
As the music producer of Wind Pursuer, Ding Chengzhi was dragged to a concert held by an unknown singer by Sheng Wenshi. Subconsciously, he thought that this would be a waste of time.
Although Sheng Wenshi praised this singer to the sky, the entertainment industry also thus — the fame of a singer determines his abilities. The only time an unknown singer gets a chance is to meet the son of a rich man.
However, Sheng Wenshi refused to share the video he had recorded, wanting to keep it a secret. He only told Ding Chengzhi to wait and see.
Ding Chengzhi was somewhat confused. The time was precious, and Wind Pursuer was at the final stage of filming. He had no time to play around with Sheng Wenshi.
But when he followed Sheng Wenshi, the bearded man of — Miao Zian — and the others and arrived at that place, he started to feel that something was wrong.
Normally, even when the son of a rich man wanted to get the good of others, he would not create such a big sight — only 40 cars cost more than 30 million yuan. It couldn't just make Li Nianwei happy.
Ding Chengzhi had already started to notice this incredible concert.
When the first song, "Roll Up the Beaded Curtain," ended, Ding Chengzhi was greatly shocked in his heart. This is not a song that makes people sick after listening to it a few times. It was a song worth listening to over and over again.
With the second song, "Lightning Pursuit," Ding Chengzhi was completely blown away.
When the song ended, Ding Chengzhi was shocked. He stood still for an entire minute, then started to tremble. He rushed towards the security guard at the venue. "Here we go! Here goes! This is what I'm looking for! Security, security! I'm the music producer for Penghui Films, Ding Chengzhi. Hurry up, take me to your boss. I'd like to meet the person who planned this concert. I want to see it! Now! Now too! "
The crowd chanted "Li Nianwei" so loudly that it felt like an avalanche. The security guard could not hear what Ding Chengzhi said. "Sir, what are you saying? I can't hear you!"
Ding Chengzhi anxiously jumped on the spot, shouting. "I'm a music producer for Penghui Films, Ding Chengzhi. Hurry up, take me to your boss!"
In such a situation, he could not make himself heard regardless of how much he shouted. Security was confused and had no idea what was going on. Many feelings surged, and Ding Chengzhi suddenly had an idea. He raised his fist and punched the security guard.
Then he was surrounded and kicked by a group of security officers, then dragged away …
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Hong Dali enjoys himself, partying with his classmates. They eat the best fruits and snacks, play with the most expensive and cute dogs, and drink the most luxurious drinks, enjoying themselves to the fullest.
The crowd cheered and listened to the concert as the stadium security manager knocked on the door and entered. He bowed to Hong Dali and said, "Young Master Dali, there is a man who claims to be a music producer for Penghui Films. His name was Ding Chengzhi, and he wanted to see Young Master Dali." look at his face, as if he was trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, let him in. Did he say why he was looking for me?"
The security manager helplessly said, "I'm sorry. I'm afraid he can't come to Young Master Dali. Young Master Dali must go see him. "
The security manager wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Uh .. That's not the case .. Mr. Ding Chengzhi was accidentally injured and unable to move. He's lying in a hospital bed now. Therefore, you must go …"
Hong Dali muttered. "Oh .. Ask him to wait, then. I listened to Sister Nianwei sing."
The security guard had no choice but to leave. "O.. okay …"
Music producer Penghui Films? Hong Dali pouted. "Who is he so arrogant? How badly was he injured so he couldn't even walk? I have to go see him? It's so weird …"
While he was pondering, someone knocked on the door again. Hong Dali impatiently replied, "Who is that? Don't you know I'm happily wasting? Don't bother me if it doesn't matter. Don't you know I'm really busy ?!"
While he was talking, the knocking continued. Hong Dali replied troubledly, "Xiaoyi, ask him to shut up!"
When Xiaoyi opened the door, a shadow lunged at the crutches. "Are you Young Master Dali? I am the music producer of Penghui Films, Ding Chengzhi. This is my business card! May I know if the singer on stage, Miss Li Nianwei, is an artist under your company?"
Hong Dali turned around and was amused by what he saw.
The man who claimed to be the music producer for Penghui Films, Mr. Ding Chengzhi, dusty and dirty. Dirty head. His face was beaten black and blue, his arms were bandaged, and his legs were thrown. He looked cute, propping himself up with crutches. Hong Dali's classmates all laughed out loud. Those who are easily amused laugh until they roll on the floor. Hong Dali almost spat out water in his mouth. "Uncle, did you come to the wrong studio? What's wrong with your clothes?"
"That's to meet you. No matter how much I shouted, the security guard could not hear me. In a state of anxiety, I punched him." Ding Chengzhi was looking for a chair to sit on. "And I was beaten by security guards. But it's okay. After they dragged me out, they heard what I had to say. It's not easy to finally meet you."
Hearing that, Hong Dali stared in bewilderment.
This guy punched a security guard and was beaten just to see me? But the security guard is innocent.
At this moment, Hong Dali finally said, "Camerad, you've worked hard!" His classmates laughed out loud once again.
Ding Chengzhi did not care about embarrassment. He grabbed Hong Dali's arm and started shaking it. He anxiously said, "Young Master Dali, Li Nianwei is the most talented and valuable singer. It must be the first in my heart! Our company made a movie recently, Wind Pursuer. What we're lacking now is the theme song for the film. After hearing Li Nianwei sing, "Lightning Pursuit" was the right song. Young Master Dali, will you sell us the license for this song? Our company is more than willing to pay licensing fees. As long as you agree, 200,000 Yuan will be transferred to you at once! "
Two hundred thousand yuan for the license fee for one song is a good price. It's just a license fee, not a copyright fee. "License fee" means that Penghui Films will be able to use the song, but the song remains Li Nianwei's. If the copyright for the song is sold, it means that even the original author will not be able to use it in the future.
This is the difference between the two costs. Even the world's top singers could hardly imagine earning 200,000 yuan for a licensing fee for a song.
While his classmates were all shocked by the matter, Hong Dali calmly drank a mouthful of water and said, "No way."