Business Closed Loop: Starting with Ringback Tones to Take Down Giants

"Jiang Yilei, what are the key points regarding moral and ethical conduct?"

Wang Song's shout broke the silence in the studio.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at him.

"Urgent!"

"Quickly, give it to me and make a copy." Wang Song leaned on the table.

"If we fail the final exams, the innovation and entrepreneurship support program can give us a delayed payment."

"We can't sell the song, but the person gets expelled from school because of failing a course."

"Damn it, boss, why didn't you say so earlier?" Ma Xiaojun was the first to jump up.

He was completely immersed in his online novel world and couldn't extricate himself.

It was even more difficult for him to forget that he was a junior majoring in Mao Zedong Thought.

Jiang Yilei frantically rummaged through his notes in the drawer while complaining:

"Boss! You're talking about exams at such an important time? Those proposals are still on their way!"

"It's because it's important." Wang Song took the crumpled notebook she handed him.

"It's done, we're student entrepreneurs."

"No way, let's just pack up and go back to class."

"The song won't disappear; we can save it for next year's Super Girl competition."

He patted the notebook in his hand: "Cheer up, everyone. Review what you need to review. The sky isn't going to fall."

Before he could finish speaking...

The fax machine in the corner suddenly started ringing, and the paper feed rollers began to turn.

All the movements in the studio were frozen in time.

The group exchanged glances, put down everything they were doing, and quickly gathered around.

Wow! The Golden Legend!!

Jiang Yilei snatched it away, his eyes quickly scanning the header.

SkyNet Ringback Tone Division.

"6.5:3.5, prepayment of 200,000..." Her voice trembled slightly.

(65% of them belong to other people.)

"We promise to label all channels as co-produced."

"Two hundred thousand, hehehe, two hundred thousand!"

"How much do we have left in our studio's public account? Less than two thousand yuan."

"There's more!" Jiang Yilei turned to the second page.

"We are willing to have our ads displayed on the operator's homepage for seven days, and we have offline operator stores in thirty cities."

She looked up, her eyes brimming with undisguised joy.

"Boss, they really came according to our rules."

"How about we go with them? They'll be the fastest to arrive."

Li Ran and Zhou Tao exchanged a glance, both seeing the same shock in each other's eyes.

It's not just about money, it's about names; it's about truly etching their names into the industry.

Chang Sisi covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes again.

This is worlds apart from the 30,000 buyout offered by that scammer before.

Wang Song smiled and said, "This is the treatment we deserve. Let's wait a little longer."

The fax machine rang again.

The second sheet of paper.

"You're very quick on your feet!" Jiang Yilei reported loudly.

"The profits will be split 7:3, with an advance payment of 180,000."

"Provide resources for pushing newsletters about the Super Girl auditions next quarter."

"Super Girl channel!" Chang Sisi grabbed Yao Beina's arm.

"Senior, it's a text message from Super Girl!"

A double victory, making him famous overnight.

The studio instantly became lively, filled with cheers and exclamations.

They all looked at the freshman sitting in the main seat.

At once.

That's ridiculous.

Wang Song walked over and folded the two pieces of paper together: "Quiet, quiet, there might be more. Let's read them all first."

Jiang Yilei sat back down at his computer desk.

"Boss, we have this too!!!"

"Tch~~ Split it 50/50, and the promotional resources will be determined depending on the situation."

Jiang Yilei has shown his true colors; she's seen all sorts of delicacies.

"The revenue sharing is not bad, it actually allows us to take 6%, but the premise is that they require an exclusive license for five years."

"And the channels for promotion are a bit limited."

Wang Song quickly glanced through it.

These small SP (service provider) plans either have outrageous profit sharing or only require a prepayment of tens of thousands.

Some even had their company seals stamped crookedly, so much so that people didn't bother to look at them and just left them on the corner of the table.

Penguin, Sina, and Tom are online.

The fate of the giants marks the end of the bidding process.

Wang Song counted and found that they had received only fourteen copies, which far exceeded their expectations.

"Boss..." Jiang Yilei's voice was dry, "Which one... should we choose?"

"Isn't the situation quite clear now?"

"Either use the air network or be mobile."

He picked up Tom's online fax.

"8:2, no prepayment written, full of procedural terms and conditions, compliance review."

"They also asked us to send someone to be stationed on-site to coordinate."

"Who's going?"

