Seclusion in the Entertainment Industry

"Ding dong!" In the headquarters of Golden Dragon Interactive Entertainment Company, in the assistant president's office, assistant Li Xiaole's cell phone rang, and she immediately picked it up to check.

"Oh, did you reply so quickly?" Li Xiaole clicked on the message a little excitedly, but soon her face became tangled again.

Da da da, there was a loud sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground, and Li Xiaole walked directly to the president's office with his mobile phone.

After a while, Li Xiaole came out of the CEO's office sullenly again, with tears in her eyes and an innocent face.

"Hmph, I'm just an assistant, I'm a messenger, why are you getting angry at me!" Li Xiaole picked up the phone while talking, deleted the text message just received, and deleted the guy named Chen Feng who sent the text message. , into the blacklist.

The text message sent by Chen Feng is very simple: "One song, one million, plus 80% of the copyright fees of all channels."

The boss of Golden Dragon Interactive Entertainment, Wang Jinlong, got angry when he saw Chen Feng's text message, a million songs? 80% of the channel copyright fee? Is this Chen Feng taking Wang Jinlong for a fool?

After getting angry at his assistant Li Xiaole, Wang Jinlong loosened his tie and sat back comfortably on his boss chair.

"Heh, the young people nowadays think about getting rich overnight every day. This Chen Feng, who writes a broken song and regards himself as a character, is a joke!"

...

A similar situation is happening in many live broadcast entertainment companies, because Chen Feng's message was sent in groups.

Those who had worked hard to finally find Chen Feng's contact information, most of them had the same reaction as Wang Jinlong after receiving his almost vexatious text message.

Some people directly scolded Chen Feng bloody.

Some people simply ignored Chen Feng.

There are also some polite replies to consider.

In short, no one mentioned anything about buying songs.

Now, Chen Feng's phone suddenly became quiet again.

Chen Feng was very satisfied with this, but at the same time he felt a little regretful.

"Oh, I thought I could meet a local tyrant or something, and I was really willing to dump me a million... But there was none... It's a pity..."

However, Chen Feng still underestimated the mobility of some people. Near noon, he was about to leave the hotel to pick up An Ruohua in the film and television city, when there was a knock on his door.

Chen Feng opened the door, but there was a young man in a formal suit standing outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Chen Fengchen?" The other party asked politely.

Chen Feng nodded and asked, "Who are you and what do you want from me?"

"Hello, Mr. Chen, I'm the assistant to President Wang Dongming of Red Cat Entertainment Company. Our boss would like to have a talk with you. I don't know if it's convenient for you."

Wang Dongming?

Chen Feng's heart moved, Zhou Lin mentioned him to himself, but he didn't expect that the other party moved so fast and came directly to the door.

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes: "What if I say it's inconvenient?"

The young assistant's expression didn't change at all, and he still said very politely: "If you have any work matters that need to be dealt with, you can tell me, I can help, and the result is guaranteed to satisfy you; if you have your own private affairs, you must If you want to do it, then we can also send someone to provide you with pick-up service throughout the whole process, and we will continue to talk after you finish the matter."

"Are you threatening me?" Chen Feng understood as soon as he heard it, the other party just wanted to stalk, as long as he didn't agree to the other party's request, they would follow you all the time, making it inconvenient for you to do anything.

"Absolutely not, we just respect you!" The young assistant said calmly.

Chen Feng thought for a while, it's better not to involve An Ruohua in this kind of thing, so he took out his mobile phone and sent An Ruohua a message.

"I have something to do at noon,

I won't have dinner with you for now, you can go with Su Jinxiu and the others, pay attention to safety, and have a good rest! "

Soon, An Ruohua's message came back.

"Okay, go ahead and come see me when you're done."

Chen Feng exhaled, and then said to the young assistant: "Okay, let's go."

...

Parked outside the hotel was a luxury Cadillac, and the young assistant politely invited Chen Feng to get in the car.

Chen Feng clicked his tongue twice, and sat in the car. He was also a little curious now, what is the origin of this Wang Dongming? Is he willing to be the one who spends a million dollars to buy a song?

Soon, the car came to the most upscale five-star hotel near the film and television city, and the young assistant took Chen Feng to a luxury suite on the top floor.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Feng was stunned.

Because he saw an acquaintance.

It was the rich second generation who threw money at Wang Xu in the western restaurant.

He is Wang Dongming?

"Welcome, welcome, you are the genius who wrote "Mice Love Rice"? Hahaha, it's really rare to meet you, it's my honor!" Wang Dongming didn't know Chen Feng, the last time he was in a western restaurant He didn't pay attention to this plain looking ordinary man at all.

However, this does not prevent him from saying some polite words.

Chen Feng secretly sighed in his heart. Sure enough, these rich second generations are not all idiots who spend money and cause trouble. Under the influence of their family environment, they can more or less learn some superficial things from their elders.

As it is now, this Wang Dongming is obviously not very interested in Chen Feng, but in order to do business, he is still very enthusiastic, and he does not seem too fake.

