In the afternoon, he went out again, and Song Yiyuan came back in the evening.
When he came back, Shi Fei was revising Jiang Yu’s test papers. He looked up and saw that Song Yiyuan’s face looked like he had eaten dynamite, which obviously meant that things hadn’t gone well.
After asking some questions, he realised that Yunyue Music Network wasn’t willing to terminate the contract with Song Yiyuan.
Occupying the contract and uploading music without promoting it for him, promoting it wasn’t impossible, but the specific time may not be determined.
‘It’s so shameless; they are indeed unscrupulous businessmen. Okay, they took advantage of the loopholes in the contract; we can take advantage of them too. The contract didn’t specify which day it would be promoted, but it also didn’t specify which album it was for. We’ll just directly negotiate with other music websites and companies for the new album.” Song Yiyuan’s neck was swelling with anger, showing how angry he was.
“Sure, I think this method is good.” Shi Fei quickly revised the exam paper with a red pen. This guy actually sent him a written one every day. A while ago, when Shi Fei was busy with his music album, he piled it up for several days without correcting it.
“Do you think it’s good too?” Song Yiyuan asked.
“I had thought from the beginning that Yunyue Music Network would refuse to terminate the contract. Tianxing Media is determined to take over our entire studio in one fell swoop, and of course, they will resort to ruthless measures. These are probably the conditions that Tang Kun and Yunyue Music Network have improved from the beginning.” Shi Fei rubbed his temples, and his expression began to become irritable. “If I’m not mistaken, he will not only negotiate the conditions with Yunyue Music Network but also negotiate with several other major music platform companies to prevent my music album from going online.”
Song Yiyuan exclaimed, “Would they go that far?” He didn’t doubt this possibility in the slightest; with his understanding of Tianxing Media, they would definitely do something that would drive them to extinction.
“Just like you said, if they go through the contract loophole, we’ll go through the contract loophole as well. Upload the song to another website.” Shi Fei corrected two more questions, and finally his face darkened with anger. “What did Jiang Yu do when he was studying? Did his head grow just to show off his height?”
Heavily slamming that red pen onto the table, which started Song Yiyuan.
Why did this image seem similar to the recent online popularity of parents tutoring their children’s homework and storming out in a rage?
Shi Fei took two deep breaths, trying to let his mood ease down as much as possible, and then exasperatedly said, “A pig can calculate better than him; what’s the use of keeping him?”
He took two deep breaths, and after a while, as if he had adjusted his mood, he looked up and asked Song Yiyuan, “Brother Yiyuan, have you checked which music websites have signed a contract with Tang Kun?”
Song Yiyuan said, “The only music website company left with high traffic is Penguin Music.”
Nowadays, excluding those small ones with negligible traffic, there were only three sites with high traffic.
Penguin Music, Yunyue Music, and Kool-Aid Music.
These three music websites became a triad.
Tang Kun has already signed up with Yunyue Music and Kool-Aid Music.
Song Yiyuan said, “According to what I’ve heard, Tang Kun’s side has almost reached a verbal agreement with Penguin Music and will decide to sign the contract tomorrow morning.”
Shi Fei craned his neck and said, “Then we will set off tonight; if they intercept us, we will also intercept them.”
Song Yiyuan: “How can this be possible? They are almost done with the negotiation over there; capitalists always talk about profit; how can they let a cake like Tang Kun walk away?”
Shi Fei said confidently, “Of course it is possible, as long as there is a bigger and sweeter cake than that one.”
Song Yiyuan was dumbfounded; where did Shi Fei get such confidence from, just based on the quality of the music itself?
…………
The night was quiet.
A black car was driving through the city to a villa area.
Shi Fei and Song Yiyuan went to the quiet villa where the president of Penguin Music lived.
After talking to the security guards, they quickly got a message from there to let them in.
The president of Penguin Music was called Ling Huai, and he was in his forties this year.
When he came out, he was just casually wearing a black silk sleeper, and the expression on his face couldn’t be seen.
