Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Today is March 31st, which is a very ordinary day for Yu Dongqing.

He still sent his daughter to school in the morning, but he didn't have to go to the studio to train for the time being, so as before, after jogging by Rending Lake, he stood under a crooked-necked weeping willow tree and watched a group of old men playing chess.

Of course, I couldn't help but squeeze in and kill two games, but I was killed by the boss and was defeated.

"Damn it, you are a true gentleman watching chess without speaking. They are all villains and not a gentleman!" Yu Dongqing felt unhappy at first, but after a while, it didn't matter.

Just play.

It wasn't until lunch time that everyone broke up and went home to eat.

Yu Dongqing walked out of the park gate and said goodbye to the uncles, then walked home alone. When her cell phone rang, she picked it up when she saw it was Luo Yun.

"Holly, it's too fast! The latest news from the publisher is that the first batch of 50,000 CD records has been sold out! The 1,000 vinyl records have also been announced to be sold out!"

"Really? Don't you have a plan? The second batch will be put on the market as soon as possible." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Of course, why are you not excited at all?"

"You're not a kid, what's there to be excited about?"

"Okay, please stay calm and composed. Jiang Ziya sits firmly on the Diaoyutai. I'm going to get busy." Luo Yun said.

"Okay, I'm busy with you."

Yu Dongqing was about to hang up the phone when she heard Luo Yun say: "One more thing. Today our studio is going to hold a celebration party to celebrate your album sales. We will go to Jubaoyuan to eat hot pot in the evening! You still have Several buddies are coming, so I’ll call them one by one.”

"Eat hot pot, just eat hot pot. Don't hold any celebration party. Everyone has worked hard this time. I'll treat you." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Okay, we will kill you severely this time!"

On the other side of the phone, Luo Yun hung up the phone and told the people in the studio: "The boss agreed. He's going to treat us to hot pot tonight!"

The office suddenly burst into cheers.

It's true that some people are happy and some are sad. While Yu Dongqing's studio is beaming with joy, the atmosphere in Liu Weici's studio seems a bit tense.

The staff walked cautiously and even lowered their voices when speaking, for fear of provoking the boss who was in a violent state and causing unintended disaster.

"Is the boss still losing his temper?"

In an office next to the studio, Zhou Wei was chatting with his agent, looking relaxed.

"Yes, Xiao Wang quietly told me just now that he broke his favorite blue and white porcelain tea cup." Feng Gang explained: "Actually, Zhou Wei, your album sales are not bad. So far, you have sold 10,000 CDs. Expectations have been met.”

"Yes. After all, I have been in the music industry for so many years, and I still have some die-hard fans. I am satisfied with this result." Zhou Wei said with a smile.

"But the boss seems dissatisfied."

"He's not dissatisfied with me, he's dissatisfied with why Yu Dongqing's album sales are so hot." Zhou Wei said with a faint smile.

"Yeah, it's incredible how popular it is. According to what I heard, 50,000 CDs were sold out in half a day, and those 1,000 vinyl copies. When did people start to fall in love with physical CDs again?" Feng Gang said, after finishing his words He added:

“Some people online commented that it was the resurgence of traditional physical CDs.”

"Do you believe it?" Zhou Wei asked.

Feng Gang shook his head.

"Don't miss the golden age of the recording industry anymore. It's gone forever like the roaring river. Yu Dongqing's case is just a special case and not representative." Zhou Wei said leisurely.

"But what is very interesting is that although Yu Dongqing's records are invincible offline, online sales cannot match Cai Qing's first album." Feng Gang said with a smile.

"Oh, is it so?"

"Do you know what the online sales of Cai Qing's new album are now?" Feng Gang deliberately let it slip.

"How many?"

"26 million!"

"Damn it! Sales reached 26 million in just over half a day? This is terrible!" Zhou Wei exclaimed.

"Yes, Yu Dongqing's album ranked second, with only 6.5 million, while ours was 5 million."

"It's crazy, the best is the best, even Yu Dongqing can't catch up." Zhou Wei said with a smile.

"Anyway, 26 yuan for a record is like takeaway money for his fans. There are even idiot fans who buy hundreds or thousands of copies together. Think about how terrifying it is."

"Okay. Let's not talk about this. Let's find a quiet place to have a drink in the evening." Zhou Wei said to Feng Gang with a smile.

The two have a very good relationship, and sometimes they are like buddies.

"Huh? It seems that you are in a good mood and are not affected by the boss." Feng Gang smiled.

"He thinks too much and makes himself troubled." Zhou Wei said simply: "I don't have high ambitions. I just need to sing down-to-earth. But"

"But what?"

"Yu Dongqing's songs are really good. If I have a chance, I'll ask him to write one for me too."

"That won't work! The boss will definitely not agree." Feng Gang was shocked.

"I didn't say it now, let's talk about it later." Zhou Wei couldn't deny it.

The first album "Wild Lily Also Has Spring" released by Qingmanglu Band was a huge success, especially offline. The CD sales reached 300,000 copies in one week, which was the best album record in the golden era of CD recording industry.

This news soon attracted the attention of the Wanwan and Xiangjiang music circles.

Hong Kong, 19th floor, Railway Building, 39 Chatham Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon, where the famous Hong Kong Star Record Company is located.

Today, on the large desk of President Chen Shaojie, there is a CD record with a black and white cover. It is the album that was just released by the Qingmanglu Band.

"I want to introduce the sales rights of this album in Hong Kong." Chen Shaojie held a cigar in his mouth, blowing smoke rings slowly, and then said to the company's music director Mou Guowei, who was sitting opposite the sofa.

"Mr. Chen, the sales volume of this album in the mainland is indeed good, but the music style is more folk and rock, which does not suit the taste of local fans in Xiangjiang." Mou Guojie reminded: "Generally, when we introduce Mandarin songs, we import them from Wanwan. It has never been introduced from the mainland.”

"I know." Chen Shaojie said lightly, "But I want to try."

While the two were chatting, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A beautiful girl walked in, it was Wu Jingqi, the company's number one popular singer.

Seeing Wu Jingqi coming in, Chen Shaojie smiled on his face: "Aqi, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Chen, I wonder how you have considered what you said?"

"Well, I'm discussing this with Guoliang."

"What are we discussing?" Mou Guoliang was a little confused.

"Oh, that's it." Chen Shaojie said to him: "The "Top Ten Golden Melody Awards" ceremony will be held in Hong Kong soon. The organizing committee has invited Yu Dongqing to attend the event as a guest and present the award on stage."

"So, what Aqi means is to take this opportunity to invite Yu Dongqing to sing and officially enter the mainland market."