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Chapter 282 You were raped by the Internet, do you know? (23, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket)
"Hey, Yang Qian, why did you come to the company? Where is Yu Ni?"

On Saturday, Wu Lan was a little surprised to see Yang Qian coming to the company with a guitar on his back, because usually he and Dai Yuni act together as two people, inseparable.

"She's at school, and their college has a meeting today, so I can't leave for the time being. I'll just come over and have a look by myself, and then go to have dinner with her at noon."

Yang Qian put down the guitar, but looked at the area partitioned off by wooden boards that was currently being refurbished. It was quite far from where everyone was working, but the decoration inevitably made noise, and Yang Qian could hear it.

"That is the recording studio installed for you. Didn't Yu Ni say that you don't know where to work? I plan to install a professional recording studio for you in the company. When you come to Magic City and want to record songs, you can also It can be recorded in our own studio."

Wu Lan quickly explained.

Now that the company has settled in Shanghai, the original plan to go to the capital has basically been canceled (Old Comrade Dai smiled smugly).

Although Yang Qian is still traveling between Yangcheng and Shanghai, it is only for this semester.

This semester, Yang Qian needs to attend lectures at the Xianhai Conservatory of Music. After all, some instrumental music is too unpopular and only available at the Xianhai Conservatory of Music. However, after listening to this semester, he has basically completed the arrangement made by Mr. composition study course.

Yang Qian is a pop musician who already has his own understanding and ideas. Li Guangmin doesn't want to teach him too many ideas. The rest is left to him to practice and innovate.

As for the job at Guangdong Provincial TV Station, Yang Qian, who no longer needs to clock in at work, originally wanted to resign, but Jian Jinchuan and Deputy Director Lou Lihui tried their best to keep him.

Obviously, Lou Lihui took a fancy to Yang Qian's musical talent, knowing that his future development with Li Guangmin would not be easy.

Instead of letting Yang Qian go, it is better to leave him without pay and keep the establishment.

You can let him go freely, and you can leave a contact, maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future!

Jian Jinchuan also persuaded Yang Qian as an elder to keep his status within the system, and even asked Ouyang Cheng to call Yang Qian from Hecheng.

There was no way, Yang Qian left his personnel relationship at Guangdong TV Station.

However, for Yang Qian who wants to enter the entertainment industry in the future, it doesn't matter if he retains this identity. After many celebrities become famous, they still work in TV stations or art troupes.

Anyway, in the second half of the year, Yang Qian can move to Shanghai. Coincidentally, the second half of the year is also the time when "The Voice in Chinese" starts, and it is convenient for Yang Qian to record the program in Shanghai.

"It costs a lot of money to build this recording studio!"

When Yang Qian heard that this was arranged by his girlfriend, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

Yang Qian is no longer the young boy who first went to Youmao Studio to record songs and found everything novel. In the past half a year, he has been in contact with recording studios of all sizes, and he also knows how to create a professional recording studio. How much does the shed cost.

It can be said, don't think about it within a million!
This thing is just like an electronic product, there is no best, only better!If you want better equipment, you have to invest more money.

Yang Qian is not interested in managing money, so the company's funds and the millions he invested in the company are all controlled by Dai Yuni.

But Dai Yuni didn't spend it on herself, most of it was spent on Yang Qian!
"Don't worry about money, Qu Rongwei said that according to preliminary estimates, this large-scale lawsuit can recover about 800 to [-] million copyright losses (not including legal fees)."

Yang Qian was a little surprised by Wu Lan's words.

"so much?"

Yang Qian was not surprised that he could make so much money, but was shocked by the exaggerated amount of losses caused by these infringements.

After all, Qu Rongwei and his team said before that a case can only cost the other party between [-] and [-] yuan, which is not a problem for those Internet celebrities who have already made a lot of money.

But accumulatively, they can actually pay more than 500 million to 800 million. It is conceivable how rampant these infringements are, and the losses caused to musicians may be far more than that...

Not only was Yang Qian not very happy when he heard this, but he also felt heavy in his heart.

He still has the backing of the Dai family's huge funds and power, so he can confidently win so many lawsuits.

