My wife is in my arms

Chapter 908, Album Three

"How many!?"

After taking a shower, Liu Fei heard her agent say something and thought she had misheard, so she asked again.

"Six million eight hundred thousand in two and a half hours"

Li Xiaohong stared in amazement at the data displayed on the iMusic platform on her phone screen.

Zhang You's album would sell well; this was already a consensus among her agents. But no one expected it to be this popular. Even though the growth rate of the data has slowed down a bit, this is only a pre-sale, and it's not the time for actual sales yet.

Once sales begin.

A new wave of growth is inevitable.

"So many!?"

Even the usually composed Liu Fei was shocked by this data.

"If we remain silent for ten years, we will do so in silence; but when we do, we will shock the entire music industry."

Li Xiaohong exclaimed, "This one album alone is enough for these two to live on for a lifetime. We originally estimated the total sales of this album to be around 20 million. The main reason we could make that prediction was because the songs sung by Zhang You and his wife Jiang Yiren were of exceptionally high quality. But we never expected that just one pre-sale would sell so many. Everyone said Jiang Yiren was naive, but now we know that this woman is the shrewdest woman in the entire entertainment industry. From now on, anyone who wants to talk about how rich their husband is in front of Jiang Yiren will have to think twice. This album alone has directly put the couple's annual income into the list of the richest celebrities in the entertainment industry this year, and they're close to it!"

"..."

Liu Fei remained silent.

She had never achieved such success before. Not to mention her, in the entire music industry, no album had ever sold this much money before Zhang You.

She wouldn't have believed it if the facts weren't right there.

"When the pre-sale data comes out tomorrow, the music scene will have another well-deserved super king. From now on, any female artist who runs into Jiang Yiren should serve her tea and water. She married such a husband, had a daughter, and will soon have two sons. Even if a female artist wants to shake her position, it won't be easy. So this woman is really shrewd!"

Li Xiaohong sighed again, then laughed, "I reckon Han Hui's going to go crazy tonight. This woman had her daughter work as Zhang You's personal assistant earlier, thinking she'd do it for a while, then find an opportunity to talk to the couple about making her Zhang You's manager. But this lazy brat is so lazy, she quit after only a few days! The manager of a superstar… that opportunity just slipped away! If it were me, I'd whip that brat to death tonight! So many people dream of this opportunity, and she just throws it away like that!"

"Deserves to be punished"

rare.

Liu Fei expressed her agreement.

As a renowned female singer, she has already reached the pinnacle of the industry. In reality, even if Zhang You becomes a superstar with this album, he would still be on par with her, since female singers and superstars are essentially the same.

But Zhang You's presence is so impressive that even she feels inferior to him. For example, his album has such high pre-sale numbers.

"A once-in-a-century event"

Li Xiaohong sighed again, saying, "If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang You will become a super king who surpasses all other singers in the music scene. I really don't know why Jiang Yiren let him out! It would have been better to keep him at home. He's already been raised for ten years. If he were raised for another ten, by the time Zhang You is in his forties, his voice will be completely ruined by alcoholism and smoking. At most, he'd be a behind-the-scenes music producer. Now, it's like releasing a tiger into the jungle. With someone like him around, life won't be easy for anyone."

One "Special Voice" has already put pressure on everyone.

But this pressure wasn't very real until the album was released. Everyone will then truly feel Zhang You's terrifying popularity and influence.

Black clouds are threatening to destroy the city.

......

in the room.

Lin Shirong kept dodging the goji berry water his wife was personally feeding him, pleading, "Can you please leave me alone? I'm over fifty this year."

"People say a man in his fifties is at his prime, like the rising sun, but you can't say no." She reached out and pressed the back of her husband's neck, waiting for Lin Shirong to drink the goji berries his wife had prepared for him—the water was practically invisible, just a sea of ​​bright red goji berries—with a look of utter despair. Only then did his wife smile contentedly and say, "Rest for a bit, I'll need you later."

"At your age, can you please not be so frightening?"

Lin Shirong gave a wry smile and said, "My two daughters are so grown up now."

Having witnessed the cutthroat world of business and various tactics along the way, he has long since developed the ability to remain calm in the face of adversity.

He wasn't so bad when he was young, but as he got older, he didn't encounter anything he was afraid of, except for his wife.

Looking back over thirty years, he always had to coax and trick his wife into bed. He never imagined that more than thirty years later, his wife would start coaxing him. Although this is a kind of cause and effect, men and women are different.

A man in his twenties can cause a huge mess.

A man in his fifties is already quite capable if he can ensure his prostate is functioning properly and avoid getting water on his shoes when he goes to the bathroom. But when it comes to that kind of thing... he really has the will but not the strength.

Besides, he's been soaking these goji berries for so long and hasn't seen any effect. He might as well find a good aphrodisiac prescription and get some Chinese medicine to drink for a while!

"No matter how old your daughter gets, it won't stop you from fulfilling your duties and obligations as a husband."

Lin Bao'er's mother replied with a smile.

I'm really not in the mood today.

Lin Shirong spoke up.

“You haven’t been in the mood since the beginning of the year. If you had depression, I would have Bao’er take you to see a doctor, but you don’t seem like that at all, not even when you get out of bed or leave your room…”

The words hadn't even finished.

The door to the room was pushed open, and Lin Bao'er, dressed in her pajamas, walked straight in. She looked at her father, who was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, and said directly, "Dad, Zhang Xiaoyou's album has surpassed seven million pre-orders!"

Lin Shirong turned his head.

Even Lin Bao'er's mother looked at her.

Seven million!?

Lin Shirong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped out of bed, grabbed his eldest daughter and said, "Let's talk outside, how long?!" As they walked, Lin Shirong asked.

"Less than three hours"

Lin Bao'er replied.

"Fuck"

As the former boss of EE-Media, Lam Sai-wing certainly knows what the data represents. A single is a single, and a single that sells well means that the song is of good quality. However, an album can reflect a singer's appeal, influence, and other strengths.

"Come back quickly after you've finished speaking."

The voice of Lin Bao'er's mother came from the room.

"Don't rush me, or I'll go to an internet cafe for the whole night."

Lin Shirong said angrily.

"Remember to buy a pack of cigarettes, a bottle of Coke, and a bag of betel nuts. Get the three deadly items ready. Anyway, it's the same whether you're here or not."

(End of this chapter)