The people from the chanical Clan arrived early the next morning, bringing a Space Button containing compensation.
"I apologize, Miss Jiang. Due to our chanical Clan’s negligence, you were frightened.
This is a token of our apology from the chanical Clan. We hope you will accept it."
Jiang Qin was quite surprised.
After all, the Myriad Races didn’t hold much respect for Beastman females who weren’t part of their own factions.
For the chanical Clan to treat her with such courtesy now was truly baffling.
However, she soon found out why.
"Are you saying you hope I can create so custom-made songs based on your requirents and sell the usage rights to you?"
"Yes. The chanical Clan is very sincere about wanting to collaborate with you. We hope you will agree.
If you have any requests, please don’t hesitate to bring them up."
After all, this matter concerned the very survival of the chanical Clan, so the representative was extrely polite.
One could even say there was a hint of pleading in their tone.
After a mont of thought, Jiang Qin didn’t agree imdiately. Instead, she said, "I’ll need to go back and think about this.
You can send your requirents to my email first. When the ti cos, if I feel the music is a good fit, we can discuss the fee."
She didn’t want Star Coins; she wanted the chanical Clan’s resources more.
But if she brought it up directly now, the chanical Clan might not agree, and she wasn’t sure what resources her family needed.
So, Jiang Qin wanted to return to the Federation and discuss it with her partners first. It would be easier to negotiate later if she had so songs ready and then contacted them again.
Besides, she still didn’t know what kind of songs the chanical Clan actually wanted.
"We understand your concerns. In that case, we will first send people to escort you ho. We can contact you later to discuss the collaboration."
"Okay."
That day, all the composers and singers who had co for the competition boarded starships to return ho.
The chanical Clan didn’t just escort Jiang Qin. They also assigned clan mbers to escort the others, but the ones protecting Jiang Qin were of a higher Level and greater in number.
...
After returning ho, Jiang Qin received the email.
Strictly speaking, the songs the chanical Clan wanted didn’t have many requirents.
They couldn’t even clearly state what type of songs they wanted, only saying they wanted sothing similar to the three songs she had entered in the competition.
Jiang Qin also learned that she wasn’t the only composer collaborating with the chanical Clan.
Several other composers had also received invitations.
This ant she wasn’t their only choice, which would make negotiating terms more difficult.
After so thought, she decided to set the matter aside for now.
If the only compensation was Star Coins, she wasn’t prepared to collaborate. After all, she wasn’t short on money.
So, Jiang Qin simply went to the film sets instead.
She had been gone for twenty days. The screenplays she had provided before she left had already entered the filming process.
First, she went to visit the set of *Heavenly Marriage Dress*.
It was an idol drama. As long as the actors weren’t unattractive and their acting was decent, there wouldn’t be any major problems.
So, the next day, she went to the set of *Little Li’s Flying Saber*.
Compared to the idol drama, this show was clearly more difficult to film.
For so of the Martial Arts scenes in the show, Interstellar People would likely imagine sothing far beyond the intended scope.
It would beco Immortal Law, not Martial Arts.
Therefore, to ensure the show could be fild smoothly, she spent over half a month on set, personally instructing many of the martial arts movents.
Combining her own mories with the imagination of Interstellar People, the final result turned out quite well.
As for the *Mute Bride* set, she visited that as well. The problems weren’t significant; it mainly relied on the lead actors’ performances.
After all, it wasn’t easy to portray the heart-wrenching sorrow in a way that evoked pity.
***
Perhaps it was because Jiang Qin hadn’t responded, or perhaps the songs from the other collaborating composers didn’t suit the chanical Clan’s tastes.
So, half a month later, they once again expressed their strong desire to collaborate.
This ti, Jiang Qin replied.
She sent over a list of needed materials with a note attached: [I’m willing to give it a try, but we will only accept these items as paynt.]
The chanical Clan’s reply was quick. They didn’t refuse, only stating that the quantity would have to be lower.
After so haggling, the two sides reached a preliminary agreent.
...
It was Saturday. Jiang Qin woke up early and went downstairs.
"Qinqin, why are you up so early? Don’t you have work off these days?"
"Yeah, no work, but I have to go to a theater on the Star Network at noon, and then to a bar tonight."
Hearing this, Shi Lichuan nodded and said gently, "Then let go with you tonight?"
"Okay."
In the living room, Long Hao was mixing baby formula. He imdiately walked over and said, "Then I’ll go too."
Since both of them were going, Yun Xie simply had Cang Hong go along as well, while he and Yuan Ling would stay ho to take care of Zhaozhao.
As for Lan Yuyan, he was already back at the company, working like a dog.
If he didn’t go back, his dad would probably blow a fuse. However, Lan Yuyan knew exactly how to handle his dad now.
Whenever his dad wanted to throw in the towel, he would imdiately send his mom a video of Zhaozhao, adding a few words about how sad it was that little Zhaozhao rarely got to see her daddy. His mom was guaranteed to feel sorry for them.
"Oh, Grandma’s precious little Zhaozhao, so tiny, it’s just heartbreaking.
Yuyan, dear, your dad is at the company. You shouldn’t always stay at the office. You need to spend more ti with Qinqin and Zhaozhao..."
Every ti, Lan Yidan would remind him again and again. In short, her ssage was: Yan Mingrui was there to be the workhorse; Lan Yuyan should prioritize his wife and child.
Having achieved his goal, Lan Yuyan’s lips curved into a slight smile. After sincerely thanking his mother, he imdiately prepared to leave work.
And with great filial piety, he sent a case of Advanced Nutrition Liquid to his own father, who had to work overti.
’After all, you have to be in good health to do your job well!’
Yan Mingrui shot his own son an annoyed look. "Alright, hurry back and be with Qinqin and the child. Rember to co in early tomorrow."
"Okay, thanks, Dad."
"Go on, get out of here!!"
Before, whenever he saw his own son, his eyes would fill with affection, and he would cherish him in his heart.
Now, it was "out of sight, out of mind."
His only redeeming quality was that he had given them an adorable granddaughter.
If it weren’t for his granddaughter, at his age, he wouldn’t be willing to stay at the company and work every day.
With this ti, he’d much rather be traveling with his female master.
The whole reason he worked so desperately to build his company when he was young was to earn enough money to enjoy life with his partner.
And now, after retiring, he had to co back and keep working!
Lan Yuyan, who had left work early, didn’t feel at all like he was exploiting his father.
’After all, his father is still young, at the pri age for striving. What’s this about retirent? He can clearly work for at least another twenty years!!’
If Yan Mingrui knew this was what he was thinking, he’d probably be wishing he could disown him right about now.
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