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Chapter 98 Setting Off for a Simple Life: Let's Play First?

"Ugh!" Xiang Nan almost spat out his drink.

Good heavens, even the recently finished-of-running series "Bright Sword" only cost 65 yuan per episode, and this is—

and many more!

Xiang Nan frowned, his hands unconsciously rubbing the thermos cup together.

If he remembers correctly, CCTV did not participate in the first round of "Chinese Paladin" in his previous life. "Chinese Paladin" was banned and then went directly to local TV stations.

In this life, firstly, the production time was delayed, and secondly—it was my fault?

"Are you dreaming?" someone couldn't help but retort.

Han Jianu frowned and glared at the man, her words unwavering: "Our production cost is over thirty million; it's impossible for us to be making a loss, is it?"

"But you still have a second round. You can't negotiate a TV series like that. How can you expect to recoup your costs right away?"

"Heh—" Han Jianu said coldly, adjusting her glasses before calmly mocking, "So, according to you, it's their fault that 'Bright Sword' had a production cost of 900 million and sold 1950 million in its first run?"

"————" The scene remained quiet for a while.

30.

Xiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of the sound.

And some are even offering lower prices?

Oh! Shanghai TV station? Never mind then!

They don't seem to have a satellite TV subscription, right? Is this a pre-bid for the second round of bidding?

You guys are really good at scheming! 30 yuan before even getting on a satellite TV channel, wow, that makes them seem so rich and powerful!

but----

Xiang Nan shook his head slightly.

Waiting for the right price to sell is a basic quality of a businessman.

"Alright, 101 million."

"102!"

The interruption by Shanghai TV sparked a lively discussion, and the TV stations stopped haggling and started bidding.

There were very few TV stations bidding on-site, only four or five.

There are actually many satellite TV stations, such as Hunan, Zhejiang, Anhui, Dragon TV, Jiangsu, and Shandong, not to mention CCTV.

But—a price of 100 million was unprecedented before 05.

It seems that Xiang Nan is not only going to break new ground in the fantasy genre, but also set a new record for the highest price ever paid for a single episode.

Xing Nanfei's film sales event finally ended at noon.

Out of consideration for past favors and relationships, Xiang Nan ultimately sold the property to CCTV.

Since I didn't get to go on satellite TV in my previous life, and I have this opportunity in this life, of course I'll choose CCTV, which has the widest broadcasting channels.

The series has 38 episodes, with a first-round price of 111 million, and a total revenue of 4218 million yuan.

As Jia Nu said: The production cost 30 million, so of course we have to recoup it through sales.

Other TV stations offered higher prices, but Xiang Nan still chose CCTV.

His career plan has always been to stay close to the government.

Time flies, and it's January 15th.

Yifei finished the remaining music videos, and with that, both of their albums were completed.

The rest is just about doing promotional tours and making their debut.

On the morning of November 16, Xiang Nan, along with Yi Fei and her daughter, as well as the music department team, officially set off and arrived in Tokyo at noon on the 16th to settle down.

"Hehe—so this is the bed inside the wall that makes you unable to stretch your legs?"

On the second floor of a Japanese-style house in Shiba Park, Tokyo, a group of people are packing their belongings.

Yifei skipped and hopped to the wall bed, jumped onto the quilt, and then rolled around inside, glancing at Xiang Nan outside every now and then, as if to say to him: Look, I can come and go as I please.

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"Alright, alright, Sisi, stop joking around and come help Mom pack your things."

"oh!"

After Liu's mother finished speaking, she turned to look at Xiang Nan, her expression saying it all: It's time to go.

Xiang Nan nodded slightly, greeted Yi Fei, and went downstairs.

Their trip to Tokyo lasted seven days, after which they would travel to Miracle to promote their album.

Time is tight and the pressure is quite high.

Utada Hikaru is really popular this year; all I've seen on my way here are her posters.

