Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

Hearing the call, Ye Lan stopped and turned back.

She was happy to answer Qin Xun's question, and she cherished every opportunity to show off in front of Qin Xun, the King of Force.

Ye Lan smiled.

"Are you asking how much money you can make from a concert with 60,000 people?"

"Or do you want to ask me how much money I can make from a concert with 60,000 people?"

Qin Xun smiled faintly and said.

"I want to know how much money I can make from a concert with 60,000 people."

The voice just fell.

Ye Lan was stunned.

Shit, I haven’t even started installing it yet and he’s already done it?

Xia Ning, Wu Yu, Niu Xiaojun, Xu Luoluo, and Wang Cui all looked at Qin Xun.

Xia Ning was the most shocked.

She didn't expect that this person who always took pride in slacking off would take the initiative to expand his career.

Are you going to have a concert?

He used to look down on the money he could make by being in the limelight.

He had rejected many companies' olive branches in the past.

Ye Lan said.

"How much money a singer can make from a concert depends on his popularity and the box office appeal of the concert."

"What is the attendance rate, how much a ticket can be sold for, how many advertising sponsors can be attracted, and the sales of peripheral products."

"All of the above determine how much money a singer gets from a concert."

Qin Xun roughly knew all this, and also knew that singers had to share profits with the organizers, and the bigger the name, the more they got.

But he keenly captured a highlight.

"How much did you say you could get for one ticket?"

He emphasized the word "fry".

Ye Lan admired Qin Xun's sharpness and told him some shady stuff.

"Yes, that's how much it's fried to."

"As singers, we don't have much power over the price of concert tickets, but the organizers and we definitely want the price to be as high as possible."

“However, it is not convenient for us to set the price too high.”

"First, the relevant departments do not allow it, second, it will have a bad reputation on the singer, and third..."

She smiled bitterly.

“The third is that I’m afraid I won’t be able to sell it, not make any money, and lose face.”

"So, some, or sometimes even a large portion of, a concert's tickets are sold by scalpers."

"They will give a market price based on how popular the concert is."

"If the tickets for my concert sell very well and are sold at a very high price, the organizer will raise the price for my next concert."

"I can also ask for more share."

Qin Xun is not a simple person. He knows that some shameless organizers and scalpers are actually in cahoots.

One played the good guy, shouting "Death to the scalpers" on the stage, and the other played the bad guy, "That's the price, just tell me whether you want it or not?"

When the noise died down, the two parties hid in the clubhouse, clinked their glasses and laughed.

"A bunch of idiots!"

There is a saying circulating online that the largest scalper in the country is the largest ticket purchasing platform in the country.

However, although he had not watched the concert, he remembered that Longguo seemed to have issued a real-name ticket purchase bill.

Qin Xun asked.

"Isn't it a real-name purchase now?"

“Can I still fry it?”

Ye Lan explained.

"Although tickets are purchased with real names, in order to facilitate those who have bought tickets but cannot come due to some unexpected matters, there is a rule that each ticket can be transferred once."

"But where in the world can you get tickets for free?"

"Given the skills of scalpers, do you think they can't get tens of thousands of ID cards?"

Qin Xun thought of the news about some ignorant girls donating their blood for a ticket, and smiled with a hint of sarcasm.

Men have a kidney machine, and women have a blood ticket.

It is easier for women to make quick money than men.

Qin Xun looked at Ye Lan meaningfully and asked.

"Then have you cooperated with scalpers?"

Ye Lan raised her middle finger to Qin Xun.

"Don't judge people by their appearance. Not everyone is willing to make money in such a dishonest way."

“Although we artists feel a little proud when we see scalpers drive up the price of our tickets, they are really annoying!”

“There are still people who truly use concerts to express gratitude to their fans.”

"Like me!"

Qin Xun nodded, thought about it, and suddenly found a problem.

"Hey, you've been pretending for so long, but you didn't even answer my question!"

“How much money do you think I can make from a concert for 60,000 people?”

Ye Lan still raised her middle finger and said.

"How do I know this?"

"Although you are a great songwriter and singer, you have never proven your concert box office appeal."

"With all the scandals you have, who knows how much you can earn?"

Qin Xun asked rhetorically.

"So how much do you earn?"

Ye Lan frowned.

"Hey, why are you asking me such a personal question?"

As she spoke, she smiled slightly.

"However, I can tell you that the tickets for my concert three days later are selling well, with an attendance rate of over 80%, and ticket revenue of about 4000 million."

Qin Xun frowned slightly and nodded subconsciously.

"Very good, very good."

“It’s just that the money is a little less.”

Ye Lan: "???"

She felt greatly insulted.

It is almost impossible to fill a concert with 60,000 people. The expensive seats can almost all be sold out, but there will be some seats left in the corners.

For a stadium with a capacity of 80 people, its attendance rate can reach %, which is very gratifying.

This bastard actually said...the money is a little less?

Ye Lan turned and left, ignoring Qin Xun's call from behind.

"Ye Lan?"

"Ye Lan?"

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

"I still have something to ask!"

Qin Xun watched Ye Lan walk into her bedroom, turned to look at Xia Ning and asked.

"You were fine, why is she suddenly angry?"

Xia Ning sighed.

"As a bystander, I was a little angry."

Niu Xiaojun sneered.

"It's because you're so pretentious!"

She took Wu Yu and Xu Luoluo's hands and ran, running very fast, as if she was running away from a plague god.

Wang Cui followed and left.

Qin Xun lowered his head listlessly, turned back to his room, and thought silently in his mind.

The ticket revenue for a concert is only 4000 million. There are only 30 days in a month, so even if it is open every day, it is only 12 billion.

We need such a big venue every day.

It has to be full every day.

You earn 12 billion yuan by singing and dancing for a month and you still have to share it with others?

No wonder singers are not as well-known as movie stars. It’s so hard for them to make money!

Suddenly, Qin Xun heard Xia Ning ask himself.

"Qin Xun, what are you thinking about?"

Qin Xun came back to his senses, looked up at Xia Ning and said.

“I was thinking, it’s so hard for singers to make money!”

"Like begging for food!"

Xia Ning: "???"

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and after a while, she opened her eyes, clenched her fists and beat Qin Xun.

"Still pretending!"

"Still pretending?!"

"Let you show off!"

"Let you show off!"

……

the next day.

After breakfast, Qin Xun did not go boxing with Liu Xiaoquan, but walked towards another villa in the manor.

Xia Ning asked.

"What are you going to do?"

Qin Xun: "Write a song!"

Xia Ning: "What song do you want to write?"

Qin Xun saw Ye Lan standing not far away and peeking at this side, and said.

"Didn't I say that before?"

"I won't sing a song a second time. I'm going to help Ye Lan sing in a few days, so of course I have to write two new songs."

Ye Lan smiled.

Qin Xun looked at Ye Lan and said.

"The price is right, even the gods are useless."

"Ye Lan, if I perform well, you can find me a wealthy organizer and I will hold a concert too."

"Let them advance me 10 billion yuan, and I will sing and dance for them!"

The smile on Ye Lan's face disappeared and she turned and left.

"Damn it, this is sick!"

"Don't say the price is right, even the gods will do nothing."

"You can't ask others to advance 10 billion yuan even if you are a god!"

Qin Xun was dissatisfied, frowned and whispered.

"If you don't try, how can you know?"