Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 15 Trembling
The fireworks are finished.

Everyone was silent.

If there is more to life than what is in front of you, it is a tranquil and far-reaching soothing balm for the soul, then fireworks are a passionate stimulant.

And they all sound damn good!
Two songs with such different styles were actually written by the same person.

Although Hanabi's singing style is completely different, it can still be recognized that this is Muzishan's voice.

If a song was bought by Mai Zishan from someone else.

What about those two songs?

Could it be possible that they were all bought?
Good songs are rare, so how can someone easily buy two of them?

At this moment, it can be said that Mai Zishan is the original singer.

Zeng Kesi felt that she was about to lose her footing. As an original singer, she knew very well that the level of these two songs was above hers, far beyond what she could achieve.

And the creator is actually from the notorious Hearing China?
are you kidding me?

Yang Di was smiling very happily at this moment.

To him, this is a treasure found.

"Mr. Mai, let's go. I'll treat you to a cup of coffee." Yang Di wanted to take Mai Zishan out with him.

Zeng Kesi roared incompetently into the air from behind: "Aren't you going to make a documentary? Are you gone? How can you still make a documentary?"

"Take a picture, why don't you take a picture? Aren't all these photographers here? Come in and sing. They are all professionals and won't delay things." Yang Di patiently comforted Zeng Kesi.

Then he invited Mai Zishan to go out together.

Mai Zishan is really looking for something. What he needs most now is someone like Yang Di, who has the resources and platform to help him become a real singer, instead of relying on traffic rewards from short video platforms to survive.

The two of them left the recording studio, leaving Zeng Kesi behind. Zeng Kesi's high heels seemed to have dug a hole in the ground, and he stood motionless.

The two left completely, but Zeng Kesi still stood there.

"Um, are you here to record songs?" Curly asked.

"Record, of course." The photographer replied hastily, "And we need to shoot."

Curly bit his nails and said, "Five thousand."

"What the hell?" the photographer was stunned.

"This is five hundred yuan for you, why do you care if I want five thousand?" Zeng Kesi felt like the whole world was against her at this moment.

"Hey, you still remember it very clearly, it's five hundred, yes, plus the fees you owe for at least ten recordings, five thousand is already a discount for you."

Zeng Kesi: "..."

Why does every creditor remember so clearly!
"Brother, our director is gone and I am working part-time. If you ask for such a price, I can't reimburse you." The cameraman looked embarrassed.

"Then you go somewhere else." Curly Hair refused.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Zeng Kesi looked gloomily, took out his mobile phone and paid 5,000 yuan.

The cameraman on the side breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that he would have to pay in advance, otherwise financial reimbursement would be troublesome.

After Curly received the money, he got up and started working, opening various operation buttons.

"Okay, if you are filming, you'd better set up the camera and keep people out of it, otherwise it will affect the sound collection."

The cameraman immediately extended an OK gesture to show that he understood.

……

Mai Zishan and Yang Di found a cafe nearby.

"A soulless music businessman, right?" Yang Di asked.

Mai Zishan nodded.

Yang Di took out his mobile phone and played with it for a while.

"Okay, I'll give you two little rockets." Yang Di said with a smile.

"What?" Mai Zishan's eyes widened. Is this the strength of industry leaders? You haven't said anything yet, just give two little rockets as a meeting gift?
Mai Zishan's cell phone vibrated, and sure enough, it was Douyin's account showing in the background that Little Rocket had arrived.

How generous! It's not like that private message. Chef Caizhou or something said that he would send a small rocket, but in fact there was nothing.

"Thank you so much." Mai Zishan was very grateful in his heart.

Although he is a corporate executive, these two little rockets really feel like picking up money, which is much more satisfying than working hard to make money!
"You're welcome." Yang Di laughed.

"Let's get straight to the point and get to the point. I'm a director at the Era Agency, and I shoot a lot of music videos on weekdays.

"I hold about 3% of the company's shares," Yang Di said after taking a sip of coffee.

Mai Zishan understood clearly and thought that this company was good, so he would give him real shares.

"So, even if it's not my job to discover singers, when I meet an astounding singer like you, I have to get involved. Haha, Mr. Mai, are you interested in joining us to march towards the era?"

"Yes, of course I'm interested." Mai Zishan answered almost immediately.

He has long been sick of hearing about China, but he has never been able to find a home.

"How much will my salary be after joining? How much money will I have if I become popular? Do I have shares?" Mai Zishan asked a series of questions.

Yang Di was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? Do you have a mortgage? Why are you in such a hurry?" Yang Di asked.

Mai Zishan nodded: "I really have a mortgage."

"Well, first tell me how much your monthly mortgage payment is?"

"Nine thousand."

"...It's not a good time for you to get on the bus. The interest rate has reached its highest point?"

Mai Zishan smiled bitterly. "The prices are almost at their highest point."

"Do you think this will work? I'll apply with the company and help you pay off your monthly mortgage."

Yang Di paused and continued: "As for wages, our company has no precedent of paying artists, because all the artists signed by our company have already earned millions on their own, and they are all working to complete a small business. Go for the goal, no one cares about salary."

Mai Zishan was a little speechless. It seemed like this was true. Anyone who could be picked up by a brokerage company in the industry would already be famous.
He is such a freak.

"So, our company's rules and regulations, and our agency contract, do not have any clauses related to artists' wages. But think about it, with our company's packaging, you can become a real singer in no time. Do you still care about your salary by then?" Yang Di's eyes looked eagerly at Mai Zishan.

"That's the truth." Mai Zishan lowered his head and pondered.

"My business card has my information on it. You can check it directly online. I have filmed many music MVs. You will know the strength of our company just by looking at it."

"I don't doubt the strength of your company."

"That's good." Yang Di smiled honestly, "Although we are still far behind the number one in the industry, we have released many famous songs, such as Empty City, Give me a reason to forget you, and the girl said to me, these are all It’s our company’s song.” Yang Di said the name of the dish with confidence.

Wheat is good at talking but stops talking.

On the one hand, he wants to go to a brokerage company to gain packaging and exposure, and maybe become a singer. A big star is just around the corner.

But without a salary, I do feel a little uncomfortable.

He is already thirty years old, and his salary, which arrives regularly every month, is the source of all his security.

This sense of security allowed him to sleep well at night.

Without wages arriving on time, it's like working at high altitude without a safety net underground.

This made his middle-aged soul tremble.

　"Hey, the sun is nice today."

　　Mai Zishan raised his head and looked out the window at the hazy sky.

　　"Isn't the weather like this perfect for a picnic in the park?" Yu Jing continued.

　　"That's it. You go buy some strawberries, some bread, and a big roast chicken. Let's go have a picnic in the park."

　　"how about you?"

　　"I'll open my mouth."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)