Ugo Records is a record company that has just been established for a year, and the boss Zhanhui is originally a person who doesn't know how to do it, but seeing that Xu Guanjie and Xu Xiaofeng's records are selling so well in the past two years, and he has a little money, he rushed into this business. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But after coming in, Zhanhui knew that the water in this industry was very deep.

If you don't have enough connections and enough support, you won't be able to play with some money alone.

Just when he lost seventy or eighty thousand yuan and was about to quit, he suddenly found a resident singer in a small song hall, and he sang a very good song, so he went to inquire.

This little singer named Wu Hao, when he heard that the opposite was the owner of the record company, he immediately became excited, saying that this song called "Spring Rain" was his own original, and if Ugo Records was signed, he would definitely make a lot of money.

Although Zhanhui didn't know much about music before, now that he has experienced a year of experience, he still has the ability to distinguish good songs.

He signed Wu Hao, first asked him to record a sample, and showed it to a few familiar songwriters, all of which received good feedback and evaluation, and then began serious recording and large-scale production.

Of course, according to the strength of Ugo Records, it is naturally impossible to have such good equipment and creative team, he just asked a group of second- and third-rate soundtracks and soundtracks of the company to jointly make "Spring Rain" more "gorgeous", and then it was officially formed.

In terms of promotion and distribution, Zhanhui also gathered some contacts, and through the public relations promotion of commercial radio and Xiangjiang Radio in the past two days, "Spring Rain", which had a very good melody, immediately caused a strong response among the audience, and in a few days, Xiangjiang's record store has sold more than 12,000 EPs.

Such a good result made Zhanhui annoyed on the one hand why he only made EPs and not official albums, so that he could earn more!

On the other hand, he also hurriedly asked people to continue to produce records on a large scale, so as to take advantage of this east wind to sell more.

Of course, EP sales are so good, so if the official album is released in Hong Kong, Macao, Southeast Asia and other places, it will definitely sell more, so Zhanhui hurriedly contacted several famous songwriters, wanting to find a few more songs of acceptable level, and then defend "Spring Rain", a big sale.

Although he didn't dare to expect Zhang Guorong to easily cross the 1.2 million copies of "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream" around the world, but if he could sell 200,000 copies, it would bring more than 1 million net profits, which is much more profitable than doing business by himself!

For a while, Zhanhui felt that he had regained confidence in the record industry.

However, just this morning, when Zhanhui was looking at the sales data of various record stores, the secretary suddenly broke into the office in a hurry.

"Boss! Oh no!" the secretary shouted sweating profusely, "Xiangjiang Radio and Xiangjiang Commercial Radio have all blocked "Spring Rain", and there should have been two recommendations this morning, and there were two special on-demand broadcasts, all of which were gone!"

"Could you be mistaken? just didn't hear it?" Zhan Hui forgot to curse, and hurriedly asked.

"No!" the secretary shook his head firmly, "I made a special call, pretending to be a fan and wanted to watch "Spring Rain" on demand, but they all told me that there was no such song. ”

"No song!?"

Zhan Hui laughed angrily, immediately picked up the phone on the desk, and broadcast a number out: "Hello, is it Manager Chen? I am Zhan Hui of Ugo Records! I want to ask, how did our company's singer Wu Hao's hot song "Spring Rain" suddenly disappear? Is there something wrong?...... What? can't be...... Hey, listen to me......"

Zhanhui, whose face was gloomy, immediately dialed another number, and the answer he got was the same.

He was silent for a moment and ordered, "You call Wu Hao for me!"

"But he's recording a song right now!" said the secretary.

"I told you to call him over to me!!" Zhanhui roared.

"Yes! Yes!"

The secretary was startled and almost ran out.

After a while, Wu Hao, who didn't know why, walked into Zhanhui's office with an unhappy face.

"Boss Zhan, I'm recording a song, what's so urgent?" Wu Hao asked complainingly.

Because Zhanhui was not optimistic about the popularity of "Spring Rain" at the beginning, the signing with Wu Hao was very simple and flexible, so now "Spring Rain" is booming, but Lin Hao has more initiative.

Zhanhui, who wanted to win over this cash cow, naturally obeyed him, so even Wu Hao began to be arrogant.

Zhanhui had a gloomy face, got up and walked to Wu Hao's side: "You told me that there is no problem with "Spring Rain", it was you who wrote the lyrics and songs!"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Wu Hao's eyes were full of innocence.

"Yes to you, mom, yes!" Zhanhui slapped him, "You bastard, you play me, right?"

Wu Hao was beaten so that his face was full of stars.

