Returning to the millennium, starting by targeting financial tycoons.

Zheng Yuan, who had wanted to run away, ultimately decided to stay.

no way.

Qin Hanyang gave too much, and he really gave a lot!

He even negotiated the details of the contract's costs on the spot.

The guaranteed fee for signing the contract alone is 10 yuan, which is much more profitable than being a resident singer in Guangdong Province!

In addition, Qin Hanyang promised to build him a million-dollar recording studio, and he was responsible for selecting all the expensive equipment on the purchase list!

It feels so good to have complete trust in him!

"A gentleman will die for one who understands him, Mr. Qin."

Zheng Yuan was deeply moved, never expecting to meet such a benefactor in such a small place.

It's a pity there was no wine on the table, otherwise Zheng Yuan would have loved to show off right there and then.

Qin Hanyang smiled and said, "The funds can be transferred immediately. How long will it take you to get the recording studio ready?"

"At most half a month!" Zheng Yuan said.

"Two-thirds of the year has already passed. Can you produce three singles for me by the end of the year, as required by the contract?"

Qin Hanyang was not some selfless philanthropist.

His requirement is simple: to produce a certain number of works each year.

"I promise to double the quantity."

Zheng Yuan was not ignorant of the law; he understood the terms of the contract very well.

But he didn't mind at all, because he had several unfinished songs that were in the final stages, and he could release them all at once after the recording studio was finished.

"That's good. You should also know that the traditional record era is gradually declining and is destined to usher in a change. I hope you can be the guide this time."

"And what about you?"

Success doesn't have to be achieved by me; I'll stand behind you and support you.

Qin Hanyang actually wanted to say that he was afraid of being criticized.

The rise of the ringtone era, in the eyes of later generations, became the beginning of the decline of the Chinese music scene.

These "online singers" were subjected to a terrible barrage of criticism.

"President Qin! I will definitely not let you down."

This pep talk came somewhat suddenly, but Zheng Yuan still fell for it.

He didn't know why Qin Hanyang thought so highly of him.

The key point is that even his die-hard fans don't have such high expectations of him.

Hmph... You still say you're not my fan? You've been exposed.

Qin Hanyang paid no attention to Zheng Yuan's inner thoughts; he just felt a bit lucky.

Qin Hanyang never expected that his trip to Guangzhou to extort money from Ding Sanshi would bring back such a treasure of a singer as Zheng Yuan.

In fact, he has always been paying attention to all kinds of news, both online and offline.

The ringback tone feature has been successfully verified in South Korea. In May of this year, China Mobile first piloted it in Shanghai, simply copying and following the business model.

As a mobile operator, China Mobile is still figuring things out as it goes.

But Qin Hanyang knew that ringback tones would definitely be in high demand, and the only thing they lacked now was content providers!

Qin Hanyang established the media company with this in mind!

He even considered using his advantage as a reborn person to copy those wildly popular ringtones.

Although he wasn't a professional, even if he was at his worst, he was still quite satisfied with the money he earned from copying "Mice Love Rice"!

However, now that he had happened to meet Zheng Yuan, Qin Hanyang felt more at ease entrusting this matter to such a professional.

"Yuan, is there anything else you need to ask? You can contact President Tang."

Qin Hanyang shook his head and smiled, "Apart from your personal works, the music director's promise is still valid, but you'll have to consider the department members yourself. I hope the people you bring in aren't just some Tom, Dick, Harry, or scum."

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I'm not from a ragtag group. I have the professional eye I need. I really don't look down on street singers who don't have the talent."

Zheng Yuan patted his chest and assured him that Qin Hanyang had practically handed over all the power in the department to him, including the organization of its personnel.

Moved, he reiterated, "My friends are all highly skilled and won't embarrass me."

"Okay, then I look forward to your work."

After discussing some more details, Qin Hanyang sent Zheng Yuan away.

We originally planned to provide him with additional accommodation, but he said he was willing to stay in temporary staff dormitories and was just waiting for the funds to arrive so he could get things started on the recording studio.

In addition, his first priority was to recruit talent, contacting his friends in the industry such as Linghua and Zeng Yi to share the good news of getting close to a powerful figure.

Inside the office.

Only Qin Hanyang and Tang Lin remained, so he took the opportunity to discuss the mobile ringback tone service with her.

"You mean, we should proactively seek cooperation with telecom operators then?"

"That's right, it's a two-way street. Operators are definitely actively seeking out record companies for hit songs to boost their brand awareness, but whether these songs will be hits or not is anyone's guess."

"So you don't think Zheng Yuan's work will be a hit, do you?"

"I trust my intuition."

"..."

Hearing Qin Hanyang's resolute tone, Tang Lin fell silent.

