I have to teach the world a lesson

Late at night.

The messy [Training Base] was cleaned up by Tang Wu.

In the huge space, Tang Wu sat silently on a chair, thinking about the next plan and tomorrow's work arrangements.

Zhang Sheng sat across from him, writing a novel in his notebook.

Tang Wu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Sheng.

He knew that Zhang Sheng would insist on writing novels whenever he had free time every day, but he didn't know what he was writing.

Tang Wu went over to take a look without curiosity. On the one hand, he was afraid of disturbing Zhang Sheng. On the other hand, he had to deal with a lot of things next. He had to make a detailed table for his work.

Time passed like this little by little.

When it was almost early in the morning, Zhang Sheng closed his notebook.

Because of the [NC Studio] studio and other reasons, Zhang Shengfei is allowed not to go back to the dormitory during the holidays, as long as he stays in school.

This greatly gave Zhang Sheng a lot of personal space.

Under the light, Tang Wu also finished writing his work diary for the next half month. After sorting out a series of information, he rubbed his swollen temples.

He has room and board at the [Training Base]...

After all, the wife and children have run away, and the commercial house at home has been sold. Living in the dormitory assigned by the college and lying on the wooden bed in the [training base] are actually the same.

"Mr. Tang, show me your work schedule."

"Okay, let's see if there's anything we can add."

"Um."

Privately, Tang Wu no longer had any psychological burden on Zhang Sheng, let alone pretending to be a teacher.

Ever since he listened to Zhang Sheng's evening lecture and signed several contracts for the "battery" business of electric vehicles, Tang Wu began to look at Zhang Sheng differently.

After Zhang Sheng read Tang Wu's work arrangement, he nodded slightly, and then returned the work diary to Tang Wu: "Teacher Tang, no problem, we can arrange for students to come over for training tomorrow, but there is one more thing. , I need to talk to you..."

"What's up?"

"Mr. Tang, our batteries need their own brand. In addition to the brand, we also need an image spokesperson..."

"Um?"

"Mr. Tang, please cooperate with us [NC Studio]. We will be core strategic allies in the future... We [NC Studio] are responsible for the flow of spokespersons, brand building, and helping you develop the market, but at the same time, I need your batteries. 20% of the net profit... This agreement, we signed with [Obon Integrated Ceiling] for half a year before, but with your battery brand, Mr. Tang, I think it can be signed permanently..." Just after Zhang Sheng pushed Glasses, when he said these words to Tang Wu with a smile, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhang Sheng took out his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Zhang Sheng! Oops, guess why I called you today?"

"Mr. Meng, you said..."

"Why are you so calm on the phone? Zhang Sheng, let me tell you some good news. Our turnover exceeded 400,000 yuan in thirteen days. Under your planning, the net profit was split in half. I gave you 40,000 yuan." It’s an endorsement fee. You’ve worked hard during this period! Are you free tomorrow? Come and sit in the store, I want to open a new outlet, you can help me with my suggestions!”

"Mr. Meng, I don't have much time recently..."

"Okay, when you have time, come and have tea!"

"good."

The call was from Meng Shurong from [Obon Integrated Ceiling].

The phone was not on speakerphone, but Meng Shurong's excited voice was still heard by Tang Wu.

Zhang Sheng calmly hung up the phone.

Tang Wu's expression became extremely complicated.

During this time, he had heard the story of [Obon Integrated Ceiling], which was originally a no-name brand. Later, because of Zhang Sheng’s series of actions, the brand instantly became popular.

Although there are still some people in the market who doubt that "Tom" is fake and a "fake foreign brand", they still cannot resist the enthusiasm of that wave of customers.

"Mr. Tang, we just talked about our permanent cooperation... Do you still remember the three-step plan I told you? The battery is just a starting point for us to accumulate original capital. When we start from the starting point, we have a certain amount of capital, and when the market responds When we mature, we can continue to enter the new energy industry..." Zhang Sheng was not excited about the 40,000 yuan, as if the phone call just now was just a common greeting.

"You said permanent endorsement, who do you plan to let endorse our batteries?"

"I just signed a singer, his stage name is Ah K, his name is Du Hui..."

"I haven't heard of it." Tang Wu searched through all the names in his mind, but found nothing in the end.

He shook his head.

"It's only normal if you haven't heard of it. The people we sign for work are all potential artists who will grow with the corporate brand..."

"..."

Tang Wu did not answer Zhang Sheng's words, but stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked silently step by step to the window of the training base.

Today's starry sky in Yanjing is unusually clear, and it is rare to see stars all over the sky.

Under the stars.

Tang Wu thought about his entrepreneurial experience over the years and the difficulties of starting a business this time, and countless thoughts emerged in his mind.

Zhang Sheng was not in a hurry, but stretched and found a wooden bed to lie down on.

tonight……

He probably spent the night here too.

Anyway, for Zhang Sheng, it doesn't matter where he spends the night, as long as he has a place to lie down.

After lying down, Zhang Sheng fell asleep quickly.

At four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Sheng felt Tang Wu wake him up.

