Chapter 23 Cutting off halfway
  One day later, Tang De was sitting in the recording room of Face Music Company, watching the recording engineer Garcia record the black girl with a ponytail inside.

However, Garcia looked unconcerned and was not very serious. He just gave some suggestions from time to time and then absentmindedly played with his phone.

And the girl's singing voice is indeed a bit bad, even worse than Raymond's. At least Raymond is not tone-deaf.

So Tang De probably guessed what Garcia was doing, it was nothing more than the musical version of Apollyon coaxing ignorant girls on the set.

So after the girl finished singing, he wisely left the recording studio and walked to Badman's office.

As soon as he got closer, he saw the door being pushed open, and Badman escorted Giorgio out. The two of them were talking and laughing happily, and seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.

After seeing Tang De, Giorgio reached out his hand: "I have finished talking to Mr. Badman. Thank you, Tang De."

"It seems that you two have reached a consensus?"

Tang De raised his eyebrows and looked at them with a half-smile.

Giorgio turned around and looked at Badman, who was wearing overalls and a white shirt. The two of them smiled in perfect understanding.

After Giorgio left, Badman called Tang De and Raymond into his office.

After seeing the expression on Badman's face, Raymond seemed to realize that the negotiations were going very smoothly, and he couldn't hold back his excitement.

"Badman, how about it! Did Republic Records offer a better contract than SBK Records?"

Badman lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, letting the smoke surround his body, and then replied: "Yes, Republic Records has given a far better product than SBK." The contract includes a thirty-five percent commission, a sufficient publicity budget, and no mechanical reproduction royalties will be deducted.”

"Wow! That's great!" Raymond waved his fist happily.

"But he has a small condition." Badman looked at Raymond.

Raymond frowned subconsciously: "What conditions?"

"That means you have to use a fake name to sell singles and follow-up albums." After Badman finished speaking, Raymond immediately retorted: "SHXT, this is impossible!"

"Why? Raymond, do you want to release a new album under the name of Beast Star, the culprit of New York's car accident rush hour?" Badman exhaled smoke from his mouth, hiding his expression behind it.

"Then do I have to keep calling me cats and dogs? Or choose an English word, big A, old T? I will lose face in the community!"

"Money is more important than face!" Badman scolded.

But Raymond doesn’t think so: “I am famous just so that people can say to me after seeing me, Hey, my God! It’s the rapper Raymond! Not for people to ask me when they see me. Who is mom?"

Tang De helped Badman explain: "No, Raymond, you have to know that you have appeared in the MV. After meeting, everyone will only say, hey, this is the singer of that awesome song. And only For the time being, as long as sales take off, you can announce your real name to the outside world at any time!"

"But that's not what I want!" Raymond still retorted: "Do I have to say my name is Raymond every time after singing a song and someone shouts "Big A"? Who the hell remembers! And Won’t it be found out in the future? Wow! Big star Big A actually sang a crappy song! I didn’t expect it~”

Raymond pinched his throat and imitated a sarcastic look, his chest rising and falling.

Tang De shrugged. Obviously, Raymond's hidden meaning was that he really liked the song Beast Star and was unwilling to abandon it. This may be a bit stubborn and a bit inappropriate, but who calls him a singer.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this first." Badman was also a little troubled by Raymond's attitude. He waved his hand to fan the smoke away: "We will talk about the name later. Let's talk about the contract first. I plan to agree to the terms of Republic Records. .”

"Where's Father Faith?"

"He, he has given all the power to me." Badman couldn't help complaining at this point: "This piece of shit is stuck in a woman's belly every day, and I heard that she is even being promoted as a star. Damn it, Faith is It’s like he’s been bewitched by a succubus, he agrees to anything as long as it makes money.”

"What about SBK?" Tang De asked.

Badman knocked on the table and loudly said: "Let those greedy vampires die, I don't care about them anymore, they will regret their tricky contract."

As soon as he finished speaking, he never thought that someone would push in the door and say, "Really? Who would regret it?" "Hell!" Badman looked surprised when he saw the person coming.

