At Qin Xizhen's dinner party today, it was understandable why she was so strong. Because this was her battlefield, and at such a dinner party, Chen Muyi's role made the old record company boss present feel a little bit glaring.
Three years ago, Chen Muyi was just a small figure in a Guangzhou distribution company. The company was small and his influence was not influential. In order to gain market share, he had stood for a long time at the doors of some big guys' companies. He was rejected many times and had to face many smiling faces.
But it was this person who would eat whatever was given to him and would take advantage of any gap. He was also the one who occupied the least resources in the industry. He was the first to tear off the fig leaf of the record industry's recession and said, "The record industry is dying."
For the investors and some big guys who controlled a lot of resources at that time, these words were harsh, so he became even more annoying.
So in those years, he was not welcome anywhere. At a meeting, when the big guys gathered, he would come up, and then everyone would laugh and leave. Whenever he appeared in any competition or performance, there would always be some people who described him as a hyena begging for food, hoping to catch the fish that slipped through the net of the big company, or some opportunities...
However, since the Shanhai Music Festival, Chen Muyi and Qin Xizhen hit it off, and the company they jointly founded rose like a comet.
Until now, the small characters who used to be in the eyes of the big guys are now sitting with them, discussing the proportion of digital music they represent on Tianxing Music and the commission issues. In front of Tianxing Music, which has already acquired 90% of the digital music copyrights in the industry, there are actually not many rights that everyone can fight for.
With such a large inventory of Tianxing Music, plus the contracts with the first batch of DreamNet music content providers, no other record company has the chips to compete with them. Even the five major physical record companies cannot suppress them together.
Because Tianxing Music occupies the traffic of Mobile Dream Network, which is now the export of digital music. In simple terms, Tianxing Music, which has signed a content distribution agreement with Mobile Dream Network, has already occupied the export of digital music. If it does not move at all, even if the five major record companies still have some digital music copyrights that have not been packaged out, not a drop of money will flow out of this channel.
In the past, they didn't want to talk to Chen Muyi, but now they are eager to talk to Chen Muyi, because Qin Xizhen is too powerful. If you talk to her, she might win your pants. On the contrary, Chen Muyi is easier to conquer. But now Chen Muyi did not respond to their kindness... because most of the time, he was taking care of the food of the young man next to him.
Sometimes he was served hot tea, sometimes he was served Arctic scallops and air-shipped Canadian prawns from the far side of the table. After Cheng Ran said that he was not used to eating raw food, he quickly called the waiter to have the shells and prawns grilled.
The new dish in front of the CEO of one of the top five record companies had not been in front of him for too long before he passed it in front of Cheng Ran and asked him to taste it.
The people around him just wondered what was going on. But after thinking about it, they understood that Qin Xizhen was too smart and was also the pillar of the company. It was useless for Chen Muyi to please her because she only cared about money. In comparison, pleasing her brother would have better results.
But you are so blatant, don't you think we are not important? You mean, we, the heads of the record company, are not as important as Qin Xizhen's brother
The key point is that if they can't talk to Chen Muyi, they will have to face Qin Xizhen. Everyone is feeling overwhelmed because they have been bullied so badly before.
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The meal ended with these big guys being angry, slamming the table, excited, or enthusiastic. They went through a series of negotiations, compromises, and struggles. In short, although they failed to achieve their goals, they did not return completely in vain. Everyone was hanging, neither up nor down, but they did not turn against Qin Xizhen at all, because if they did not turn against him, they would still have a piece of meat. If they turned against him, they would have nothing but backbone.
Everyone realized what it meant to have resources. Unfortunately, there was nothing we could do. They had a far-sighted vision and made a long-term plan. When major record companies still believed that digital music copyrights could be packaged to fill their annual performance, they packaged them and sold them to others. At that time, they thought they were being taken advantage of. Now, they are even asking for a share of the profits. Considering the situation at that time, it is not unfair at all.
After leaving the private restaurant, the lights were just coming on. Qin Xizhen, who had been chatting with others about business for the whole situation, covered his stomach and turned to look at Cheng Ran pitifully, "I'm not full, how about we go eat something else?"
Just eat whatever you want.
Chen Muyi saw the guests off and left the remaining time for the two of them. This was actually a strategy. At this time, Chen Muyi could collect complaints and grievances from all parties, as well as their final concessions and their own little tricks that were not convenient to reveal in front of everyone. Everyone could form an alliance to fight against Qin Xizhen at the table, but it was not excessive to want to betray the alliance and fight for some of their own interests alone.
Qin Xizhen changed her skirt into casual clothes in the car, put on a baseball cap, and walked with Cheng Ran in the back street. Cheng Ran just walked down the sidewalk, Qin Xizhen stopped, and then used her hand to gesture between her head and Cheng Ran's forehead, a little indignant, "That's too much, you've grown taller again!"
She withdrew her hand, but the slightly cool touch still lingered between Cheng Ran's eyebrows.
