"Brother Yong, that's the case, I'm here today, in addition to the copyright issue of "The Rest of My Life", the most important thing is to let you return to Zhiya and serve as the company's senior music consultant, you can rest assured in terms of treatment. ”

"The basic salary is 30,000 yuan, and every song you write, as long as the gross profit is created, I can make a profit of 30%. ”

"You will have absolute creative freedom, you need resources to operate, the creative environment, the company will try to meet you, and at the same time, the company will give priority to your opinions when making decisions. ”

Lin Zhen made a move to draw salary, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "This is the biggest promise I can make, Brother Yong, look at ......"

It's definitely a bloody investment.

Just based on the quality of the two songs, ordinary people really don't have such courage.

One can imagine how much pressure he was on, and he felt like he was grasping at the last straw.

It's out.

Wang Guobiao and his wife were so excited that their faces were red at the moment, as if they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves the moment they learned that their child had won the college entrance examination.

Wang Guobiao, who was next to him, also secretly stepped on Huang Ziyong under the table as a reminder.

Even Ren Xi opened his mouth wide, with a look of disbelief, this kind of treatment, famous songwriters have never heard of it.

Faced with such favorable conditions, Huang Ziyong was unmoved, turned his face sideways and said, "Uncle Wang, you stepped on my foot painfully." ”

"You kid......"

At such an important and serious moment, say such inconsequential things.

Wang Guobiao was not embarrassed, and then he reacted, and his shiny leather shoes were still printed on Huang Ziyong's toes.

Hmmm!

Labor pains slowly hit, and Huang Ziyong's mind instantly became clear.

He pondered it and realized that this was not the case.

At first glance.

This is an absolutely sincere invitation.

But when you think about it, it's no different from fooling people.

The gross profit generated by each song is 30%, which seems to be extremely rich.

But what about the reality?

Excluding publicity expenses and marketing expenses, how much gross profit can a newcomer create?

It is clear to help his company train new talents.

If the song is not popular, there is not a single hair.

Further, what resources does he need as a songwriter to operate, and what kind of creative environment does he need?

And that so-called decision, just talk, if it's serious, then he loses.

Throughout the article, except for the basic salary of 30,000, the others are all fools.

"Mr. Lin, everyone is so familiar, don't fix those false ones. ”

Huang Ziyong did not hesitate to break it, "These conditions you said, in addition to the basic salary of 30,000 yuan, think about it carefully, what else is there? Don't say it's me, even a fool won't agree." ”

"Besides, can you call the shots? Mr. Xin, you won't be able to pass that level. ”

Lin Zhen's mouth was dry, dumbfounded on the spot, and he was pricked again.

【Ding!Gain Rage 6】

Everyone here is smart, but they were fooled by Lin Zhen's exaggeration, and now after Huang Ziyong's reminder, they were suddenly surprised.

The gazes of everyone looking at Huang Ziyong became complicated.

Among them, the kingdom mark is particularly strong.

Huang Ziyong grew up with him, from a boy to an old boy, how did he seem to have changed overnight.

"I'll make it clear, you help me push Little Mosquito's album, sign an agreement with a marketing guarantee of 10 million, and make you two or eight dollars. ”

"Have you ever heard the song of the little mosquito, right? ”

"Then the copyright of "The Rest of My Life" belongs to you, and I will tailor two more songs for Ren Xi, 200,000 songs, and the number of playbacks will not exceed 50 million in half a year. ”

"If you can't make a decision, then we won't eat this meal before the food is served, just because we haven't seen it. Huang Ziyong also finished in one breath.

There is a saying of "building momentum" in the business field, although he doesn't understand it, but it doesn't prevent him from bragging, and his mouth is 50 million views.

To put it bluntly, he just wanted to coax Lin Zhen to spend money to help the little mosquito do publicity.

The money for two songs, that's a small meaning, is just an embellishment to increase the chips.

The box fell silent instantly, and everyone didn't dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing Lin Zhen's thinking.

Wang Shuwen was not as noisy as usual at this time, biting his lower lip tightly, looking nervous.

She knew that it was time to pronounce her fate.

"Ten million is a bit much, and it is impossible for Mr. Xin to agree. ”

After muttering for a long time, it wasn't until the waiter made a movement when the food was served that Lin Zhen eased up and said with a heavy face.

Zhiya's method of packaging newcomers relies on Xin Quinoa's strong network resources to obtain works, and then hype around Xin Quinoa, except for Gu Reba, who began to rise to the top, smashed 20 million marketing.

Other newcomers basically sent out press releases, and they just rubbed the variety shows, and it was already a big deal to spend three million.

This time 10 million, it is still to promote an outsider who is not a company, where did he do this master.

If Xin Quantine knew that he made this kind of decision, he would definitely think that he was crazy.

That's 10 million!

This publicity cost is down, even if it is a pig, it can be on three or five popular variety shows, and it will be popular for ten days and half a month.

"Ten million is a lot?"

Huang Ziyong smiled, disapproving.

There was another voice in his heart, 10 million! Three days ago, he couldn't even think of the numbers, so many that he almost scared himself to death.

The main purpose of his opening is to bargain.

Bargaining prices, asking for prices all over the sky, how can you do it if you don't go high?

"In a week, it's probably more than 10 million. Huang Ziyong's smile was even brighter.

In fact, I panicked.

With his vision of more than 20 years, the things he saw were only so big, and Lin Zhen's retreats again and again gave him the courage to gamble.

After a while, Lin Zhen slowly shook his head.

Suddenly, as if he had a stroke, he suddenly looked up, his eyes sparkled, and he muttered, "A week later? yes, everything has changed after a week!"

"Brother Yong, I think we'll have a good time working together. ”

He looked at Huang Ziyong and said excitedly, "But there is a premise, you need to write those two songs." ”

If the quality of these two songs is still fine, it means that Huang Ziyong is indeed talented.

With this premise, it is possible to push Ren Xi into a bargaining chip and persuade Xin Quinoa in a week's time.

Huang Ziyong was stunned.

He never expected that there would really be a fool who was willing to give 10 million to help him support someone.

It's really a big world, there are many wonders, especially the pen.

In his expectation, three million has reached the sky, this fool actually ......

"No problem. Huang Ziyong laughed at the sound of killing pigs in his heart, but his face was indifferent.

It was so hard to endure that the muscles in his face spasmed and were a little deformed.

"Xiao Huang, you are so good, it turns out that you are really good at writing songs, but you don't even have a girlfriend, how can you write so profoundly?"

Wang Shuwen on the side seemed to see something, and said with a smile.

"Adults talk, children don't interject. ”

Huang Ziyong's heart hurt, he felt that he had been stabbed, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Why can't this kid speak human language?

At this moment, he felt the same way as those who had been hurt by him.

What a painful realization.

"Brother Yong is such a handsome and free-spirited, talented person, I don't know how many men will be jealous of Yanfu in the future, and girlfriends are not wet and wet. Lin Zhen smiled as he spoke, and his smile was particularly obscene.

What I said was a loss of conscience!

But he liked it.

Huang Ziyong suddenly felt that Lin Zhen, a dead fat man, was not so annoying, looking at this chubby face, the more he looked at it, the more cute he became.

I really want to pinch it.