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Chapter 404 Sales Explosion

According to the original schedule, the last song was supposed to end at 10 o'clock, but those who know, know, the fans definitely wouldn't let the concert finish according to the schedule.

In particular, a large portion of the fans who came to support He Daqi were also novices, just like He Daqi himself. This was He Daqi's first time holding a concert, and it was their first time attending one.

More than 40,000 tickets were sold. Normally, the Workers' Stadium can accommodate nearly 70,000 people. However, in order to improve the viewing experience, a three-sided stage was used, with one side reserved for the audience to place the large screen.

There are tens of thousands of people shouting that they don't want He Daqi to leave. If He Daqi really leaves on time, judging from the atmosphere, there will probably be a lot of trouble.

So the original plan to end at 10 o'clock was broken, and it was dragged out for an hour. Only when He Daqi repeatedly said that he was really tired did the fans reluctantly leave.

He Daqi was definitely not really tired; the effects of He's Strengthening Pills were still guaranteed. But even if he wasn't tired, he was hot. On this late summer night, he had been jumping, dancing, and singing for four hours straight. He Daqi was now a perfect example of what it means to be drenched in sweat.

Fortunately, his disheveled appearance garnered some sympathy from his fans; otherwise, it's hard to say how late it would have ended.

He Daqi comfortably slumped in the back seat of the van, enjoying the cool air from the air conditioner. Soon, he felt much more comfortable.

Once again, he pushed Zhou Huimin, who was shamelessly trying to snuggle up to him, aside, pressed her head down with his left hand, and took out his smartphone with his right hand to open his contacts and make a call.

"Brother Rui, you're not asleep, are you?"

"No, congratulations on your great start. Today's concert was a great success."

Wang Rui didn't expect He Daqi to call him at this hour, but he didn't ask why. He knew He Daqi's temperament and knew that He Daqi would explain the reason later. So Wang Rui gently said congratulations and then stopped talking, waiting for He Daqi's response.

"Haha, thanks, Brother Rui. I'm calling you so late because there's something I want to tell you. I was afraid I'd forget it tomorrow morning, so I called you as soon as the concert ended."

The resistance he felt in his left hand disappeared. While making a phone call, He Daqi turned his head to look at Zhou Huimin and noticed that she was just pouting at him. Knowing that he was on the phone and not coming over to bother him, He Daqi withdrew his hand from her head and began to concentrate on his call with Wang Rui.

"What is it?" Wang Rui lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked softly.

"I encountered a lot of problems with this concert, the biggest of which was scalped tickets. So I want Yabo.com to set up a new project, an online ticketing website, specifically for selling concert and movie tickets. We need to work with Tencent on this. We definitely can't do it on our own because the ticketing industry is too chaotic right now. It's not easy to get involved when there's only one player in the industry."

As He Daqi was talking, he felt Zhou Huimin leaning closer, but she didn't snuggle up to him. Instead, she pressed her ear against the smartphone in He Daqi's hand, listening to him talk to Wang Rui on the phone.

"Ticketing website? Concert tickets and movie tickets? Wait a moment, I'll turn on my computer to check something."

Wang Rui was surprised and stubbed out his cigarette. He really didn't expect He Daqi to talk about such a serious matter so late at night. After responding to He Daqi, he put his phone on the desk, pulled over his laptop which was charging, and started typing on a search engine.

He Daqi, who was in the nanny van, was not in a hurry. He put his phone on speakerphone, placed it on his lap, and began to close his eyes and rest.

He Daqi didn't have to wait long before Wang Rui's voice came through the phone: "Daqi, this website involves a lot of things. We might have to reapply for a payment license. Our current license level doesn't support this business, and as for me... you know, I definitely won't be able to get it approved..."

"No need. We can just use the one from Tencent and the one from Taobao. We don't need to apply for a payment license separately. Besides, once Yabo.com goes public, your restrictions will be lifted, Brother Rui. It's not too late to apply then. We don't even need to apply under the name of Yabo.com. Applying under the name of the live streaming platform is the same."

"I see... This needs to be thought out carefully. When are you free, let's meet and discuss it in detail."

