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Doris walked quickly, feeling a burst of sourness and anger in her heart, leaving her nowhere to vent, until the air conditioner in Huo's Hall woke up.
What's going on here?
She pressed her chest, which felt a little annoyed.
"Miss, do you need any help?"
The voice from the front interrupted her thoughts, and Doris put the matter behind her. She wanted to enter the company from the front desk and register, and sent an application upstairs through the intelligent robot.
Jiang Wei was one step ahead of her. After saying hello in advance, he immediately let her come up. When he led her to the meeting room, a short-haired woman holding documents walked up to her. When she saw Jiang Wei, she nodded and said hello. Doris was taken aback for a moment, and the document in his arms almost fell to the ground.
Just as she was about to call out the title, Jiang Yu introduced her one step ahead of her: "Xu Ye, this is Miss Doris, the pianist at the company's annual concert."
"Doris?" Xu Ye was taken aback for a moment before gradually calming down, "Sorry, Miss Doris, I took the liberty."
Doris shook her head, still smiling, but she became curious in her heart and wondered how similar Huo Hanting's old friend was, which made them all so surprised when they saw her.
Xu Ye left with the file in his arms.
Doris followed Jiang Yu into the meeting room, and after waiting for a while, he went out and brought two contracts and a lawyer to them: "Take a look, if there is no problem, we can sign it."
The contract still needs to be carefully read. After looking at it, her eyes stayed on the performance fee. The Huo family offered her a price of 2 million, and only played one piece of music that could be regarded as a commercial performance. This price can be compared to that of a world-class pianist. level.
But in fact, Yuyuan Tianfu gave her a discount far exceeding this figure.
Doris doesn't like to owe favors, she frowned, she pointed at this number: "Assistant Jiang, this"
Jiang Yu immediately bent over to look at it, saw her pointing at the performance fee, mistakenly thought she thought it was too little, and said tactfully: "Miss Doris, the performance fee can be negotiated again, this is your deposit, and we will settle it separately after the performance."
Doris frowned and looked at him with a strange feeling in her heart.
Why does she have the feeling that she must be played? But thinking about it carefully, it was probably just her illusion that the kind of piano that Huo Shi invited could not be invited.
Doris shook her head: "That's not what I mean, I don't need the performance fee, and that house is worth the price."
Jiang Yu understood that the other party was rushing to draw a line with them.
Seeing the bitter expression on his face, Doris thought for a while and said: "Well, let me ask you one more thing, and it will be used as the performance fee."
Jiang Xiong nodded: "You say."
Doris took out the score that she had printed out, stretched it out and laid it flat on the table: "I want to meet the composer, can you?"
Jiang Yi was slightly taken aback, and after carefully reading the piece, he realized that it was the piece Huo Hanting gave him yesterday.
"I'm not too sure about this." He didn't know much about the origin of this song, and he couldn't find anything about it on the Internet, but he had some vague guesses.
But whether he should tell Doris about this, he was a little uncertain, so he said: "This song was given to me by Mr. Huo. Who is the composer? I'm afraid you can only ask him."
Ask Huo Hanting?
Doris was a little hesitant, but the score of this score is a bit big. A good composer is like a bee seeing honey to a pianist.
After hesitating for a while, she cautiously asked: "Then can I see you Dong Dong?"
"Hold on."
Jiang Yu nodded at her, and then went out. When he came back not long after, his face was still calm, but there was a strange flash in his eyes: "Wait a minute, Huo Dong is talking to some managers, it may take a while to come See you."
Doris didn't notice anything unusual: "Okay."
But "wait a moment", two hours passed in a flash.
Jiang Yu has already left a long time ago. He is a special assistant and has a lot of things to do every day.
Doris was sitting in the reception room, the dim sum served in front of her remained unchanged, only the black tea went down a little bit. She was sitting on the sofa flipping through fashion magazines, the afternoon sun fell on her body, she was quiet and serene.
She was fascinated by it, and it took her a while to realize that someone was looking at her at the door. When she looked up, the man was leaning against the door, staring at her indifferently, as if he had been staring at her for a long time.
Seeing her looking over, he stepped in and sat down on the sofa diagonally opposite to her.
"I heard you were looking for me"
"Yes." Doris asked for help. Even after waiting for more than two hours, she did not show signs of getting angry. She put the magazine aside, thought for a while, and said, "I want to ask, the song you gave me Who is the composer of the song?"
The man's eyes fell on the score in her hand, and then his eyes shifted to her face: "What's wrong with this piece of music?"
Doris blinked, and then realized: "Huo Dong, you don't play the piano, you probably don't know, although there are some flaws in this song, it is still quite amazing, both in terms of artistic conception and playing skills .¡±
"There are still defects?" Huo Hanting looked at her, "Then how should you correct it?"
Doris was taken aback, then shook his head regretfully: "If I can change it myself, do I still need to meet this composer? I don't know how to compose."
Huo Hanting's eyes narrowed: "You don't know how to compose music?"
Doris nodded: "Every time I catch inspiration and want to write something, but I can't write it."
She was a little frustrated. As a pianist, her level was first-class, but her inability to compose had already distinguished her from those top pianists.
Huo Hanting's eyes rolled with emotion, and fell silent for a while.
Doris cheered up again: "So, I want to ask you, can I meet this composer?"
Huo Hanting's face was calm: "You can't see her."
Doris was taken aback, and noticed that she seemed to be a little colder than when she first came in, but before she could ask carefully, the man got up and walked towards the door.
Jiang Yu came in from the door: "Miss Doris, I will see you off."
Doris, who found nothing, was a little at a loss, and walked out with Jiang Yu and said: "Is there anything special about that composer?"
Jiang Yu pressed the elevator button, pursed his lips and still couldn't help whispering: "It should be our wife who composed the music."
Mrs?
Doris followed him into the elevator in a daze, and suddenly remembered what the driver said on the way here, she hesitated and said: "She is now"
"She had an accident five years ago."
The elevator began to fall, and Doris's heart seemed to be sinking gradually. She suddenly felt a little sad. The emotion came out of nowhere, just like the sudden anger when she saw Huo Hanting at the door of Huo's just now, which made her feel The urge to get angry at him.
Walking out of the elevator in silence, Doris thought for a while that she might have clashed with Huo Hanting.
Jiang Yu personally drove her back. When he arrived at the hotel door, Doris thanked him and wanted to close the car door. Jiang Yu suddenly called her to stop.
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