"How? yes, let me tell you, it's going to be a big hit! Bob's eyebrows fluttered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was flanked by RCA's music director, Scott Dylan, who was a frustrated street folk singer before Bob became a music producer, and then he began to learn about arranging and production under Scott's leadership, and then he re-entered the music industry as a producer, and managed to achieve success that he could not have imagined as a singer.

Bob's entry into the RCA was also due to Scott's recommendation, so when he felt that he had discovered Li Mingcheng, a good seedling, the first person he thought of was Scott. Discover a new talent who is expected to become a king singer, and both he and Scott can get a lot out of it.

Scott was a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old, but in fact he was fifty-one years old, and his good life kept him well-maintained, and his figure was not fat, and his charm index was no less than that of a young man in his twenties.

Rubbing the stubble on his chin with his right hand, Scott looked at the Asian boy holding the guitar in the video on the computer screen, and nodded slightly: "Yes, it is indeed a good song, folk rock has been very popular in the market in recent years, and it is conceivable that this song can achieve a good sales result after it is put on the market." Bob, good job! ”

"So...... Have you negotiated the price? Scott turned his head to look at Bob, "What did he say?" ”

"What?" Bob was stunned.

"What, did he open his mouth?" Scott frowned, "Didn't you make it clear to him that he is a newcomer, and his newcomer works have not yet withstood the ...... of the market?"

"No, no, no! Scott, you're mistaken! Bob interrupted Scott by waving his hand, "He's not here to sell songs, in fact, he's here to sign with our company, and he wants to be a singer." ”

"What did you say?"

"He wants a record deal." Bob repeated.

Scott was silent, he frowned, lowered his right hand rubbing his chin, rested on the desk, his fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the wooden tabletop, as if thinking about something.

"Scott, what are you thinking about? You can also see that his strength is undoubted, his excellent singing skills, his strong creative ability," Bob was anxious, "I can't think of any reason for us to refuse him!" ”

"No, you're wrong, Bob," Scott finally spoke again, "and we have a reason to turn him down. ”

"Is it because of his age? That's not a problem at all! Look at Aaron Carter, he's so red and purple, and the little girls all over America are crazy about him! Bob stood up excitedly.

"But Aaron Carter is white," Scott said lightly, gesturing to the computer screen, "and he's Chinese." ”

"But ......"

"No, Bob," Scott said, "RCA is a commercial company, and ultimately we want to pursue sales in the market and nothing else, and we can't guarantee that the American people will pay for a Chinese kid and push him out, it's too risky." ”

"Aren't they shouting about racial equality every day?" Bob said excitedly.

"Racial equity? Hehe, that's just a joke! Scott laughed, "Bob, I didn't expect you to be so naïve!" ”

"I'm ......" Bob was about to say something, but Scott waved him back.

"Alright, that's the end of it. I have other things to attend to, so I'll go first. Scott patted Bob on the shoulder, "Oh yes, you did a good job with that album before, keep up the good work." ”

With that, he bypassed Bob and walked towards the door.

Bob looked at his back, moved his lips, and finally didn't speak again. He knew what Scott meant by saying that he didn't want to talk about the Chinese kid anymore.

Bob sat down on the stool and watched as Scott picked up the trench coat hanging on the hanger by the door and put it on, pulling open the office door and walking.

He seems to suddenly understand the gap between him and Scott: he still thinks of himself as a musician, and Scott has already become a competent businessman. So he's still a producer, and Scott is already the music director.

However, he was still a little unwilling. Shouldn't music be the purest thing? Good is good, what does it have to do with the person who sings?

"Shall we ...... Do you want to reject him? Bob asked suddenly.

Scott paused and turned around. His disciples were staring at him intensely, as if they had seen the last straw drowning.

Scott was stunned, then sighed softly.

He tilted his head sideways and thought for a while, then finally laughed, looked at his disciple, and said softly, "I can give him a contract." ”

“…… However, in terms of the content of the contract, there is a little change that needs to be made, you go and inform him, let him come to the company tomorrow, I have something to talk to him. ”

……

"Hey, is that Leo?"

While enjoying the foie gras prepared by the hotel's chef, who is said to be a Michelin-starred chef, Daisy receives a call from RCA. Li Mingcheng didn't have a mobile phone, so when he left his contact information, he left Daisy's mobile phone number.

"That's right, it's me," Li Mingcheng pushed Daisy, who was eavesdropping in his ear, a little farther away, and said to Bob on the other end of the phone with a smile, "How is it, Bob, did you bring me good news?" ”

"Hmm." Bob on the other end of the line didn't seem to be in high spirits, "Scott, oh, Scott is the company's music director -- he'...... He admires your talent...... Let me tell you, come to the company tomorrow morning to discuss the contract issues. ”

"Really? That's great! Thank you, Bob. Li Mingcheng was a little excited,

"It's okay," Bob chuckled dryly, "by the way, it's set for ten o'clock tomorrow morning, so don't be late." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be there on time." Li Mingcheng nodded in response.

“…… Let's do it for now, and we'll talk tomorrow. ”

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

As soon as she hung up the phone, Daisy on the side came over with her eyebrows fluttering.

"How's it going? What did he say? Daisy was even more excited than Li Mingcheng, as if the person who wanted to sign the contract was not Li Mingcheng but her.

"Didn't you hear it all?" Li Mingcheng gave her the phone back.

"Oh, it's too far away to hear clearly!" Daisy was so anxious that she slapped Li Mingcheng on the shoulder, "Don't sell it, let's talk about it, do you want to go over and sign a contract." ”

"What do you say?" Li Mingcheng raised his eyebrows.

"So, you're really going to be a star?" Daisy jumped up excitedly and hugged her cousin, "Wow, I'm going to be a celebrity sister!" ”

"Oops, slow down, slow down, Daisy, I'm going to get my head stunted by you......"