"These three," he said, pointing to the three giants.

"One thinks the distribution channels are like fathers, another thinks the processes are like mothers, and the third wants to take everything home at any time."

"They never considered us as partners from the very beginning."

Only two plans remained on the table.

SkyNet, mobile internet.

"At least these two companies are betting that we can succeed."

"Now," Wang Song said, looking at everyone, "choose one of the two."

Chang Sisi was the first to raise her hand, "I want the contestants to be on Lingtong, the Super Girl channel... it's very tempting."

Zhang Zhen nodded. "I think so too. With a better connection, maybe my senior sisters won't need to go through the preliminary selection."

Ma Xiaojun scratched his head, "SkyNet gives us more revenue and money, and it's a co-production..."

Chen Shu also offered her opinion, which was unusual for her.

"In the long run, brand value is more important than short-term popularity."

"Quiet down, everyone," Yao Beina said.

She picked up the two proposals and placed them side by side.

"Sky Gambling is run by our team."

"I'm betting on the explosive growth of the Super Girl competition."

"In the former case, during the cooperation phase, both parties will obtain each other's resources; this is cooperation."

"But the latter has too many uncertainties. What if our Super Girl results don't meet the standards?"

"You could be abandoned at any time; this is a one-sided gamble."

All eyes were once again focused on Wang Song.

Wang Song smiled and said, "I choose SkyNet."

Do you think SkyNet has a channel for Super Girl?

Yao Beina nodded. "Definitely."

"That settles it."

Wang Song waved his hand.

"Will those with more chips go all in like we do?"

"Won't."

"Having access to well-established channels is tempting."

"But have you ever considered why they would be willing to make this channel available?"

He picked up the proposal: "Because they don't have any good singers of their own."

"They need us to go on Super Girl, to go through the same thing. To put it bluntly, we're their guinea pigs."

"Then let's go back to SkyNet."

"If we really manage to advance further on the Super Girl stage, will they really not help us make it happen?"

Chang Sisi lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes, and thought for a while before finally raising her head: "I trust the boss."

"I believe it too," Zhang Zhen replied.

Wang Song nodded and looked at the others: "Does anyone else have any objections?"

No one spoke.

"Okay," Wang Song decided.

"Vice President Jiang, reply to SkyNet and schedule a time to meet and discuss the contract."

"I replied to the news outlet, thanked them for their sincerity, and hope to have the opportunity to cooperate on the Super Girl project in the future."

He paused for a moment: "Be polite in your tone, leave room for maneuver. The world of martial arts is small, and we'll meet again in the future."

"Everyone else, reply using the template."

Chang Sisi loosened her grip on the hem of her clothes.

She took one last look at the Lingtong proposal on the table.

Where no one could see, he threw the piece of paper from his pocket into the trash can.

Jiang Yilei took a deep breath, sat down at the computer, and began typing.

channel?

It seems a hole has been pried open.

The greasy-haired fat man held the newly arrived message, his face ashen.

"You chose SkyNet? There are still 14 other service providers offering quotes?"

He slammed his phone on the table. "It'll be hard to fool the promising talents from the Central Academy of Drama, the Central Conservatory of Music, and the Central Conservatory of Music in the future."

"They'd rather give it to a student team than give it to us again."

"Fortunately, they didn't disclose the conditions of each company, otherwise, we would really be out of options."

"Damn it, let's try setting up a studio too."

"Damn it."

After the event ended, the bespectacled man stood at the entrance of the teahouse for a while.

These demos are probably completely unsellable. Otherwise, why don't you actually try to imitate them?

Ding Ruru's office.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, what's wrong with my student? Say something! Is the signal bad?"

"Who said a few days ago that my students were causing trouble at the Central Conservatory of Music? Do you remember?"

"How boring, it hangs up so quickly."

Ding Ruru, holding her teacup, dialed another phone number.

"Hey, Lao Song, my student lured two students away from you, and I'm feeling pretty bad about it. As for SkyNet..."

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"Their students are self-reliant, unlike us old guys."

……

It was evening.

Wang Song brought back two plastic bags of snacks and drinks from the school store.

"Let's have a little celebration today," he said, piling the things on the table.

A celebration banquet that couldn't be simpler.

But everyone ate with great relish.

"Once the money arrives, we'll have a nice meal together."

"Long live the boss! \(≧▽≦)/~"