Tang Wu's eye circles were all bloodshot and his face was extremely haggard. He sighed, as if it was some kind of decision or some kind of surrender: "Zhang Sheng, maybe I can only be the head of the technical department... "

Zhang Sheng did not respond to Tang Wu's words, but still listened silently.

Tangwu continued talking to himself: "In fact, I should have known how much I weighed, and what I was not good at, but I still wanted to touch it... Then, as you said in class last night, whenever you come into contact with the unknown , or areas that you are not good at, as long as the right time, place and people are the same, you will be beaten to death. What you said yesterday is not only a pointer to those battery car owners, but also a kind of pointer to me..."

His voice gradually became sad.

It's like looking back at the past scenes, a summary of the first half of my life.

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a long time: "Then, I leave it to you what to do next. You have the final say on what contract to sign and how to sign it!"

The hall of [Training Base] once again fell into a brief calm.

Zhang Sheng looked at Tang Wu with a smile, and then nodded: "Teacher Tang, I have been waiting for your words for a long time!"

Afterwards, Zhang Sheng stood up and said in an extremely serious voice: "Teacher Tang, you choose me and my team, you will never regret it in your life!"

……………………

October 20th.

Du Hui slept under the overpass for another night.

His rent is due.

After it expired, he really didn't want to renew the lease, and he sang on the street late into the night yesterday, so he simply took a nap under the overpass.

If you squint like this, you will squint until dawn.

After dawn, he walked into the [Starlight Future] company with his various documents and his guitar on his back.

[Starlight Future] There are still many reporters surrounding it.

When he walked in after the report, he found that this once brilliant entertainment company had begun to become panicky.

Vaguely, he noticed that there was a new group at the front desk, and then he saw several singers holding agreements and officially terminating their contracts with [Starlight Future].

So far…

The stock price of [Starlight Future] has reached a new low, falling to six yuan per share at the opening of the market on the 20th.

This is a very exaggerated figure. It is hard to imagine that this is a company whose stock price once exceeded 10 and is comparable to [Shengshi Entertainment].

He waited in the hall for a long time...

I also vaguely heard some rumors.

Dong Xiaojing, the daughter of chairman Dong Zhongjun, acquired all the shares of the three shareholders at a stock price that was 10% higher than the market price.

The Dong family's father and daughter officially accounted for 70% of the shares of [Starlight Future], but after the acquisition, [Starlight Future]'s stock price fell to a low point again...

At noon, Du Hui waited until Xu Shengnan walked out of the office.

After Xu Shengnan saw him, he nodded, and then led him to Zheng Chengwu.

Du Hui knows Zheng Chengwu. Zheng Chengwu is the head of the business department of [Starlight Future]. In a sense, the music albums and film and television works released by [Starlight Future] these years, whether they are popular or not, all come from Zheng Chengwu. authorization.

"Mr. Zheng!" Du Hui called Mr. Zheng respectfully.

Zheng Chengwu nodded as a response, and then motioned to Du Hui to find a seat and sit down.

Du Hui nodded and sat aside honestly.

In the office, the demo of Du Hui's song "In the Rain" is playing.

The vicissitudes of life and the story-telling voice echoed over and over again in the office. After Zheng Chengwu thought for a moment, he looked at Xu Shengnan.

"Has K signed a management contract with [NC Studio]?"

"Yes, signed."

"Have you signed a record deal?"

"Mr. Zhang didn't sign it. He asked us if we were interested in releasing a single for this song. If we were interested, we would help release an album..."

“In 2009, physical album sales were really unsaleable.”

"But for now, it's a good profit, isn't it?"

"..."

Zheng Chengwu did not respond, but tapped the table with his hand.

The regular sound of clicking seemed to hit Du Hui's heart, and Du Hui gradually began to become restless.

"Ah K, do you have any other original songs?"

"have!"

"Oh, then our company doesn't need to provide you with songs. Okay, I'll discuss it with the company's senior management..."

"Thank you Mr. Zheng..."

"It's okay. You go down and fill in the information with Xiao Li first. Mr. Xu and I have something to talk about."

"good!"

After Du Hui left the office, Zheng Chengwu looked at Xu Shengnan: "Zhang Sheng's studio will stay with us for a year, right?"

"yes!"

“The contract states that artists related to our company will share 20% of [NC Studio’s] profits with us for projects promoted using our resources. If we need to use other resources, we will share it. Give him 20% of the project, is that what you mean?"

"yes!"

"Then for this record contract, we will fully fund it, and he will also have to share 20%?"

"Theoretically, yes, but since he didn't sign a record contract, it can be said that he doesn't need to..."

"You call him and ask him. If he wants to do something cheap, forget it."

"good!"

Xu Shengnan took out his phone and called Zhang Sheng.

After she finished the call, she looked at Zheng Chengwu: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zhang said he doesn't need it. No matter how much recording profit this album generates, he doesn't need a penny..."

"What about the concert?"

"All the advertising space for the concert needs to be given to him. He will not take a penny from the rest of the ticket sales profits that he has not participated in the investment."

"Oh, let's send it then."

"Mr. Zheng, do you think this album will be a hit?"

"Not necessarily, but so many years of experience tell me that this album will not lose money..."

"good!"