Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

It's really laughable that he's daydreaming here just after starting a company.

"Come on, come on, let's just talk about those two songs. I'm not interested in the rest..." Producer Wang waved his hand and said.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Qi stared at him and said, "I'll give the TV station 20% of the profit. If the sales don't reach that figure, I'll make up for the shortfall."

what's the situation?

Producer Wang was stunned. The two albums were guaranteed to sell one million copies, and 20% would be 1.6 million. According to Zhou Qi, no matter how well they sold, the 1.6 million would have to go to the TV station?

He is just a producer, and currently he is mainly in charge of TV series. How much does it cost to shoot a TV series? A business worth 1.6 million is far beyond the scope of his decision.

"Are you serious?" Producer Wang's face was full of disbelief.

Zhou Qi smiled slightly, leaned back, and instantly showed his rich style. He raised his hand to signal the door and said, "You should go ask your leader for instructions!"

It's really uncomfortable to be looked down upon. But now Supervisor Wang didn't dare to say anything harsh. If this business was really delayed by him, he couldn't bear the blame. He hesitated and said, "Wait a moment."

Producer Wang went out in a hurry.

Feng You and a few others were counting on their fingers.

For 500,000 boxes, they get a 5% commission, which comes out to 200,000.

Three people got one share, which was more than 60,000 yuan each. There were stars in their eyes. They were getting more and more excited and couldn't keep calm anymore.

Bai Qiaoqiao moved closer to Zhou Qi, almost sticking to him, and whispered, "If I became a female celebrity, would I have to be more secretive with you, Master?"

The voice was as sweet as honey, and any normal man would have some reaction.

Zhou Qi turned his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Go away."

"No."

"..."

Not long after, Producer Wang came back alone and said to Zhou Qi, "I have reported the cooperation to the director. The director wants to see the artists and listen to the quality of the music first. Our producer in charge of music will also be here. We have to go to the recording studio."

A business worth 1.6 million, and the director just showed up? This guy is really too arrogant.

However, it is prudent and there is nothing wrong with understanding the artist's situation before discussing cooperation.

"We didn't bring any musical instruments," said Feng You.

Producer Wang smiled faintly: "Don't worry about it, but if you are not ready, we can talk about it another day."

Zhou Qi smiled, this was still a look down upon the strength of their band.

"Is there any problem?" Zhou Qi asked.

"No." Feng You stood up and said, "Brother Qi, we won't embarrass you."

Zhou Qi chuckled, stood up, and said to Producer Wang, "Then let's get ready and start right away."

"please."

Bai Qiaoqiao and Jiang Jun followed Zhou Qi out.

Feng You and the other three were so nervous that their hands became stiff and they quickly moved them around.

Feng You said: "The opportunity is right in front of us, come on, don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

"Just take care of yourself first, your face is pale."

"Slap me twice, quick."

"Come on! Come on! Come on."

Hearing the shouting from behind, Zhou Qi paused and smiled softly.

Producer Wang showed a trace of disdain on his face, bumpkin, country bumpkin, rookie.

Several people followed Producer Wang to the recording studio.

There were some equipment inside, and when they arrived, several staff members were busy moving a drum set onto the table.

Feng You and the others looked around, their eyes full of curiosity.

This is their first time in such a place, just like country people coming to the city, everything is new to them.

But in Zhou Qi's opinion, this place was just so-so, tacky and far inferior to the photo studios he had seen before.

I took a quick look, but showed no interest.

This place is not actually a professional recording studio, at most it is a temporary performance venue for Feng You and his team. When it comes to recording, the professionalism of the radio station crushes the TV station.

After all, you still need to find a radio station to record the tape.

However, in terms of influence and communication power, the TV station has an absolute advantage. It would be much easier to deal with the TV station first and then the radio station. He even doesn't need to negotiate in person.

Video and audio are inseparable, and there has always been cooperation between them.

As soon as they arrived here, Feng You and the other two began to tinker with the instruments, tuning and testing them, making full preparations.

After waiting for a long time, the music producer and the small team that Producer Wang mentioned finally arrived.

Everyone of them has a look on their face that says "I'm the best". They don't even bother to pay attention to the boss Zhou Qi, let alone Feng You and the others, who they don't even look at.

They sat in the temporarily arranged seats and chatted, without any urgency to start, obviously waiting for some important person.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a big belly and a fat face came in.

Seeing him appear, everyone stood up immediately, "Director, Director Liu..."

Everyone said hello.

Supervisor Wang ran forward and said respectfully, "Director Liu, everything is ready."

"Ah."

Director Liu responded indifferently, and glanced at Feng You and the others on the stage, showing little interest. But when he saw Bai Qiaoqiao next to Zhou Qi, the corners of his mouth lifted up imperceptibly, and he looked from bottom to top, and then from top to bottom, examining Bai Qiaoqiao thoroughly.

Not bad.

"Let me introduce them. This is Mr. Zhou Qi, and this is the director of our TV station, Director Liu Chong." Producer Wang introduced both parties.

"Hello, Director Liu." Zhou Qi extended his hand.

Liu Chong smiled, stretched out his hand to shake his hand, glanced at Bai Qiaoqiao and asked, "Is this also an artist from your company?"

"Hello, Director Liu, my name is Bai Qiaoqiao." Bai Qiaoqiao bowed slightly and introduced herself.

"Well, this girl is quite polite." Liu Chong commented.

Producer Wang continued, "Director Liu, regarding this cooperation, President Zhou..."

Before he could finish, Liu Chong raised his hand to interrupt him: "Listen to the song first, there's no rush for the collaboration."

Zhou was unhappy with Liu Chong's attitude, but he didn't say much.

Liu Chong simply left him aside, sat down in the middle seat, waved at Feng You and the others, and didn't even say "start".

Feng You and the other two looked at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi nodded.

The three of them took a deep breath, and Feng You turned around and nodded to the two of them.

Then the music started.

As soon as Feng You opened his mouth, his voice had some minor flaws due to nervousness.

But as the rhythm progressed, he gradually found the feeling, sang more and more freely, and his condition got better and better.

The music producer's expression began to change from his initial disdain and contempt.

He had been leaning lazily on the back of his chair, but now he sat up straight, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Feng You and the others became serious and eager.

Although his small team had different reactions, it was not difficult to tell from the way they nodded and tapped the table to the rhythm that they had been conquered by the song.

After the song "I Can't Help It" ended, Feng Youzheng wanted to continue singing "The Sea", but was interrupted.

Liu Chong looked at the music supervisor and asked, "How do you feel?"