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

"Come on, Li Jiajun, please put away your ID card and student ID."

"The account number is the student ID number, and the password is XM plus the student ID number."

"Next one, next one."

"Ma Bangde? Is this you?"

"Yes, I was very thin back then!!"

"Security, someone is impersonating a student from the Central Academy of Drama. Take them away and investigate."

There were so many people registering at the Central Academy of Drama that the five registration windows were completely packed.

They had no choice but to hire several security personnel.

Ma Xiaojun's hands were almost worn out from typing, but his mouth was still busy: "What are you writing, classmate?"

"Suspense".

"Great! I love suspense. I'll be the first to vote for you once you've finished writing it!"

Liu Jianjun didn't even look up; his hand moved so fast it was like a blur.

The intern next to me whispered, "How many entries per minute, Team Leader Liu?"

Liu Jianjun: "Don't ask questions, just get to work."

Chen Shu stood to the side, acting as a human megaphone.

"After registering, you can go back and type and submit your work. We will save it all in the backend."

"We will upload the information when the event goes live in five days; there's no rush."

……

Same time, different places.

Wang Song and Zhao Lan had just come out of the business hall of the Industry and Commerce Bureau.

Zhao Lan held three acceptance receipts.

Love is Not Blind (33 Days) Film & Television Co., Ltd.

Xianming Culture Holdings Co., Ltd.

Dragon-Driven Limited Partnership (Employee Stock Ownership Platform ESOP)

"Everything is done. The certificate from the school is really useful."

"When college students start a business, the paid-in capital can be injected in installments."

Wang Song nodded.

"How long will it take for the '33 Days of Heartbreak' project company and Xianming Holdings to be approved?"

"Employee stock ownership platforms can be put on hold, but these two cannot be put on hold."

Zhao Lan raised her head: "It could take three to five days, or as long as ten days to half a month."

"No, I have to go to the school and cry, otherwise it will be too late."

Ding Ruru's office door was ajar, and Wang Song politely knocked three times before entering.

"Not again?" Ding Ruru looked up at him. "What do you want this time?"

"Wasn't the venture capital already given to you in advance?"

Wang Song slammed the receipt on the table: "Teacher, could you... you know?"

"I'm really eager to start filming. You know, this isn't a difficult task for the Central Academy of Drama."

Ding Ruru picked up the license and glanced at it: "Love is Not Blind Film and Television Company... are you the legal representative?"

"Invest two million, Xianming will invest 70%, and you, Wang Song, will personally invest 30%."

Wang Song nodded. "Yes, the company still has some money left, and we made some money in the stock market."

Ding Ruru nodded, understanding Wang Song's meaning. "I understand. Go back now."

Hey, that's too slow, let me say hello.

He paused and added, "Okay, if anything goes wrong, you'll have to take responsibility yourself. Be careful with the stock market."

Wang Song nodded: "So, teacher, does the film production department have any equipment or anything like that?"

"It doesn't have to be too expensive. I can accept Sony for photography, but the stabilizer has to be Steadicam."

Ding Ruru's forehead veins throbbed.

"You've got quite the appetite, kid. The school's already helped you with the distribution, and you still want the equipment."

"Don't be like that, it's not like I'm not paying, I'm just trying to get a friendly price."

Wang Song thought for a moment, "Twenty percent of the film's revenue will be used for..."

"Hmm?" Ding Ruru looked up and glanced at him.

"Of course, it's for the renovation of practical equipment for junior students, integrating production, education, and research."

"Um!"

He pulled a piece of paper from the drawer and stamped it: "Letter of Connection for the Central Academy of Drama Film and Television Incubation Project".

"Take this to Old Zheng in the film production department and ask him about equipment, venues, and supplies."

Wang Song accepted it with a smile, "Thank you, teacher."

Ding Ruru waved her hand: "Don't thank me yet, Teacher Changli wants you to go there."

"Okay, I'll go in a bit."

Production Department Equipment Warehouse.

Old Zheng was a tall, thin man in his fifties, smoking a cigarette and listening to a tune.

"Teacher Ding has already given instructions. So, what do you want?"

Wang Song handed over the equipment list.

Old Zheng glanced at it, almost dropping his cigarette: "Arri camera? Steadicam? Jib arm? Slider? Lighting?"

"Do you even know how much this costs per day?"

"I know." Wang Song nodded.

He slammed the list on the table: "I can lend you the equipment, but on one condition."

"The end credits should thank the production department, and the equipment manager's name should also be included."

"make a deal."

Old Zheng, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, signed a lease agreement.

The rent section states that it is collected on a symbolic basis.

Wang Song traveled extensively within the Central Academy of Drama, listening to countless discussions from his classmates.

By the time he finished handing over the script and came out of Teacher Changli's office, it was already dusk.

It can only be said that the inevitability of history has still occurred.

