Following Chen Jianhao, Lu Chen came to the reserved seating area on the upper floor of the bar.
The Forgettable Bar was renovated from an old warehouse. Since the floor height is more than six meters and nearly seven meters, it was transformed into two floors, with the middle space left open for the stage. The layout is very clever, integrating the entire space.
Make full use of it.
Like most bars in Houhai, Wangyoucao Bar has a reserved seating area with three wine tables. No matter how good the business is, they will always be empty waiting for VIPs who may not show up.
Because when running a bar business, personal connections are very important. Chen Jianhao already has a wide circle of friends. If a good friend or someone who cannot be offended suddenly comes to the door, and the bar is already full at this time, and there is no place to sit, then there is no doubt that
It's a very embarrassing thing.
That’s why reserved seating areas exist.
Anyone who comes to Lu Chen to buy songs can sit in a reserved seat, so he will definitely not be an ordinary character.
Perhaps seeing that he was a little nervous, Chen Jianhao whispered as he went up the stairs: "Don't worry, it's up to you whether to sell it or not. As long as I'm here, no one will make things difficult for you."
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, boss."
Chen Jianhao is really a very good boss, although he is usually a bit strict with people.
Two of the three wine tables in the reserved seating area are empty. The table near the wrought iron fence is occupied by a man and a woman. The man is about thirty years old, wearing a straight suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
Her hair is neatly combed, and you can tell from a glance that she is the kind of professional elite.
The woman was much younger, with a petite figure and good looks. She was dressed quite casually. She was holding the wine glass in her hand and looking around curiously, as if everything in the bar was new to her.
"Manager Song, I brought someone here..."
Chen Jianhao took Lu Chen over and said with a smile, "This is Lu Chen, Xiao Lu!"
The man in the suit waited until Chen Jianhao walked in front of him before standing up. A faint smile appeared on his face, and he nodded to Lu Chen reservedly.
The woman on the side stood up in a hurry, but forgot to put down her wine glass, causing some of the wine to spill out.
Chen Jianhao introduced: "Xiao Lu, this is the deputy general manager of Qingyu Media, Mr. Song Xinwei, manager of the agency department, and this is Miss Dong Xuan, assistant to the general manager."
Qingyu Media? Isn’t that the very hot-tempered and arrogant Su Qingmei still unwilling to give up?
Lu Chen thought to himself, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand to the man in the suit without being humble or overbearing: "Hello, Manager Song."
Song Xinwei reached out and shook his hand: "Hello."
Lu Chen extended his hand to Miss Dong Xuan again: "Hello, Miss Dong."
Dong Xuan quickly shook his hand and said with a slight stutter: "Okay, hello, Lu Chen..."
Lu Chen smiled.
This assistant to the general manager is really young, a complete newcomer to the workplace.
Of course, he didn't need to care about whether the other party was qualified for the position of assistant to the general manager. After being polite, everyone sat down at the wine table.
Song Xinwei said straight to the point: "Xiao Lu, the thing is like this, we came here tonight at the request of Director Su Qingmei Su, and we want to buy the copyright of a song from you."
With that said, he nodded to Dong Xuan, who immediately took out a few pieces of paper from the briefcase he carried with him.
Song Xinwei continued: "Our company's legal department has confirmed that the copyright of this song called 'My Deskmate' belongs entirely to you, so we are willing to buy the entire copyright of it at a high price. Please review this contract."
Lu Chen calmly accepted the contract.
It is very simple for Qingyu Media to confirm the copyright of a song. You only need to search through the "Greater China Music Library". You can search for the song title, lyrics or score.
This is the authority and convenience of the "Greater China Music Library". Although the registration fee is high, it avoids possible copyright disputes legally and saves a lot of trouble.
And as long as Lu Chen is willing, he can also complete the copyright transaction through the "Greater China Music Library".
But these are not the point.
His eyes quickly scanned the list of clauses in the contract, and he quickly focused on the key points.
That is the price for transferring the copyright. It is clearly written in black and white on the paper: ￥20000.00
There is also a capital letter of 20,000 Yuan at the back.
Twenty thousand yuan!
When he first saw the price, Lu Chen was really moved.
He used to work two jobs desperately, working more than 15 hours a day. After deducting daily expenses, the money he earned was only four to five thousand yuan sent home every month.
But now he can easily take away 20,000 as long as he signs his name on this contract.
The most important thing is that there are countless good songs in his memory, and it really doesn't matter if he sells one.
Opposite Lu Chen, Song Xinwei keenly noticed the change in the former's expression through the ultra-thin resin lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses, and an imperceptible hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.
