I'm almost a Muggle

Brother, can you please stop showing off your words?" Pei Qinhu also felt aggrieved.

"Territory, ecology, strategic layout." After saying one word, he grabbed a handful of leaves and threw them at his younger brother. Pei Qianlong, a very smart man, was forced to become a fool.

After being beaten several times, Pei Qinhu finally understood something.

"Mr. Lin wants to create an entertainment empire, and the music world is part of this music empire. He needs this field to have his own voice and strong influence."

Pei Qianlong took a few deep breaths and began to explain to his brother.

"Influence?" Pei Qinhu was finally not hopelessly stupid, and finally understood where his plan went wrong.

Mr. Lin wants to establish the influence of Krest Culture Media in the music world. If you find a group of cheap Internet celebrities, they can have a shitty influence.

"So, the best strategy is to advertise first, on various platforms and countries, and then spread it all the way." As expected of a big boss with a background in public relations, he took the lead in advertising from the beginning.

"How much will it cost?"

"You have to use half of it for hype." Pei Qianlong's words almost scared his cousin to the point of peeing.

Of the 200 million working capital, half of it is used for speculation?

"No, this is such a waste of money. All the money is spent on hype. How can you still have money to hire celebrities? If the stars are not powerful enough, how can they be influential? Mr. Lin will still not agree to it." Pei Qin

Hu shook his head repeatedly.

Pei Qianlong lay weakly on the chair, feeling that the sky was getting dark.

What does Mr. Lin like in this guy that makes him take charge of such a big project?

Frankly speaking, he was a little jealous of his younger brother.

Director of the Public Relations Department, this position is actually not as good as his brother's Meow Music Director.

There is a saying in the company called "little president".

For example, the president of Miaozhao.com, the president of Miaoer Music, the president of Miaoya Live, the president of Miaotail Cinema, the president of Miaoyan Visual Effects, etc.

This means that if these independent projects develop in the future, it is possible to establish subsidiaries or even go public independently.

At that time, these directors will rise up and become presidents directly.

You see, Wang Kuo has been cultivating the successor of the distribution department from the beginning, and has clearly set out to independently operate Miaozhao.com.

Even a blind person knows which one is more promising.

"Brother, you are speaking. Why don't you speak?" Pei Qinhu was still wondering.

"I fainted because of your anger. I just woke up." Pei Qianlong couldn't lie down anymore and decided to let Mr. Lin see his strong working ability through his younger brother.

We can't continue to be like this.

I also want to rise, I also want to be the president.

"Brother, you like to be sarcastic. How can we spend more on advertising and save money?" Pei Qinhu asked for help from the side in an almost coquettish tone.

nausea!

Pei Qianlong kicked him away, stared at him and said, "Now imagine that I am a famous singer, and you invite me to give it a try."

"Oh, you are my brother. If you are a singer, then you still need to invite me."

"Fuck, it belongs to your uncle."

Pei Qianlong couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up and gave his cousin a good beating amidst the dancing golden ginkgo leaves.

After the session, I immediately felt refreshed.

Pei Qinhu was lying on the ground and almost screamed.

"I'm going to call and tell your dad and mom. If you hit me, I'll see what you do during the New Year."

"This Chinese New Year... I won't go home!"

After a while of fussing, Pei Qianlong still had to correct his cousin's petty ideas.

"Mr. Pei, we plan to invite you to our music festival. Do you have time?"

Pei Qinhu obeyed his cousin's request to play role-playing.

Pei Qianlong picked his ears with his little finger and asked impatiently: "Who are you? What music festival?"

"Uh..." Pei Qinhu was a little dumbfounded. His brother was such a good actor.

"Oh, I haven't heard of the Miaobang Music Festival, but it's not impossible. The appearance fee is probably two million."

"Brother, at your level, you want two million?"

Why don't you want Bilian at all? Didn't you agree from the beginning that she would be an ordinary singer with an appearance fee of 200,000 yuan?

Jay Chou's appearance fee has already gone up. He only paid 3.5 million for singing three songs in a row.

You, a singer who originally received an appearance fee of 200,000 yuan, actually asked me for 2 million yuan.

"Are you feeling unconvinced? But the reality is that you have no reputation at all and can't even compare to the V-list. If you want to invite celebrities to an event, you think you can invite them if you want.

Well, I’m asking for two million in order to persuade you to quit directly.”

"Then what if I grit my teeth and agree?" With 200 million as his backing, Pei Qinhu has no shortage of confidence.

"You spend two million to hire a singer worth only two hundred thousand. Do you think this will make Mr. Lin look at you differently?"

Pei Qianlong sneered.

His brother stopped talking.

"But if you spend 100 million on advertising, whether it's a billboard on Fifth Avenue in New York or a subtitle on the left of Neon TV, you can even capture Girls' Generation alive and let people in the target area know about such a global brand.

The grand music event makes people feel that only the most popular singers in the world are eligible to participate. Even if you don’t give me money, I will go.”

"I see!"

What an enlightenment!

Only then did Pei Qinhu suddenly realize that no wonder he couldn't spend all 200 million no matter how much he calculated.

Even if all the top music celebrities are hired, one million people on average would be enough.

Two hundred million can be used to hire two hundred people.

One song lasts five minutes, plus other chatter, and the whole show lasts for sixteen hours.

Who can hold a party that lasts for sixteen hours?

"You know shit, do you know how to operate the advertisement after finishing it?" This is probably why Pei Qianlong feels that it is too troublesome to use the best method, and he has to teach himself step by step.

"Just invite someone." Pei Qinhu giggled.

"It's stupid and wasteful. You spent 100 million on advertising and you did this?" Pei Qianlong picked up the fan next to him to fan his anger.

"Brother, can't you just finish it in one breath?" Pei Qinhu was dissatisfied.

He is obviously a factory owner in the East, but he still wants to be a sleeping dragon and a phoenix. Have you ever asked Brother Qixi and Brother Sanpang for their opinions?

"Sigh, I don't know if you are too lazy to think, or if you are really clueless," Pei Qinhu gave up completely, and he taught in detail: "You can organize voting in several target areas, for example, give Neon five places.

, let netizens select five singers or groups. This voting process is the process of establishing the influence of Miao Er Music. Can you understand me?"

"Brother, you are so cool." Pei Qinhu praised.