Chapter 3: Walter Yenikov

Epic Records, a subsidiary of Columbia Records, is the company Jackson said he was in. Speaking of Columbia Records, it can be traced back to the era of the gramophone. Columbia Records can be said to be a microcosm of the development of records.

Columbia Records was founded in 1889, you must know that Edison's invention of the phonograph was only in 1877, and the difference between the two years is only 12 years. Columbia Records made the world's first 12-inch pavement record in 1948, and in 1965 set up a branch in London, becoming a record group across Europe and the United States. However, in 1989, Columbia Records was acquired by the Sony consortium for $2 billion, becoming one of the five largest record groups of the 20th century.

Many of the most famous singers in later generations came from Columbia Records, and it can be said that Columbia Records itself is a legend among record companies.

After Lin Yu sent the lyrics, he returned to his original ordinary life, but he was still very anxious, who knows if this letter can reach Jackson's hands, others may not have the same vision and hobbies as Jackson.

Just when Lin Yu was worried about the songs he wrote, at this time, he was in Epic Records, a record company in Washington, D.C., USA.

In the past two years, with the downturn in the U.S. economy, the situation of Columbia Records has not been much better, although it is not a loss, but it has also squeezed its peers, fortunately, there are still a few big-name singers in the company. But even so, the company is really far from the previous situation of making a lot of money.

He has been looking for a path that is enough to revive Columbia Records, this path can be an album, a song, or a person, this is the record company, sometimes one person, one song is enough to make the company strong, Columbia Records itself is very strong, all that is needed now is a road to recovery, a jump to let Columbia Records continue to walk, even more brilliant. The history of Columbia Records is enough to put all the record companies to shame, and he doesn't want the descendants of Columbia Records to point their noses and call themselves rubbish.

Walter Yennikov sat in his office early every morning, before the rest of the staff arrived, and made himself a Blue Mountain coffee.

He likes the bitterness of Blue Mountain coffee, and when he takes a sip, the bitter and slightly astringent taste instantly fills his entire mouth. Then Walter Yennikov took a deep breath and poured a cup of coffee into his mouth in an instant, and this time, the bitterness of Blue Mountain coffee was exerted to the extreme, invading his whole body.

Walter Yennikov was used to this kind of beginning, he liked this feeling, and he had to remind himself all the time that he couldn't forget that the current Columbia Records was like this Blue Mountain coffee, although it was bitter, but after the bitterness it was endless. He firmly believes that as long as he works hard and the whole company works hard, then God will bless him, and God will personally bring him a cup of coffee, and it is also his favorite Blue Mountain. Although he didn't think about drinking coffee with God.

"Let's work." Such beginnings appear every day.

Walter Yennikov sorted out the materials at hand, and since it was just over the weekend, he had accumulated enough documents on hand for two days to keep him busy for a while, which he had already processed a little by the end of the week. Walter Yennikov had a headache about these documents, and he typed through them, and they were basically trivial things, so leave them to his subordinates to do, but many key places still need to have their own autographs.

When I was struggling with the mess of the company, I suddenly heard a hollow but somewhat urgent knock on the door of the empty office.

Walter Yennikov was a little surprised to hear the knock on the door, you know, it was still very early, at first, he thought it was his assistant or secretary, but after listening carefully to the knock, he knew that it was definitely not one of them. Although the knock on the door seemed to be very smooth, it still felt a little hurried when you listened closely, which was enough to let Walter Yennikov know that this man should be a little nervous now, although nervous, but not flustered. Then there is the loud knock on the door, which is exactly telling himself clearly that he has something very important to come to him.

I looked down at my watch, it was still early at this time, and there was still half an hour before I got to work, and the person who came to the company so early to find myself seemed to be quite familiar with his own schedule, which was enough to show that this person should be a very careful person. Despite this, Walter Yennikov said, "Please come in." ”

Walter Yennikov looked at the door with some curiosity, wondering who had come to him so early in the morning.

When the door slowly opened, it revealed a slightly mature but not old-fashioned face, and even if you look closely, you can find that this person is a little immature in his stability, and he looks vigorous.

Dressed in an ironed straight suit, with the white shirt exposed at the neckline, Walter Yennikov looked at the person in front of him, feeling a little familiar, but he believed that this person must be an employee of his company, but he didn't know which position he was in, but he knew that the person who could leave an impression on himself, but he couldn't remember his name, must have frequent contact with him in the company, and his position must not be very high.

Thinking about it this way, Walter Yenikov was a little puzzled, what was the matter with this person looking for himself, looking at the document bag he was holding in his hand, Walter Yenikov was the first to speak: "Young man, is there something to find me?" ”

"Yes, President, please take a look at these sheet music, which I found yesterday when I was looking through the company's letters." The young man said to Walter Yennikov as he entered.

"Oh? Found yesterday? Walter Yennikov frowned slightly.

"Yes, President. After finding out about this yesterday, I handed him over to my manager, Mr. Carry. The man continued.

"Handed over to Karry? What does Kari think? Hearing that it had been handed over to the manager of his department, Walter Yenikov asked casually.

He also wants to know what kind of level his subordinates are, so that he can let them work with confidence in the future.

Mr. Cary took one look at them and threw them into the garbage basket. The young man said helplessly.

"One look at it and throw it in the garbage basket?" Walter Yennikov frowned.

Believing in his own men, Walter Yennikov had too much hope for the few pieces of paper in his hand, believing that it was just a way for the staff to recommend himself to him. But for the reason of professional guarding, he still opened the letter sent by courier in his hand, and when he took out these pieces of paper, just the top song sheet had already attracted his eyeballs.

"Oh God, is this true? Are you really going to have coffee with me? "------------------------------------------------- new books for collection and recommendation!! Recommend!!!! Collection!!!!