"Internal news, Huawei bought the copyright of the Chinese and English version of My Dream. Fang Jing offered 90 million, but the other party did not counter-offer. The most expensive song in history was born."
When Fang Jing got up in the morning, the first hot search was the exposure of his cooperation with Huawei.
At the dining table, Fang Hui ate breakfast quietly without speaking. The two of them were silent.
After a while, unable to bear it any longer, Fang Hui stretched out his neck, raised his big eyes and said, "Did your song really sell for 90 million?"
"Hmm!" Fang Jing hummed after taking a sip of milk.
"Bang!"
Fang Hui slapped the table and couldn't help but gasped, "Ninety million, are they crazy, buying your song?"
"What are you talking about? Are you looking down on me?"
"Brother, why don't you write two poems for me." Fang Hui begged pitifully: "I will keep it well and offer it as a family heirloom. When I have no money in the future, I will sell it for thirty to fifty million."
"We really can't bury it in the earth and keep it for our children and grandchildren so that they can make a fortune in the future. After all, it's more valuable than antiques. No, antiques are more valuable as they get older."
"It seems that the original author of such a boring thing as a painting usually doesn't care much about money when he is alive. It is after death that the real value doubles, just like Van Gogh's sunflowers. You said that if you were no longer alive one day, wouldn't the songs left behind be the same?
…”
"That's enough!" Fang Jing slapped Fang Hui on the head and said angrily: "What do you know? People buy songs to buy my popularity, and who told you that I can buy a song for 90 million? It's obviously
Two songs.”
It’s not like Huawei is stupid. Are there really sky-high-priced songs in the world? Shit! No matter how popular a song is, it’s impossible for it to cost so much.
What they value is Fang Jing's influence. They use his songs as promotional songs and introductions to attract fans to consume and monetize mobile phone traffic. Having Fang Jing endorse them will attract more consumers to join the buying and buying army.
Rubbing his head, Fang Hui said: "Two songs are quite a lot, one is 45 million, which is also a sky-high price."
"There is also my mobile phone endorsement fee." Fang Jing rolled his eyes.
"Ah! That's not high." Fang Hui was stunned and curled his lips and said, "People on the Internet can really talk nonsense. They can say hundreds of thousands of dollars per word about you."
Huawei's new mobile phone has not yet been released, and the outside world has no idea about Fang Jing's contract signing. Fang Jing can guarantee that if a song costs 90 million, this headline-grabbing project must be done by Huawei.
He has good abacus skills, and using it to attract a lot of attention, and has accumulated so much popularity, the next mobile phone to enter the market will definitely be a sensation.
However, he was too lazy to respond and would wait for a few days.
…
While eating, Fang Jing received a call from Yang Ning, asking him to open the door.
"Surprise or not!"
Opening the door, Yang Ning, wearing black stockings, long hair hanging around her waist, and high-heeled shoes, gave Fang Jing a hug and put a red lip on her neck. She didn't want to separate for a long time, and there was a hint of further trends.
"Ahem! Why is Sister Ning here?" Fang Hui coughed crazily.
"Hey, little Fanghui is here too?" Yang Ning walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Of course it's our little Fanghui's college entrance examination. I'm here specially to accompany you. I'll take you to the mall tomorrow. You can swipe your card as you like."
"Oh! How can this work!" Fang Hui was so happy that she almost jumped up and said, "I'm going to school, you guys can talk."
Fang Jing was confused, "Don't you guys start your vacation today?"
"There are still a bunch of books in the school. I have to take them home. I won't come back after lunch with my classmates. I will go home on time at 6 p.m."
"Why are you bringing books? Are you planning to repeat your studies next year?"
"Do you talk like that?" Yang Ning glared at Fang Jing, turned to the sensible Fang Hui and smiled: "How can you let others treat you when you are eating with your classmates? Bring some money and have more fun."
As he spoke, he took out a wad of cash from his bag without even looking at it.
"Hmm, I just remembered that it's my best friend's birthday and I have to accompany her. I might not be able to come back tonight." Afraid of being robbed by Fang Jing, Fang Hui hid the money in her clothes and was as happy as a fool, running out the door without looking back.
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I got it, I got it, let's say less than ten thousand this time. Sure enough, to get rich, you have to sell your background. It seems that she will be at home more in the future, otherwise it is easy to miss such good things.
Looking at Fang Hui's back, Fang Jing said angrily to Yang Ning: "Why did the kid give her so much money?"
"You think she is just a child. You don't understand the world of girls at all. What's wrong with spending some money? You are always poor to support her. Be careful about which boy will cheat her away in the future."
"Girl, it's better to be more refined. Nowadays, which girl doesn't put on makeup? But makeup costs money. Forget it, let me take a shower."
"Bring me the bath towel later..."
…
At night, with the moon and stars sparse, Fang Jing leaned on the pillow and smoked lightly. His dark circles were really eye-catching. With a snap, a jade arm was wrapped around his neck.
Shivering all over, Fang Jing choked out: "It's really gone!"
"call!!"
Listening to the faint and calm breathing, Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the person was not awake yet.
"Did you think I was asleep?" Suddenly, a clear and sweet voice sounded, and Yang Ning smiled mischievously, "That's right, all the public rations have been paid."
Fang Jing shivered, "Not a drop left."
"Okay, I'll let you go first. Let me tell you something. Long Danni is currently planning a variety show called Tomorrow's Son. She directly approached Tencent to cooperate. What do you mean by this?"
"Let her make a fuss. It's none of our business. She's not a member of the company. We just have a cooperative relationship."
"But I feel that she wants to start a new business. She has signed several singers with Produce 101 before, and with the people our company has given her, her strength is not weak now."
"If Tomorrow's Child is established, will she open an entertainment company next?"
From the time he left Xiangnan Satellite TV to the present, things seem to be calm for Long Danni, but in fact he is not at all restless. He has made all the preparations in private and has taken every step very steadily.
People who have seen the vast world will not settle for living in the countryside.
According to the current situation, it is almost inevitable for Long Danni to start a company. Although she had money before, she had no one. With the cooperation of Nanjing, she got several popular artists, and now Rocket Girl is also under her.
It's so hot.
But these people are all from Nanjing and will have to leave sooner or later.
When the Son of Tomorrow develops in the next step, without Nanjing's involvement, those contestants will definitely be taken under her wing.
"Yeah!" Fang Ding nodded, "She asked me for a few songs before, but now it seems that they are prepared for the children of tomorrow."
"You're crazy."
"You women are just short-sighted. The market is so big, how can one company eat all of it? Besides, can you stop them? If they want to open a company, can you stop them?"
Long Danni is not a person who can get along with others. It can be seen from his daring to change jobs from Xiangnan Satellite TV after disagreements. It is only a matter of time to start his own company and be his own boss sooner or later.
Yang Ning suddenly said, "Okay, I am a woman with short-sightedness, so let me see how long a man like you is."