But she had witnessed Qin Hanyang's inexplicable confidence far too many times, and at this moment she actually forgot to question him.

"Furthermore, my idea is that if we're going to do this, we should go big and strong, becoming the largest content provider in the country. Zheng Yuan and his few friends alone are far from enough!"

"Could it be... like a record company, signing more singers?"

Tang Lin felt that she had guessed Qin Hanyang's plan and teased, "Don't think that just because you got a few million from NetEase, you can sign a few singers with that kind of money, or it can withstand your kind of frivolity."

In the end, there was a subtle hint of warning in his words.

Upon hearing this, Qin Hanyang smiled and shook his head: "Of course I'm not that arrogant, but I think we can try a different approach. Instead of signing singers, how about we go with an agency?"

Tang Lin asked疑惑地问道: "Agent?"

"good!"

Qin Hanyang continued, "Let's broaden our horizons and target the Hong Kong and Taiwan markets. We can partner with record companies there, acquire the music agency rights for their artists, and use our methods to help them with marketing and ringback tone promotion in mainland China. How about we take a cut?"

Tang Lin said, "Hong Kong and Taiwan... this channel seems feasible, but in recent years, many of their actors and singers have become famous in mainland China thanks to pirated DVDs, so they don't seem to need our promotion, right? And as far as I know, their prices are higher than those in mainland China."

Qin Hanyang shook his head again: "We only help them promote newcomers."

"Huh? Isn't this a gamble for us too?"

Tang Lin frowned; in her opinion, Qin Hanyang's move was far too risky.

They cover the initial promotion costs, but whether the work will become a hit is still uncertain.

Qin Hanyang shrugged: "There's nothing we can do. You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. The record companies in Hong Kong and Taiwan aren't stupid. Otherwise, why would they give this distribution right to a small company like ours?"

"That's true."

Tang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

She almost thought Qin Hanyang was going to target Delong again.

She was genuinely terrified of this kind of exploitative practice.

"These people are not well-known in mainland China at the moment, so you can focus on getting in touch with them."

Qin Hanyang casually picked up a piece of paper and a pen from her desk, scribbled something down, and handed it to her.

Tang Lin took it and looked at the several lists of names on it. She examined them carefully: "JJ Lin, Eason Chan, Jolin Tsai, Sam Lee... I've never heard of any of them. Where did you get to know them?"

"Please, ma'am, we have the internet these days!"

Qin Hanyang made up a random excuse.

As for singers in mainland China such as Pang Long and Dao Lang, he plans to communicate with Zheng Yuan gradually later.

It's a pity that Jay Chou is already incredibly popular, otherwise he could have really gotten involved.

"Also, regarding communication with the record company, you and Zheng Yuan should discuss it and send someone over to finalize things as soon as possible."

After Qin Hanyang finished giving his instructions, he turned to leave.

But seeing that Tang Lin didn't react, he looked over:

"Why aren't you saying anything? Is everything alright, Mr. Tang?"

"There's no problem for now, but if I hear you call me 'big sister' again, then there'll be a big problem."

Tang Lin feigned anger.

Qin Hanyang didn't expect that calling her "elder sister" would make Tang Lin a little grumpy.

But women's sensitive spots are complicated, and he was already used to it, so he quickly put his hands together and said with a grin:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tang, whether you believe it or not, in my eyes you've always been a little girl. You can even call me uncle if you'd like, I wouldn't mind."

"Hmph, trying to take advantage of me? Get lost!"

Despite this, Qin Hanyang's serious expression made Tang Lin laugh.

But what pleased her most was Qin Hanyang's use of the word "little girl".

After the latter left, she quickly pulled out a small mirror from her desk drawer and looked at herself with satisfaction.

"It's okay, no wrinkles, but I'll still have to put on a face mask when I get back."

......

As soon as Qin Hanyang came out of Tang Lin's office, Xie Feiji immediately jumped up from his workstation, staring intently at him.

Five words were clearly visible in his eyes.

Give me an explanation.

He had taken advantage of the time Qin Hanyang went inside to interrogate Chen Xiaohong and the others for a long time, but the latter did not dare to say anything without Qin Hanyang's orders.

Xie Feiji is still completely baffled.

But judging from the way Chen Xiaohong and others addressed him before, he had some guesses.

"Come with me, and I'll talk to you slowly."

Qin Hanyang looked at him, then turned and walked out the door.

"Uh...it's not time to leave work yet, let's talk about it after I get off work."

Xie Feiji suddenly had a brain fart and, being stubborn, looked at Chen Xiaohong with a troubled expression.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaohong was both amused and exasperated:

"Just go when I tell you to."

"oh......"

Xie Feiji gave a blank reply and quickly chased after him.

As they descended from the office to the first-floor hallway, both remained silent.

