Huayu 2007: Starting with Super Boy!

The director noticed that Wang Yihan was in good spirits.

They specifically concentrated his scenes for filming.

They didn't have many scenes to begin with.

In this way...

In the next two weeks...

He gloriously finished filming.

The day filming wrapped.

He specially invited the crew members to dinner.

Everyone gets a share.

There's no distinction between high and low status.

This caused his reputation on set to soar even higher.

Even after he left the crew, his story still circulated among the crew members.

Return to Beijing.

first day.

Playing and frolicking with his girlfriend on the bed.

the next day.

Let's play again.

Day three.

"No! Wang Yihan, you can't keep going down this path of depravity."

night.

Zhang Hanyun pulled her over again.

Hey...

At such a young age, he had already deeply understood the mindset of those middle-aged men who were reluctant to talk about their wives or seek medical treatment.

孽 孽!

Fourth day.

Wang Yihan pulled back his eager girlfriend, "No, you have to go to court tomorrow. You need to be in good spirits for the hearing."

Zhang Hanyun: "Huh? So fast?"

"Hmm, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Wang Yihan looked at her strangely.

Zhang Hanyun blushed.

I've been having so much fun these past few days that I completely forgot about it.

"What? I remember, turn off the lights and go to sleep!" Zhang Hanyun pulled up a corner of the blanket and wrapped herself up like a dumpling.

Wang Yihan stared speechlessly at the remaining bits and pieces of the blanket.

I didn't dare to provoke her at this time.

Instead, she quietly went to the closet and took out another quilt.

I had a good night's sleep.

The next day.

Because of the influence of certain off-field abilities.

Tianzhong Culture lost the lawsuit decisively.

Zhang Hanyun happily paid to terminate the contract.

Their claim for 1000 million yuan in compensation was rejected by the court.

In the end, they only lost 50 yuan.

You read that right.

That's all.

Don't think this is a joke.

In the original timeline of 2010, Chen Chusheng and Tianyu finally went to court. The Xingcheng Intermediate People's Court delivered its final verdict:

Chen Chusheng compensated Tianyu 50 yuan.

Tianyu's claim amounted to 2700 million yuan.

Zhang Hanyun from 08 is not as good as Chen Chusheng from 10.

So, 50 is already a very high amount.

Looking at the ashen-faced CEO of Tianzhong Culture, Wang Yihan's lips curled slightly.

Little brat, I offered you 500 million yuan in termination fees back then, but you didn't want it.

Now look what's happened, you can use that 50 to eat shit!

"Don't get too cocky, just you wait!" The other person said as they passed each other.

Wang Yihan shrugged. "Bring it on, I'll take whatever you throw at me!"

He's not afraid of this thing at all.

Hong Kong capital, now in its twilight years, will no longer be able to make a ripple in the mainland.

After everyone left.

Wang Yihan turned her head.

He noticed his girlfriend, Zhang Hanyun, staring at him with a fiery gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wang Yihan unconsciously took a step back.

Zhang Hanyun bit her lip, looking at him with affectionate eyes: "Um... it's getting late, shall we go back?"

Wang Yihan was moved but refused, throwing the car keys to her: "You go back first, I have some things to do at the company."

"What's wrong with you? It's such a beautiful day, I was even planning to make you a candlelight dinner when we got home!" Zhang Hanyun looked at him with dissatisfaction.

not good.

The Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrannosaurus is about to evolve.

exactly.

Just then, the phone rang.

Wang Yihan quickly answered the phone, "Hello! What? You want me to come to the company right away? You want to discuss the album with me? I have something to do here and can't get away."

He kept glancing at his girlfriend as he spoke.

I heard it was about the album.

Zhang Hanyun immediately said understandingly, "Since you have something to do at the company, you should go first. I'll cook dinner at home and wait for you."

"Okay! Wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Wang Yihan hailed a taxi on the street to go to her company.

.......

Bang!

Wang Yihan had just stepped into the company's door.

Behind them, colorful ribbons fluttered above their heads.

"Welcome back, our great hero!"

Song Ke led the applause.

Come again?

Why does this outfit feel so familiar?

Oh, right.

This was done before leaving the company to go to the film set to shoot a movie.

"President Song, what's going on?" Wang Yihan asked.

Could there be some good news he doesn't know about?

"Haha... Your album 'Those Years' has sold over 150 million copies, that's an amazing achievement. Everyone came to celebrate for you voluntarily, I didn't force them."

Song Kexiao looks like Maitreya Buddha.

"Yes, this time it wasn't at President Song's request; it was something we did on our own initiative."

Everyone echoed this sentiment.

Wang Yihan was not surprised.

After all, their sales volume is linked to their performance.

I must have taken a big bite of meat.

But they also drank plenty of soup along with everyone.

It's still a rich and flavorful meat broth.

It's normal to have this reaction.

General Manager's Office.

"President Song, didn't our company's Chun Ge album sell quite well before?" He was still a little puzzled by Song Ke's big fuss.

Song Ke first closed the door before saying:

"Yihan, I consider you one of my own, so don't let what we're saying behind closed doors get out." Song Ke acted mysteriously.

This made Wang Yihan even more curious.

So he nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, I'm very tight-lipped."

"Brother Chun's last album was advertised as having 130 million copies printed, but that was the total print run. In reality, less than half, 60 copies, were sold, and the rest are stuck in the company's warehouse."

A bitter smile appeared on Song Ke's face.

This is why Wang Yihan was so cautious even when his albums were selling like hotcakes.

There have been precedents for this.

Wang Yihan nodded knowingly.

It seems there are some industries where you don't know the inside story.

They will definitely be fooled by the numbers on the surface.

Things are alright now.

Fourteen years later, the era of internet traffic arrived.

Those inflated numbers are unbearable to look at.

Data female workers emerged as a result.

They can get you hundreds of billions of views for a TV series.

No one, not even a fool, would believe such an exaggerated number.

"Tsk tsk, 150 million albums, truly impressive!" President Song's eyes were full of admiration.

"Do you know who was the last person to sell albums as well as you?"

"Who?" Wang Yihan asked curiously.

"Dao Lang's album 'The First Snow of 2002' sold like hotcakes, a whopping 270 million copies. In the mainland music market in 2005, no one could rival him, not even the hottest new king of pop, Jay Chou." Mr. Song recalled that glorious era with a face full of emotion.

Unfortunately, this golden phoenix is ​​not in his own company.

That's right.

He only signed an unlimited ringtone copyright agency agreement with Taihe Rye Music.

He was signed to the record label Diveron in New Brunswick.

There are experts at Deweilong.

When they first promoted Dao Lang, they used a strategy of offering genuine products at low prices, pricing their albums at 9-10 yuan per copy, which was almost the same as the price of pirated discs.

This has squeezed pirates to the point that they have almost no profit.

So it's to smear him.

Later, news broke that he was collaborating with pirates.

It's actually fake.

That's completely untrue.

Unfortunately, many people on the internet still believed this fake news.

Therefore, online discourse power is also very important.

Wang Yihan nodded knowingly. It seemed she would have to train a group of online trolls herself.

Especially with the advent of the Weibo era.

In that case, I won't bully others.

But we can't let others bully us.