Jay Chou has already released his album in China, and the situation is now very clear, while other singers who are targeting Xiang Nan are also starting to get ready to fight.

In particular, Wang Lao Er bought some press releases from somewhere and spread news about Wang Lao Da, Zhou Lao Er, and Nan Lao San.

If the music industry were to rank artists by their debut date, that wouldn't be wrong.

But what gives you the right to call yourself that when you have neither awards nor sales?

Xiang Nan ignored all of this for the time being, as Xixi's debut was taking up all his energy.

Second floor, inside the room.

As Yifei packed her luggage, she turned to look at her mother curiously. "Mom, why do you seem to be scolding Xiang Nan a lot more?"

Upon hearing this, Liu's mother paused, turned her head, and glanced at her daughter.

"Otherwise, what mother would be happy to see her daughter being violated by a scoundrel?"

Yifei's lips curled up, almost bursting into laughter, but she held back at the crucial moment.

"You can't do this. Consort Nan is so tired from handling my debut."

"Tsk tsk tsk————"

Liu's mother shook her head repeatedly.

And Nan Aifei, heavens above, what kind of daughter did I give birth to? How can you be so shameless!

"Mom! What do you mean?"

"If he's tired, let him rest."

"Really?" Yifei blinked, her eyes darting around as if she had thought of something.

"Mom, I'm going downstairs now!"

Without waiting for Liu's mother to react, he strode downstairs.

",Slower!"

"knew----"

Half an hour later, Liu's mother, having settled her luggage, came downstairs and looked around but couldn't see her daughter anywhere.

She went to Xiang Nan's room and knocked on the door again, but there was no response.

"That's strange, did the two kids go out to eat?"

She went to the window and immediately saw the Tokyo Tower standing in the distance.

"Xiao Nan is thoughtful; the scenery here is really nice."

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"Sizzle—"

"Sizzle—"

Strange, what's that sound?

Liu's mother looked around again but couldn't see the source of the sound, so she got up and went outside.

On the flat lawn, to the left of the main gate, there's no one; to the right—

"Oh my God! Sisi!"

"Huh? Mom!"

The two were caught red-handed while they were kissing.

"What are you doing! Xiang Nan, let her go!"

The two people on the recliner immediately stood up.

Liu's mother's eyebrows shot up and her face turned deathly pale, which showed how angry she was.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, you deliberately chose a blind spot under the window to avoid me, right?"

Xiang Nan lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Yifei's lips were swollen again, but she was full of confidence.

She tilted her head, slightly raised her chin, her phoenix eyes filled with resentment: "Didn't you tell Consort Nan to relax?"

"Huh?" Liu's mother was stunned, but after a moment she realized the key point.

She looked down and around, then took off one of her shoes, picked it up, and quickly walked over to Yifei.

"Hey, Mom, what are you doing!"

"I'm going to put righteousness above family ties! Is this how you let people relax?" Besides, what business is it of yours whether Xiang Nan relaxes!

While circling around Xiang Nan, dodging her mother's shoe attacks, Yifei retorted defiantly, "He can relax, but I can't?"

Liu's mother was stunned.

Good grief, you mean Xiang Nan needs kisses to relax, and you need kisses to relax too?

God----

"Aunt."

"Hmm!" Liu's mother glared at Xiang Nan.

The culprit was him. Although Liu Xiaoli knew that her daughter was doomed, what parent would be willing to send their daughter away as soon as she turned 18?

"This was my fault, it was me—I couldn't control myself, I'm sorry! How about we take a couple of days off? I have things to do tomorrow anyway."

"Um!"

Liu's mother, taking advantage of the situation, snorted coldly and grabbed her daughter's arm, pulling her inside.

"Aunt Liu, it's all my fault, please, please don't blame Yifei!"

With a stern face and her back to the two of them out of sight, Liu's mother suddenly curled the corner of her mouth into a smile, but returned to normal after a moment.

"I know what I'm doing!"

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