"Why?!" Ding Chengzhi was stunned when he heard what Hong Dali said. The classmates were all shocked as well.
Tang Muxin tugged at Hong Dali's sleeve and said, "Dali, it's 200,000 yuan. And it is just for them to use the song. Why not?"
Two hundred thousand as the licensing fee was not a small amount. This was not just a monetary transaction. This meant that a well-known company like Penghui Films acknowledged Caiwei Entertainment. This meant that with just one song, Li Nianwei could shoot to stardom and no longer be an unknown singer bullied by others.
But Hong Dali disagreed. It was no wonder these people were so shocked.
All of that meant nothing to the superprodigal Hong Dali. He rubbed his nose and said naturally, "Who knows what kind of standard Wind Pursuer has. I don't want Sister Nianwei's first famous song to be destroyed by a lousy movie. I'm not short of money anyway."