Chapter 111: My Song, My Decision
Tan Fucheng has been in the audit department for so many years, and he has never seen any strong winds and waves, and in a very short period of time, he thought of a solution, and directly called up a friend dialog box, and the remark information was 'Email Xiaofei'.
Tan Fucheng: "Brother, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, the text attached to your mailbox shows that the download has expired, what should I do?"
Mailbox Xiaofei: "Brother, it's easy to do, just let the other party pass it on again." ”
Tan Fucheng: "Nonsense, if you can pass it on again, I will ask you? Do me a favor, do it a little!"
Mailbox Xiaofei: "How many days has it expired?"
Tan Fucheng: "Three days. ”
Mailbox Xiaofei: "Yes, three thousand." ”
Tan Fucheng: "Brother, what about grabbing money, doing my brother a favor, so expensive?"
Mailbox Xiaofei: "This is the market price, which brother is the same, can you do it?"
Tan Fucheng: "Hurry up." ”
Mailbox Xiaofei: "Wait a minute. ”
Bite!
A payment scan code link was photographed, and the mailbox Xiaofei also intimately remarked a reminder: "After payment, within two minutes, the document will be sent to you." ”
The flesh of the heart hurts.
Tan Fucheng gritted his back molars to pay, waited with a cold face, and two minutes later, the text file with the song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart" was transmitted.
Printed on A4 paper, Tan Fucheng handed it directly to his minister, and then transferred it to Yu Chunyang.
At this time.
It's dark.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the audit department, the bustling night scene of the capital is lit up.
Yu Chunyang patiently read all the lyrics and composition, as the executive CEO of a record company, Yu Chunyang naturally has music skills, I dare not say that I have creative ability, but my appreciation ability is definitely no problem.
A song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart".
Yu Chunyang looked at it motionlessly ten times.
Every time I turn it over, the cold fog in the corners of my eyes will be thickened, and within an hour, the audit department will be as cold as ice, and a fool can see that something is going to happen!
Finally.
The A4 paper was slowly put down, and Yu Chunyang casually handed it to the minister of the audit department: "See for yourself, what level of song is this." ”
Untie your suit and tie.
Yu Chunyang strode to Tan Fucheng's computer and knocked on the table: "Stand up." ”
Facing Yu Chunyang on the verge of the explosion, Tan Fucheng didn't dare to smile anymore this time, and stood up tremblingly: "Leader." ”
"Call me Mr. Yu. Yu Chunyang said coldly.
"Mr. Yu, I was wrong. Tan Fucheng directly admitted his mistakes, he is a good comrade if he knows that he can correct his mistakes, fortunately, this email was found by himself.
"Do you understand music?" Yu Chunyang asked a very low-level question, a member of the record company's audit department, the audit is music, where is there a reason not to understand.
I don't know how to judge music, a caterpillar!
"Mr. Yu, I graduated from the Conservatory of Music with a full-time master's degree. Tan Fucheng answered the questions very seriously, and he was still very confident in his profession.
"Born in a professional class, then there is no reason why you can't read the score, are you blind or have you sold this song to other companies?" Yu Chunyang pointed to the A4 paper, "This level of song, you dare to refuse as a junior reviewer, hum." ”
Tan Fucheng's mung bean-like eyes rolled, and explained in a low voice: "The contributor of this song is really too arrogant, a new songwriter who does not have any successful works actually opened his mouth and said that he wants to contribute to the Charles band, and said that this song will definitely become Charles's masterpiece and become the strongest arm of the company's take-off, which is really too ashamed." ”
Yu Chunyang stood in front of Tan Fucheng: "For this reason, you refused to accept the submission?"
Tan Fucheng nodded and acknowledged.
Syllable!
Yu Chunyang slapped on the table, pointed at the tip of Tan Fucheng's nose, and roared hysterically: "You moth, a moth who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures, such an excellent work, it will be pressed in your hands for so many days, you ......"
"Get out of here!"
"I don't want to see you again in the company!"
"Forever!"
A slap in the face.
A roar.
It almost immediately frightened the entire audit department.
A small mistake, Yu Chunyang actually planned to let Tan Fucheng get out, the minister of the audit department, and at this time he also finished watching "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", he could see at a glance that this song was clearly created for the Charles band, and it was very penetrating.
Extremely high energy density.
This is a song that can be promoted, an absolutely good song, two levels better than the songs on the previous Charles Band albums, there is no comparison.
Taking advantage of Yu Chunyang's curse Tan Fucheng, the head of the review department hurriedly checked it on the copyright network, and sure enough, the author of the submission had registered the copyright away.
It's just that staring at the author's name always feels a little familiar.
It took five minutes for Yu Chunyang to spit out a breath of turbidity, slammed the door directly, and hung up a phone call to Meng Ke when he went out: "Hey, Mr. Meng, I'm Yu Chunyang." ”
"Hello, Mr. Yu, I won't talk much about signing the contract, I have something to do now. ”
"It's not a signing, it's a matter of "Dream Chasing", I saw that submission, it is very suitable for the Charles band, I don't know what the ideal price is in your heart?"
"That song...... Haven't you been rejected? I voted three times, all of them were rejected, and your reviewer replied to me that it could not meet the company's requirements, please continue to work hard to create, and look forward to the next cooperation. ”
"No need for next time, this time, the people below won't do things, I'll watch it personally, I want this song, you make an offer, never say anything. ”
"Really?"
Meng Ke paused.
Then wait for Yu Chunyang to give a clear answer: "Really, I can make full decisions." ”
Meng Ke smiled: "Okay, take a million, this song is yours." ”
Yu Chunyang: "......???"
It's ironic.
Very high-spirited.
It's annoying.
One million for a song, which is definitely very rare in the industry, is almost double the premium.
Three seconds later, Meng Ke said with a smile: "It's too expensive? Okay, looking forward to the next cooperation, how to say it, one million is indeed a bit expensive, a champion of the "Trend Music Competition" will only be rewarded with one million, which is much higher than the value of a song. Having said that, I can't help it, in case I don't win the competition, I have to have a guaranteed income, you know, I need money. ”
"The songs of top composers sell for 300,000 yuan, and my band only needs to sing the original song, and I don't need to be nominated for lyrics and compositions, Charles is not a creative band. Yu Chunyang said with a frown.
"But I want to sell for a million, I don't care about other people's prices, my songs, I'm in charge. ”
"I can't promise you now. ”
"You have a week to think about it, I will keep this song before the finals of the "Pop Music Competition", and after the finals night, I can't say it. ”
Doodoo ......
The phone hangs up.
Yu Chunyang directly threw the mobile phone on the ground, and what could have been won for two or three hundred thousand yuan directly jumped three times the price, and the lion opened his mouth. It's not that he can't take out the money, but the company has the company's rules, and professional managers have the bottom line of professional managers, and it is impossible to do whatever he wants.