Tang De and Raymond didn't know each other at all after seeing them.

"Edmund, why are you here?" Only Badman knew that this thin middle-aged man standing in front of the door holding a briefcase and wearing gold-rimmed glasses was one of the top executives of SBK, and he also proposed a demanding contract. That one.

Edmund raised the corners of his lips with a smile: "Of course it's for your new song, Raymond."

He didn't seem to care about Badman's thoughts at all. He sat directly on the sofa and said straight to the point: "Actually, I just want to remind everyone that although Republic Records is a music company owned by Universal, they currently only have one artist. We don’t have much experience in promoting singers. SBK Records belongs to EMI, and we are one of the five major record companies in the world with countless artists. Let’s put it this way, if a dog releases a record here, it will get platinum results.”

As he spoke, he folded his hands on his raised knees, leaned forward slightly, and said with a pity tone: "So you said you want to choose Republic Records, which is really regrettable... because it means you and the platinum sales , and passed by professional publicity.”

The other two fell silent when they heard this. Only Tang De retorted: "But the artist under Republic Records is 3 Doors Down, and they just achieved five platinum sales."

"Yeah, that's right. So what?" Edmund said indifferently: "Such results are common in our company."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment and suddenly asked Tang De: "Are you the producer of this song?"

Badman answered on his behalf: "No, he is the director of the MV!"

Edmund narrowed his eyes and nodded, seeming to have memorized Tang De's face.

Raymond was a little unhappy when he looked like this, and choked directly: "So what is professional publicity? Are you asking me to change a fake name? To deceive everyone?"

When he said these words, the chair under Badman's butt immediately made a sharp sound, and Tang De also frowned.

Only Edmund laughed happily: "Fake name? I have to say that Republic Records does have a lot of ideas, but we SBK don't need such a publicity strategy. We have a lot of music critics and radio channels, and we want to change it. Your image in the hearts of fans only needs one sentence!"

"Really?" Raymond was obviously moved.

Badman interrupted their conversation in time; "Even so, what about the contract? I can't accept your contract! Neither does Raymond!"

Edmund adjusted his glasses: "This is also the purpose of my coming here, oh, don't think nonsense. It's not because you contacted Republic Records that we will regress. But after our joint evaluation, we think your single It deserves more publicity, and we can increase publicity funding by 50 percent.”

"In addition, I personally like your songs, including the Beast Star, so I can reduce your commission by an additional five percent, which is 35 percent. This is actually enough for a new singer. This is a great contract, I hope you will consider it carefully."

After speaking, Edmund stood up directly, just as abruptly as when he came, and he left as simply as he came. However, when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said something again.

"I advise you not to have unrealistic illusions. If you choose Republic Records, the sales of this song will definitely not be good. Because SBK has always been merciless to competitors. Fake name? Phew... Sorry, this The idea is kind of funny.”

When he left the office, Tang De closed the door tightly, and Badman then smashed his ashtray on the ground, making a dull sound!
  "FXXK! Did you see it! He is threatening us!"

"But he didn't let me use a fake name!"

"Idiot!" Badman was furious: "Who the hell knows how much publicity funds there are! And he didn't give in on the mechanical reproduction royalties! Do you know how much these things are worth? Hundreds of thousands? Millions !FXXK, ask yourself, can you still make so much money with your next album!”

"Why not!"

Tang De sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs and watched the two people arguing.

Seeing that the two of them were refusing to give in, he had to stretch out his hand: "Okay, stop for a moment!"

"What?" Raymond and Badman looked at him.

Tang De spread his hands: "In fact, this problem is easy to solve, isn't it? Republic Records' contract is better, and as you are their second signed singer, they will focus all their publicity resources on you, but if it is SBK, Do you want to compete with a dozen well-known singers for resources?"

Seeing that Raymond fell silent, he continued: "In addition, since SBK knows about the so-called fake name, Republic Records must not use such propaganda methods anymore. But this does not mean that we don't have a better way, who can say Bad reputation and high sales must not have the best of both worlds?”

(End of this chapter)

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