Ye God Lan did not know what the game's operation team was thinking.
It was one thing to have money, and it was understandable to take out 30 million as a reward.
But compared to 30 million in cash and game currency and props, he felt that the game company's operation team really treated the players like pigs.
After thinking about it, he turned around, sat in front of the bar, and continued to wait.
During this time, another bartender came over and asked if he wanted to drink anything.
However, Ye God Lan refused.
It was not that he did not want to drink. After all, he did not have many days left to live, and he did not care if drinking alcohol was bad for his health.
The problem was that he had no money now. If this negotiation did not succeed, he would have to pay for the alcohol, and his days of starvation would have to be pushed forward.
While they were waiting, a middle-aged man wearing a black top hat and a suit walked in from the main entrance. He went straight to the bar and sat beside Ye God Lan. He looked at him with a solemn expression and said, "You're right, Ye God Lan.
"You must be Your Excellency Ye God Lan. I am the owner of this izakaya, 'Ueno Hideki'!" As he spoke, the man took out a box of business cards from his suit pocket, took one out, and handed it to Ye God Lan.
After taking the business card and knowing that this person was the izakaya owner he was looking for, Ye God Lan was stunned. He did not understand why the owner looked at him so eagerly.
Although he was very famous in Japan a year ago, he felt that in the eyes of this owner, he was just a singer. Moreover, the izakaya operated by this owner was one of the most famous in Asia. Even at his peak, his income could not be compared to it. He should not be acting like this.
Could it be that this person was his fan?
Ye God Lan guessed.
"Hello!" Ye God Lan reached out and shook hands with the izakaya owner.
"That … actually, I came to ask if your izakaya needs a singer …" When saying this, Ye God Lan looked a little awkward.
"A resident singer? I don't need a resident singer! "The izakaya owner shook his head quickly.
"One show will do. I don't need a lot of money!" Ye God Lan said quickly. If the izakaya owner refused, he would have to think of other ways to make money.
"No, I have a better cooperation project. As long as it succeeds, I guarantee that you will be satisfied with the amount!" The izakaya owner said solemnly.
When Ye God Lan heard this, he was stunned. He could not understand what kind of cooperation an izakaya owner could talk to him about.
Could it be that he wants me to be his child's private music teacher?
Don't be ridiculous, I don't have much time left to live. After earning a sum of money, I'll go and enjoy myself for a few days, and then I'll be buried. How would I have the time to talk about cooperation?
"How about this, Your Excellency Shen Lan, please come with me. Let's go up and chat!"
As he spoke, the owner of the izakaya pointed upstairs, indicating for Ye God Lan to follow him.
Ye God Lan thought about it and decided to follow him. He wanted to see what this boss was talking about.
To be honest, his requirements were not high. He just wanted to sing one song and earn a month's living expenses. He was not interested in long-term cooperation.
After all, to Ye Shen Lan, if they really starved to death, it would be too embarrassing!
The two of them went upstairs, and on the way, the boss asked him what he wanted to drink. Ye Kamilan did not refuse and ordered a glass of wine that he liked. The boss immediately arranged for his subordinate to make it, and then brought Ye Kamilan to the room upstairs.
This room was not open to the public, but the boss's own office.
They followed the boss into the room, and the boss closed the door. Suddenly, the sound outside was completely blocked. It could be seen that the room's sound insulation was excellent.
The interior decoration was not as luxurious as Ye God Lan imagined. Instead, it was very simple. The interior was decorated with a wooden structure, and there were two bookcases inside, filled with books.
At this time, the boss pointed to the sofa, indicating for Ye God Lan to sit down first. Then he turned to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out a folded poster. Then he walked to Ye God Lan's side excitedly, spread out the poster, and placed it on the table in front of Ye God Lan.
At this moment, he knew what the boss wanted to do. He wanted him to help him win the 30 million cash reward!
As one of the most famous izakaya owners in Asia, his izakaya was opened in the most prosperous area of Ginza. Did this boss lack the 30 million cash?