“I’m sorry, I have something to do in a while, so I don’t have much time, so please hurry up if you have anything to say.” Ling Huai’s words could be said to be very nonchalant, and coming out in his pyjamas made it clear that he just didn’t intend to spend too much more time with them.
In fact, if Shi Fei was a rookie artist and Song Yiyuan was an over-the-top star, Ling Huai wouldn’t necessarily give them both faces and let them in.
It was mainly because of Shi Fei’s several other identities and the identities of Tang Xiangyang, Wang Pingyang, and the others that he came out for such a trip.
“President Ling, why don’t you listen to my new album music first?” Shi Fei took out his cell phone and tapped on it, the sound of music flowing out from it.
At first, it was a climax. The style of the opening song is rock, and the melody was very unique, which could instantly immerse people in a complex and empty world.
Originally a little impatient, Ling Huai was seized by the melody in front of him, immersed in the lyrics along with the music, feeling the meaning that the person who composed the song wanted to express.
An image appeared in his mind of a mountain climber conquering a very difficult mountain after many difficulties. There was a cold wind blowing in all directions while standing at the top of the mountain; the coldness ran through all his limbs and bones.
The excitement and satisfaction of conquest drove away the coldness of the body. Looking at the beautiful scenery of mountains, rivers, and streams, the soul was shouting and screaming.
That was a kind of power and emotion that he didn’t know what kind of language to use to express.
Since Ling Huai was the president of a music website company, his ability to appreciate music was certainly there, and even his level was higher than many people, and he graduated from a famous music academy in the beginning.
After the song was finished, Ling Huai was still a bit confused and looked at Shi Fei and asked, “Is this the title track of your new album?”
Shi Fei shook his head: “No, it’s just one of the songs; my album doesn’t have a hit song; every song is a classic.”
This was a little bit crazy; Ling Huai just had a little bit of admiration for Shi Fei, and because of his arrogant words, he immediately lost two points of goodwill.
Shi Fei didn’t care and said, “President Ling, you can also listen to my other songs first.”
With that, he pressed the play button on the next song.
Next, Ling Huai found out that Shi Fei was not crazy, and the quality of his other songs was indeed very strong, not inferior to the rock song just now.
There were many different styles in them—rap songs, darker styles, reggae styles, and so on—but the common point was that each one of them made people want to listen to it.
It took Ling Huai more than half an hour to finally listen to all of the songs on one of Shi Fei’s albums.
The expression on his face followed along with the changing emotions in the music.
“You two are really giving me a hard time as to why you came here tonight and let me hear these songs.” As a music enthusiast, of course, he hoped there could be more and better music presented in the market rather than just lip service songs everywhere like now.
He was well aware of the purpose of Shi Fei’s trip here today.
But he was also a businessman; he also needed to consider the benefits.
Even if all of these songs of Shi Fei’s were of high quality, any one of them could be someone’s hit song.
Music wasn’t something that could be controlled, and just because he thought it was good didn’t mean it was the public’s taste.
Compared to a newcomer like Shi Fei, people would recognise a superstar like Tang Kun, who had more than a decade of national popularity.
Publicising his album was like a sure-fire business, while Shi Fei’s side wasn’t so sure, and the risk was a bit high.
If he took over Shi Fei’s album, he had to be prepared for the loss on Tang Kun’s side.
Finally, Ling Huai thought of a compromise: “How about this? You give me the transfer rights of these songs; I’ll find someone else to record them, so as not to let the songs get buried like this.”
The people Tang Kun wanted to deal with were Shi Fei and Song Yiyuan; if this song was sold to someone else, it should be fine.
He really couldn’t bear to see such a good tune fizzle out like this.
“I will definitely not sell the songs.” Seeing that Ling Huai was wrinkling his brows and was about to get angry, Shi Fei said calmly, “What President Ling is worried about is that my popularity is not comparable to Tang Kun’s. If all of these songs were composed by ‘Bu Li’, do you think that this weight will be comparable to Tang Kun’s?”
Ling Huai was shocked. “What? The lyricist and composer of these songs is Bu Li? A gold medal-winning songwriter who has won many Grammy Awards.”
Fearing that he had misunderstood, Ling Huai asked three times in a row to make sure.
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