Chapter Ninety-Six: Still a Strange Commodity to Live In
Chapter 77
"What do you say, it can't be. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info"Ming Yuanchen, who was tall and fat, looked disapplieving,
"Fangrong, I know you've been thinking about the first cold, but don't mess with your mind,"
Ming Yuanchen stood up from behind the desk, came to Chen Fangrong's side, and patted her hand gently.
"I don't know about the release of music albums, but I know the operation of the company, and it is as difficult for a newcomer to release an album as it is for a company with little money and no connections to kill it. Chu Han has a good voice, but we already knew that Huaxia is big, and there are many female singers with good voices and good looks, alas, where it is easy to succeed. ”
Ming Yuanchen sighed and sat on the sofa next to his wife and hugged Chen Fangrong's shoulder,
"Chu Han was fascinated by her mind, and she went farther and farther on the wrong road, and I could see that she would not stop if she didn't touch her head and bleed, and then I would drag her back and arrange a good marriage for her, and we would have taken care of it."
"You're so sure you're right."
What Ming Yuanchen inherited from his family is a small company, how difficult it is for this small company to make Ming Yuanchen run into the current situation, Chen Fangrong knows it too well, so she has always been in awe and admires her husband, and she has never dared to object to her husband's decision.
But her daughter's decision this time seemed to open up another possibility, making Chen Fangrong somewhat doubt all her husband's decisions.
"I'm sure of this matter, Chu Han can't become a star at least now, and it is impossible to succeed so quickly."
Ming Yuanchen smiled and straightened his hair.
Chen Fangrong looked at her husband meaningfully, and she took out the album of Seeing and Hating Night from the bag she was carrying.
"Yo, my daughter's album is really out on the market, haha." Ming Yuanchen's eyes lit up, his broad fingers grabbed the album, and took a good look at his smiling daughter in front of the piano.
"Hmph, my Ming family is genetically strong, the boy is magnificent, the girl is unparalleled, this cover is good, and this cover can sell tens of thousands of copies."
Ming Yuanchen looked at the album proudly.
"What do you say this album sells?" Chen Fangrong suddenly teased her husband who was a man of his word at home.
"Ahem, tens of thousands of tickets are jokes, just with my daughter's appearance, how can I sell 100,000 copies."
Ming Yuanchen thought about it for a while, and gave a number very decisively.
"Yuanchen, are you talking about a month's sales?" Chen Fangrong was amused in her heart, but she asked.
"What is a month's sales, a newcomer, hehe, the entire sales period is over, it's good to have this sales in a year."
Ming Yuanchen pointed to the cover,
"Don't say I don't understand, for this girl, I've inquired carefully, this album is not released by the four major record companies at all, a small company and a new singer, it can have this sales well."
Not to mention that Ming Yuanchen has really done his homework, this judgment is really inseparable for ordinary newcomers.
"Yuanchen, I can only say today that you are very wrong, you can guess the sales volume of another month."
Chen Fangrong smiled, smiling very proudly.
"Is it 100,000 a month, can't it, can't be."
Ming Yuanchen waved his head with his big hand, and he shook his head, which was very domineering.
At this point, Ming Chuhan is really similar to him, sometimes it seems to be arbitrary, and sometimes it can be said to be too arbitrary.
"Then look at this." The smile on Chen Fangrong's face became more and more intense, and she took out a music magazine from her bag, flipped to the position of the billboard, and handed it to her husband.
Ming Yuanchen pointed to his wife,
"Well, Fangrong, you're very different today, and you always let me guess, hehe, it's a bit like when you were young and coquettish with me. Belch...... ”
Ming Yuanchen's smile froze on his face, his eyes were fixed on the magazine, and then he got up and walked quickly to the desk to pick up a pair of glasses, returned to the sofa and rubbed his eyes and solemnly picked up the magazine.
Looking at her husband's appearance, Chen Fangrong covered her mouth and snickered, as if she hadn't done this action for a long time.
"No, it's impossible, there's no misprint."
Ming Yuanchen's eyes widened to the limit and looked at Chen Fangrong.
"There can be something wrong with that."
Chen Fangrong's eyes widened and she said incredulously.
"You, what's wrong, it's just that there has been a big oolong in the economic data released by Dongshi this year,"
Ming Yuanchen's face was full of disgust, there were many mistakes and omissions intentionally or unintentionally, some of them were missing, some were intentional, and there were many reasons, but what if the number of sales of my daughter's album was true.
