Huayu, my cheat code is a bit strange.

Chapter 67 The Queen (Please read on, please recommend, please do everything!)

Hong Kong International Airport.

As Gu Xiao dragged her suitcase forward, she glanced back at the tarmac with dissatisfaction, muttering to herself:
"What kind of ridiculous rule is this? It's completely inhumane and will go bankrupt sooner or later."

You Jianming followed behind him, rubbing his temples helplessly.

"You've been nagging me the whole way, aren't you tired? I'm tired of listening to you."

He added, "And this isn't just a Cathay Pacific issue. No airline will let you bring a squirrel into the cabin unless you buy a private jet."

Gu Xiao asked thoughtfully, "How much does it cost to buy a private jet?"

You Jianming looked speechless: "What's wrong with you now?"

"How much?" Gu Xiao repeated.

You Jianming gave him a deep look, and said with a half-smile, "There are big and small ones, the small ones are tens of millions, and the big ones are hundreds of millions."

Gu Xiao was somewhat surprised: "It's cheaper than I expected."

He thought he would at least start with three small goals.

You Jianming choked for a moment, then reached out and vigorously rubbed his head, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Stop bragging! You should save up for a down payment on a house first!"

Gu Xiao broke free in dissatisfaction, thinking that she had already solved the down payment problem for her house.

With four million after tax, it's more than enough to buy a courtyard house outright, let alone make a down payment.

As they spoke, the two men and several assistants arrived at the arrival gate.

As soon as I stepped out of the glass door, I saw a driver in a black suit holding a sign that read "Mr. You Jianming" and waiting quietly not far away.

"Hello, Mr. You."

After verifying his identity, the driver respectfully took the small piece of luggage from You Jianming's hand. "The car is ready, please follow me."

The group followed the driver through the crowd to a Mercedes-Benz van.

The driver opened the car door, and You Jianming bent down to get in first, followed closely by Gu Xiao.

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The car moved slowly forward in the lane.

You Jianming stretched his shoulders, and the leisurely expression on his face gradually disappeared.

His voice was not loud, but very solemn: "Gu Xiao, business is business. There are some things we need to clarify now."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiao turned her gaze away from the scenery outside the window and looked at You Jianming, indicating that he was listening.

“We agreed that you would use the song ‘Purple’ in exchange for the opportunity to act as ‘Ouyang Yujian’.”

You Jianming said calmly, "Now that I have fulfilled my promise and your scenes have been successfully completed, according to the agreement, you must relinquish all copyrights to this song, retaining only the most basic right of attribution."

His gaze was fixed on Gu Xiao, not missing a single subtle change in her expression.

After Wang Fei's team conducted an initial assessment, the value of this song had already increased significantly, and he did not want to cause any trouble.

Gu Xiao replied calmly, "I understand."

You Jianming's tense expression eased slightly, and he gave his assistant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, a wink.

The assistant immediately took a contract out of his briefcase, turned around and handed it to Gu Xiao.

"This is the copyright transfer agreement, please take a look," You Jianming said.

Gu Xiao took the contract; it wasn't very thick, but it was clearly laid out.

He flipped through the pages with his fingers, quickly scanned them with his spiritual vision, confirmed there were no problems, and signed directly.

Seeing him sign without blinking, even though he had expected it, You Jianming still felt a pang of jealousy, thinking to himself, "What a spendthrift!"

Half an hour later.

After arriving at their hotel and quickly dropping off their luggage, the group rushed to Sony Music in Wan Chai.

The receptionist had already been notified, and after verifying their identities, a well-dressed female assistant led them through a corridor filled with posters of the company's artists.

It was at this time that Gu Xiao learned that Jay Chou, Wang Leehom, F4, and Harlem Yu were all artists working with Sony Music. While marveling at this, she also gained a deeper understanding of the company's formidable strength.

Before long, the group arrived at a spacious reception room.

The reception room is very soundproof, completely isolating it from outside noise.

After taking their seats, Gu Xiao asked curiously, "Mr. You, are there any record companies in China that are on par with Sony Music?"

Yu Jianming said, "Of course there are. In the same tier, there are Warner, EMI, and Universal. Slightly less prestigious ones include Rolling Stone and Emperor Entertainment."

Gu Xiao smiled wryly: "There isn't a single one from the mainland."

You Jianming sighed, “The mainland’s entertainment industry is developing slowly. It is far inferior to these established industries in terms of capital scale, production level and business operation experience.”

Gu Xiao gently patted her knees, lost in thought.

They didn't have to wait long before the door to the reception room was pushed open.

Several staff members entered first, and then the appearance of a figure seemed to freeze the air in the room.

Wang Fei.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, with no makeup and her hair casually tied up, exuding a cool and aloof aura.

Wang Fei's gaze swept lightly across the room, lingering on You Jianming for a moment as a greeting, before landing on Gu Xiao, a clear hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"Hello, Mr. You." Her voice had a unique magnetism, calm yet polite.

"Faye, thank you so much for your help this time." You Jianming smiled and stood up to exchange pleasantries.

Wang Fei nodded slightly, walked straight to the head seat and sat down. Without any further formalities, she turned her gaze back to Gu Xiao and chuckled softly:

"You're Gu Xiao, the author of 'Purple'? You're so young."

Gu Xiao nodded awkwardly, "Hello, Sister Wang Fei."

"Don't be nervous, just call me Sister Fei."

Wang Fei looked him over, as if trying to find something on his face: "I've read the song. The melody and lyrics are very interesting. It's not something someone your age could write."

Gu Xiao's expression became even more awkward. "Just a stroke of luck."

You Jianming smiled and smoothed things over, saying:

"Faye, Gu Xiao is a top student from Beijing Film Academy in mainland China, she is exceptionally talented."

Wang Fei remained noncommittal, but nodded to the music producer beside her.

The producer understood and distributed several contracts to everyone present, beginning to discuss the details of the collaboration.

Gu Xiao listened in for a while; the content was largely the same, involving finalizing matters such as copyright, funding, schedule, and coordination for publicity.

Aside from the HK$35 prepayment that slightly surprised him, there was nothing else new or interesting.

He was more curious about the producer himself, who was speaking eloquently, than about the commercial contract.

Zhang Yadong.

This renowned musical talent, hailed as the godfather of mainland music, has created hit songs for many famous singers such as Wang Fei, Pu Shu, and Xu Song, and has won numerous awards.

In his past life's memories, what the public talked about more than his musical talent was his "legendary" romantic experiences.

His list of goddess-level girlfriends is dazzling and can be called a role model for us.

The person currently by his side seems to be the future "national goddess" Gao Yuanyuan, right?

Just as Gu Xiao was marveling at Zhang Yadong's tumultuous love life, she suddenly felt her sleeve being gently tugged.

He looked up and noticed that Wang Fei's female assistant had moved closer to him at some point.

The female assistant pointed to the door of the meeting room, mouthed "eat" to him, and then whispered:
"Sister Fei, please. This won't be finished anytime soon."

Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Wang Fei, who was at the head of the conference table.

Wang Fei nodded slightly to him, a faint smile on her lips.

Gu Xiao thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)