Chen Feng smiled and said directly: "Boss Wang has something to do with me?"

He doesn't really want to deal with this kind of people, and he doesn't want to make false claims with them. He just wants to finish talking as soon as possible and leave.

He still remembered that that night, Wang Xu finally got Sap, and was beaten all over his body.

Seeing Chen Feng speak so directly, Wang Dongming's eyes changed, and then he said with a smile: "Hehe, Mr. Chen is indeed a cheerful person, so I'll just say it straight. I saw the short message you sent today, and then Want to talk to you."

Chen Feng nodded, but did not speak.

Wang Dongming invited Chen Feng to sit down together, and the young assistant next to him poured another cup of tea for Chen Feng.

"To be honest, with Mr. Chen's talent, everyone can understand your request. However, what matters in business is mutual benefit, long-term cooperation, and both sides can make money, which is a win-win situation. Therefore, I hope that Mr. Chen's request will be It can be lowered appropriately."

Chen Feng smiled, but still did not respond.

A look of displeasure appeared on Wang Dongming's face, this Chen Feng was a little too ignorant, he had already put his status so low, yet he still refused to let go?

"Then I'll just say it straight!" Wang Dongming put down the teacup in his hand, looked straight at Chen Feng and said, "If Mr. Chen is willing to write a song for our company, we are willing to pay half a million in cash and half Channel copyright fees, if this song can become popular, our company also hopes to hire you as our music production director, with an annual salary of two million, how about it?"

This is already the best condition that Wang Dongming can come up with. In fact, he has already investigated that the song "Mouse Loves Rice" written by Chen Feng to Zhou Lin only charged 50,000 yuan, and the channel copyright fee was only 50,000 yuan. It's only 50-50.

Now, the price given by Wang Dongming has increased tenfold. If Chen Feng is still not satisfied, then he will be a little clueless.

As for the text message of "one song, one million, plus 80% of the copyright fee of each channel", Wang Dongming believed that it was just Chen Feng's bluffing.

After talking about the conditions he offered, Wang Dongming confidently waited for Chen Feng's response.

In Wang Dongming's view, his biggest advantage is that he can quickly find Chen Feng to negotiate with him in person. Relying on the information channel at home, he can easily obtain relevant information about Chen Feng. After being in Donghai Film and Television City, he was the first to meet him because he was close to the water.

Five hundred thousand a song, plus half of the channel copyright fee, and a job with an annual salary of two million in the future, the other party should not refuse such a generous offer!

Wang Dongming was looking forward to Chen Feng's answer very much. At the same time, he also hoped that Chen Feng could really help him write a divine song that could become a hit on the Internet.

With the support of his family, Wang Dongming already has several companies under his name, including entertainment companies, IT companies, game companies, and a recently invested live broadcast company.

It's just that Wang Dongming's business acumen is not very good. Although there are many companies, most of them don't make much money, which also leads to his not very good reputation in his family.

Therefore, now he urgently needs a company that can bring sufficient cash flow to replenish his blood. In the end, he took a fancy to the live broadcast industry.

Live broadcasting is a fan economy. If it is done well, you can indeed get a lot of cash quickly. Moreover, in the live broadcasting industry, as long as you can create a large-traffic anchor, the specific economic benefits can actually be manipulated in many places. The bookkeeping is beautifully done.

This is his ultimate goal.

Of course, the premise of all this is that he has to do a good job in the company and cultivate celebrity anchors with a lot of traffic.

Now, the most critical step is stuck at Chen Feng.

Will Chen Feng agree?

...

Of course Chen Feng would not agree.

First of all, he didn't want to deal with this Wang Dongming at all. He had witnessed the incident with Wang Xu before, so he didn't have a good impression of this rich second generation.

Secondly, this guy cut the song price in half as soon as he opened his mouth. Although he deliberately exaggerated the price of one million, the feeling of being devalued is really uncomfortable.

In the end, Chen Feng didn't believe in the position of director of music production with an annual salary of 2 million. If there was such a good job, it would definitely not be his turn. This is at most a cake deliberately drawn by the other party. Will it be honored in the future? Hard to say.

Moreover, Chen Feng himself cannot guarantee that his next song will continue to maintain the fiery momentum of the song "Mouse Loves Rice". Even Chen Feng only dared to make a conservative estimate of "Mouse Loves Rice". I don't dare to say too much, and, according to the current situation, although "Mouse Loves Rice" is more popular than expected, it is still not as scary as in the dream world.

After all, the real world is not exactly the same as the world in the dream, and there is nothing anyone can do if there is an unacceptable situation.

Therefore, Chen Feng absolutely did not want to cooperate with Wang Dongming, a wealthy second generation with an uncertain personality.

"Mr. Wang, you really flattered me." Chen Feng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't have time to say the second half of the text message of 'one song, one million'." ..."

Wang Dongming frowned: "What is the second half of the sentence?"

Chen Feng shrugged and said, "A song costs one million, plus 80% of the copyright fees from various channels, and there is no guarantee that the song will become popular."

Wang Dongming: "..."