My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1589 First Place Seven
"Did my wife give you a gift? That's why you think so highly of her!?"

Zhang You asked with a smile.

"Firstly, I told your wife a few days ago during a recording that I wanted to sing one of your songs, and she immediately agreed. Later, I thought about it and realized I definitely needed to tell you about it. I've also written songs, so naturally I hope others will respect me. Putting myself in your shoes, I certainly have to respect you too! There are also some other things. Anyway, I really think your wife is a very good person."

Zhang Xiyu replied.

"All right!"

Zhang You replied.

Many outsiders know how good their own diva is; after all, she survived being beaten by security guards for so many years without running away. To say she's bad would be an overstatement. Zhang You also thinks she's great.

Looks pretty.

She has a good figure.

The key point is that when he first came here, they were still willing to support him. They owed so much debt to the beautiful Zhang, but they didn't shortchange him. If it weren't for... Now that he thinks about it, Zhang You is also helpless.

To be honest, none of them were initiated by him.

His relationship with Director Han Wei was because he was dedicated to art, and his relationship with the beautiful Zhang... well, it was Zhang who dragged him along. In short, he never took the initiative with any of them. Even with the singer Liu Fei, she came to him on her own.

But some things, once done, are done. No excuse or reason can cover up the fact that he wasn't a good husband. After a while, Zhang You spoke up to remind him, "You can sing the songs, but since it's a family song, I don't think you need to work so hard. You already have a lot of assets. If you hold a few concerts every year and take on some commercial performances, that's enough to live on for the rest of your life."

"I'd love to! But I don't know why, I can get a lot of commercial performances, but not many brands are asking me to be their spokesperson. King, what do you think is the reason for this!"

As she spoke, Zhang Xiyu asked a question instinctively.

"You really want to know!?"

Zhang You countered with a question.

"To tell the truth"

Zhang Xiyu said earnestly.

"You fired your styling team and got a new one. To put it bluntly, the looks your current team is creating for you are absolutely hideous. Look at your outfits at fashion events; they directly expose your body flaws. This will definitely affect your collaborations with high-end luxury brands."

Zhang You spoke his true thoughts.

He had wanted to remind Zhang Xiyu before, but then he thought that since they were from the same clan, she could like that kind of style, so he didn't say anything. Zhang Xiyu is not tall to begin with, and she always wears clothes that easily highlight her shortness. Also, he didn't know if she offended the stylist or what, but she actually wore a nude-colored patchwork wedding dress to one of her concerts.

Is it really that ugly!?

Zhang Xiyu pressed for an answer.

"It's uglier than you imagine. You'd look better in pajamas at your concert. Whether you want to change or not is up to you. With your current popularity and influence, you should have many brands wanting to endorse you, but why aren't they... If you don't believe me, you can have your agent talk to the brands."

Even Xu Qingya, a second-tier female singer, has taken on several endorsements.

It's ironic that Zhang Xiyu, a top-tier female singer in China, can't secure any endorsements despite holding so many concerts a year and generating considerable buzz.

Zhang Xiyu is already short, yet she likes to wear clothes that only tall people can pull off. Her stylist is truly beyond words. Just as she said, even wearing a slightly cute set of pajamas to a concert would be better than that.

Zhang You believes that Zhang Xiyu herself was more or less aware of this, but she had some misconceptions due to the difference between "how the audience sees her" and "how she sees herself." Perhaps these exaggerated clothes, which she herself designed, made her think, "They're absolutely stunning," completely ignoring other people's opinions that they're "terrible."

I'll talk to my agent in a bit.

Hearing Zhang You say this, Zhang Xiyu realized that there might really be a problem with her usual styling. Compared to being "ugly," which at most would be ridiculed by the audience, affecting an endorsement is no small matter.

After all, taking on one endorsement might be equivalent to her holding several concerts. The key is that being a brand ambassador requires relatively little time and effort. If things go smoothly, an advertisement can be filmed in two or three days, and if it goes slowly, it takes about a week. However, if she takes on three or five endorsements, her income might be equivalent to what she earns by working herself to the bone for a year.

in fact.

Someone had mentioned this to her before.

She didn't take it seriously, but now that Zhang You was saying it, it was different. This guy could judge whether a TV series was worthwhile just from a story outline, and his judgment was relatively accurate. This made her think a lot.

Or perhaps it's just that her look is too ugly.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xiyu continued, "Then it's settled. I'll sing five of your songs at my concert next month, and I might do it for several shows in a row."

As for Zhang You saying it would be free, only requiring him and Jiang Yiren to have dinner, that's one thing, but since they didn't discuss the price, she naturally couldn't not give them a penny. The more original a singer's songs are, the more they understand the importance of respecting others' copyrights.

The reason she asked Zhang You was to get a specific price from him. If it was too high, she would have to think about it. Since there was no price, she would just give whatever she wanted: 100,000 for one song, 500,000 for five songs, and transfer it directly to Jiang Yiren.

This price is neither low nor high.

It's better than nothing for Zhang You and Jiang Yiren, but it's also a way to respect original singers.

Don't push yourself too hard.

After chatting with Zhang Xiyu for a couple more minutes, Zhang You hung up the phone.

Among her fellow clansmen, she is the most hardworking female singer Zhang You has met since coming here, yet she is not exactly wealthy. That's just how people are! If you earn three thousand a month, you want five thousand; if you earn five thousand, you want ten thousand; if you earn a million, you want ten million.

He was able to maintain a relatively calm mindset, but the speed at which he made money through copying was exceptionally fast, so fast that... even Zhang You himself was starting to panic.

This is even with his instrumental music being free. If he had started charging for it from the beginning, Zhang You estimates his total assets would have increased by at least another six or seven hundred million.

However, everything has its advantages and disadvantages, and part of his current good reputation is due to the fact that his music is free.

It took about twenty minutes.

Zhang You returned to the singer's home in the small town of Blues.

"You're back!"

Upon seeing him appear, singer Liu Fei, who was dressed in her usual pajamas as she stayed home during her postpartum confinement, smiled and spoke.

Zhang You was momentarily dazed.

He thought of his own singer, Jiang Yiren, who would always say something like that whenever he appeared at home. Then Zhang You smiled and nodded to Liu Fei, who was sitting on the balcony, and then said "Mm".

This life... it's really like a man who left home and started a new family elsewhere.

(End of this chapter)