I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 144 Who Is On The Fifth Floor?

If you are so diligent, you must ask for it.

The bonus in front of me must be eaten: "This is already the fourth time we have pursued the goods. In fact, the earliest [-] copies were sold out in the market, and the local Shanghai alone sold more than [-]..."

That's right, before Jing Xiaoqiang went to Pingjing, he held a small press conference in the dance hall for the last time and sold [-] copies on the spot.

Then the second wave decisively increased the amount by 15, and it was sold out within half a month. Originally, tens of thousands of goods were replenished one after another, but a week or so ago, scenes of Jing Xiaoqiang participating in the preliminaries of the Youth Song Club began to appear on Zhuaner TV. .

As an audiovisual agency, we must always pay attention to the most peak information in the industry.

At that time, it was like placing a bet on the purchase of 20 yuan, and then notified the sales department that Robert was now Jing Xiaoqiang on Zhuaner TV.

This is equivalent to that the entire Zhuaner TV station directly brought goods to the live broadcast.

The replenishment of 20 yuan has already been sold out in a week, and they are rushing to print and reproduce overnight, all of which are transported directly from the assembly line.

It was a little over a day after Yu Shufan got the news, and sent out more than [-] tapes.

The boss of the audio-visual agency was excited when he said it: "Sales of one million is not a dream! In 87, Pingjing bought 420 million copies of a disco album! We will work hard to break the record!"

Uncle Cheng, who was counting the money, raised his head and glanced at him, you are a little excited, aren't you?
Yu Shufan clenched his fists with excitement.

Jing Xiaoqiang was really unmoved: "Come on, the trajectory of personal success must be combined with the times..."

This is the core idea taught to him by Mrs. Cheng.

In the Manchu Qing Dynasty, one could become a hero of the nation by throwing a grenade and starting an uprising. In peaceful times, violence should not be king.

Jing Xiaoqiang, who is 50 years old and has stepped on the wrong footsteps of the times, agrees with this point: "In the [-]s, there were no other consumer items in the country, and audio-visual tapes were almost the only way out, and there were few choices for tapes at that time, right, so don't Think how good that album is, and don’t compare the current sales market with that at that time, the total volume may be much larger now, but there are more choices.”

The boss of the audio-visual agency wanted to confuse Jing Xiaoqiang's enthusiasm, but he didn't expect this guy to be so young, with a professional and strong voice that God feeds, and his personality is so calm and calm!
It's not easy to fool around, don't follow the routine.

Fortunately, Yu Shufan sang against his boss: "You can't say that, the total volume of tape recorders and walkmans is much larger now, and this time there are not many choices. You are almost the focus of the entire Youth Song Club. Let's strike while the iron is hot. Pursue several million sales, but millions should be possible.”

Jing Xiaoqiang is not opposed to selling millions of albums, what he is resisting is the rhythm of the other party who obviously seems to have an atmosphere: "Well, it is up to people to make things happen, Mr. Xue, Ms. Yu will be the general manager of our music record company in the future. Discuss business matters with her, my attitude is very simple, I only deal with people with taste and quality, stealing, cheating, hiding sales or deceit, as long as you find out, it is not worthy of trust, right?"

The boss of the audio-visual agency was surprised: "Have you already signed with a record company?"

Yu Shufan raised his chest: "It's Xiaoqiang's own company. We are all professionals from the Conservatory of Music and Drama Academy. We won't just sign with any company and be exploited. Now it's obviously Xiaoqiang's seller's market. Some people are looking for us to cooperate. Professor Zhou Qingyun Now I’m still discussing follow-up cooperation with people in Pingjing, if you have any ideas, you have to hurry up.”

After all, she is also a graduate student of the Conservatory of Music, and she has seen a lot with the professor, so she must know what the other party is thinking at the moment.

The boss who originally wanted to squeeze the rookie king immediately felt the anti-oppression: "Yes, we have inquired that the copyright of the composition of "Rhapsody in the Blue Sky" is in the hands of Xiaoqiang, and the lyrics are written by the symphony orchestra. "Holy War" has no copyright issues. We think Strike while the iron is hot and release a new album of Xiaoqiang at this time, including these two songs, it will definitely be a hit!"

That's right, Jing Xiaoqiang thinks that going to acupuncture points is too hard and boring, and the days when he sings repeatedly to the point of throwing up will cause him to be displaced all over the country, and making money is no fun at all.

And the feeling of being exploited by acupuncture points is also very uncomfortable.

But if you're recording tape, the days of counting your money don't get too easy.

However, the memory of yesterday’s class is still vivid: "This is no problem, but we can bring in the symphony orchestra to make the soundtrack, and they will divide it. If the singers of the art troupe can be added to the tape, I will ask the art troupe to share."

The boss of the audio-visual agency was speechless immediately: "You... have too many monks and too little food. It would be good to give you a fee of [-] and [-]. We also need to be responsible for the publishing house's version number."

Jing Xiaoqiang shook his head: "Whatever you want, [-]% of the sales channels can't be less, you [-]%, I'm [-]%, and the remaining [-]% will be given to these two companies. If it's okay, if not, I'll find someone else."

As long as the big vampire record company is bypassed, in fact, Jing Xiaoqiang didn't think of himself as a record company at all, which frightened the boss of the audiovisual agency to make a false alarm, saying yes again and again.

The two parties finalized the agreement and split up.