"Tomorrow, I'll come to your company in the afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, He Daqi was just about to open Yabo.com to check the discussions among fans about today's concert when he felt his ribs being gently poked twice.

"Daqi, are you planning to start another company?"

"No, this project is still under the 'Wind and Rain Together' project, just like Wind and Rain Live and Wind and Rain Video. It's a project parallel to Yabo.com."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin came over again with a smile. This time, He Daqi came over quickly and didn't push her away. Zhou Huimin hugged his arm and snuggled against him.

"Why did you suddenly decide to create a ticketing website? Just because scalpers cheated you out of your money?"

"I don't even earn as much as they do from a single concert! Is this what you call cheating? This is ripping off my wallet! Why should they make so much money off my fans?!"

Today's concert was completely sold out, with over 40,000 people. Just thinking about it makes Ho Ta-chi angry.

He spent a lot of money to prepare for this concert, aiming to greatly improve the atmosphere and quality of the concert. He spent more than 20 million on the sound system alone, not to mention other equipment. His intention was good, to give back to his fans and give them a better experience. However, the fans' money was made a fortune by scalpers. It's no wonder that He Daqi is upset right now.

He was already a bit irritable after jumping around for four hours, and sitting in the nanny van thinking about this matter made him even more irritable, so he hurriedly called Wang Rui despite it being past eleven o'clock.

Zhou Huimin chuckled, nestled her head into He Daqi's arms, and said with a smile, "Isn't this how it's always been? Scalpers have always done it this way. Now it's your turn, and you're not happy about it?"

He Daqi was too lazy to respond to her and closed his eyes, pretending to be dead.

Not long after, the door of the van was opened, and Chen Shuangxi got in carrying a bunch of food boxes. Along with him, there was also a strong aroma of barbecue.

He Daqi's stomach rumbled.

"Brother Long, drive faster. I want to get back and eat something as soon as possible. I'm starving," He Daqi ordered.

"Okay, got it, sit tight."

Qin Long agreed readily, but his speed wasn't much faster than usual. Fortunately, it was past eleven o'clock and there were few cars on the road, so it didn't take too long to get back to the villa from near the Workers' Stadium.

Upon arriving at the door, He Daqi asked Zhou Huimin to carry the two large food boxes inside first, while he took a small beer can from the trunk and followed Zhou Huimin into the villa.

Under Zhou Huimin's curious gaze, He Daqi used a tool to unscrew the vent valve on the top of the keg, then turned on the tap and filled a large glass with draft beer.

Without even using any barbecue to fill my stomach, I gulped down a big mouthful of draft beer, and the heat instantly dissipated.

"Awesome!" He Daqi let out a satisfied burp before opening the food box, taking out a skewer of grilled meat, and starting to eat.

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He Daqi's album sales have garnered significant attention within the industry, with everyone knowing that his album sales were expected to be substantial. However, no one anticipated such explosive sales figures, not even He Daqi himself.

Because He Daqi had previously instructed Liu Ying that this album was not intended to be profitable, the physical album was of very high quality. The first batch consisted of one million copies. Considering that physical album sales were generally average at the time, they planned to release them gradually.

Unexpectedly, the music and record stores sold out on the first day, especially in Beijing. Fans who couldn't buy concert tickets could only support He Daqi by buying albums.

So the record store owners witnessed the explosive growth in physical album sales a few years ago. Young girls or couples kept coming in to ask if they had any of He Daqi's albums. After seeing the owner shake his head, they would rush out to the next record store.

The million albums didn't even last a week before they were completely sold out.

There was no other way but to ask Hong Kong Huanya to urgently start production again and rush to produce another two million sheets.

Those fans who boasted online about buying a dozen or twenty copies of He Daqi's albums were basically met with a barrage of criticism. Of course, there were also dissenting voices, such as asking if the person actually sold the albums they had.

This situation gave industry insiders the illusion that the market for physical albums seemed to be booming again.

Many singers sometimes meet at galas or commercial performances, and they jokingly exchange a few words, asking each other if seeing such a grand occasion makes them want to release an album immediately.

Of course, no one would be foolish enough to rush into releasing an album just to test the waters, but seeing He Daqi's reckless attitude, many people were secretly astonished.