Ming Yuanchen thought about it, he didn't look at the data first, but flipped back, and saw in the back that in the recommendation of the editor-in-chief of Fengyun magazine, the editor-in-chief of Zhao analyzed Ming Chuhan's album almost as a single, and analyzed five songs in succession, full of admiration, at this time Ming Yuanchen realized that this might be true.
When he looked up, his eyes were bright, he ignored his wife, he took the magazine and walked outside,
"Xiao Li, you know this magazine."
He asked his assistant, a girl who had just graduated from college for more than a year.
Xiao Li glanced at the magazine and immediately laughed,
"Chairman, I read this magazine every week,"
"Oh, you said it couldn't be wrong with the data."
Ming Yuanchen pointed at the position where he hated the night.
Xiao Li looked carefully for a while, and she looked at her boss in surprise,
"Boss, this, this is not really the eldest lady, right?"
Xiao Li's eyes were round and a little cute, which made Ming Yuanchen proud, well, this feeling is really a bit special.
"Hehe, hehehe, it's indeed my daughter, hehe, it's just a little surprising to me, you said that this data is not possible or wrong."
"Hahaha, chairman, you're really funny, if you ask about this album, I can say for sure that it's right, it's 300,000 copies,"
Xiao Li immediately laughed when he heard the question of the chairman who has always been majestic and wise,
"I've seen the last few issues of the magazine, let's put it this way, the first week of the eldest lady's sales were only thirty or forty thousand, the second week was 80,000 copies, and the third week reached 300,000 copies, which surprised everyone, some commentators said that this is a realistic version of Cinderella's story, how can it not be true, now the music critics have to comment on this album and the eldest lady every week, and I also bought a copy to enjoy after reading these comments,"
Xiao Li took out an album of Ming Chuhan from the bag in the corner of his desk, and Ming Yuanchen saw that it was the album released by his daughter.
"Well, why didn't I hear this album playing, otherwise I would have heard it as soon as I heard it."
"Boss, you said that you want to keep the office quiet, I don't dare."
Xiao Li stuck out her tongue, she also defeated dozens of applicants to get this well-paid position, but she didn't want her boss to think that she didn't know how to advance and retreat and was finally fired, so she could go home and enjoy the album again.
"Oh, oh, yes, yes, my fault, my fault, um, so, Xiao Li, you work hard, go to the video store and buy 200 copies, no, 300 albums, one for each of the employees when you come back, and buy some of the newspapers and magazines you said, well, go and come back,"
Ming Yuanchen's eyes were bright at this time, and his voice was loud.
Ming Yuanchen returned to the office, Chen Fangrong gave him a blank look,
"What, did you reply this time?"
"Hahaha, worthy of being my daughter, a general in the midst of thousands of troops and horses to capture the flag, domineering."
Ming Yuanchen's face flushed with excitement.
"Isn't that my daughter?" Chen Fangrong said angrily.
"Our daughter, our daughter, haha," Ming Yuanchen touched his flat head,
"The first cold gave us a big surprise. Ha ha. ”
"Then you don't object to her becoming a singer in the future."
Chen Fangrong finally asked the question she was most concerned about.
"Alas, you, you don't know how smoky the entertainment industry is, Chu Han released two albums, became famous, and just retreated bravely, it is best to marry into a wealthy family, fortunately, she is a singer, not an actor There is not too much nonsense, and it is much easier to marry into a good family."
Ming Yuanchen was not very satisfied with Chen Fangrong's reaction in this regard.
Ming Yuanchen put the disc into the stereo, and the room sounded with the unique voice of Ming Chuhan.
"Lao Tang, do you know, my daughter has released an album in the early cold, well, the second best-selling album on the Fengyun Music Chart, hahaha, how is it, hahaha, you are also envious of my life, can your daughter compare with my daughter."
Listening to his daughter's song, Ming Yuanchen made a phone call excitedly and vigorously publicized his daughter's great achievements.
Looking at her very proud husband, Chen Fangrong's joy and excitement retreated, and from her husband's words, she knew that the father and daughter had to fight.
Chu Han has always scoffed at Ming Yuanchen's daughter's greatest contribution to the family is to expand her connections through marriage, but Ming Yuanchen has not changed his original intention, but his vision is higher, and this time it is even more strange to live in, because now his daughter's fame means that there is a greater possibility, and this family has to continue to be broken.