Jing Xiaoqiang contacted the art troupe, and Yu Shufan went to find the symphony orchestra, trying to get into the studio tomorrow or the day after.

Find money while the iron is hot!

The overjoyed head of the audiovisual agency got the contract and wanted to treat him to dinner.

Jing Xiaoqiang said with a smile that he is very busy now, and it has only been 48 hours since he won the gold medal.

Take the newspaper and Uncle Cheng skillfully rolled up the cash, and left after receiving the receipt.

Yu Shufan only whispered when he came out: "General record companies can get [-]%, publishers get [-]%, and sales channels get [-]%..."

Jing Xiaoqiang is rich and powerful: "Including the orchestra and art troupe, isn't it [-]%? This time, I will take [-]% of my [-]% for you, okay? It's a thank you for the investment now. I should have given you the money now, but I am in urgent need of money, and of course this money is also for you."

Yu Shufan was also knocked unconscious by the money, stuttering: "Ah? Me, you..."

Before going to work to apply for the company or something, even though she was affiliated with the Conservatory of Music, Jing Xiaoqiang only offered her a salary of 800 yuan.

But if you participate in the album sale of such a gold medalist of the Youth Song Club, what is the concept of getting [-]%?
The dance hall manager was able to share 30 because of his assistance with Beyond's cover album this time!
Jing Xiaoqiang threw the money into the trunk, then patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go, go to your office and have a look, our company already has space in the future."

Uncle Cheng was on the phone, and then looked at the graduate students from the music school. Although they were far inferior to the younger ones in appearance, their education was similar to that of their daughters.

Actually mixed into the company to cooperate.

Waiting for the car to start here, he put away his big brother: "Cigarettes haven't come out, the cigarette factory is very talkative, but skin cream has come out, samples of sports underwear have come out, and shirts, who are you asking?"

Jing Xiaoqiang looked at this place and it was closer to Huhai [-]: "Go and ask, Lu Xi seemed to have forgotten the contact information at that time."

Then Uncle Cheng said: "The airline coat samples made by Lao Zhong are also out, ask them to send them over?"

That's fine too.

It has to be money in his pocket, Jing Xiaoqiang was relieved immediately: "Actually, I didn't plan to use this money, after all, it was a cover of other people's songs, I have other plans... Let's call it first, and make it up later, Here, you know that Yang Xiaoe works here, right?"

Yu Shufan is still dizzy: "I know, Lu Xi seems to have told her 400 yuan a month, hehe, I was thinking that graduate students are only 800 yuan... But if you go to an orchestra or a public institution, [-] yuan is not enough. .”

Jing Xiaoqiang looked at her eyes that were a little confused by the money: "Her upper limit is only [-], and you start at [-]. You can watch this album because you keep in touch. Shouldn't this money be considered a bonus?" , let’s go, although I have never made a fortune, I also know that if everyone earns money, it will last for a long time, right.”

Uncle Cheng immediately gave a thumbs up.

Cars can't even park in front of the cosmetics store, there are so many people!

Yu Shufan finally regained consciousness, jumped out of the car and said that they all came to see the place when it opened, but it was only a little over a week, the traffic on Sujing Road is really not a legend, even the back street can attract customers so quickly!
Jing Xiaoqiang thinks you don't want to see what this is for sale.

Women's cosmetics always occupy the best position on the ground floor of all shopping malls.

But he was also anxious looking at this place, the 400 yuan salesperson, don't you know how to spend more money to hire two more, and Lu Xi is a tall man busy behind the counter.

Yang Xiaoe has a slender figure and a big old stewardess uniform. She follows Lu Xi like a tail.

Jing Xiaoqiang got out of the car with slander, and didn't dare to go over. He was afraid of female fans and Lu Xi's long-legged attack.

Yu Shufan went over to replace Lu Xi, and the girl came rushing forward with sweat on her forehead.

Jing Xiaoqiang really wanted to wipe it off for her, so he held back: "Inviting two more people is also helping the country increase employment..."

Lu Xi only looked at him, and bit her lips quietly: "Be busy, or I'll always want to find you."

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't even lift his head: "You are so perfect, don't waste it on me."

Lu Xi shook her head vigorously: "No, I feel very happy now, working and living freely is the happiest time for me, but I am motivated, then I will recruit two more salespersons, you said I will find someone from the airline company or not?" Looking for Xiao'e and the others in the countryside?"

Jing Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes: "400 yuan is too low for a stewardess, and 400 yuan is too much for a country girl. It's not suitable. Just post a recruitment slip at the door, but you need a deposit and ID card. If your hands and feet are not clean trouble."

Lu Xi's happiness is so simple: "Yes! You are so smart!"

This is basic common sense, okay? Jing Xiaoqiang hurriedly changed his mind: "Is there an office in the shirt factory on this street? Was their contact information on your house purchase contract at that time? I have to ask if their samples came out. "

Lu Xi was stunned immediately, for a moment: "Here we come! A box of goods was delivered last week, and I will put it in the warehouse if you are not here! I will get it for you..."

Pull your legs and run.

Jing Xiaoqiang really loves her long legs full of vitality, and caught up with her dumbfoundedly: "I'll take it myself, I'll see it myself..."

It turned out that it was in the stairwell, and was educated by Lu Xi again.

He also felt that the dark foundation on Jing Xiaoqiang's face rubbed against his own face.

She thought she was very clever.

(End of this chapter)