If it weren't for Su Qingmei's request, as the dignified deputy general manager of Qingyu Media, he wouldn't have personally brought someone here to negotiate a small contract of only 20,000 yuan with a young boy.
Of course, 20,000 yuan must be a huge amount of money for the kid in front of me, and he is probably dizzy.
Lucky boy!
However, Lu Chen was not knocked unconscious. After understanding the price, he began to carefully check other terms.
The more he looked at her, the uglier his face became.
Selling out all the copyright terms of "My Deskmate" except for the right of authorship is considered normal, and Lu Chen agrees with it, but why is it that he is not allowed to continue singing this song in any public place?
In other words, after he sells the song, he can no longer even sing in the Forgettable Bar?
Another thing is that Qingyu Media has priority over his works. Before the former confirms the abandonment, he cannot transfer the works he creates in the future to a third party!
What a mess!
If Lu Chen signed the contract in a hurry without reading it carefully, it would be equivalent to being tied to the boat of Qingyu Media and losing the initiative over his own works.
Behind the high-price inducement is indeed a trap.
Lu Chen understood and returned the contract resolutely: "Sorry, I can't sign this contract."
He said the same thing to Su Qingmei yesterday.
Song Xinwei was waiting for Lu Chen to sign. He didn't expect Lu Chen to refuse, so he couldn't help but be stunned: "What?"
Lu Chen repeated the words.
This time Song Xinwei finally understood. He felt humiliated, and his expression suddenly changed: "Can I know why? Is it because of the price?"
"Then I think you should know that this price is impossible for others to give!"
In fact, Lu Chen understood this.
Today's era is no longer the 1980s and 1990s. The rise of the Internet and the prevalence of piracy have led to a great decline in the record industry. Today's singers and stars are fighting for the fan economy and eyeball economy, all kinds of crazy hype, all kinds of gambling
To gain popularity, it is no longer the case that you can make a lot of money just by releasing a best-selling album.
The status of pop music songwriters is naturally not as good as before.
Moreover, now that technology is advanced, even ordinary people can create with the help of software such as "Singing Master". The threshold for composing lyrics and music has been greatly lowered, and the market is filled with countless third-rate inferior works.
If an amateur author writes a song that can be sung, he does not need to spend money to register it in the "Greater China Music Library". As long as he uploads it to a music website to prove his copyright, he will be willing to sell it for 3,500 yuan.
The price for professional songwriters is much higher, but for a newbie or a third-rate songwriter to write a song, the price is only two to three thousand at most, and someone has to want it, and even if it is discounted, no one will take it.
Qingyu Media paid 20,000 yuan to buy Lu Chen's "My Deskmate", which is already treated like a celebrity!
You must know that this is Lu Chen's first work, and his works have not yet been tested by the market.
That's why Song Xinwei is so angry - why are the newbies so ignorant of the sky and the earth?
But what Lu Chen cares about is not the price.
“Price is not an issue...”
He said seriously: "I am willing to sell the copyright for 20,000 yuan, but I cannot agree to other terms."
The value of "My Deskmate" is definitely more than 20,000, but Lu Chen took into account the relationship between Chen Jianhao and Su Qingmei, and he was unwilling to offend a media company, so it didn't matter if he suffered a small loss.
But the premise is only for this song!
Song Xinwei understood what Lu Chen meant, but his attitude did not change at all. He sneered: "Xiao Lu, you have to think about it, without these terms, would our company have offered such a high price? Who do you think you are?
?And your signature rights are still there. This is an opportunity for you to become famous. You must cherish it!"
He just pointed at Lu Chen's nose and said, "Don't you know what's good or bad?"
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Manager Song, I'm just a nobody. A big company like Qingyu Media really can't afford it. You'd better hire someone else!"
If Su Qingmei heard his last two words in reply, she would probably be furious.
Lu Chen is also a person with a temper. His pride is deep in his bones. Although he has bent over and lowered his head due to the pressure of life, his knees have always been strong!
After saying that, he stood up and nodded towards Dong Xuan, and then said to Chen Jianhao: "Boss, I'm going down first, I have to come on stage later."
When Lu Chen and Song Xinwei were discussing just now, Chen Jianhao remained silent. Now he smiled and said, "Go ahead. I'll have two more drinks with Manager Song here."
"Thank you boss!"
Lu Chen didn't even look at Song Xinwei and left the reserved seat area.
Song Xinwei was so angry that he didn't even drop his wine glass. He looked at Chen Jianhao and said coldly: "Boss Chen, your guy is really brave. I've seen it today!"
"Haha, young people..."
Chen Jianhao laughed and said: "It's all like this, who hasn't been young? Come on, drink and drink!"
How could Song Xinwei still drink? He was feeling an unprecedented frustration.