As one of the most famous izakaya owners in Asia, his izakaya was opened in the most prosperous area of Ginza. Could it be that this owner still lacked 30 million yuan?
"I'm sorry, I really don't have the energy to fight for the 30 million cash reward for you!" Ye God Lan immediately shook his head.
While refusing, Ye God Lan had already thought of what the boss of the izakaya would say to persuade him.
While refusing, Ye Kamilan had already imagined what the owner of the izakaya would say to persuade him.
They would probably promise to cover all his expenses during the competition, provide all kinds of financial assistance, and package himself. They might even be willing to give him 30% of the prize money after winning the competition, or even more.
However, to his surprise, the owner of the izakaya was also dumbfounded.
"What thirty million?"
Ye God Lan was taken aback when she heard that. She then pointed to the first option in the "Collection of Battle Theme Songs" reward section on the poster.
"Koshi-kun, I think you're mistaken. This first reward is a scam by the Battle Authority!" the owner said anxiously.
Hearing this, Ye Shen Lan came to a sudden realization. He had thought that the game company would not be able to fork out 30 million dollars to solicit a theme song for the game. They must have too much money to burn. It was indeed fake.
"Which idiot would choose 30 million, unless that guy's head was kicked by a donkey. I guess Battle Corporation would be eager for someone to choose the first option. After all, they've always been stingy with the game rewards!"
What the owner of the izakaya said next stunned Ye Kamilan. She even thought that she had heard wrong.
Only a fool would choose 30 million in cash?
Could it be that the smart one would choose the game currency and item rewards?
？？？？ Ye God Lan was confused, her face full of question marks.
"Are you serious?" Ye God Lan asked in a low voice.
"Of course, I'm very serious. For this reason, I've found three outstanding composers to participate in the competition. You know the three of them. They are … Their purpose is to get the second theme song reward!" The owner of the izakaya looked extremely serious when he said this.
"So … You want me to help you get the first place in the theme song competition and then choose the game reward?" Ye God Lan asked in bewilderment.
Seeing that Ye God Lan had understood what he meant, the owner of the izakaya nodded heavily.
At this moment, Ye God Lan felt that he might be terminally ill. Even his logic of looking at problems had problems.
"Kamiyama-Kun, I know what you're capable of. When I wanted to win the title of the theme song for this battle, I had people gather information on the best singers and composers. You're one of the names on the list that I got. Furthermore, after the analysis of the authorities, they told me that you're the most capable of winning the championship. However, I couldn't find you, so …"
Listening to the owner of the izakaya chattering excitedly, Ye God Lan's eyes glazed over.
Asking his subordinates to collect the information of the singers just to play a game and even looking for an authoritative music organization to evaluate the winning probability of each contestant?
Was the owner of the izakaya crazy, or was he really terminally ill?
Touching the crumpled "Notice of Critical Illness" in his pocket, Ye God Lan felt that it was more likely that he was terminally ill.
"How about this, Koshi-kun, as long as you get the first place in the theme song competition, I'll sponsor you 100 million!"
"Wh … What, 100 million?" Even though he knew that he did not have many days left to live, Ye God Lan's heart still raced when he heard 100 million.
It turned out that there was really an idiot who would choose the game reward and buy it at more than three times the price!
"Koshi-kun, I know that there are people out there who offer a higher price than me, but I can sign a contract with you. As long as you get the first place in the theme song competition and help me get the game reward, I can sponsor you another 300 million and help you hire the best medical team in the world to treat your body. I've investigated you and know that your current situation is not optimistic. I've been looking for you since you went missing!"
Ye God Lan felt that he was about to suffocate.
100 million was just the premise. There was still the 300 million treatment subsidy. Listening to the words of the owner of the izakaya, it seemed that there were people out there who offered a higher price than him?
Ye God Lan lay on the sofa, feeling that his spirit had suffered a violent impact!
Oh no, he was terminally ill. This hallucination was accompanied by delusional scenes.
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