Thursday night.
It rained heavily during the day and the temperature dropped sharply. When Chen Minhao returned to the studio from classes at Beijing Film Academy, it was just dark.
As soon as he walked into the studio door, he saw the studio members following up on the follow-up matters of yesterday's concert ticket sales.
"Confirm this data again to make sure it is accurate."
"Someone contacted customer service and said: Alipay deducted money, but the page shows that the payment was not successful. How should we deal with it?"
"The copy to be posted on Weibo needs to be confirmed three times."
After Chen Minhao greeted everyone with a smile, he quickly walked to his office.
He turned on his computer first, then took out his iPad from his bag, found a cult movie, and clicked to play it.
Today's assignment in "Research on Body Language in Film Performance" is to complete the analysis of a cult movie.
Although the teacher said that it would be enough to send it to his mailbox before next Thursday, Chen Minhao did things sooner rather than later. But whatever had to be done sooner or later, he would do it as quickly as possible.
Chen Minhao used the computer to record his thoughts while watching the movie.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Chen Minhao clicked pause and then shouted: "Please come in."
Kang Hui wore a light gray suit and a pair of black pumps, but even the lady's cosmetics couldn't cover up the dark circles under her eyes and the tiredness on her face.
After Kang Hui pushed the door open and came in, he saw Chen Minhao sitting on the boss's chair, and the iPad screen stayed on a scene from the movie.
Kang Hui directly pulled up the chair and sat down: "We are busy outside, and you hide in the office and watch a movie?"
Chen Minhao stood up, pressed the monitor base with his left hand, pushed the monitor with his upper right hand, so that the screen faced Kang, and said: "I am writing an analysis of a movie. This is today's homework."
Kang Hui breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I am really busy today. Let me synchronize the current data with you. The channel through which I bought ordinary tickets through lottery has been closed. The number of ordinary ticket applicants has exceeded 1.71 million. In other words, the winning rate in the current lottery is almost one in 50."
Chen Minhao nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
"As for the situation of fan tickets and welfare tickets, you should know, right? They were all snatched up within 3 minutes yesterday." Kang Hui tapped his finger on the table and continued: "If you include the unpaid ordinary tickets, Ticket revenue, then your pre-tax income from tickets to the Bird's Nest concert in Kyoto is about 55 million."
Chen Minhao grinned: "So many?"
Kang Hui smiled and said: "You have already figured it out before. In fact, we give profits to the fans, so it seems that we have lost a lot of money. But because we don't have a ticketing company as a middleman to make the difference, and there are no free tickets, the concert Every seat in the concert can be sold for real money, so we make more money than ordinary singers."
"Then what's the point of the existence of ticketing companies and scalpers?" Chen Minhao asked and answered: "Is it to make fans spend more and singers make less money?"
"Hey, I guess you have set a precedent. Other singers may have more active ideas, and the ticketing company's calendar will be difficult." Kang Hui took a sip of water and asked jokingly:
"But about 10 million of it is income from welfare tickets. You promised to donate it to the orphanage before. What about 10 million? Are you willing to give it up?"
Chen Minhao said seriously: "If you are poor, you can take care of yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world. I calculated that the cost of the concert and various taxes totaled about 16 million. Even if I donated the 10 million, I would still have 30 million. Moreover. The concert is only three hours long. Thinking optimistically, this is equivalent to donating one hour of my income."
Kang Hui nodded and asked: "What should we do with the income of 10 million yuan from welfare tickets? Should we directly donate to the Red Cross, or should we set up a foundation ourselves to run this thing?"
Chen Minhao recalled his memory of being in an orphanage in his previous life and said, "Let's set up a foundation to manage this money, because I want to know where every penny of the ten million has been spent."
Kang Hui asked: "Then should we find someone with experience from a NEO (Non-Governmental Organization) to run it?"
Chen Minhao shook his head: "You and I are both very busy and will not invest a lot of energy in this foundation. So I am a little worried about finding new people to run it. How about letting Xiaoshuang take charge of this matter."
Kang Hui was a little hesitant: "Xiao Shuang is now responsible for fan management, which is already a very heavy burden. I'm worried that she won't be able to spare the time and energy to run the foundation."
Chen Minhao said: "The basic work of fan management can be done by others. Xiaoshuang can be responsible for it. Sister Kang, what do you think?"
"Of course I have no objection." Kang Hui joked: "But if you don't worry about other people, just worry about Xiaoshuang."
Chen Minhao laughed: "It's not like you don't know the background of Xiaoshuang's father. He is a real rich man. Back then, he dared to invest tens of millions in our studio without even a shadow. So Xiaoshuang must not like this. 10 million, even if 100 million is placed in front of her, she will not be corrupt, I am relieved."
