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Time flies, and it's January 14th.

These days, Xiang Nan has been traveling all over the country, attending shows and autograph sessions. He's exhausted and completely overwhelmed, but the album is a huge hit!

At nine o'clock that morning, at the Sony BJ office.

As Xiang Nan stepped out of the elevator, he noticed that Xiao Hua, the usually enthusiastic receptionist, was sitting quietly in her seat today.

Before he could ask, Chen Yaochuan, who was at the end of the corridor, happened to see him.

"Xiang Nan!"

Chen Yaochuan took two steps closer to him, looked up to observe his expression, then patted his arm, signaling Xiang Nan to follow him.

"Have you been resting well lately?"

Xiang Nan frowned: "Brother Chuan, the Lunar New Year is on the 31st, which is more than two weeks away. I really don't want to travel anymore."

"I didn't mention that to you! Can't I even show you some concern?"

"Uh...uh..."

You'd be a fool to care about me; all you care about is whether you can create another Jay Chou.

The two arrived at the conference room door. Xiang Nan turned to look at Chen Yaochuan, his eyes showing fatigue: "Thank you for your concern, Brother Chuan, but I want to get some rest..."

"Click—"

Before he could finish speaking, the door behind him opened, and a burst of applause suddenly rang out.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

"Congratulations, Xiang Nan!"

"That's fantastic, Xiang Nan!"

Xiang Nan turned around in surprise and realized that it was some members of the record department, including Xiao Gao from the recording studio.

"Xiang Nan, hahaha, I knew you could do it!"

Accompanied by a hearty laugh, Cui Zhendong, dressed in a black trench coat, appeared before us.

He seemed to want to come up and hug Xiang Nan, but stopped himself when he saw those broad arms.

"Mr. Cui, what day is it today?"

"Come on in." Cui Zhendong sat down to Xiang Nan on his left. After Chen Yaochuan closed the door and everyone was seated, he spoke: "Your album was a hit, and the company specially arranged for me to come and congratulate you."

Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat.

Celebration? That's all?

How about we get a few people to clap? You're not going to give me an extra cut, but at least we can set up a couple of firecrackers, right?

Which dry cloth can't withstand such a test?

"The company has decided to award you a bonus of 50,000 yuan."

"Clap clap clap..."

Applause rang out again. Xiang Nan nodded to one person and smiled at another.

Yeah, let's get practical! I'm just out of money.

"Come on, everyone, look at the big screen." Chen Yaochuan took out his laptop and pressed the remote control at the same time, and everyone turned around at the same time.

On the projector, the cover of "Meeting Xiang Nan" was displayed prominently. Chen Yaochuan moved the mouse and clicked, and a data analysis chart came into view.

"To sum it up: Xiang Nan's debut album was a huge success, and the operation plan of 'Southern Weekly and Northern Xiang' achieved the expected results."

Chen Yaochuan spoke slowly and deliberately, glancing at Cui Zhendong as he spoke.

Xiang Nan immediately understood; this was a work report!

"Firstly, in mainland China, the sales of 'Meeting Xiang Nan' on its first day weren't ideal, especially compared to top-tier singers like Jay Chou and David Tao. Over the next six days, it saw a growth of approximately 20,000 copies per day..."

On the long conference table, Xiang Nan listened, feeling drowsy.

A group of people are huddled around a line chart, analyzing it endlessly. What's so interesting about that?

He felt bored because his songs were all good songs that had been proven successful in the market in his previous life.

The people at Sony didn't know that, according to the normal procedure, they should have analyzed the songs to find those that fit the market and identified the shortcomings.

"Sales reached 87 in two weeks, but recent data shows that the daily year-on-year increase is less than one percent. According to estimates, Xiang Nan's first album should be able to break 170 million copies in its first month!"

"Whoa!"

"Clap clap clap clap..."

A burst of noise woke Xiang Nan. He rubbed his neck and found that Chen Yaochuan was still talking.

Doesn't your mouth feel dry?

"These are the sales figures from mainland China. In Japan, Xiang Nan's album sold 8 copies in its first week, 20 copies in two weeks, and is estimated to sell over 50 copies in its first month, with over 200 million copies sold throughout the year!"

"Clap clap clap..."

In Japan, which isn't my core market, how could I still achieve such sales figures?

Xiang Nan did become genuinely interested. He looked around and realized that the excitement on the faces of the people in the room seemed genuine. So what were they excited about?

Chen Yaocuan's next words revealed the answer: "Jay Chou's album sales in Japan last year were... 5 copies for the whole year."

"Whoosh—"

A commotion erupted at the scene. Only 5 tickets?

So Xiang Nan estimated that he had 195 million more tickets?

"Ahem." Cui Zhendong coughed twice and began to explain to everyone.

"Japanese music is very exclusive. Put yourself in their shoes, it's not easy for them to sell albums in mainland China. Every artist has their own base of fans, so it's not surprising if they have a little more or less."

"That's right." Chen Yaochuan continued, "Utada Hikaru's base is in Japan and with Miraika, but her Japanese album sales are between 300 and 400 million, and with Miraika, they're close to 500 million."

"Jay Chou's core audience is in Taiwan and mainland China. Last year, his sales across Asia reached 300 million copies."

"In other words!"

Chen Yaochuan let out a long sigh, his face beaming with pride: "In other words, even if the mainland can't beat Jay Chou, Xiang Nan is still the undisputed second best in all of Asia!"

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"Everyone, give us a round of applause!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Xiang Nan stood up and nodded his thanks to everyone. He could tell that today was just a praise session.

"Please be quiet, please be quiet. Now, let's welcome Mr. Cui to say a few words. Let's give him a round of applause..."

The time that followed became a bit boring.

Xiang Nan simply took out his phone and started browsing the news.

Cui Zhendong glanced at him but didn't say anything.

The situation for Xiang Nan and the company has now shifted from offense to defense.

Previously, they had to pressure Xiang Nan to sign a management contract, but now the entire Sony company has to beg this guy to release more albums.

I heard that even Watanabe was fired at headquarters?

[Liu Yifei means Liu Yifei]: Yay! Congratulations on Nan Nan's album selling so well! Hooray!

[Jelly Qian]: Wow, Nan is awesome! You truly deserve to be called Bei Xiang. You really make us Northerners proud!

[Liu Yifei means Liu Yifei]: @JellyQian, first of all, Xiang Nan isn't from the North. Secondly, can you please keep up with the celebration formation?! Ugh—

[Jelly Akane]: OK! Hooray!

[Red Bean, Blue Bean, Lonely Bean]: OK! Hooray!

[Anonymous DDD]: OK! Hooray!

[20230608140504541]: I just arrived. Do I need to go through the procedures or just start celebrating?

[Lucifer's Heart]: Why are you scattering flowers? We should be shouting "Welcome the new god!"

[LuobeiX]: Welcome the new god!

[Faria]: Welcome the new god!

[Baiye Ranshang]: Welcome the new god!

"Hehe..." Xiang Nan flipped through the posts, and chuckled as he looked at them. "They're so cute..."

"Motorola X3!"

Suddenly, three cell phones rang at the same time.

Xiang Nan turned around and saw Feng Man standing at the door, shrinking her neck as if she didn't want to disturb everyone.

"What's wrong, Feng Man?"

"Brother Nan..."

"Xiang Nan," Chen Yaochuan called out to him, "who called you?"

Xiang Nan glanced at his phone, which displayed "Xiao Hong from Sony's Publicity Department." He then turned to look and saw that Chen Yaochuan's phone also had someone from the Publicity Department listed on it.

Chen Yaochuan jumped to his feet, his expression grim as he looked at President Cui: "Something's happened!"