How do those little musicians who are fighting alone have so much energy and time to justify their losses bit by bit?
"Well, this is a large amount of income, but it may not be obtained so quickly. Those MCNs are all dragging their feet. It is estimated that it will take a lot of time to defend in court, so Qu Rongwei said that if he is optimistic, he will be able to collect the money next year. Come back. But these cases are endless, and there will always be infringements, and he has been prepared to help you send lawyers' letters for a long time."

Wu Lan was joking, but she was also very helpless.

This is the reality. Although you have sued and won, but the other party is not hurting, and will come again next time, what can you do?

But you have to sue, this is your legitimate right...

"Although it is very difficult, we must do this. I hope that we will have the opportunity to find out the best way to fight against infringement in the future!"

Yang Qian's eyes were firm.

"By the way, Yang Qian, you were raped on Weibo, do you know about this?"

Wu Lan casually mentioned this matter to Yang Qian.

"Internet violence? What happened?"

Yang Qian looked bewildered.

He really doesn't know these things.

Yang Qian is too busy. He might have had time to watch Weibo in the past, but now he only watches news broadcasts and some more authoritative official news.

His Weibo is an app that has not been used once a month or two. He is often prompted by the system that it is an infrequently used app and can be deleted.

Moreover, his Weibo account is not his own name, and he has never posted any status. How could someone get him by cyberbullying?
"It's an Internet celebrity named Hou Renjun. He said on his Weibo that he helped you make your singing popular. Now you turn your back on him and demand that his video be taken down without saying anything, and you don't authorize the cover song. , In the end, Aite uploaded our company's Weibo. Then a bunch of his fans ran to our company's Weibo to argue, saying that you are just trying to get popular, that Hou Renjun sang your song to save face..."

In fact, Wu Lan didn't take this matter to heart. Are there still so many bad things in the entertainment industry?
Moreover, compared with her old boss, Haotian Shengshi's sailors and brain-dead fans, these people can be regarded as small troubles, and they are nothing.

"Then some people went to your fans' private messages to scold people, and some fans sent me screenshots."

Wu Lan smiled helplessly.

This Hou Renjun is not popular (compared to those top idols), but he is very skilled in fan circles.

Weibo hinted, incited, and pointed the way, and immediately a bunch of fans came to the door to scold the street!

Yang Qian didn't care too much at the front, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard that one of his fans was being scolded.

"This matter, Miss Wu, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Yang Qian first asked the opinions of professionals.

"Let's accuse the critics. It's not easy for us to end up arguing with them, but we can block these black fans. If it doesn't work, close the comment area for a few days."

Wu Lan said.

"That's fine, but, Sister Wu, please help me post a Weibo. The main point of the content is that there is no need to talk about copyright issues. Any adaptations or cover songs that infringe copyright without permission will be taken off the shelves to apologize. If you need cover songs and adaptations, you can post a demo Apply to our company, and then discuss how to authorize if appropriate."

"In addition, Weibo has to restrain our fans. Don't argue with these people, and don't go to each other's Weibo to scold them because of me. We have a reason, there is no need to quarrel, and the clearer will clear up."

Yang Qian's eyes are very clear, and his three views are also very correct.

"Yes, let's not quarrel. If we quarrel for a reason, it becomes unreasonable!"

This made Wu Lan, who didn't really like fan circles, praise after hearing this.

This matter seemed serious, but Yang Qian and Wu Lan didn't take it very seriously, so they just let it go lightly.

But when Yang Qian came to the company, he actually had one more thing to discuss with Wu Lan.

"Sister Wu, do you know a more capable director? I have a script for a short film, and I want someone to help me shoot it."

Yang Qian took out a stack of printing paper from the computer bag he was carrying, and handed it to Wu Lan.

When Wu Lan was in the prosperous age of Haotian, he cultivated a very good actress. Yang Qian still knew about this, so when he wanted to find resources for film and television dramas, he immediately thought of Wu Lan.

　Let’s guess what Yang Qian is going to shoot. Just a reminder, it’s not a script for a movie or TV series. This is a short film, a script for a MV-like story. I will focus on the music, but this short film has a very important meaning, and he has to shoot it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)