My system chooses to create an entertainment empire by itself

Chapter 125 He's a Pirate
This is off-the-shelf addicted?

"Huh? Don't you think you think highly of me? How could I be?"

Before Yan Zhi finished speaking, the system suddenly shouted in his mind: "Promise him!"

"Can you tell me earlier next time?"

Yan Zhi said something to the system in his heart, then shook his head and continued to say to Moody: "How could I not! I didn't expect you to look down on me so much."

"Ah? Uh... sorry, sorry. Is that really there?" Moody was stunned for a while. He was just asking casually. He had no such idea at all. He was ready to be rejected, but did not expect.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan Zhi said yes without even watching the video!

"Well, Mr. Yan Zhi, you haven't watched the video yet!" Moody reminded.

"Really?" Yan Zhi unhurriedly started the video, just glanced at it slightly, then nodded and said: "I just saw the cover and thought I had it, and now I really do, just wait a minute. "

This video looks like a pirate adventure, so that's probably it.

Yan Zhi turned on the phone again, and opened the folder sent by the system in a calm manner.

Since there is only one song, the decompression will be finished soon this time.

He glanced slightly, and as expected - He's a Pirate.

He clicked on the track, and this time it only played for a few seconds before Moody shouted, "I want this one too."

Moody stared straight at Yan Zhi, he really didn't expect Yan Zhi to be able to say yes without watching the video, how huge is the music library.

What's more, it's all of such high quality, isn't it naked?

Thinking of this, Moody took back the tablet and started some operations: "Mr. Yan Zhi, we have a few prepared movies here. Would you like to watch them together?"

"Aha, well, let me take a look." Yan Zhi randomly entered a video, and then asked in his heart: "Is there any more?"

"No more, it's enough for the host to send so much."

Yan Zhi nodded subconsciously when talking to the system, but it was different in Moody's eyes.

Moody has already begun to thank: "Thank you very much, Mr. Yan Zhi."

"Uh" Yan Zhi waved his hand: "Well, don't get excited, I don't have any more, and I only have a few songs in stock."

"Really?" Moody couldn't help showing regret, but in his eyes, Yan Zhi should be the one who said that.

But he is not discouraged.

He operated the tablet again, revealing dozens of files: "Mr. Yan Zhi, there are still dozens of our preparatory films here, and there are still unfinished ones, can you help me take a look, is there any more?"

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Yan Zhichang sighed: "I really don't have any, I only have these three in my hand."

He didn't even read the document.

But Moody smelled a familiar scent, which was too familiar to him, didn't he just dislike them for not being able to pay the price?

"Mr. Yan Zhi, we can increase the price." Moody said "I understand".

Yan Zhi shook his head: "I really don't have any, I really only have these three."

But how could Moody believe it?I just found you and all three of your music library can use my movie. Is there such a coincidence in this world?

how can that be possible!Moody just felt that Yan Zhi didn't want to give it to him, and it seemed that he didn't trust him enough.

But that's fine too, first establish a cooperative relationship, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Okay then, Mr. Yan Zhi, I understand your feelings. How about this, let's cooperate with three songs first, I want all three songs. Can you still compose for us?"

Moody's previous plan was to find Yan Zhi to compose music, but he didn't expect that Yan Zhi actually had music, so he returned to the original topic.

Yan Zhi raised his eyes: "Mr. Moody, let me tell you the truth. The reason I came with you is because I think the three songs I just wrote here can be used as soundtracks for movies. I want to see if they can be sold. , I have no intention of working with your company on film soundtracks at all.

It's not that it's not worth it, but that I don't have time, and I have more important things to do recently. "

"Okay, Mr. Yan Zhi. Then I want these three. Do you have any thoughts on the price?" Moody was very regretful.

"Talk to my agent directly." Yan Zhi threw the burden to the system and was about to get up and leave.

"Do you want me to see you off? Mr. Yan Zhi." Moody asked very politely.

"No, thank you." It was Lagu who answered for Yan Zhi.

May [-]th.

On this day, the reporters got the exact news that Yan Zhi was finally going to fly back to Xia Kingdom from Europe, and it was today.

Because Yan Zhi took a picture of the ticket before leaving and sent it to Bot.

The reporters have already entered the Kyoto International Airport, and the walkie-talkies in their hands have been turned on. In order to block Yan Zhi, these old enemies have decided to join forces.

There's no way, I don't know whether this Yan Zhi is a star or a spy, and he avoids them every time, the key is to be able to hide.

I don’t like to go out, so I only have a few opportunities for interviews, but I always hit a wall.

Once a colleague even slammed in front of Yan Zhi's car, and he thought Yan Zhi would come down at that time.

It turned out that this guy was a cold-blooded animal. Not only did he not slow down, but he even accelerated, which made the colleague get out of his way in fright. Hearing that the guy was almost hit by him, he peed in fright.

"This is aircraft No. [-]. According to the prompt on the screen just now, the flight from Europe to Xia Kingdom will arrive soon."

The reporter holding the No. [-] aircraft and his companions guarded the most important exit. The reporters they arrived this time have been distributed in all directions of the airport. It can be said that they sacrificed a lot in order to interview Yan Zhi.

You know, exclusive news is much more valuable than family news.

"It's time." The companion not far away shouted, and the guy's phone had already raised the camera.

The reporter from Radio [-] had already raised the microphone and scanned the people coming out of the exit attentively, wishing that everyone was Yan Zhi.

But as time passed slowly, he became more and more anxious, and the crowd became thinner and thinner, but Yan Zhi's shadow was not seen yet.

He stomped his feet hastily here, and accidentally stepped on the foot of a dark-skinned person.

"Sorry." He still stared at the exit and simply expressed his apology.

The dark-skinned man didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward, as if he didn't care about it at all, but the same dark-skinned man who followed him stepped on the reporter's foot.

The pain in the soles of the feet made the reporter couldn't help looking. He was about to speak, but when he saw the guy's bare arm, he closed his mouth resentfully.

He turned back and looked at the exit, but there were only a few people there at this time, and none of them were Yan Zhi.

A companion not far away came over: "It seems there is no one around."

"That damn black man, Yan Zhi must have taken the opportunity to slip away." The reporter blamed the person who stepped on his foot just now.

He had dealt with Yan Zhi before, and knew that Yan Zhi would take advantage of these small opportunities to escape.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said calmly: "This is Radio No. [-]. Yan Zhi is not on my side. See if he takes other channels. He is really cunning."

So, what about Yan Zhi?

Outside the airport, a dark-skinned man took off his sunglasses, basked in the sun for a while, and smiled at the equally dark-skinned man beside him: "Yu Ping, don't do this next time."

　Because yesterday's was half an hour late, today's is half an hour early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)