Chapter 154: Falling asleep in a wrong posture
Don't talk about cooperation if the two parties are of different statures, and don't be friends if people of different classes are different.
Talking about working together, seeing her relationship with Xu Youwei, Sun Tao didn't intend to serve this young lady.
Although this place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the entrance is lobster and abalone, Sun Tao prefers the unrestrained feeling of being in a street shop.
Sun Tao chuckled, "I just poured the little water in my stomach to you, and I have only been in Hangzhou for two months and now half of the time has passed. You can do it yourself. At most, I will help the staff out." Get some ideas.”
Qi Jinhua frowned, "What's the point of lingering over your crappy job? Why don't you just resign? Let me... I'll help you get a nominal project manager in a relative's company..."
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Sun Taoxin said, "Fuck, then I will have to make you scream and drink! Get out of here."
Sun Tao glanced at her and said, "I'm just an idler and don't want to be controlled."
"No one will control you. My relatives are very talkative..." Miss Qi realized halfway through her words. Sun Tao didn't want to be controlled by her.
Qi Jinhua froze in embarrassment.
Sun Tao chuckled and said, "Don't think too much, it's just me who is withdrawn."
He ignored her and didn't want to have any more interactions. The energy gap between the two parties was too big. Qi Jinhua was like a ghost to the current Sun Tao. Respect ghosts and gods and stay away. Don't offend her and don't get too close.
If you anger the ghosts and gods, they will mess with you; if you are too close and you are not well served, they will also mess with you.
The key point here is not actually what her temper is like, but that you have no ability to resist when she fucks you. Whether she fucks you or not all depends on her mood. Who wants to live this kind of life?
……
There seemed to be few staff in the resort, but as soon as Sun Tao approached the cabin, service staff came to guide him.
It is said to be a jungle wooden house, and the decoration inside is quite luxurious, more luxurious than the most luxurious hotel that Sun Tao has ever stayed in.
The closed-circuit TV can watch N international channels, Spanish channels, Arabic channels, English channels... It's a pity that there are none, so I can't understand them.
After checking the TV to see that the time had passed ten o'clock, Sun Tao took out his mobile phone and the call was connected in seconds after two beeps.
After a few simple greetings, Sun Tao went straight to the topic, "Xiaojun, after studying intellectual property here for the past few days, something suddenly occurred to me. My teacher from Hong Kong and Taiwan said that today's audio and video companies make money by publishing records. The period in which a song can make money is only about a few months before it is dusted off.
Many old songs are neither listened to nor sung, so if the copyright is left in the hands of record companies, it is almost like useless paper. But I think with the development of the Internet, the country is paying more and more attention to intellectual property rights. Maybe these waste papers that no one wants now..."
Before the rise of ring tones, major music platforms, and short videos, audio and video companies could only make money by releasing records. Popular songs would have opportunities for commercial performances, while ordinary songs would disappear and just sit on the shelves collecting ashes.
It's like KTV royalties, haha, whoever collects them from you will be spoiled by you!
The tapes on the market are all ripped and pirated. Who can control them and how?
As long as the government doesn't intervene forcefully, it won't work for anyone. This short film is still protected by the FBI. Before the main film starts, there are warnings from the FBI, but the Chinese are so fucking stupid about the FBI. The FBI is a piece of shit in China.
Only when ringtones become popular and music platforms start to pay, will these old songs have a chance to remain viable forever.
For those old record companies, old songs that are not very popular are just the garbage at home, and they are just playing the role of a rag collector.
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Sun Tao thought this was a great opportunity, but Li Xiaojun poured cold water on him.
"I think you are a bit fanciful!" Li Xiaojun said lightly.
Sun Tao was stunned, "Huh? What can I say? These things are useless to them. If we offer 100,000, he will get 100,000 for nothing!"
“Do you think it’s the Rolling Stones that owe you the one hundred thousand yuan, or the PolyGram that owes you the one hundred thousand yuan?”
Sun Tao, "Uh..." Li Xiaojun said angrily: "Don't interrupt, just listen to me. If they throw something on the market and you pick it up, you've missed it. Now the stuff is still gathering dust in someone else's house. You run away." Go to the door and say, there is no use keeping it anyway, why not sell it to me
As long as the other party is not stupid, they will not sell it to you! Got it?
There’s more! What's more important is that we don't know which way the door of Rolling Stone's house opens. Even if we know, with our current status, let alone entering, we can't enter the community.
I asked you, can you please stop being crazy? We are too weak now. Even if we get lucky and make hundreds of millions, do you really think it is a good thing? Can we hold on? ”
Sun Tao knew that Li Xiaojun was right.
Tencent, that is, the next door neighbor, entered the Rolling Stones' home and said, "Oh, your crap is pretty good. Can you sell it to me?"
Rolling Stone: "Take it if you like it, whatever you want is not for sale."
Change to Sun Tao: "That..."
Rolling Stone: "What a stinky beggar, get out!!! Where is the security guard? Do you want to let such a person in?"
Sun Tao knew that Li Xiaojun was right, but her arrogant tone made Sun Tao very...excited...
Li Xiaojun continued, "The top priority is for you to write more songs. Once you have a certain status in the music world, and once our company has reached a certain scale, the problem will no longer be a problem."
Excited, excited, Teacher Li is thousands of miles away, Sun Tao is helpless, "Well, you are right."
Li Xiaojun, "Oh, haha, I forgot to tell you, the cultural company is still applying for the application process, but I have already finalized an agent and two singers."
Sun Tao secretly thought, "Damn it, you're a little too fast, aren't you? Who is it?"
"The manager is Qin Boya. The two singers are Li Qinglei and Wang Can..."
Wang Can? Sun Tao suddenly remembered that Li Xiaojun was rescuing Du Juan.
However, the company has not yet settled everything, everything is just an intention, and Sun Tao did not express any opinions, "Oh, Chen Yixing is very supportive of my starting a company..."
"Ding dong, ding dong" Sun Tao was on the phone when the doorbell rang.
In an instant, all kinds of legends about the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry were swirling in Sun Tao's mind.
"What's wrong?" Li Xiaojun on the other end of the phone asked strangely.
Sun Tao, "Well, I was at a resort to attend a celebration party for Feizhou Culture. I came back just after finishing the outdoor barbecue. They said there was a bonfire party in the evening and they probably came to call me..."
After hanging up the phone, Sun Tao walked to the door. In fact, there was a do-not-disturb switch inside the door, but he didn't notice it.
Opening the door, Yu Xingyue appeared at the door wearing a long black dress.
The protagonist of today's celebration party was in a good mood and drank a lot of wine. She looked at Sun Tao with a flushed face, "Why did you leave so early? Your posture was wrong and you fell asleep..."
The girl's face was like a peach and plum, and she was as beautiful as a peach blossom. She threw herself directly into Sun Tao's arms.
Unfortunately, a few steps away, Xu Youwei was standing on the porch holding a wine glass, "The bonfire party has begun, let's go and have fun together."
"Where is she?"
"Hahaha, I've never been here before, I don't know anything."
(End of chapter)