Yang Ning rolled her eyes at Fang Jing. She mentioned that she was downstairs in the company more than ten minutes ago. If she hadn't called, she probably wouldn't have known when she would be able to come.
"I'm sorry, Sister Ning, I just met an acquaintance below and had a little chat."
"Forget it, let's get down to business," Yang Ning didn't ask who it was, "I brought you here because there are changes in your future development plans."
"My original plan was to work slowly and steadily. I would use your singing skills to gain popularity in the early stage, then release an album, appear in variety shows, then get endorsements, and finally get into film and television."
"It is expected that the time to lay the foundation will be at least three years. After three years, your career will develop rapidly."
"But the company doesn't know why it's so crazy and doesn't agree with my plan. According to their arrangement, it's best for you to exert your efforts now and arrange resources for you to test the water first. If possible, then rush all the way and develop towards a traffic star.
"
Fang Jing was overjoyed. Isn't this what he wanted? As long as there is traffic, a drama worth millions is not a dream. Although it will be out of date in two years, he doesn't care.
As long as the company is willing to support it, how much money can it make in two years? Five dramas a year, 10 million each, and 100 million in two years.
This is still a small amount. Fang Jing heard that the first sister Yang Mi has eleven dramas to be filmed next year, each with a salary of tens of millions.
Traffic stars become popular and cool down quickly, but with tens of millions, as long as Fang Jing doesn't gamble and can live a peaceful life in his hometown, it will be enough for him, and he won't be able to eat up all the bank interest.
"I didn't agree to the company's plan. Wouldn't this push you into a pit of fire?"
Yang Ning's next words pulled Fang Jing from heaven to hell. Fang Jing's heart was as sharp as a knife, "Sister, you are the one who pushed me into the fire pit."
"You are not the kind of person who doesn't have the strength to rely on your reputation to make a living. Although traffic stars are very popular, I don't think they can last long. Artists still have to rely on their works to speak for themselves."
"Sister Ning, how did you arrange it in the end? Has the company agreed to your plan?"
"I agreed to half of it. The original time to lay the foundation was shortened from three years to one year. I tried my best before they took a step back and agreed to let you play two less variety shows in the future."
"You don't need to thank me. As an agent, these are what I should do." Seeing Fang Jing's eyes turning red, Yang Ning was slightly moved, and her argument with the company was not in vain.
"I thank you for being my ancestor for eight lifetimes," Fang Jing thought in his mind as to how much money he had lost.
"Go back and have a good rest. In the next month, you will have six commercial performances, two interviews, and one variety show. The remaining time will be to prepare for the New Year's Eve concert of Magic City TV. In addition to the top ten choruses of the Voice of Dreams, you will have a
Song."
"Concerts are often held in your hometown. Tickets are charged a nominal fee and are not for the purpose of making money."
"Hiss!" Fang Jing said excitedly, "Sister Ning, how much money can I have?"
"About 14.5 million!"
"So few?" Fang Jing was confused.
Yang Ning glanced at him, "Interviews and variety shows can only be attended by paying for it. I don't have any money during New Year's Eve, so the concert just covers the organizer's expenses."
"What are your plans after that year?"
"There will be two variety shows and one drama after the year. Although you are not the protagonist, if you perform well, you will have no problem gaining a group of fans."
"But don't worry, I have already arranged the promotion. As long as the company puts in the effort, Gao Wei and the others will push your relevant articles every day."
"Huang Xiaoming's movie will also be released on New Year's Day. If you can't become popular, I really doubt whether you are suitable for the entertainment industry."
Yang Ning didn't say anything. If Fang Jing doesn't become popular, no one will be willing to ask him to accept endorsements, shoot commercials and appear in variety shows. What they are waiting for is the cold-blooded company. The treatment given to Fang Jing is not bad. It is so big.
If the capital goes down and there is no waste at all, which fool will continue to support it?
Fang Jing didn't say anything. After thinking for a while, he said, "Sister Ning, would it be better if I released a new song at the beginning of the new year? The popularity will still be there at that time."
"So cautious!!" Yang Ning covered her face, "You are a little confident. You are talented in your own right. Wen Jing also told me about Tiantian's improvement. If you throw so many resources at it, even a fool will become angry."
"It's better to be on the safe side." Fang Jing smiled.
Nan Yihuan, Bei Jingtian, and Zhuang Xinyan, who is not popular, these people don't have a lot of resources, and in the end they are tepid.
Especially Jing Tian, she was really flattered by the sky, offering double the salary to hire all kinds of kings and movie stars to co-star her, but in the end she still didn't get to the front line.
"Okay, whatever you want!"
…
When Fang Jing came out of the office, he was thinking about which song to "write" next. He was distracted and didn't pay attention, and bumped into someone at the elevator door.
"Sorry, sorry, hey! It's you!" Fang Jing bumped into Xu Shi, and next to him was Xiong Li.
Thinking of Xu Shi's talk about selling the copyright some time ago, Fang Jing suddenly realized that the buyer was Huanrui World.
It seems that Tomb Raiders from a Past Life was indeed produced by Huanrui, with Li Yifeng still in the lead role and Yang Yang in the second lead.
"Fang Jing! We meet again so soon."
"You two know each other?" Xiong Li asked.
"We know each other, we're very familiar with each other." Fang Jing rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Old Xu, I'll wait for you below in a minute, and we'll have lunch together."
"OK!"
Xu Shi agreed immediately. Within a few minutes of signing the contract, the copyright issue had already been negotiated and the price was set.
If there wasn't a column that required the author's signature, he wouldn't have come over.
Half an hour later, at a food stall, Xu Shi looked at the surrounding environment with a confused look on his face, "This is where celebrities treat guests to dinner? So stupid?"
Fang Jing's chest clapped loudly, "You're welcome, feel free to do it, today is mine."
"Boss! Three kidneys, five chicken fillets, two chicken legs, thirty skewers of mutton, and two bottles of beer."
Xu Shi was also relieved. He was an otaku. He usually felt like going abroad when going out. Fang Jingzhen was not used to going to high-end restaurants or hotels.
"Boss! Give me a copy of what he did!"
"Uncle Third! Are you here to sell the copyright of Tomb Raider Notes this time?"
"How do you know?" Xu Shi laughed out loud, "By the way, you are an artist of Happy Century, is it strange to know?"
"No! I knew it before I entered Huanrui!"
"How is that possible!" Xu Shi didn't believe it. "I only confirmed the sale to Huanrui some time ago. How could you know it before me?"
"Didn't you say so yourself?"
Xu Shi was confused, "When did I say that?"
He didn't even tell his relatives about selling the copyright, so how could he possibly complain outside.
"In the group!"
Fang Jing took out his mobile phone, clicked on the group and shook it.
"Hiss!" Xu Shi was in disbelief, his eyes widened like bells, "Why are you in the group?"
"Hey! What kind of photos did you send?" Fang Jing flipped through the records and smiled mischievously.
"Ahem! Then...how did you get in? No one noticed!"
"I am the most handsome man in the world!" Fang Jing trembled.
"Fuck! It's your kid!"
Most of the old people in the group, Xu Shi, know each other. After all, Yuedian holds some writer training sessions every year, and they have met more or less frequently.
There were only a few newcomers that he didn't know about, and Fang Jing was one of them. This kid even had a private chat with him and asked him why he dug the hole but didn't fill it.