Chapter 35: Five Minutes
Turning off his phone, Huang Ziyong picked up the teacup again and drank leisurely.
But I am indignant in my heart, people who are not punctual are annoying, and releasing pigeons is a matter of character.
Although he was very reluctant to believe that Xie Yumeng was that kind of person, the facts were in front of him.
He was really saddened.
"Brother Yong! someone is looking for you outside. β
At this time, the young lady at the front desk knocked on the door and came in.
"You just say I'm not there. "Huang Ziyong was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
It is necessary to dry them.
"Brother Yong! They're here to invite songs. β
"Huh?"
Huang Ziyong was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and looked up at the young lady at the front desk, "What are you doing?
The young lady at the front desk flattened her mouth and felt very uncomfortable, "It's obvious that you are in a daze, can you blame me?"
Especially recalled that when she first arrived at the company, Huang Ziyong's eyes when she looked at her showed a trace of salivation, compared to the current fierceness, she felt even more uncomfortable.
What's the big deal!
But since she ate this bowl of rice, she could only bear it and walked out with her head down.
Huang Ziyong just stared at it, watching the young lady go out with a gloomy face.
It's right to be uncomfortable.
If everyone is comfortable, then his life will not be comfortable.
People soon came in, one with a bald head and the other with a four-eyed field chicken.
"Hello, Mr. Huang, I have admired my name for a long time. β
The bald man is dressed simply, but he has a temperament, a coppery temperament, "I came here today to ask Mr. Huang to write a few music scores, money is not a problem, as long as it is the best." β
Huang Ziyong likes to deal with such people, but he can't behave too chic, everything needs to be gradual.
For example, names.
"This ...... What is your surname, sir?"
"Your surname is Zhou, Mr. Huang, I'm a little short of time, can you talk about the song score. β
However, Zhou Guangtou didn't think so, "I'll tell you the truth, I'm busy, and I only have five minutes to talk to you." β
The feeling of speaking is like the kind of business tycoon who is millions of dollars a minute, and it is a great honor for Huang Ziyong to be able to spare five minutes to come over for a meeting.
"The songs I produce are more expensive. Huang Ziyong's inflated self-esteem was slightly tingling, and his smile slowly disappeared.
"Make a price! I can buy out the rights. β
"Five million songs. Huang Ziyong said indifferently.
How bold a person is, how productive the field is.
After taking 10 million marketing expenses from Lin Zhen.
Huang Ziyong feels that there is no shortage of miracles in this world.
Five million, he himself thinks it's ridiculously expensive.
But he just spoke.
The air seemed to stand still for a moment.
βAre you crazy ?β The four-eyed field chicken left a sentence in English.
It has the appearance of a high level of education.
"Five million songs, not one is missing. β
As a serious Chinese, Huang Ziyong hates this kind of person in his heart.
Originally, he was just planning to raise the price, but now that it looks like it's completely unnecessary.
These two people came over, and they pretended to be big.
In this case, Huang Ziyong is of course willing to satisfy them and let them experience the feeling of making big money.
"Mr. Huang, are you sure that a song is five million?" asked Zhou Guangtou with a frown.
Huang Ziyong nodded, without hesitation.
"Mr. Huang, the ...... I take the liberty of asking, why?"
"Within a year, 50 million views, if not, don't pay a penny. β
Zhou Guangtou thoughtfully.
"You might as well go and grab it, five million? How is it possible?" the four-eyed field chicken sneered.
Five million!
That's five million.
Ordinary people can't earn this money in their lifetime, even in a first-tier city, a little bit of a place, they can buy a house.
And that's just the price of a song, it's like a lion's mouth.
No! It's crazy!
At this moment, the young master whined twice.
Huang Ziyong patted the dog's head and said lightly, "People are talking, so don't make a sound." β
"You...... What did you say. The four-eyed field chicken seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, and roared angrily with hideous facial features, "You are a broken songwriter, who gave you the courage to be so arrogant?"
"It's not...... I'm talking to the dog, what are you anxious about?"
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The four-eyed field chicken stared and opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't say a word.
"That's it!"
Zhou Guangtou waved his hand and looked at Huang Ziyong seriously, "Do you think it's possible?"
"If you go to a well-known songwriter to buy a song, even if there are 500,000 songs, you can only buy 10 songs, but the total number of playbacks of these 10 songs may not necessarily be 50 million. β
Huang Ziyong also said with a serious face, "Do you think this is possible?"
Zhou Guangtou was dumbfounded on the spot.
"Don't think we don't understand market prices, I've never heard of such an expensive single in the world. β
The four-eyed Tian Ji continued to sneer, "Even if your song adds this premise, but five million, that's a fool's dream." β
is like a steamed bun, the market price is five cents a piece, even if it is nutritious and can satisfy hunger for three days after eating one, then it is just a steamed bun, and it is sold for 10,000 yuan.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is madness.
Treat them like fools.
"50 million plays, converted into money, is 5 million, excluding taxes and platform shares, you can also account for 2 million, this is just the platform's income, performance activities and commercial use, etc., have not been counted, 5 million, is it a fool's dream?"
Hearing this, Zhou Guangtou and the four-eyed field chicken were silent.
If this steamed bun is golden, then it's a different matter.
But they always felt that something was wrong.
Although the accounts are calculated in this way, sometimes the accounts are not calculated in this way.
For example, when a song becomes popular, it may not necessarily bring any commercial use, even if there is a performance, it will be a few months of popularity.
One million performances, twenty shows are 20 million, excluding taxes, as well as publicity expenses, brokerage shares, and other miscellaneous dots.
In fact, all the proceeds of this song went to the songwriter.
Are they busy for nothing?
Like the landlord renting out the house, the business person removed the cost and shared it evenly, and suddenly found that he worked for a month, which was the feeling of working for the landlord, and he could only make some hard-earned money.
As soon as the four-eyed field chicken thought about this, he just wanted to refute.
Zhou Guangtou said, "Buy two songs first, all copyrights." β
"Yes, but the rule in the industry is that I have to pay five percent of the income. Huang Ziyong smiled and stretched out a slap.
Five million a song is indeed a very outrageous sky-high price.
But it's so outrageous, there are fools who swallow it.
An outsider is indeed an outsider.
Huang Ziyong was secretly ecstatic, and once again interpreted greed to the extreme.
"Dong Zhou, this ......" The four-eyed Tian Ji looked incredulous.
At such an outrageous price, you actually bought it?
"As I said, my time is precious, as long as the song is good, money is not an issue. β
Zhou Guangtou looked at his watch, waved his hand and said, "Mr. Huang, it's been five minutes, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, let my assistant negotiate the specific details with you." β
Huang Ziyong looked at the back of the bald man who turned around and left without hesitation, and was a little dumbfounded.
People are stupid and have a lot of money?
Or do people simply bother with the money?
There is only one standard for others - the song is good.