"It's okay to help, but forget about the money, otherwise I won't go."

Lin Jiang didn’t know how much the appearance fee was in this industry, but 2,000 yuan was definitely not low.

Before, Su Xiaotang and Ye Qimei went to perform, and the performance fee for the two was only 2,000 yuan.

"Okay, okay, as long as you can come, I will serve as a party after the matter is done and invite you to dinner."

"Okay, a small matter." Lin Jiang did not continue and was polite, "Where and when will it start?"

"The business opens at 10 o'clock in the morning, at No. 168 Yingchun Road, you can arrive here at 9:30, we still have to prepare."

"OK, I'll arrive on time."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"polite."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiang stretched his body and looked at the time. He found that it was only 7 o'clock in the morning, and the phone was really early.

This is also good. I went to record the song a few days ago, but I didn’t give me any money. I took some cash later and gave it to me directly.

He threw it away and left, and he had no room for refusal.

Nowadays, electronic payments are very popular.

But at some point, the role of cash is irreplaceable by electronic currency.

For example, giving gifts.

Squeak-

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Li Pengfei came in with a washbasin and other toiletries.

Lin Jiang glanced at Li Pengfei, then looked at Cheng Chaoran and Zhang Mingchuan lying on the bed.

"Why are you still sleeping? Today is not Monday, can't you get up to class?" Lin Jiang asked.

"Boss, there was no class this morning, why did you get up so early?" Li Pengfei said.

Generally speaking, Lin Jiang would wake up naturally. Seeing him getting up so early, he was a little uncomfortable.

"I have something to do later, I have to go out."

"It's just right, let's go together." Li Pengfei said while wiping his hair.

"Where are you going, go out early, I'll send you there."

"Boss, do you still have a car?" Li Pengfei was a little surprised.

It is rare for people who have cars in college to see them.

"Just a car, don't make a fuss."

Lin Jiang got up and prepared to go to wash.

Li Pengfei soon calmed down. The boss spent more than 100,000 yuan on a casual meal, and it seemed normal to have a car.

After washing up, they greeted Cheng Chaoran and Zhang Mingchuan, and the two of them went out.

After leaving the door, the two went to the cafeteria to eat.

Lin Jiang called Li Cunyi by the way.

"Brother Lin, you look for me."

"Inquiry with you, do you know about song recording?"

Li Cunyi studied acting and was not very consistent with the music circle.

But Lin Jiang feels that both belong to the entertainment industry. Li Cunyi is influenced by this environment and should be able to understand something, at least more than she knows.

"I don't know much about music." Li Cunyi hesitated a little, "but I know a teacher who has worked as a producer and should know about this. Brother Lin, what do you want to ask? I'll ask for you."

"Okay, please help me ask, how much does it cost to record a song in a folk recording studio?"

The reason why Lin Jiang wanted to inquire about the price was that he was afraid that he would give it less.

That would be embarrassing.

"I know Brother Lin, wait for my news and I'll ask you now."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, the two of them quickly finished their meals and then picked up the car.

"Old, boss, is your car Land Rover?"

Li Pengfei was stunned, "This costs more than 1 million."

"Well, more than 1 million." Lin Jiang said casually: "This car is everywhere on the street. There is no shortage of rich people in China Sea, so don't be surprised."

"How many good things did I do in my previous life? I was able to be roommates with a rich man like you."

"It's useless to do it. Wherever you go, I'll give it to you first."

"I went to the Railway Academy, and my high school classmate got there, so I'll go find him to play with him."

"Okay, I know where it is."

Ring--

I put on my seat belt and was about to drive away when the cell phone in my pocket.

"Brother Lin, I asked you. In general, in folk recording studios, recording a song is about 1,000 to 5,000, mainly depends on the equipment and technology, but my teacher cannot give accurate numbers for the specific cost."

"What he means is that a folk recording studio costs 5,000 yuan per song, it's a sky-high price."

"Well, and this is the price of China Overseas. If it is a second- and third-tier city, the price will be cheaper."

"Okay, I get it."

Afterwards, Lin Jiang asked Li Cunxiao some more, learned about his recovery, then hung up the phone and drove out.

"Boss, why are you still parking?"

Seeing Lin Jiang parked his car on the side of the road, Li Pengfei asked.

"Wait for me a while, I'll go get some money and come back soon."

Li Pengfei looked around and found that there was a CCB not far away. He asked a little worried:

"Boss, there are no parking on both sides of the road. There must be traffic police arresting them. Can parking the car be done?"

"I'll come out in a few minutes. Your eyes are sharp. If you look at the traffic police, go inside and call me. It's not a big deal." Lin Jiang said indifferently.

"Okay, go and go back quickly, I'm a little nervous."

Lin Jiang nodded, opened the car door and got out, and ran all the way to the Construction Bank not far away.

There are not many people in the bank, there is only one person in front of the ATM. After waiting for less than a minute, it is my turn.

Lin Jiang was holding a bank card and preparing to withdraw money.

However, before the card was inserted, the bank door was opened.

Lin Jiang was startled and found that Li Pengfei ran over as if he was dead.

"Boss is not good! The police are here! Run!"

In an instant, the huge Construction Bank became quiet.

The sound of the silence is silent, and the needle can be heard.

Everyone looked at Lin Jiang and Li Pengfei cautiously, and subconsciously gathered together.

The old man and the woman looked pale, and the remaining men were nervous.

The security guard touched the electric baton on his waist, and the lobby manager picked up the phone and prepared to call the police.

"What's the fuck!"

Lin Jiang quickly raised his hand, "Don't get me wrong, brothers, we are students from the University of Finance and not robbers. The car is parked outside, just because we are afraid that the traffic police will post a note."

The four security guards looked at Lin Jiang with suspicion, "Are you college students?"

Lin Jiang nodded and took out his wallet, with the student ID card and ID card inside.

"You can see it yourself."

The people from the bank all breathed a sigh of relief. Only after checking Lin Jiang's identity could they be relieved.

"In the future, let you, a classmate, be careful when speaking, don't be shocked. You will be scared of your heart disease."

"Yes, yes, yes, be careful next time." Lin Jiang said apologetically.

"Okay, let's go."

"Haole."

After this incident happened, Lin Jiang didn't have the nerve to withdraw money anymore and walked out of the bank in shame.

After coming out, I found out that it was not the traffic police who came over, but the police who didn't care about illegal parking.

"Can you be careful next time you speak? It will scare you to death."

"The main reason is that the police are really here, I'm nervous."

"The police don't care about this matter, you're afraid of it." Lin Jiang cursed.
Chapter completed!