Once the sun was shining on him, Xie Feiji finally couldn't help but ask:

"You...you're not their boss, are you?"

"Um."

"You mean this factory where you said you'd work?"

"That was just me bragging to save face. My place isn't even as big as a factory."

Qin Hanyang made a joke, seemingly as a form of self-reflection.

But to Xie Feiji, it sounded like Versailles!

"You didn't even say this was your company, fuck you!"

Xie Feiji finally couldn't help but swear, and then he suddenly remembered what Qin Hanyang had said earlier.

"That... about going to America that you mentioned not long ago."

"That's true, I really went. Mr. Tang was with me. You can ask him if you don't believe me. I even have a photo with Steve Jobs, I can show it to you later."

"..."

Xie Feiji glanced at the green trees in the flowerbed next to him, and he wanted to smash his head into them.

"Why didn't you take me with you?"

"Didn't you not believe it?"

"If you were my brother, you should have slapped me across the face and then tied me up."

"Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."

Amidst a chaotic and unreasonable argument, Xie Feiji gradually accepted this reality.

"So you just tricked me into working for you, huh? Why didn't you make me a vice president? Why did you make me your menial assistant?"

"Don't even mention vice president, I could put you in the top position in this company, but do you think... you're up to the task?"

When Qin Hanyang got down to business, his expression turned serious. "Besides, Chen Xiaohong and the others have been taking extra care of you. Otherwise, your internship would have been even harder and more tiring than it is now."

"That's true."

Surprisingly, Xie Feiji did not refute this time.

"But thankfully school is about to start, so I've finally made it through this summer job and can give my parents some peace of mind."

"Who said it's over yet?"

Qin Hanyang laughed immediately and retorted, "Did I say you could leave?"

"???"

Xie Feiji frowned and retorted, "Hey, am I supposed to be doing a summer internship? You think I'm not going to be studying at school when school starts? You're kidding me."

"Then I'm officially informing you that you've been promoted to a permanent position."

Qin Hanyang patted him on the shoulder again, "Besides, you don't actually think you can study properly in a junior college, do you? You slept through high school every day, and you're telling me you want to study? Telling me this kind of joke in this hot weather is too cold, buddy."

"Emm...that's true."

Xie Feiji scratched his head.

Qin Hanyang said, "Come to work whenever you have time. You can't learn these kinds of experiences in school."

If Xie Feiji had a proper undergraduate degree, Qin Hanyang would never have resorted to this kind of forced growth.

Qin Hanyang also knew that Xie Feiji had become even more outrageous in colleges and universities.

In high school, he would come to school during the day to sleep and spend the night in internet cafes. When he went to college, he didn't even go to school and often skipped classes, which caused him to fail several courses by graduation. In the end, he had to confront the teacher at the door to get him let off the hook and barely managed to get his diploma.

However... a junior college diploma in this era is more useful than a bachelor's degree twenty years later.

In first-tier cities like Shenzhen, finding a job is easy, which can be considered a kind of era dividend.

However, Qin Hanyang didn't intend to morally blackmail Xie Feiji, and added:

"Of course, it's up to you. I won't force you. I had originally reserved a vice president position for you, but we'll have to find someone else."

"What does it matter if I'm a vice president or not? We're brothers. What's wrong with me doing your menial tasks for you for the rest of my life?"

Xie Feiji was initially reluctant to go to work.

But when he heard about the vice president's situation, he became really anxious. He had been bossed around for almost a month, and he wanted to experience what it was like to boss others around.

"Then I'll start as a regular employee and climb up step by step."

"OK."

Qin Hanyang smiled, everything was under control.

Xie Feiji asked, "So I'm on vacation now? I'll go back home, grab my luggage, and get ready for school. What are your plans?"

"I'll go with you."

Qin Hanyang was just about to go back and check in.

Just as Qin Hanyang was planning their trip together by car the next day, he suddenly received a phone call from his mother, Wang Huirong.

"Son, your uncle's house is almost finished, we're going over for a feast, just come over here."

"Oh no, we can't go."

"It's a pity... Class monitor Hu Ting and the others were still planning one last get-together."

At this point, Xie Feiji paused, then added, "I heard that Hu Ting, upon hearing that you were working away from home, even organized her classmates to donate money to you."

"Yeah......"

Qin Hanyang had some recollection of what he heard.

He had experienced something similar in his previous life, but he was unaware of it at the time; it was all the class monitor Hu Ting who made the decisions on her own.

Although his classmates meant well, it still shattered his pride as a grown man, leaving him extremely embarrassed.

On the contrary, we ended up owing a lot of favors!

After thinking it over, Qin Hanyang made a decision:

"How about this, I'll throw a graduation banquet and invite everyone to my grandma's house for a visit."