If Chu Xianqiong's third album was not very important and he had to increase sales, he would not have given a good song.

Even if you throw the bad songs to the artists in Jiuzhou, it is more appropriate to sell them directly and earn more.

"Okay, Mr. Chi, I will report it to the company..."

Feng Tingqin did not get entangled any more. This phone call simply mentioned the past relationship between the times and Jiuzhou. As well as Chu Xianqiong, an old classmate, dropped from 4 million to 3.5 million, which is already considered as good.

It cannot be expected to drop directly to 2 million or 1 million.

As long as Chu Xianqiong's album can be sold for more than 3 million copies, the sales exceed 15 million, the purchase and production fees of the entire album can be made. The profits will begin to be made purely.

However, if this time it really gets a big deal, I will find Jizhou Chi Mo to invite the song next time. The cost will probably not be less than 5 million, which is higher than the other time.

After all, isn’t it good to have good songs for your own Jiuzhou singers? It’s a double profit, and it’s a super profitable thing.

“3.5 million?”

After hearing the final offer, the head of the audio and art department was slightly silent and nodded.

If it were an ordinary musician, not to mention 3.5 million, it would be too much for even giving 500,000 yuan. Even if it was a domineering person, it would be used directly without making any modifications. What can you do?

Just sue, fight!

I first argued for a year or two, and even if I lost, I would lose more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan.

However, the opposite side is a cooperative ally of the Shanghai Times, and four characters with a box office of over 2.5 billion yuan. They wrote one good song after another, and it is not easy to get along with evil.

As for asking Chu Xianqiong to come forward to discuss the price, he raised it, but the person refused to agree and would not open the mouth.

There was no way. I had been persuading it for a day yesterday. This morning, I had to ask for a broker and finally reduced the quotation by 500,000 yuan, which was still possible, saving at least 500,000 yuan.

The poor voice and art department, Chu Xianqiong's third album, three songs and production, has a total cost of 5 million; it directly accounts for half of the fund quota of the entire department, and the sales of 3 million albums are barely recovered, which is a bit painful.

What’s even more painful is that after the album is finished, Chu Xianqiong still needs to maintain his throat. At least two months, the company will only start to make money after half a year.

Forget it, let’s make your fame and record first, hey.

...

"Aunt Yun cooks the rice, you won't get tired of eating it..."

At noon, Zhou Yun and his father Zhou Zhengyuan returned home from their respective departments and units and had lunch.

Over the years, although Weng Meiyun has become a part of this family, in fact, in addition to having another status, she is still a nanny.

In other words, every full-time housewife is a full-time nanny from her husband and children in the family.

“It’s delicious, eat more…”

Weng Meiyun smiled at Zhou Yun indulgedly and officially married into the Zhou family for 20 years. Neither Zhou Zhengyuan nor Zhou Yun regarded her as an outsider, or did not really act as a nanny to serve her. This is very lucky.

Except for her parents-in-law who is a little prejudiced to her, everything else is good, beautiful, and good.

However, watching the family of three having lunch happily, no matter how close they are, there is still a gap, a gap in blood.

When he was young, he decided to give birth to a child, and cruelly abandoned him in Beijing and went to Kyoto, married into the Zhou family and did not have another child.

In this life, I thought I would never regret the above three things. I did not regret the environment at that time, but now as I am old and weak, I am almost 50 years old, and I gradually regret it if I don’t regret it.

Life is like a drama, every day is live broadcast, and there is no return to the restart button, and the retribution is unhappy.

"Zhou Yun, how old are you this year..."

With Zhou Zhengyuan's silent voice, the atmosphere at the dinner table immediately condensed. Weng Meiyun and Zhou Yun's meal action were filled with food, and he knew that the meal would not be delicious.

"Dad, what do you always say about this..."

Zhou Yun pouted and sighed: "Many men are not reliable these days. There are a lot of young men and women who divorce in the company, and there are even many middle-aged and elderly people. I really haven't encountered any feelings and don't want to get married..."

"Just say the one you checked me two years ago was very good at first, but later it was not true that you went out of the nightclub with your back. Don't blame me..."

"A person's life is quite short. If you don't bring it with you, you won't take it with you. Just live a healthy and happy life. Don't always urge me, okay, eat..."

"Hmph, I know how to eat..."

Zhou Zhengyuan's eyebrows were flattened and he gently put the chopsticks on his bowls and chopsticks. "Tomorrow night, I will have dinner together. I will get off work this afternoon and buy a decent dress. Go and meet me. Do you remember..."

"Don't make excuses, I must see you tomorrow night..."

After hearing what he said, Zhou Yun turned to ask for help, but Weng Meiyun returned an helpless look.

Girl, get married and have children early to add some color and vitality to the lives of the elderly.
Chapter completed!