Qin Xizhen, who had just held a concert at the 80,000-seat stadium in Nanzhou and had just conquered half of the record industry at a dinner party, was actually struggling with this matter.
Of course she would be conflicted, because the year she left Shanhai, she still remembered that when they were rehearsing with friends in the backyard of the piano room in Dishui Lane, she and Cheng Ran were back to back, and Cheng Ran was only less than half a head taller than her.
At the Shanhai Music Festival, when Zhao Le and Wang Zhonghua were completely demoralized by their music, many people excitedly rushed to the stage and he was lost in the crowd. At that time, she was still wondering why he was so short.
For several years after that, their meetings were short and rare. Before she knew it, even when she was standing on the sidewalk, she was still half a head shorter than Cheng Ran. At this time, she thought he was too tall. At that time, he was not tall enough to see. Now what was the point of being tall? It would only make her neck sore.
This is a residential area, and there is a small Malatang shop downstairs. It is called Chuan Chuan Xiang in Chengdu, but in other places, it is uniformly called Malatang.
Just right for the taste.
The two sat down. The boss was from Sichuan and spoke unauthentic Mandarin. Cheng Ran took the dishes and the other party looked at Qin Xizhen twice. After the spicy hot pot was served, the two sat outside and found a small table to eat.
"This one is still the best!" Qin Xizhen grabbed the end of the horsetail, ate a piece of lotus root, and praised it highly.
Cheng Ran nodded as well. The previous meal cost several thousand yuan, but most of the time they were engaged in verbal battles, which seemed to be less casual and relaxed than the spicy hot pot that cost only a dozen yuan.
"In fact, when we were having dinner just now, many of them were very angry, thinking that I had copied them and conquered their entire digital music industry without making a sound... But if they knew that the instigator had just been watching them silently from the side, how would they feel?"
"Fortunately you didn't say anything. Some of these big guys are not afraid of anything and have made friends with all kinds of people. They may not hire someone to kill someone, but they can still put a sack on me and beat me up."
Cheng Ran was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "How many bodyguards do you have?"
Qin Xizhen looked at the man sitting across the street, turned around and smiled, "My second uncle, do you remember? You met him in Rongcheng... My parents asked me to do this. They don't trust other people. My second uncle was a soldier and a driver. He can help take care of us when we have large-scale events."
Cheng Ran waved across the street, "Hello, second uncle."
Qin Xizhen's second uncle was also smiling and waving over there.
Qin Xizhen smiled with curved eyebrows.
“Why not invite your second uncle to join us?” Cheng Ran turned his head.
"No, he won't be involved." Qin Xizhen said, "Besides, our families all know about it, and he trusts you."
This made Cheng Ran sit up straighter. What do you mean your whole family knows? You are a little queen who knows one or two top scorers in exams, but they can't steal your limelight. What kind of heart do you have
"What's more, I don't care. Asking my second uncle to come is to ensure your safety." Qin Xizhen glanced at him.
"Few people know my true situation, and it has not been exposed, so I am still at ease now. I don't need to increase my security level wherever I go. If I don't show off my wealth, fewer people will stare at me. This is the advantage of keeping a low profile. At least no one asks me to borrow money."
Qin Xizhen hit him and pointed a finger at him. His expression became alert and suspicious. "Are you insinuating something to me? Asking me not to borrow money from you in the future? You have no conscience."
"You should be so polite. Just pay me back whatever you took from me." Cheng Ran spread his hands.
Qin Xizhen's eyes immediately became confused, her eyeballs raised, her mouth shaped like an O, her hand resting on her chin, her index finger tapping her delicate cheek, but no matter how she calculated, it seemed like she was just mumbling something unclearly. She didn't have the decisiveness to kill someone who could tell her exactly how many decimal places she owed him.
There are many theories about why Qin Xizhen can make great achievements in the digital music industry. She is active abroad. Although the European and American music circles are not connected to the Chinese music scene, it does not prevent her from getting investment from overseas funds and attacking the domestic record market. Or many people are vaguely aware of the fact that the Hong Kong tycoon Luo family fell due to her involvement two years ago, and believe that she has a high-level background from the mainland. All of this supports her to harvest the music resources in the mainland.
But in fact, it was nothing more than the two men in front of them riding light horses and using fast swords to roam the rivers and lakes to get something for free.
Cheng Ran said angrily, "I really owe you!"
Qin Xizhen covered his mouth and pretended to be surprised, "You can't say that! I will not be responsible for it."
Cheng Ran chuckled twice and said no more.
Qin Xizhen pouted, and the two of them concentrated on eating. After a moment, she raised an eyebrow and looked over, "Are you angry?"
Then, as if she had lost in front of a child, she put her five slender fingers together and raised them up, sighing, her eyes as bright as the moon between clouds, "Okay, okay, I'll take responsibility."
"I want you to pay back the money, not take responsibility."
Bang! Cheng Ran's stool was hit and he almost fell to the ground.
But I still saw it clearly.
The legs are really long.