The next day, Han Jue did not immediately return to the magic capital, but planned to meet the two Americans who had come from afar in Hangzhou.
Kevin and Louie got a reply that Han Jue was willing to come out to chat in the early hours of the morning, and they were relieved, but they were also uneasy.
Because they don't know how long they will have to wait, who knows if it is Han Jue's perfunctory words.
Along the way, they have been neglected in the demon capital.
Even if their positions are said in the United States, they can be regarded as having a head and a face, but after all, they are not mixed in the Chinese industry, and no one buys them in the devil.
Fortunately, at noon the next day, they received a text message from Han Jue, and the text message was an address on it.
A big stone in my heart finally landed.
Whether you refuse or agree, you will have a result immediately.
Today is New Year's Day and a holiday.
Although the weather is cold, it still can't stop people's infinitely amplified desire to consume during the festival.
The sun is also just right, which is very suitable for going out, and the street is full of people.
Passers-by were so cold that they put their hands in their pockets and walked in search of a place where the sun could shine.
The little couple is a little better and can snuggle together, which makes the lone walker warm on his body, but cold in his heart.
But the air is cheerful, everyone's faces are filled with the smell of festivities, and even the exhaled white air jumps and swirls in the air, which is a happy look.
Han Jue's chosen place to talk was in a restaurant.
The restaurant is located in the downtown area, on the side of the road, very close to the hotel where Han Jue stayed.
Han Jue slept late last night, and it was rare to get up late today, and he didn't wake up until it was close to noon.
The window of the restaurant faces south, and when you look out from the window, you can look down on passers-by and see the park as far as the restaurant in the distance.
Han Jue sat in a private room by the window on the second floor, holding a cup of hot tea, looking at the sweet little couples outside the window in a daze.
He exudes a full melancholy temperament, and his whole body is not telling that he is a person with a story, so that passers-by who occasionally raise their eyes outside the window can't help but look at it a second and a third time.
"What am I doing" Han Jue muttered to himself.
"On a public holiday, it's a nice sunny day outside, why am I talking about work here I'm crazy" Han Jue looked at a truck loaded with a certain movie promotion peripherals on the street and slowly drove over, on the car was a giant cartoon animal doll with an exaggerated shape, very anthropomorphic, and at the top was a banner: City of Animals, released on New Year's Day, see you or leave, waiting for you to see Looking at those animals with different characteristics and vivid expressions, Han Jue couldn't help but shout in his heart that I am here, planning to stand up and end my stupid work and go to the cinema to consume.
As soon as Han Jue stood up, took out his mobile phone and was about to postpone the appointment, the door of the private room was opened from the outside.
Louis and Kevin led the waiter in.
"Ah, you're so polite."
The first time Kevin and Louie saw the door, they saw Han Jue taking the initiative to come to the door to greet them.
They waved their hands in surprise, feeling flattered.
I felt that Han Jue, a Chinese person, was still very friendly and easy to speak, and he was still very friendly to them Americans.
There is no such thing as a man in the data.
Han Jue blinked, and then followed the example of Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang on TV in his previous life, and said with a smile, "Where is it, it should be, it should be."
He sighed quietly as he turned around and sat back in his seat.
After ordering the meal, the three of them introduced each other, and they talked about the characteristics of Hangzhou.
The main thing is that Louis is saying that it is good, Han Jue is saying no, no, no, and Kevin is saying that there are some and there are some.
Later, Han Jue found that the two Americans knew more about Hangzhou than him, a Chinese, and after saying things and people that Han Jue didn't know at all, Han Jue decisively changed the topic.
"Let's get down to business."
Han Jue said suddenly.
When Kevin heard this, he immediately restrained his smiling expression and replaced it with a solemn and serious demeanor.
Louis was much more sophisticated, and nodded with the same expression, but he didn't immediately follow Han Jue's meaning and talk about the so-called business, but said: "Actually, I was at the singer recording site in Star City before, and I saw you, Mr.
Han.
Zhang Yiman kicked the gym that time. ” Han Jue felt that this should be the one in charge of speaking in the American duo, who was more able to speak, and wanted to control the pace of the conversation.
However, Han Jue didn't have a particularly strong reaction when he noticed it.
And Han Jue, who is not familiar with and good at negotiation, only remembers what Director Wang told him They are begging you, don't panic when the time comes.
Don't talk about the details casually, such things are not negotiated once or twice, and you can ask a professional team to help you talk about it when the time comes.
When you go this time, the main reason is to feel what the other party's attitude is towards you, and after you understand it, you can decide whether you want to go or not.
Han Jue listened to Louie's words, only raised his eyebrows, nodded, and did not speak.
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"It was a great piece."
Louis Kwa.
"Thank you."
"I heard that Miss Zhang Yiman won the second place.
You owe a lot to this song.
Louis boasted.
"Thank you."
Han Jue thanked him with the same expression on his face.
Han Jue was not surprised by the leakage of the results, after all, the leakage of the true and false competition results is sometimes a means of publicity.
"But I prefer what you wrote, Shaeofyou."
Louis looked at Han Jue's eyes with admiration on his face and said.
"Thank you, I like it too."
Han Jue replied with a smile.
Louie smiled even more.
In fact, Kevin and Louie, or all English speakers, have certain doubts about whether those two English songs were written by Han Jue himself.
However, on the global music copyright network, the word Han Jue is clearly written in the position of the songwriter.
No one else dared to jump out and say that Han Jue copied or ghostwrote, so everyone can only believe that the two songs that stirred up the American music circle were written by Han Jue.
But Louis still wanted to hear Han Jue's answer in person, so that it would be convenient for him to continue to ask.
"Mr.
Han, you are not shallow in the creation of English songs, have you ever learned English?"
Louis asked curiously.
"Good is not very good, I can only say so-so."
Han Jue modestly answered Louie's question in fluent English.
Han Jue worked hard in English in his previous life, because of the needs of work, he always looked at those things abroad to keep progressing.
After all, feeling things in English is very different from reading a translation.
Listening to Han Jue's unaccented English that could not be sudden, Louis and Kevin raised their eyebrows and glanced at each other, and they could see surprise in each other's eyes.
Han Jue's fluency, which is far from knowing a few words heo and howareyou, is much more operable in publicity.
Promoting the point of liking the United States, and then showing off a mouthful of English, this alone is enough to attract the attention of a large number of people, feel good, and win a large number of fans.
"So, Mr.
Han, have you watched iaasger, do you have any thoughts on this show?"
Kevin asked, in English.
Since Han Jue understands English, they no longer use the American version of the singer, although it is undoubtedly a remake of the singer, but they always feel inferior when they say it.
Han Jue smiled and replied without hesitation: "I've seen it, and I think it can be better." ”t21902181t21902181