Is this guy here to clean up the Chinese music scene?
That doesn't make sense either. His album also has six foreign language songs, so why is it so popular?
No one can answer this question because the distributor of He Daqi's album is currently in a happy predicament and doesn't have time to collect detailed statistics.

The reason for my annoyance is quite simple: those six foreign language songs.

Originally, it was planned to be released throughout Asia, and then a batch would be gradually released to North America to test the waters, since He Daqi now has a fan club in Bald Eagle.

Back then, Huan Ya relied on two albums by Vivian Chow to establish distribution channels throughout Asia. As a result, domestic demand is already quite high, let alone supplying Asia.

Judging from the current momentum, it's very likely that three million copies will be sold domestically in a month, which is already quite alarming.

If this were to be released in South Korea and Japan, given He Daqi's charisma there, Huanya could only imagine how many tens of thousands of copies it could sell annually.

……

"Daqi, you can't possibly surpass all my album sales with just one album, can you?"

Zhou Huimin spent a long time calculating on her smartphone, but the more she calculated, the more outrageous it seemed. She couldn't help but kick He Daqi, who was playing King of Fighters with his two children, and asked him a question.

"I don't know. Maybe it will pass. Right now, the fans are still in the novelty phase, which is why they are buying albums in such a large way. This has also attracted many casual buyers. Let's see after this month. Maybe they will stop buying them."

He Daqi was multitasking, torturing his beloved son while answering Zhou Huimin's questions.

With a knockout, the beloved son was eliminated, and the beloved daughter launched a new challenge.

Unfortunately, the little girl couldn't defeat the big boss either. He Daqi gave her a good slap on the head, which made the two kids pout and chase He Daqi away. They weren't going to play with him anymore. It seemed more interesting for the two siblings to play each other like chickens.

"Come on, let's do it." After being chased away by the two little ones, He Daqi was still not satisfied. He turned on another computer, grabbed Zhou Huimin's arm, and wanted to give his wife a good beating.

Zhou Huimin has no masochistic tendencies, so she couldn't play along with He Daqi's antics. She glanced at He Daqi, pulled her arm away, turned around and sat back on the bed, continuing to fiddle with her phone.

When the marimba rang, He Daqi took out his phone and saw that it wasn't his phone ringing, so he looked up at Zhou Huimin.

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong?"

“Vivian, try to persuade Daqi again. Who releases an album and then immediately holds a concert? With such good sales, he should at least do a national tour, right? He can’t miss South Korea and Japan, and he’s also booked a few shows in the United States.”

You could tell from her voice that Liu Ying was quite happy at the moment, because she was clearly joking when she said those words.

“Okay, I’ll try to persuade him.” Zhou Huimin immediately agreed to Liu Ying’s suggestion, then smiled and made eye contact with He Daqi, playfully shaking her head.

"Hehehe, if Daqi really agrees, remember to let me know. I'll fill his schedule when I have time. Okay, let's get down to business. Huanya is preparing to release Daqi's album in South Korea and Japan next week, and Daqi might need to go there to do some promotion. I know he'll definitely refuse if I call him, so Vivian, you really need to persuade him about this."

"Okay, Xiao Liu, you go ahead with your work. I'll talk to him properly."

The phone call seemed to remind Zhou Huimin of something; her eyes lit up, and she stared at He Daqi for a long time without saying a word.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, He Daqi muttered under his breath, "Why are you staring at me? Are you going to eat me?"

“Yes, I’m going to tear you apart.” Zhou Huimin stood up from the bed with a smile, came over and took He Daqi’s arm and hummed softly, “Daqi, I suddenly remembered that you accompanied me when I was doing concerts a few years ago. How about I arrange dozens of concerts for you? Including the ones abroad, I’ll accompany you this time, and we can treat it as a trip.”

Upon hearing this, He Daqi shook his head vigorously, recalling the intensity of Vivian Chow's back-to-back concerts, and repeatedly waved his hands in refusal.

"I can agree to hold one event each in South Korea and Japan, but forget about the others."

"No way, one show isn't enough. We need at least two shows in each country, plus the Bald Eagle. Domestically, we'll have a tour, starting with thirty shows."

"I think you want to get thirty lashes."

(End of this chapter)