After two thousand words of "Immortal Sword" were updated, Su Yu felt that the main plot had been clarified and the pace could be slightly slowed down.
Therefore, after writing fifty thousand words, he uploaded it to his phone and stopped the daily update of ten thousand words, switching to two chapters of five thousand words per day. After all, he couldn't go to Lin Yanyu's dormitory to write every day, and typing on his phone was too inconvenient.
One day, Zhao Yuan suddenly called and asked him to come to the company. Su Yu tidied up briefly and took a taxi. When he arrived downstairs, he bought steamed buns and soy milk from his favorite breakfast stall.
As he walked into the lobby, the two front desk girls rushed to greet him.
"Teacher Su Yu, you're here..."
"Mm." Su Yu greeted them with a smile.
"We'll call the elevator for you!" The two girls enthusiastically led the way. Then they politely pressed the elevator button and stood aside, occasionally glancing at Su Yu.
"Is there something on my face?" Su Yu noticed and asked doubtfully.
"Mm."
"That's right." The two girls nodded with smiles.
"What is it?" Su Yu wiped his face. There was nothing?
"Hehe... Handsomeness!"
"Teacher Su Yu, the elevator is here, hurry and get in." The two girls stuck out their tongues at him. Su Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile and walked into the elevator. He didn't expect to be flirted with by two young girls. Really, saying something so true...
"Ah! Teacher Su Yu is even more handsome!"
"Exactly, although he was handsome before, he looked weak, but now he's not weak at all, he's a perfect male god!" As soon as the elevator doors closed, he heard the excited voices of the two girls outside.
Perfect male god? Su Yu took out his phone and took a picture. Well, it was true, he lived up to his name! Da Feng Novel Net
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Walking into the composing department office area, a group of colleagues greeted him proactively. Su Yu nodded in response to all of them. When he arrived outside Zhao Yuan's office, there was no one inside.
"Zhao Yuan hasn't arrived yet." Old Yuan was listlessly at his workstation.
"Old Yuan, what's wrong? Another heartbreak?" Since she hadn't arrived, he would wait a bit, and it was a good time to eat his breakfast first. But why was the usually energetic Old Yuan like this today?
"You brat, why do you always bring up what shouldn't be mentioned..." Old Yuan said irritably, then unceremoniously took a steamed bun from Su Yu's hand.
"Did I guess right?"
"More or less..."
"Tell me." Su Yu's gossip spirit was ignited. After all, Old Yuan was someone who walked through fields of flowers without a single petal sticking to him.
"You don't know?"
"Know what?"
"Zhao Yuan and that brat Chen Yong are together! Don't you know?" Old Yuan said, somewhat agitated.
"President Zhao and Chen Yong? What does that have to do with you?" Su Yu was stunned.
"That's right, it has nothing to do with me, it's just my unrequited love..." Old Yuan looked pained.
"You like President Zhao? No, don't you have so many girlfriends?" Su Yu asked suspiciously.
"You don't understand anything. Although I, Yuan, have sacrificed myself for art, I've always kept a clear mind in my heart. This, this is Zhao Yuan's exclusive position!" He became more and more excited as he spoke. The entire office area could hear him.
At this moment, someone coughed twice. Old Yuan was startled and realized that Zhao Yuan was not far away.
"My loyalty to President Zhao is witnessed by heaven and earth! Su Yu, stop badmouthing President Zhao behind my back!" He quickly put on a righteous demeanor and signaled frantically to Su Yu.
"Old Yuan, your year-end bonus will be halved." Zhao Yuan said and turned to walk towards her office.
"Why only mine?" Old Yuan was unconvinced.
"Was Su Yu talking about me behind my back just now?" Zhao Yuan stopped and turned to ask everyone in the composing department.
"No."
"No."
"No..." A chorus of voices responded. Zhao Yuan nodded and walked towards her office. Old Yuan stared blankly at his colleagues, speechless for a long time.
"There's one left, do you want it?" Su Yu raised his eyebrows and then offered the steamed bun in his hand, asking innocently.
"Of course!" Old Yuan snatched it and turned his grief into appetite. Su Yu shrugged and walked towards Zhao Yuan's office.
"Old Yuan is eating in the office, his year-end bonus will be halved again." Zhao Yuan's voice came from the office.
"What the hell! Cough, cough, cough..." Old Yuan hadn't swallowed the steamed bun yet, and was choked, frantically looking for water to drink.
...
Entering the office, Su Yu found a chair and sat down.
"President Zhao, what did you need me for?" Having not seen Zhao Yuan for a while, she seemed to have learned to dress up. Previously, she was as simple as possible, but now she wore jewelry and put on exquisite makeup. Su Yu couldn't help but believe Old Yuan's words a little.
"This is your new contract, please sign it." Zhao Yuan took out a printed contract from the drawer. Su Yu was stunned for a moment, then took it to review.
"Senior Producer?" He was a little surprised. The company had actually changed his title to Senior Producer. What surprised him even more was that he, a Senior Producer, actually had a copyright share of nine tenths!
"After discussing with Old Chen... President Chen, we both felt that you are fully worthy of being a Senior Producer. That song 'Blue and White Porcelain' is even more impressive than an ordinary ace producer."
"We initially thought of signing you as an ace producer, but you've only been with the company for a short time, and your qualifications are a bit shallow. Although you release songs quickly, the quantity is not enough. In the end, we decided to keep you as a Senior Producer, but give you the share of an ace producer." Zhao Yuan explained patiently, her words full of satisfaction with Su Yu's achievements. When he first joined the company, she almost misjudged him, thinking he was just a reckless youth. Fortunately, she had some patience and listened to his songs, otherwise, she would have regretted her intestines falling out from losing such a great genius.
"President Zhao, don't worry, I will fulfill what I promised back then." Su Yu nodded with a smile and signed the contract. Zhao Yuan's regret was that she had never mentored an ace producer. Su Yu had promised her that this day would not be far off.
"I've always believed in you." Zhao Yuan nodded with a smile.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now." Su Yu stood up, preparing to leave.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan asked, "Su Yu, do you have any plans to release songs recently?" She picked up a file folder on her desk and rummaged through it.
"Is there an order?" Su Yu stopped. His current income share was essentially the company working for him, so if there was an order, he naturally had to take it.
"This is an order from headquarters, please take a look." Zhao Yuan handed him the documents. Su Yu took them and glanced at the title.
"EG wins the championship, team documentary theme song." He knew this team. They were previously known as World Championship failures. There was even a summary: "In disappointing matters, EG has never disappointed." For so many years, although their domestic performance was very good, as long as it was the World Championship, they always fell in the quarterfinals. This year, against all expectations, they unexpectedly caused an upset, broke the quarterfinal curse, and won the championship.