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Volume Three: The True Emperor Takes Off.1994.5.2 Chapter 137: Selling Songs

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    "Hey! Are you the Ye Bihuang family?"

    Ye Bihuang held a steamed bun with vegetables in one hand and took the phone with the other.  [Text first release]

    ¡°That¡¯s me, who are you?¡±

    "This is the headquarters of PolyGram Records in Hong Kong. We are calling to confirm the specific home address of Mr. Ye Bihuang. Someone at our company headquarters wants to make an appointment with Mr. Ye Bihuang."

    Ye Bihuang knew that the highlight was coming. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to the other end of the phone in a calm tone: "The exact address of my home is on the envelope. How long will it take for your people to arrive?"

    "Our company representatives will be here within two days and will discuss cooperation with you in detail."

    "OK, thanks."

    Ye Bihuang hung up the phone and raised the corner of his mouth, has it finally started?  The opportunity for change for the first time in life.  If picking bugs last time was a small attempt, this time it has already begun. Ye Bihuang, this little butterfly, will definitely set off a huge whirlwind in the world!  Unparalleled hurricane!  Let the whole world tremble, let the whole world roar!

    "Bihuang? What's wrong? You look very happy." Su Yu came over and touched Ye Bihuang's head.  Even though Su Yu is older, her appearance is still that of a twenty-seven or eight-year-old girl.

    In fact, Su Yu is only thirty-six years old now.

    Ye Bihuang pretended to be surprised and said: "Mom, do you still remember the manuscript that my father and I mailed out a few days ago?"

    "Well, remember, you also took out several pieces of beautiful letter paper in a very grand manner."

    "I have good news for you. There is a letter from the company, saying that they will send someone to discuss with me" Ye Bihuang was like a child, walking around his mother, acting as cute as possible.  look.

    Su Yu was confused for a moment. Isn¡¯t it just a small article? Just pay a fee and send someone over to discuss it?  What is it that my son wrote?

    Su Yu looked at her son and said quickly: "Son, what is the name of the company you sent the letter to?"

    "Hong Kong PolyGram Records and Canada Record Company, they are both well-known record companies."

    "This the lyrics you wrote, son!!!" Su Yu was completely shocked. She only knew a little bit about the last time she sent the letter. She thought it was just a small fight between her son and didn't say much.  Asked, her husband Ye Junfeng didn't say anything to him.  But today my son actually received a call saying that someone was coming all the way from Hong Kong. This was

    "Mom, let me tell you, I won't sell the lyrics of a song I wrote for less than 30,000 yuan a song."

    Su Yu looked at his son calmly, completely speechless.  This incident also caused Su Yu to lose her mood at work all day long and keep her mind distracted.

    That night.

    Ye Junfeng and Su Yu both returned home, and they already knew that someone called home.

    As soon as Ye Junfeng got home, he quickly asked his son about this matter. After Ye Bihuang told his father in detail, Ye Junfeng was also dumbfounded.

    "Dad, you have to go with me on that day, and you will be the main negotiator at that time. I will just serve as a consultant."

    "Then what should I do?" Although Ye Junfeng has been a factory director and has been involved in negotiations, he has never been in the entertainment industry. He has no understanding of the habits of people in the entertainment industry.  Understand.

    Ye Bihuang vowed: "Dad, when the time comes, you can use normal methods to find out how low they are. If it is higher than 30,000 yuan, it will be great. If it is lower than 30,000 yuan, we will not discuss it. This is our bottom line.  "

    "All of them?" Ye Junfeng was already dumbfounded. Thirty thousand yuan, how long would it take for him and his wife to work!  That envelope was something he had seen before. It only contained a few lines of text was it worth so much?

    "The unit price of each song"

    Ye Junfeng stopped talking. He just took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, took a few puffs and said, "Okay, I believe my son, and I will stick to this bottom line when the time comes."

    Why does Ye Bihuang always stick to the limit of 30,000 yuan? It¡¯s because he vaguely remembers a lyric controversy in 1996, which was about a dispute between the lyricist and the production company.  At that time, the market price of a song was about 47,000 yuan. Today in 1994, the price would definitely not be less than 30,000 yuan.

    Just as the two of them were sitting on the sofa and Su Yu had a silly face, the phone at home rang again.

    Ye Junfeng was closest to the phone. He grabbed the phone with one hand and started talking to the person on the other end of the phone. After a while, Ye Junfeng spokeThe message was handed to Ye Bihuang and said: "It's Hong Kong's Jiaji Company"

    Su Yu was even more speechless on the side. In the morning, it was the Hong Kong Polygram Record Company, and in the evening it was the JJ Company. What kind of magic did his son cast to make both companies call him?

    ¡°Hello, I¡¯m Ye Bihuang.¡±

    "Hello Mr. Ye, I would like to ask you your specific address and are you free these two days?"

    "My address is exactly the same as what's on the envelope. I'm on vacation these two days and I'm very free." Ye Bihuang's sophisticated look when he spoke made both Su Yu and Ye Junfeng speechless.

    There was some whispering on the other end of the phone, and then a voice came: "Mr. Ye, our Jiaji Company has made an appointment with you to meet in two days, okay?"

    ¡°Well, if there is no conflict in time, that¡¯s okay, because the Hong Kong Polygram Record Company will also meet with me in two days.¡±

    "There is no problem. Hong Kong PolyGram Records and our company are business friends, and there is absolutely no need to avoid it."

    "Okay, let's do that." Ye Bihuang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, are you kidding me, business friends?  Am I not aware of the feud between your two companies?  What about me, right? Wait two days and I¡¯ll see how your Jiaji Company ends up.

    "Son, what did you say?" Su Yu hurriedly and enthusiastically handed Ye Bihuang an apple, which had been peeled.  Ye Bihuang rolled his eyes at his mother and said, "Mom, there's no need to be so enthusiastic. If your son comes back with hundreds of thousands of dollars in his arms every two days, you'll be extremely happy."

    "Hehe." Su Yu was already looking forward to the scene of her son walking into the house with hundreds of thousands in his arms. Ye Bihuang looked helpless at his mother.

    Seeing Ye Junfeng¡¯s questioning look, Ye Bihuang said: ¡°It¡¯s the Jiaji Company in Hong Kong who said they want to see me in two days.¡±

    There was a commotion at home for a while, and it didn¡¯t stop until 12 o¡¯clock in the middle of the night. Ye Bihuang hadn¡¯t gotten the cake yet, and he was already planning how to divide it.  After fighting for a long time, I finally got 30,000 yuan from my parents.  To be honest, he didn't care about the 10,000 yuan at all, he just wanted to have a legitimate reason to buy a computer.

    The computer in his mind cannot connect to the outside world. Even if he wants to use the computer to build a new computer, he can only go to an Internet cafe outside, which is particularly inconvenient.

    So he used different methods to get 30,000 yuan from the negotiated amount two days later.  In fact, logically speaking, all the money belongs to him, but his parents are afraid that he will not learn well when he has money, so they are shameless and refuse to give in.

    In the end, Ye Bihuang was the one who won it over because of his hard work and begging.  In the name of never writing songs again.

    It seems that they attach great importance to this matter. Ye Bihuang lay in bed and looked at the starry sky outside the window, with thoughts in his heart. He was walking steadily, step by step, slowly forming his  business empire.

    Ye Bihuang sinks into the world of "Ex Speed".

    "Master, you are here."

    "Yeah, Ye Zi." Ye Bihuang nodded, and he looked at his record.

    Ye Bihuang's record, victory: 0. Failure: 23, battle points: 0.

    This is really tragic.

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