Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Yu Le put down the thermos and shifted to a more comfortable position.

"Producer Li, calm down. Business is business, we need to sit down and talk it over."

He pointed to Yang Nuo beside him.

"You can discuss the specific details of the cooperation with our Director Yang."

Li Ming turned to look at Yang Nuo.

The seemingly harmless little girl was now looking at him with a smile.

"Teacher Li, please have a seat."

Yang Nuo's voice was soft, sweet, and cloying, like freshly baked cotton candy.

Li Ming breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she's a young girl, so she should be easier to fool than that cunning old fox Yu Le.

Ten minutes later.

Li Ming wanted to travel back in time and slap himself twice.

That's completely wrong!

This is clearly a knife coated in honey! It kills without drawing blood!

"Mr. Li, your offer of a 50/50 split is indeed very sincere and is standard practice in traditional record contracts."

Yang Nuo leisurely twirled a pen in her hand, her face still bearing that irresistibly sweet smile, but every word she uttered was like a scalpel, precisely slicing through the profits of Wheatfield Company.

"But Teacher Li, the situation is different now."

"From lyrics and composition to arrangement, recording, post-production, and even mastering, Xianyu Entertainment has handled everything in one go."

She pointed to the hard drive on the mixing console.

"In other words, we provide the finished product. Wheatfield only needs to bring it to the table and give a shout-out. In this case, a 50/50 split? Do you think that's appropriate?"

Li Ming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Director Yang, you can't say that. Marketing and distribution costs are a huge expense! Radio ratings, TV advertising, offline distribution... all of that involves real money!"

"That's a problem that you wheat fields need to consider."

Yang Nuo slammed the notebook shut, her tone gentle yet uncompromisingly forceful.

"The song 'Invisible Wings' has already proven Sisi's market appeal. You've heard the quality of these three songs yourself; they're guaranteed to be hits once they're released. Rather than saying we're begging Rye Music to release an album, it's more accurate to say that Rye Music needs these three songs to boost their sales."

She paused, then held up the number six.

"June 4th. We are six, you are four."

"We have no worries about selling these three songs. I dare say that as soon as I release the demos, executives from other record companies will fly to Beijing overnight to have tea with me."

"It's hard to say who will win the awards for these three songs by then."

Li Ming's face turned pale and then flushed.

He knew Yang Nuo was telling the truth.

These three songs are of such high quality that if Wheatfield misses this opportunity and his competitors sign him, he'll probably be out of a job as the production director and could just pack up and go home to farm.

He gritted his teeth, looking at Yang Nuo's smiling face.

My heart is bleeding.

Those are the tears of capitalists.

"Fine... June 4th it is!"

Li Ming squeezed out those words through gritted teeth, feeling completely drained.

"make a deal."

After signing the contract, Li Ming looked like he had lost half his life. He walked away clutching the copied master tape, turning back to look at it every few steps.

That figure, amidst its desolation, carried a hint of tragic grandeur, mixed with a secret joy of having found a treasure.

Although giving away 60% of the profits is painful, the brand effect and subsequent traffic brought by these three songs will definitely make it a win-win situation.

After Li Ming left, cheers erupted in the studio.

"Yay! It's finally done!"

Liu Qianqian jumped onto the sofa and threw the cushion at the ceiling.

"Yu Le! I want a big meal! I want Peking duck! I want hot pot! I want to buy new clothes!"

Yu Le swatted the flying pillow away in disgust.

"Eat, eat, all you do is eat! Look at your face, it's almost as round as the full moon. If you keep eating, Wang Yuyan will become Wang Yuyan Plus."

He turned to look at Chang Shilei.

"Stone."

Yu Le tossed him a bunch of keys.

Chang Shilei caught it in a flurry of activity.

"Mr. Yu... Mr. Yu?"

"I'll be taking Sisi back to the film set for the next few days. I'll leave the studio to you."

Having spent the last few days together, and knowing Chang Shilei from her past life, Yu Le carelessly handed the key over to Chang Shilei for safekeeping.

He patted Chang Shilei on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Please take some time to record Hu Yanbing's two songs."

"Also, keep a close eye on all these precious things in the house. If you come back and find a knob missing, I won't let you off the hook."

Chang Shilei gripped the heavy bunch of keys tightly, feeling as if he were holding not just keys, but the whole world given to him by his boss, a heavy weight of trust!

This is a top-notch recording studio! How can you just hand it over to a newbie who's only been here a few days ago?

The look in his eyes towards Yu Le became even more respectful.

We absolutely cannot let the boss down!

"Mission accomplished!"

Chang Shilei pushed up his glasses, and a white light reflected off the lenses—the fighting spirit burning within the otaku!

……

Two hours later.

A taxi sped along the highway to the airport.

Outside the car window, the neon lights of Beijing rushed past, stretching into streaks of light.

Before leaving, Yu Le and Liu Qianqian said goodbye to Liu Xiaoli.

Yu Le specially bought a bunch of masks, Banlangen (a traditional Chinese medicine), and fever reducers. She repeatedly reminded everyone that the flu was rampant during this period, and it was best to stay at home and not go out. If you had to go out, be sure to wear a mask.

Under Yu Le's almost coercive attitude, Liu Xiaoli felt that he was making a mountain out of a molehill, but she had no choice but to agree.

At this moment, Yu Le was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a plane ticket, her feelings somewhat complicated.

Although this trip back to Beijing lasted less than a month, the gains were enormous.

Xianyu Entertainment has officially opened for business, with Yang Nuo as its head manager and Chang Shilei as its core technical expert.

More importantly, I truly have Liu Xiaoli and Liu Qianqian as family.

In the back seat.

Liu Qianqian was fast asleep, leaning on Yang Nuo's shoulder.

The little girl has been exhausted these past few days; the intense recording has drained her energy.

Now that she has shed her burden, her sleeping face is as serene as an angel's.

Yang Nuo was protecting Liu Qianqian's head with one hand, while holding a small notebook in the other, writing something densely on it.

"What should I write?"

Yu Le turned around and asked a question.

Yang Nuo raised her head and said in a low voice:

"We're doing the math. If the EP sells over 100,000 copies, plus the revenue from ringtone downloads... Boss, it looks like we're really going to make a fortune."

Her big, round eyes were filled with the symbol "¥".

"Promising."

Yu Le was amused by her and shook her head.

"This is nothing. Once 'The Story of a Noble Family' and 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils' air, and this girl becomes a household name across the country, that's when the real money will come in."

He looked out the window at the dazzling city night view, a confident smile curving his lips.

"At this point..."

"It's just an appetizer at best, enough to earn some pocket money."

It was already evening when the plane landed at Hangzhou Xiaoshan Airport.

The commercial vehicle sent by the film crew was already waiting at the exit.

After a bumpy ride, we returned to that familiar mountain valley in Xinchang.