Kang Hui felt that Chen Minhao's analysis was very reasonable, and she could not find any reason to refute it.
After Kang Hui left the office, Chen Minhao rubbed his temples. After unlocking the screen, he dragged the progress bar forward. The train of thought just now was interrupted. Now I need to go back and watch the movie again.
Just when Chen Minhao was obsessed with the plot of the movie, the knock on the door rang again.
After Si Ruoyan entered the door, she asked directly: "Do we have any plans to host other singers' concerts in the future?"
Chen Minhao was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Has a singer contacted us now?"
Si Ruoyan nodded: "I'll show you a video."
She took out her mobile phone and found a video she had saved in advance to show Chen Minhao.
This is Yao Yiyi's interview video. Si Ruoyan slides the progress bar with her finger and drags it back. The reporter asked Yao Yiyi: "What do you think of Chen Minhao's concert ticket sales model?"
Yao Yiyi first praised Chen Minhao fiercely, comparing Chen Minhao's behavior to a groundbreaking move. Finally, he said that he planned to find Chen Minhao's company to host his next concert.
Facing Yao Yiyi's compliment, Chen Minhao remained calm and his heart did not beat.
Si Ruoyan continued: "Yao Yiyi's agent came to see me today and expressed the same idea. In addition, there are also several singers' agents who have inquired, but their intentions are not as strong as Yao Yiyi's."
Si Ruoyan paused and whispered: "A few singers said that if you can write a song for them, they will definitely ask us to host the concert."
Chen Minhao asked: "What do you think about this matter?"
Si Ruoyan was not sure about Chen Minhao's idea, but she still said firmly: "Maybe this is an opportunity for us to change the concert industry. For this opportunity, you can give them some songs that you don't like. These singers said Well, as long as it’s your song, they can do it, they don’t pick.”
Chen Minhao thought for a while and said: "For now, you should focus all your energy on my concert. After my concert is over, our company can also undertake the concerts of some singers."
Si Ruoyan's joy was beyond words and she said excitedly: "I will definitely work hard to make our company the largest concert hosting company in China."
Chen Minhao said: "But one thing is very clear, that is, I will not write songs for them for this reason. It is impossible for me to use my songs to exchange other singers for the opportunity to cooperate with us."
"And I think you are too optimistic." Chen Minhao glanced at her coldly and continued: "The concert industry did not cooperate with me at the beginning, so I had to change the concert industry. But this industry cannot rely on one model. Be the ultimate winner.”
After Chen Minhao stood up, he said earnestly: "The business model without financial and technical barriers is the best to imitate in the business world. In fact, what we do has no technical content or difficulty. As long as the current companies in the concert industry realize that this is The trend of the times, they will definitely make changes in order to survive."
The smile on Si Ruoyan's face gradually disappeared.
Chen Minhao continued to attack: "When everyone's business model is the same, it becomes the time to compete for operational capabilities and connections. Do you still think we can become the largest concert hosting company in China?"
Si Ruoyan did not lower her head or speak. What Chen Minhao said hurt her heart.
But unfortunately, what Chen Minhao said is still true.
Si Ruoyan finally left Chen Minhao's office silently. When she passed by the coffee shop in front of Chen Minhao's school on her way home, she suddenly thought: That's not what Chen Minhao said to me when we met at the coffee shop before!
Chen Minhao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, overlooking the night view of the West Third Ring Road in Kyoto.
He knew that what he just said was a bit harsh to Si Ruoyan, but he said it on purpose.
Si Ruoyan has worked hard in society for many years. Although she admires herself now, she has a very wild heart and he must give her a beating to prevent her from biting her master in the future.
What Chen Minhao said to Si Ruoyan before: "You have experience, I have resources." He has not forgotten this sentence. He just hopes Si Ruoyan understands that his resources are more valuable than her experience. And his resources are definitely not to write songs for other singers.
Chen Minhao looked up at the moon in the sky. He felt that today's moon was particularly beautiful.
But he had no intention of admiring the moon. He sighed and thought:
“After the business model of the concert industry changes in the future, it will be much harder for scalpers in the concert industry than it is now.
My original intention was just to see that the current concert model has changed, and the scalpers can only be considered as a disaster. I didn’t kill Boren, but Boren died because of me! "
After Chen Minhao observed a second of silence for the scalpers, he returned to the computer and continued to do his homework on "Research on Body Language in Film Performance".
Thank you Hui Feng for the reward
(End of chapter)