Teacher Chang Li mentioned two points.

The reason given for casting Yang Shuo, a large man, as the male lead in the "Emblem" series, is that he is not good at playing an effeminate character.

Tang Yan is joining the team; you can decide on the role for Tong Yao.

Wang Song was also given a discretionary fee for extras, and meals were required, though the cafeteria would suffice.

This really put Wang Song in a difficult position.

What else can we do?

Slow down your paycheck, then get fat...

Of course, it's post-production and marketing! We can also issue internship certificates to college students!

Inside the Immortal Name Pavilion, registration closed today, and after much persuasion, they managed to get people to go back.

Chen Shu finally had a moment to glance backstage.

She turned to Ma Xiaojun and said, "A thousand people have registered today, that's terrifying."

Ma Xiaojun smiled and said, "They're all our classmates from the Central Academy of Drama. Good luck to them."

"The Matsu chief has quite a broad vision," Liu Jianjun joked.

Chen Shu gave a wry smile. "We underestimated the number of people trying to piggyback on our resources."

Even with shift work, the entire IP team was so exhausted they could barely lift their arms.

Wang Song walked in carrying large and small bags.

"Thank you all for your hard work. Theoretically, there will be a maximum of 2500 people. The next two days will be easier."

Over snacks and drinks, everyone shared their experiences and the difficult people they encountered.

I don't seem that tired.

Actors seek performances, equipment seeks producers, risks are mitigated by shell companies, and funds are used to profit from the stock market.

But when the immortals returned, all that could be heard at dusk was their grumbling and chatter. There were no more admonitions from the professors, only the clattering of gold coins entering their accounts.

Excerpt from "A Dictionary of Immortal Names"

At 8 p.m., Wang Song called Lao Chen to his office.

"Remember this model: for each of Xianming's film and television projects, register a dedicated company."

"Once the movie is finished filming, released, and revenue sharing is complete, the company will immediately liquidate and deregister."

Old Chen, being a shrewd businessman, immediately understood the solution: lock all risks into one company.

Wang Song paused for a moment, then said, "From now on, you, Consultant Chen, will be in charge of project initiation."

Old Chen nodded. "No problem."

Wang Song added, "There's one more thing. You need to be familiar with venue rentals in Yanjing."

"Here's a list of venues. Show me around Yanjing tomorrow."

……

That evening, news broke that the filming of "Immortal Name" had begun.

There were no fancy slogans, just a simple, straightforward statement.

"The film and television adaptations we're talking about are never just empty promises; they are actual filming projects that are about to begin shooting."

This inevitably sparked discussion on the forum.

"Has it been thoroughly investigated?"

Jiang Yilei pointed to a post on the screen about how members of the public can submit articles.

"This post only appeared yesterday, and similar posts have appeared since then."

The original poster is a long-time user of Rongshuxia.

"After the banyan tree changed, I spent some time on Tianya and had my posts deleted four times."

"I thought this was how my life would be."

"Today I saw the start of filming for 'Immortal Name' and saw a long line of students being filmed."

"I suddenly realized that story writers don't seem to need another one like me."

"I plan to resubmit those manuscripts that were taken from under the banyan tree to Xianming."

"If all the student essays in this competition end up being half-hearted, I'll never write stories again."

1L: "No, author, we all love reading your stories."

2L: "I also went from Rongshuxia to Tianya, and then to Tieba, and it's all the same."

"The fate of a post depends on the moderator. If you have a good relationship with the moderator, it will be recommended; if you don't, it will be buried."

3L: "I'm thinking of giving up too. There's no commercial return. I get millions of clicks, but I don't get a single penny."

4L: "The first thing Ning Caishen, Annie Baby, and Li Xunhuan did after they got ashore..."

"The first thing I did was to draw a clear line between myself and the internet; I really couldn't take it anymore."

5L: "I agree with the original poster. I also went to the blog, but nobody read it or commented."

"Those are plazas for elites, not for our grassroots community."

6L: "If Dangnian Mingyue didn't have any fans, he wouldn't be having a good time over there either."

Jiang Yilei silently read the entire post. "So, it was all true."

Wang Song patted her on the shoulder.

"Now, go message them privately and tell them."

"Although we are still in the exploratory stage, we are a platform that puts content creators first."

"Only one of its kind."

Jiang Yilei nodded and started typing.

I started sending private messages one by one.

"Hello, I am Jiang Yilei from Xianming Culture."

"We noticed that your post was deleted by the moderator."

"If you'd like, you can submit your work to the Fairy Story Club."

"We don't have moderators. As long as the works don't involve politics or organized crime and conform to mainstream propaganda, they are acceptable."

"We only look at the data, we will never delete posts."

"Now, we're even making movies. Who knows, you might be the one for the next essay contest."

Half an hour later, the first reply popped up.

……

The Xianming Original Content Platform is officially hosting a banquet for all.