Yang Zheng laughed and said, "One song, don't say it...... What? A hundred thousand?"

Yang Zheng let out a low sigh, and then felt that he was a little too much, and quickly restrained his emotions.

Turning his head and glancing at everyone in the room, he looked at a few people who were a little surprised, and then suppressed the embarrassment in his heart.

"One hundred thousand songs?"

"One hundred thousand!"

Wei Yuanhang and Wei Yuanxing both looked at Li Qingfeng in surprise, although they had a hunch that he would spend a lot of money to do this, but they didn't expect that they would be willing to do it.

The production cost of 100,000 songs, the lyrics and songs are all produced by them, and 100,000 yuan is just the production cost of recording and post-production, and those kings and queens may not be able to catch up.

The high cost of the King and Queen album refers to the high cost of hiring people to write songs, the high cost of publicity, and the real recording cost is the smallest part of the whole album production process.

If the company is not blocked, they do it themselves, and all the expenses plus 350,000 yuan will be up to the sky, which is equivalent to giving millions to Feng Yuan for nothing, Wei Yuanhang's slamming personality couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved for a while.

"That's right, 100,000 songs, 10 songs on the album, but, I need to get it in five days"

Li Qingfeng's tone was flat, and he didn't care at all.

One million, when he was just reborn, may be a huge fortune that can crush two families.

But now, it is no longer worth mentioning for him.

In more than a year, he has accumulated a value of nearly one billion, and the wealth brought by Chinese culture has just been discovered by him, and there is still a long way to go in the future.

"Did you fill in the lyrics and music yourself, or did our teacher ...... it?"

"I have all the lyrics and songs, you only need to match the instruments according to my requirements, and you don't need to worry about the rest"

Yang Zheng instantly smiled on his face, if they were to compose music or fill in the lyrics by the production teacher, it would definitely not be possible to do it in five days, and if the other party could say it, it would be no problem at all.

This business can earn 200,000 yuan a day.

The annual revenue of the music department is only three to five million, which can account for two or three percent of the annual turnover.

No matter how difficult it is, it's fucking acceptable.

"No problem, I'll take it"

Yang Bingbing looked at Li Qingfeng's understated tone from the side, dizzy for a while, a million?!

She laughs so much every day, and even sacrifices her body to accompany guests, only about 200,000 a year, which is extremely high in the circle around her.

This young man casually said more than she had earned in five or six years.

Thinking of his worth, it made her heart move.

The youngest billionaire in China.

Golden beetle son-in-law.

An inexplicable title that often comes to mind comes to mind.

"Director Li, please move to the recording studio, I'll let the head of our music department communicate with you in detail, have you brought those songs?

Li Qingfeng glanced at Wei Yuanhang, and the other party immediately handed over a few printed lyrics in the document bag.

"No sample, the song was just written, the voice was recorded first, and then the musical instrument was added," Li Qingfeng said lightly.

Forehead......

Recording the voice first, and then playing the instrument? Yang Zheng stared at Li Qingfeng like a neurotic.

You're not teasing me anymore? How can you sing without a beat? Even if you sing it, how can it compare to a metronomic instrument?

"That, Director Li, I know you're anxious, you haven't even recorded a sample, why don't we get the instruments and beats done before ......?"

Li Qingfeng waved his hand disappreciatively.

"No, just do as I say, you go and arrange, try to record five songs today, I will communicate with you about the instruments I use later, just do what I say"

The finished products of the previous life are deeply engraved in his mind, and there is no beat instrument to record songs, which is a fantasy for other singers, but it is easy for him.

If he hadn't heard all of Li Qingfeng's songs, he would have thought that this was a complete layman.

Did the insider do that?

What else do you want us to do with the instruments you need to use later?

There was some grievance in his heart, but Yang Zheng could only prepare with a smile.

It's the uncle who pays the money, no matter how you play, you can't finish it in five days, but you can't complain about me.

At this time, he inexplicably remembered the information on the Internet, could it be that everything on the Internet is true, what kind of young genius is this young genius really touted?

Yang Zheng went down to prepare with some doubt in his eyes.

Yang Bingbing looked at Li Qingfeng, bit her lip, and said coquettishly: "Director Li, you are really powerful, but I worship you tightly."

I watched "Crazy Stone" many times last year, and your songs are all things I can't live without in my playlist."

After speaking, he winked at him, not caring about the existence of Wei Yuanhang and the others, and leaned over directly, the snow white on his chest was extremely eye-catching, and the long legs wrapped in black stockings added a bit of temptation.

Li Qingfeng smiled slightly, stood up gently, and glanced at this coquettish woman.

A standard Internet celebrity face, her appearance and figure are the kind that is one in a thousand, and she is also a goddess sought after by many men outside.

But the smell of wind and dust didn't interest him at all.

What is the difference between a woman who has no temperament and no soul?

"Let's go, take us to the studio, I'll talk to you music producers"

After saying that, he didn't care about her anymore and stepped out.

I wanted to catch Li Qingfeng's leg again and step directly into the air, Yang Bingbing let out a low breath, almost fell to the ground, and watched a few people turn around, his face turned red, and his expression was extremely embarrassed.

When several people went out, Yang Bingbing looked at Li Qingfeng's eyes with even more interest.

This boy has a lot of taste.

Quickly got up and went out and led a few people to the recording studio.

Fengyuan is worthy of being a well-established studio, with a very spacious space and extremely lively people coming and going.

Walking outside the recording studio, Yang Zheng was arguing fiercely with a middle-aged woman inside.

"Mr. Yang, it's not that I don't agree, it's too nonsense, how can I do it in five days, and who is the other party?

Haven't you heard those songs of his? Which one doesn't take a lot of time to make, and now that we've got two albums to work on, how can we make his album in five days?"

"It's impossible and possible, if you push those two singles back, how much are the two small orders? 50,000 a piece? The two albums are only 100,000 after the sky, what role can they play?

No matter what the difficulty, whatever the reason, it has to be done in five days, and I don't want to hear a second voice."

Yang Zheng's tone was very high, there was no room for negotiation, and the seven or eight staff members in the tuning room looked at him with different expressions.