Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 202 Hot Sales

Today is March 3, which is a very normal day for Yu Dongqing.

He still sent his daughter to school in the morning, but he didn't have to go to the studio for training temporarily, so he was the same as before. After jogging by the Rending Lake, he stood under the weeping willows with crooked necks to watch a group of old men play chess.

Of course, I couldn't help but squeezed in and killed two games. In the end, the old men threw away their armor and armor and lost the battle.

"Watching chess without talking, it's a real gentleman's mother, all villains and no gentleman!" Yu Dongqing was upset at first, but it didn't matter after a while.

play.

It wasn't until lunch at noon that everyone broke up and went home for dinner.

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

"Holly, it's too fast! According to the latest news from the publisher, the first batch of 1000 CDs has been sold out! The [-] vinyls have also been sold out!"

"Really? Don't you have a plan? Put the second batch on the market quickly." Yu Dongqing smiled.

"Of course, why are you so excited?"

"It's not a child, what are you excited about?"

"Okay, keep calm, Jiang Ziya sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, I'm busy." Luo Yun said.

"Okay, I'm busy with you."

Just as Yu Dongqing was about to hang up the phone, she heard Luo Yun say: "There is one more thing. Today, our studio is planning to hold a celebration party to celebrate the sale of your album. Tonight, go to Jubaoyuan to eat hot pot! You still have Several buddies are coming, I will call them one by one."

"Eat hot pot, eat hot pot, don't hold any celebration party, everyone has worked hard this time, I treat you." Yu Dongqing laughed.

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

On the other side of the phone, Luo Yun hung up the phone and said to the people in the studio: "The boss agrees, we will have hot pot tonight, and he treats us!"

There was a burst of cheers in the office.

It's true that some families are happy and some are sad. While Yu Dongqing's studio is full of joy, the atmosphere in Liu Weici's studio seems a little tense.

The staff walked carefully, and even spoke in a low voice, for fear of provoking the boss who was in a state of rampage, and causing unforeseen disasters.

"Is the boss still losing his temper?"

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

"Yes, just now Xiao Wang whispered to me that he broke his favorite blue and white porcelain teacup." Feng Gang explained: "Actually, Zhou Wei, your album sales are not bad. Up to now, you have sold [-] CDs. It has met expectations.”

"That's right. After all, I've been in the music scene for so many years, and I still have some die-hard fans. I'm satisfied with this result." Zhou Wei laughed.

"But the boss doesn't seem satisfied."

"It's not me that he's dissatisfied with, he's dissatisfied with why Yu Dongqing's album sales are so hot." Zhou Wei smiled lightly.

"Yeah, it's unbelievable how popular it is. According to what I heard, 1000 CDs were sold out in half a day, and there are still [-] vinyls. When will people start to love physical CDs again?" Feng Gang said. Added another sentence:

"Some people commented on the Internet that it is the revival of traditional physical CDs."

"Do you believe it?" Zhou Wei asked back.

Feng Gang shook his head.

"Don't miss the golden age of the record industry, it will never return like a torrent of water. Yu Dongqing's is just a special case, not representative." Zhou Wei said leisurely.

"However, what is interesting is that although Yu Dongqing's album is invincible offline, the sales volume of Cai Qing's album is not as good as online." Feng Gang said with a smile.

"Oh, really?"

"Do you know how many online sales of Cai Qing's new album are now?" Feng Gang deliberately kept it off.

"How many?"

"2600 million!"

"Fuck! The sales volume has reached 2600 million in just over half a day? This is terrible!" Zhou Wei exclaimed.

"Yeah, the second place is Yu Dongqing's album, which is only 650 million, and ours is 500 million."

"This shit, the top class is the top class, even Yu Dongqing can't match it." Zhou Wei laughed.

"Anyway, 26 yuan for a record is a takeaway money for his fans, and even brainless fans buy hundreds or thousands of copies together. Think about it, how scary it is."

"Okay. Let's not talk about this, let's go have a drink in a quiet place at night." Zhou Wei said to Feng Gang with a smile.

The two have a great relationship, sometimes like buddies.

"Huh? It seems that you are in a good mood and have not been influenced by the boss." Feng Gang laughed.

"He thinks too much and disturbs others." Zhou Wei said simply: "I don't want to be ambitious, I just need to sing down-to-earth, but"

"But what?"

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

"That's impossible! The boss will definitely not agree." Feng Gang was taken aback.

"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 Qingmansue Band has been a great success, especially offline, with CD sales of 30 copies within a week, making it the record of excellent albums in the golden age of the CD record industry.

And this news quickly attracted the attention of Wanwan and Xiangjiang music circles.

Xiangjiang, on the 39th floor of the Railway Building, 19 Chatham Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon, is located in the well-known Xiangjiang Lixing Records Company.

Today, on the large desk of President Chen Shaojie, there is a CD with a black and white cover, which is the album just released by Qingmanshoe Band.

"I want to introduce the sales copyright of this album in Xiangjiang." Chen Shaojie smoked a cigar slowly, before saying to Mou Guowei, the music director of the company who was sitting opposite the sofa.

"Mr. Chen, the sales of this album in the mainland are indeed good, but the style of music is more folk and rock, which does not meet the tastes of local fans in Xiangjiang." Mou Guojie reminded: "Generally, we import Mandarin songs from Wanwan. It has never been imported 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: "Aqi, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Chen, I think what you said, how do you think about it?"

"So, I'm discussing with Guoliang."

"What are you discussing?" Mou Guoliang was a little puzzled.

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

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

(End of this chapter)