What is social death?

This is called social death.

"Come, Zhou Yi, please give your acceptance speech."

Seeing the moment Zhou Yi closed the door, the joyful Sun Yanzi stood up from the sofa with a jump-

Stepping over the back of the couch that blocked her in front of her, she clenched her right hand into a fist and handed it to the man's mouth in the shape of a microphone, and playfully raised the eye-catching theme on the internal promotional document in her left hand.

“……”

Zhou Yi, who was speechless, squinted at Zhou Jianhui, who had made great progress in Qi cultivation and kung fu, and raised his hand to snatch the folder in the woman's hand without looking.

"You know, Ayi, the Japanese have always liked to use relatively pompous words in terms of propaganda."

Zhou Jianhui coughed twice, and the corners of his mouth were also unstoppably raised under the reflection of the lenses: "Warner Japan has collected your information and discovered your advantages in appearance and figure."

"In addition, there are also people on the Taiwan media side who have exaggerated what you are a once-in-50-year encounter or something like that, so the Japanese have polished it a little more."

"So, this polish is doubling the fifty years? I still have the nickname of Little Emperor or Emperor Yi, why don't they use it? ”

With one hand, he slapped away Sun Yanzi's left hand that was jumping to take the folder back, and Zhou Yi sat on a single chair casually and shook the folder in his hand.

"Once in a hundred years is not enough, right, do you still want to be an emperor in the past?" The hippie smiling Sun Yanzi rubbed the back of her hand and smiled from ear to ear.

"Don't force me to buy you a once-in-a-millennium beauty newsletter in Singapore." Zhou Yi, who flipped through the documents in hand, pursed his lips with disdain: "If there is no black material, I can make a large string of black material for you out of thin air." ”

"Come on, come on, whoever is afraid of whom, you buy it and I will buy it."

Sun Yanzi, who was close to Zhu Zhechi, raised Erlang's legs and swayed, and said with a smile: "I'll buy you five thousand years - Ano, five thousand years is too long, I will buy you a draft of the most handsome man in four thousand years." ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Shameless."

Zhou Yi, who couldn't see her so idle now, turned his head to look at Zhou Jianhui, who was running coffee by himself: "She has nothing to do?" Finished recording the song? Finished shooting promotional materials? Don't want to go back to Taiwan to prepare? ”

"Slightly."

Yanzi Sun, who grimaced at him, snorted twice: "I'll record the song soon, ok?" ”

"Yes, I don't know who recorded the song before and recorded crying, crying and saying that he wanted to eat chocolate." Zhou Yi, who heard the words, raised his eyes, stared at her for a few seconds, and then said a sentence that instantly broke through her psychological defense-

Ahh!!!hh

"How do you know this?! Who whistleblower?! ”

At this time, Sun Yanzi's face couldn't hold back, she felt a little panicked, and she was a little crazy in her heart.

Previously, when she was recording the title song of the same name on the second album "The Happiness I Want", she was always unable to find the beat because this song was too difficult to sing, and she cried after not recording it for a long time, and wanted to eat chocolate after crying.

Since Zhou Yi was not in the Warner Building at that time, Stefanie Sun never told him about her black history.

She was ready to take this secret with her.

As a result, this coldness was carried out by Zhou Yi, and the inexplicable sense of shame can be imagined.

Now she was so embarrassed that she toes on the ground just by thinking back to the scene.

"Not all the people in this company are good or bad for you and your team." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows proudly.

Zhou Jianhui, who couldn't see the two of them making trouble in his office, knocked on the table: "Okay, Ah Yi, you prepare yourself, if the effect is good, you may need to go to Japan to follow the publicity, and calling you here is to give you the propaganda plan prepared by the Japanese side."

"And you Yanzi, hurry up and shoot promotional materials, there is still a month before the release of your new album."

After taking out a translated promotional document from a drawer and putting it on the desk, Zhou Jianhui showed his momentum as a general manager.

Honestly talking about touching fish in his office, what kind of system it becomes.

These two people are getting bolder.

Dare to despise him as a general manager now, and he doesn't dare to think about what he will do in the future.

"Oh."

Sun Yanzi reluctantly responded, moved her feet grindingly, grimaced at the gloating Zhou Yi and then rushed out of the office.

"Oh yes, there's one more thing, Warner Japan asked me to ask about the copyright of the cover of your song."

Seeing Zhou Yi come over to get the documents, Zhou Jianhui said with a smile: "Your results in the Chinese area are too eye-catching, plus there are Zhuyu who became popular after South Korea bought the covers of songs such as "Happy Worship" and "Have to Love", and they now also want to try whether your music can be adapted to Japan." ”

“？”

Zhou Yi, who was still looking at the propaganda plan, raised his eyes, and his expression was obviously a little surprised: "Japan? Are you sure? ”

To be honest, the level of the Japanese music scene is the best in Asia, both in terms of music diversity and the market as a whole.

He can still understand South Korea's purchase last year, after all, the Korean music scene at this stage has also begun to decline and seek transformation, coupled with the small market, it is normal to be on the safe side.

But...... Japan?

Instinctively, he thought of the song "The First Dream" he wrote to Zhang Shaohan: "The first dream? ”

"What? No, no, what Warner Japan wants you to license are the three songs "Stubborn", "The Wind Rises" and "Those Years". Of course, just like you wrote songs for Xiao Yaxuan and Zhang Shaohan, after the Japanese version is released, you can also get a share of the sales as a composer. ”

As an international company, this form of authorization between branches is extremely common, and it is also one of the advantages of international companies.

Ordinary musicians may not be able to contact Zhou Yi if they want to cover it, but Warner Japan can easily contact them through the internal network.

"In addition, last year, the Korean cover of your "Happy Worship" and "Have to Love" combination were all popular, and the song "My Microphone" can also be called a small fire.

"In addition, the song "Title Song of Love" you wrote for Xiao Yaxuan actually made it to the charts in South Korea for the first time, and the sales were also very good.

"What SM means do you have a similar piece on your hand? They can pay you to write. Or if you want to learn Korean, you can just write the lyrics and compose the music, and they are willing to accept it, and even other companies are willing to join the competition. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Jianhui's face was about to burst into laughter.

In the past, he used to buy songs for Warner's first sister Zheng Xiuwen, and he often contacted South Korea, and he would turn over a fire song.

It's good now, the offense and defense are easy to type, and even the Japanese market can't wait to come over and spend money to buy songs, unlike last year, where you have to bargain for deductions and searches, this year you can sell it as long as Zhou Yi nods.

It's a good feeling!

He will soon be the president of Greater China, and if he continues to maintain this momentum, if Zhou Yi can conquer the Japanese market, then it will not be a dream for him to be promoted to president of Asia.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Jianhui's heart was extremely hot.

(End of chapter)