Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 23 Want to lie, please be sincere, okay?
The concert is over.

Zhong Liang went back to the hotel and fell asleep.

I don't know anything about discussions about myself on Weibo, Toutiao and other online platforms.

When I woke up, it was already twelve noon.

Brother Jie came in with food.

Very rich, there are egg dumplings, steamed shrimp, rib soup...

"Someone is out there wanting to see you."

Zhong Liang was eating, his hands were busy, and he couldn't spare to write.

Brother Jie continued: "It's Boss Wang, he wants to get back together."

It's reconciled, what about the husband and wife quarreling?
Quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, is there such a good thing?

Isn't it just watching Zhong Liang's concert being popular, and there are 32 more concerts to be held in the future, just seeing Qian Qian's eyes open.

There are so many event execution companies. As long as the money is available, it doesn’t matter who you look for.

Boss Wang helped Jie Ge because of his face before, but he also gave money.

Both parties have settled the matter, and no one owes anyone else.

Therefore, Zhong Liang has no psychological burden on Boss Wang.

Zhong Liang threw the leftover ribs into the trash can.

Brother Jie immediately got up and went out, "Understood, I'll let him go!"

Chasing people away, Brother Jie hadn't come back for a few minutes when his cell phone rang.

"Ah Liang, it's Cao Hong, the Boss of Roll Ten."

Ever since Brother Jie has been by Zhong Liang's side, he has become his manager.

Brother Jie is busy with any affairs, big or small.

Zhong Liang only cares about creation and performance, and he hardly needs to care about other things.

So it's not surprising that Cao Hong would call Brother Jie, because Zhong Liang would not answer Cao Hong's call.

Sure enough, Zhong Liang took out his mobile phone, and there were dozens of missed calls on it.

If it wasn't for him not having a girlfriend, he would almost have suspected it was a serial call.

Zhong Liang threw the phone back on the bed and continued to feast.

That is to say, he did not say that he would accept it, nor did he say that he would not accept it.

When Zhong Liang first debuted, it was Cao Hong who signed him.

At that time, he felt that this person was not bad, and it would be an exaggeration to say that he was very respectful to him.

But after he couldn't sing, he thought he couldn't make money for the company, so his attitude changed, and he was completely two people.

One person has two faces, Zhong Liang is the most kind of person.

Now that Cao Hong called, Zhong Liang also guessed the reason.

Sure enough, after Brother Jie connected, he turned on the speakerphone directly so that Zhong Liang could also hear it.

"Brother Jie, Brother Jie, I am Cao Hong, do you remember me? Is A Liang with you?"

Seeing Zhong Liang nodding, Brother Jie said, "Hey, Mr. Cao, what brought you here? I'm with A Liang, but he's eating now, so he's not free."

Even if you are free, you can't speak.

Fuck, pull it up and return it.

On the other end of the phone, Cao Hong almost swears.

It’s just that there’s a concert, there’s nothing to hold on to, and I’m not free yet. Even the boss of my company didn’t say I’m free, so why are you dragging two to five to eighty thousand with me?

But the chairman's words are like a sharp sword hanging above his head.

In order to keep his position, Cao Hong had to compromise and bow his head to Zhong Liang.

"Don't, Brother Jie, you have a good relationship with A Liang. It's not an exaggeration to say that you are a brother who wears a pair of pants. You can help my brother and let me tell you. I also had a reason a while ago. It's not that I don't want to help A Liang hold a concert. It's because the company doesn't have the money. You know, it costs too much money to hold a concert..."

"We only spent 300 million for this concert." Brother Jie slapped his face mercilessly.

Cao Hong was choked up.

Nima, this concert only cost 300 million.

According to 1000 tickets, each ticket is calculated as 2000, and there are [-] million.

Nearly ten times the rate of return, what investment can have such a high return?

What's more, this time it was only because of the venue. If the venue was bigger, more tickets could be sold.

This Zhongliang is simply a money printing machine.

"Yes, the money is not much. But the company's funds are difficult and there is not so much budget. A Liang is in a hurry. In addition, I encountered some troubles during that time, so I acted irrationally..."

"It is said that Mr. Cao spent a little 100 million yuan to go to a nightclub. If the trouble you are talking about is going to the nightclub to spend money, then you have too many troubles."

Cao Hong: "..."

Damn me, why do you know everything?
I'm the boss of a company, so what if I spend some money in a nightclub, it's not for you.

And Zhong Liang wanted to laugh when he heard Cao Hong's words.

For the concert alone, I have approached him no less than ten times, and five of them were in nightclubs or bars.

Spend 100 million each time, 500 million less than five times.

Cao Hong still quibbles here, does he really think that Zhong Liang is still a kid when he first debuted ten years ago?

My lord, times have changed.

If you want to lie, be sincere, okay?

While Zhong Liang complained in his heart, he ate and listened, as if he was listening to cross talk.

But he kept silent, and Brother Jie knew what he meant.

"Mr. Cao, if there's nothing else to do, hang up. I'm busy here." Brother Jie threw a steamed shrimp into his mouth.

Zhong Liang also ate his mouth full of oil.

It looks really busy.

Cao Hong immediately became angry. I didn't even eat lunch, so I called you. If there is nothing wrong, I will make this call when I am full.

You still don't take me seriously, I'm the boss of the largest music company in China.

Are you treating me with this indifferent attitude?

He was so angry that he couldn't hold it back.

"Zhong Liang, I know you're listening. I called, but I'm very sincere, but look at you, what's your attitude when you talk to me? Can you achieve your current achievements without the training of the company? Do you need the support of a company? Without a company, you are nothing. You still want to hold 32 concerts in the future, do you really think that you can leave the company and do it on your own?”

"Liangzi, listen to Uncle Cao's advice. You are still young, and the water in the entertainment industry is very deep. You can't grasp it. Only when a company promotes and packages you, takes the helm and escorts you, can you survive for a long time and continue to sing meeting."

"You have to think about it, the status of Rolling Ten Music Company in China is really not something you can compete with alone. Only by cooperating with us can we win together. But if you offend Rolling Ten Music Company, then not only will you never get out in this life Head, I can’t even make a living, believe it or not???”

Seeing that being soft is not enough, Cao Hong directly came to be tough, and he couldn't pretend anymore.

After hearing what he said, Zhong Liang smiled slightly.

It is true that what Cao Hong said makes sense.

If a celebrity wants to be popular forever, he actually depends on his popularity.

And where does the heat come from?

Isn't it the packaging of brokerage companies and entertainment companies?

May I ask how many of today's hot little fresh meats are capable?

It’s not just about hype, it’s about looks, it’s about popularity.

A company that can operate can guarantee that the artist will be popular for a long time.

Artists who are talented and can produce works can be popular for a longer time.

Even some high-quality idols can be popular for a lifetime.

These are inseparable from the company.

However, for Zhong Liang, it was not a problem at all.

Not to mention that he has a system in his body, it's just a handful of classic songs from his previous life that he has memorized in his mind.

Any song brought into this parallel world is the existence of Wang Zha.

One song a year is enough for him to be popular for a lifetime.

Regarding Cao Hong's words, Zhong Liang would never take it to heart.

pat!

Zhong Liang threw another bone and it went into the bag perfectly.

Brother Jie understood and yelled into the phone microphone: "Get lost!"

(End of this chapter)