China Entertainment 2000

Chapter 212 They are busy fighting among themselves

In fact, when the program team of CCTV's "China-Korea Song Concert" first approached Warner and asked if they would help produce and distribute DVDs, Zhou Jianhui nodded without thinking.

He didn't think much about it at the time. He only had one thought in his mind: Even if he loses money, he must do this well.

Warner has just entered the mainland market, so this is an opportunity for him.

And he also knew that without Zhou Yi, if such a significant occasion as the China-Korean Song Contest was to be produced and released on DVD, it would be difficult to say that Warner would be involved.

Therefore, he immediately approached Zhou Yi and discussed with him.

The result was unexpected. After Zhou Yi heard about his idea, he took a different approach and put forward such a suggestion, which made him suddenly enlightened——

Enlightenment!

Yi, it has to be you!

If Zhou Jianhui hadn't already had a daughter of about the same age, he would have wanted to marry his daughter to Zhou Yi.

Of course, he seriously suspected that Zhou Yi had the intention to disgust people in doing so. But that doesn't matter, there's no evidence for this anyway.

When Qian Jiang returned to the studio after making the phone call, Zhou Jianhui just said goodbye to Zhou Yi and left——

"Ayi, your custom-made performance costume has been finished. You can go back and try it out later. If you are not satisfied, you can change it."

Qian Jiang's tone was somewhat excited: "The time for the special issue interview of "Contemporary Music World" has also been set, it will be March 1st after the new year.

"Also, I wonder if you have heard of Asia Weekly in Hong Kong? It used to be owned by Time Warner, but was taken away by Ming Pao in 1994.

"They want to invite you to be the cover star of an issue on December 1st."

Asia Weekly cover star?

Zhou Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after hearing this.

As a truly international Chinese weekly, Asia Weekly's service targets can be said to be Chinese throughout Asia and even the world.

It was formerly a sub-publication under the English version of "Asia Weekly" owned by Time Warner. However, with the rapid rise of the Chinese-speaking region in Asia, "Asia Weekly", a Chinese sub-publication, was acquired by Ming Pao and took away control. Its influence among Chinese people has surpassed that of the former English version of "Asia Weekly".

"Why not Time?"

Zhou Yi was a little curious.

Given the urinary behavior of those Americans, there is no reason why "Asia Weekly" is here but "Time" is not here.

"Oh, Time Magazine is unavailable right now. They're busy fighting among themselves."

"..."

6.

Seeing Zhou Yi's expression suddenly turned weird, he was afraid that he felt that he was perfunctory and Qian Jiang explained the reason further.

Although the Chinese version of "Asia Weekly" is now out of the control of Time Warner and has become the property of Ming Pao, the shares and control of the English version of "Asia Weekly" are still in the hands of Time Warner.

But what would rather die than die is that Time Magazine, owned by Time Warner, also has an Asian edition.

This resulted in a protracted internal struggle between the two companies, especially after Ming Pao acquired the Chinese version of Asia Weekly in 1994 and overtook the English version in the following years.

Many people within Time Warner are now engaged in a heated and friendly exchange around the decision: "If you can't do the Chinese version anyway, it's better to just close the English version of Asia Weekly and invest resources in Time Weekly." ——

Including but not limited to banging the table and saying "fuck", pointing at the nose and calling "bitch" etc.

Qian Jiang continued to restore the warm and friendly exchange for Zhou Yi as if he were a person involved. The two sides exchanged words and exchanged words with each other.

"Okay, how much will it cost?"

"5000000."

…………………………………………

"How many?!"

Chen Hao's house. After tasting the salty pork rib soup in the kitchen, Chen Hao's eyes suddenly widened. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the man sitting on the dining table spinning coins, his brows filled with disbelief.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just Hong Kong dollars."

Zhou Yi let out a laugh, seemingly satisfied with Chen Hao's horrified reaction.

"That's a lot. Interviews with Hong Kong stars usually only cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of Hong Kong dollars. Even the taller Nicholas Tse has never received five million Hong Kong dollars for a cover interview."

"Nonsense, does he have an English single that can compete with me?"

Zhou Yi curled his lips disdainfully: "It's just that Chinese songs are selling well. Without me, he would be the artist with the highest sales of domestic records this year. But with me here, he can just be the second child."

On October 30, Nicholas Tse, who was in the midst of the breakup of Feng Fei, released this year's solo Mandarin album "Century Prophecy".

Like Zhou Yi, who is treated as a popular king in the music industry, he quickly appeared on various sales lists after the album was released. The song "Perfume" in the album quickly became popular.

The phrase "I have long been accustomed to the smell of your famous brand perfume" combined with the increasingly rumored breakup of Nicholas Tse and Faye Wong, which not only caused the album's popularity to skyrocket, but also drove the album's sales to soar upwards.

If Zhou Yi hadn't disrupted the situation, the artist with the highest sales volume in China in 2001 would have been Nicholas Tse.

"You are quite confident. I think he is also very strong and has Faye Wong's emotional support."

Chen Hao, who seemed to have accidentally involved Faye Wong, was about to ask about Stefanie Sun, but he heard Zhou Yi's cell phone placed on the table suddenly rang——

Fan Bingbin?

"Hello?"

"Zhou Yi, I have finished my promotion and returned to the imperial capital. When will I come out for a meal?"

Fan Bingbin's voice is obviously more energetic than before in Taiwan. The success of "Bao Qingtian 2" has brought her confidence that is self-evident.

"I don't have much time recently. I have to attend a Chinese and Korean singing concert soon. In a few days..."

After a few simple words, Zhou Yi hung up the phone.

Picking up the admission pass to the China-Korean Song Concert sent by Zhou Yi, Chen Hao sat down with a hint of playfulness on his lips: "That golden lock?"

"Um."

"Take it easy, this woman is not simple. Qiong Yao pressured her so hard but she didn't break down."

Not surprised, Chen Hao divided the bowls and chopsticks between the men. His movements were very skillful and he was obviously in a good mood.

Jin Suo wanted to meet but was rejected by Zhou Yi. Instead, she got a pass sent by Zhou Yi himself.

November 6, CCTV Studio No. 1.

After dressing up specially, Chen Hao put on light makeup, entered the venue with Qian Jiang, and sat in the designated audience seat under the stage. Some sharp-eyed Zhouyi fans who had entered the venue early noticed her, and doubts arose in their hearts.

But soon, this doubt was drowned in the cheers of the star’s official entrance——

When Zhou Yi appeared in a custom-made suit with a white background and moiré pattern, many Korean fans switched sides and screamed, which made many leaders marvel.

I’ve heard that Zhouyi is popular in Korea, but I didn’t expect that Koreans in China would like Zhouyi so much.

This is truly unique.

"Zhou Yi Oppa! Here! Look here! I pretended to be a fan of An Qixuan just to get the admission spot for you!"

"..."

The camera on the sidelines accurately captured this scene. The unexpected commotion in the audience made Zhou Yi laugh out loud after all.

There is no other reason, just because in addition to the Korean flag, the Korean girl is holding a support sign of the NRG boy group...

ps: After the water pumping, the corpse laying is over!

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