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[389] In my last life, I may owe my son tens of billions

"A person who is untrustworthy, do you think you can meet my requirements? Are you very dissatisfied? Then I'll say one, "Do you dare to stay at home for three days on New Year's Day the day after tomorrow?" Facing Ang Lee's words, Li Wenmo once again showed contempt for him.

"It's just three days, don't three days, I'll give you four more days. After I go to the company to get the script tomorrow, I'll stay at home for a week, I won't go anywhere for a week, and I won't attend any cocktail party. Is there any other requests for this?" After generously saying that he would not go out for a week at home, Ang Lee asked Li Wenmo what other requests he had come.

Faced with Ang Lee's search for trouble, Li Wenmo looked at him and said lightly, "You know that I don't have any good feelings for you, why do you have to find something for yourself? You like to find something so much. Then you want a song by Han Qingjun with me. Our school is going to participate in a singing competition. I am one of the representatives of our school..."

"It's not that I don't want to invite you to songs, but that their songs are too expensive, and each song costs millions... So if you like his songs, go find his songs to cover them. As long as the cover is not profitable, they will not hold you a child accountable." When she thought of the price of Han Qingjun's songs, Ang Lee shook his head and asked Li Wenmo to cover them.

Seeing that Ang Lee was so arrogant just now, he asked himself to cover it. Li Wenmo was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked out the window again and continued to look at his own scenery.

"............How much did I owe him in my previous life? I'm going to treat me like this!!"

After a moment of speechlessness in his heart, Ang Lee looked at Li Wenmo and said, "I have a bad relationship with that guy now. Please change this condition. How about I ask other composers to write songs for you?"

I think Ang Lee is a person who can only speak big things, so Li Wenmo didn't even bird him this time, and he was still leaning against the seat, silently looking at the scenery outside the window, and seeing Ang Lee's words as if they had never heard of him...

"Okay, okay... OK, you kid is not cute at all, so you have to force your father to do things you don't like before you are happy, right? You have to invite Han Qingjun to sing, right? If you want to invite songs, just invite songs. I will invite songs with him. If he gives them or not, I will forget it."

After gritting his teeth and responding to Li Wenmo's second request, Ang Lee looked at Li Wenmo who turned around and spoke again, "Hurry up and talk to you, it's too uncomfortable to talk to you. I think I must have owed you tens of billions in my previous life, otherwise you would never talk to me like this. Every time I say something, I would make me angry to death..."

"The third requirement is, the third requirement is very simple. Don't mess around outside all day long. Your scandals every few days will make my mother look ugly in front of neighbors and friends..." Although I felt that Ang Lee would not change his bad habits, Li Wenmo still spoke to him with some expectations.

When Li Wenmo heard what he said, Ang Lee had a toothache at first, then he looked at Li Wenmo with gritted teeth and replied, "I can't control the rumors because paparazzi made me unable to control them, but I promise you that I will stay away from those female stars and beauties in the future.
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