye mask still sticking to his face, "How come there is no contact information, have you asked clearly?"

"I've asked clearly, it's really not there. I only have an email box for sending demos of songs. There's nothing else."

Meng Si only felt a buzzing sound in his head. The mailbox is useless. This guy doesn't even know that his video is popular, and he hopes to log in to the mailbox in time.

The short-lived joy was shattered by the phrase "click" without contact information. There was no hope and no disappointment. Meng Sizhen stood up and paced back and forth in front of the office desk.

Knowing that he didn't complete the task, the assistant was also anxious, "How about you ask Director Jin again?"

Meng Si stopped in his tracks, yes, the people below did not register Han Mo's contact information, the top management must have, let's not say that this song is the new theme song of Happy Valley, just for the singer himself, he must want to flatter At the top, Happy Valley is such a big piece of fat, and there is still a chance for the next time. Thinking of this, Meng Si quickly took out his mobile phone and turned to Jinmei's number.

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

Seeing that it was Meng Si's personal mobile phone number, Jin Mei quickly answered the call. Although she was arrogant, she knew how to put it away, not to mention her personal relationship with Meng Si. Although the two were not in the same circle, after all More or less, there was an intersection at work. Hearing that Meng Si went straight to the topic without greeting, she also smiled, "Who is so good-natured, you can ask Mr. Meng to make this call in person."

Meng Si smiled bitterly. When did Meng Si give other people face, this kid is different, and he made him run after him again and again, and the name blurted out, "Han Mo."

Jin Mei didn't expect that the person Meng Si personally called was Han Mo, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Ouch, miss, what are you thinking? Give me Han Mo's number. I've been looking for my brother for a day and a night, and the dark circles under my eyes are all over."

Jin Mei really wanted to give Meng Si this favor, but she really had no choice. "The number, I really don't have it." Jin Mei was slapped in the face by Han Mo, so she was embarrassed to ask Han Mo for a phone number, but Han Mo is also a low-key master, and with a stubborn personality, how could he take the initiative to give the number to Jin Mei, so this is the result.

Meng Si's heart sank, and he almost sat on the ground, speechless for a long time.

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

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