When he came to his senses, he covered his face and said in astonishment: "You are crazy, why are you beating people?!"

"Beat you, I want to fight a little more violently!" Zhanhui tugged at his shirt, "Bastard, you plagiarized other people's songs, and now people have been held accountable!

"Hu ...... Nonsense!"

Wu Hao said angrily, "Who did you listen to? This is what I wrote myself!"

"Don't admit it, right?" Zhanhui shook him off, "Now that commercial radio stations and Xiangjiang radio stations have all stopped our advertising, it is clear that songs like "Spring Rain", which completely plagiarize other people's creativity, will never appear on their radio stations again! They are the only radio stations in Xiangjiang! Without sufficient evidence, they dare to do this?"

"No! This is mine!" Wu Hao said without admitting his account, "Boss Zhan, you believe me! Let them sue me if they have evidence! This is a false accusation against me! I will sue them back!"

Seeing him so confident, Zhanhui was also a little puzzled.

Is it really a mistake?

But before he could say anything, the phone on his desk rang.

He went over first and picked up the phone, "Hey, I'm Zhanhui!"

"Boss Zhan, I'm Zheng Donghan. A gentle man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhanhui was shocked when he heard this, and a smile immediately appeared on his face: "Mr. Zheng!? Hello, hello, why are you suddenly free to call me?"

"I'm just telling you. Zheng Donghan said lightly: "The singer under you, named Wu Hao, is very bad." How can it be so shameless to plagiarize other people's songs and openly say that they created their own songs?"

"Mr. Zheng, did you misunderstand?" Zhanhui pretended to be puzzled and said: "I have heard people talk about this before, but Wu Hao has repeatedly assured me that he wrote this song! Besides, I haven't heard anyone sing it before him! The record has been sold for a few days, and no songwriter has come to the door." ”

"Have you carried "Bao Qingtian" and "Wulin Gaiden"?" asked Zheng Donghan.

"Yes. Although he didn't know why Zheng Donghan asked this, Zhanhui still nodded and answered.

"The script screenwriter of the two plays is called Yin Jun, have you heard of this person?"

"I've heard of it. ”

"The original name of this "Spring Rain" is "The Mark of the Rain", which is a piano piece without lyrics. Originally, Yin Jun made it to his little girlfriend...... Oh, by the way, his little girlfriend is Zhu Wushuang in "Wulin Gaiden", the little girl who can be seen on the poster of Watson's store now. In March this year, the little girl played this piano piece at school, when did you start singing that singer?"

Zhanhui's heart sank when he listened, and he didn't notice it until Zheng Donghan hung up the phone.

Zheng Donghan said so, with his status as the general manager of Polygram, it is absolutely impossible to deceive him, and if the little girl played it in March, he only heard Wu Hao sing "Spring Rain" in July, and the time spanned 4 months!

Raising his head, Zhanhui looked at Wu Hao, who looked a little aggrieved, and sighed unconsciously: "Hao Zai, you are also a talent!

"Of course it is!" Wu Hao glared and said, "It's still the same sentence, Boss Zhan, you let them come out with evidence! Without evidence, just rely on one sentence, who can be convinced?"

"You go out first!"

Zhanhui commanded weakly.

At this point, he no longer wanted to hear the truth from Wu Hao.

However, when Wu Hao went out, Zhanhui began to ponder again.

Wu Hao's attitude made him think of a feasible way.

That is, like Wu Hao, he will not admit it!

It doesn't matter who it is, whether it's plagiarism or not, anyway, I'm sure that Wu Hao said that he wrote it himself, and it has nothing to do with me in the future.

Although it will offend too many people because of this, but Lao Tzu will do a good job of the album, finish this ticket, and make tens of millions of dollars to close this broken company, if you don't mix in this industry, what can they do with me?

Thinking of this, he immediately called the secretary in.

"You go and build a relationship with the major record stores, isn't the EP of "Spring Rain" selling very well? Let's just say that we are about to release an album, and the price is 5% cheaper than other people's, let them buy more and sell more, the more they sell, the more I will have a big reward!"

"Yes!"

"In addition, you have to step up the promotion in other cities, and you have to contact the local record stores. Southeast Asia is a big market, as long as we can sell 300,000 copies, then I'll give you a bonus of 20,000!"

"Yes!"

The secretary went excitedly, and Zhanhui hurried to the recording studio.

Wu Hao's record recording should be accelerated as soon as possible, the best thing is to enter the record production after three days, and fully ship it a week later, so that all the work will be done in September, and the rest is to count the money!

Thinking of this, Zhanhui's mood suddenly improved.

It's still the most real money!(To be continued.) )