During the meal, under Nian Qing's repeated testing and even provocation, Yang Jingxing, assisted by Qi Qingnuo, talked about the treatment given to him by Hongxing Company or Zhang Yanhao.

Yang Jingxing believes that Zhang Yanhao is a very good boss, otherwise in today's market conditions, Hongxing's royalties for these lyricists and composers would not be so high.

Take Yang Jingxing himself as an example. His current prepayment for composing and arranging a song is 20,000 yuan, which is already on the upper end of the first tier, and is only inferior to those who are well-known.

If Yang Jingxing's situation is special, a lyricist like Li Xin, who is in the middle of the pack, can earn tens of thousands of yuan for a song and is envied by many lyricists, even those who became famous earlier.

And it also shows that Zhang Yanhao and Gan Kaicheng are both loyal people. Otherwise, with Li Xin's current price, he could almost hire top lyricists.

Most of the songwriters and composers in the golden age made their fortunes by sharing dividends from album sales. Now that album sales are hopeless, the remuneration of lyricists and composers is also getting squeezed again and again. Compared with the golden age, it is already a bit pitiful. Maybe this is also Gan Kai's reason.

One of the reasons why Cheng stopped writing songs.

Of course, there are still many authors who have musical ideals and want to make a living. They have been persisting, but in the face of insufficient remuneration, plagiarism and the like are inevitable.

Yang Jingxing had read some of the company's past documents or meeting minutes at Hongxing. The manager of the planning department, Zhou Shenjian, once made an analysis, and what he said was quite reasonable.

To put it simply, record companies in the past would put two-thirds of their energy resources on music production and professional training of singers, and only one-third would be used on packaging, promotion and marketing...or hype.

Look at those companies with great wealth and reputation nowadays. Of course, they no longer bother to call themselves record companies. Instead, they focus on entertainment. They put almost 100% of their energy into the manufacturing and marketing of artists’ products, as well as music.

Basically irrelevant.

As for those who only focus on making music, many of them can no longer do it. Even Hongxing is in danger of being reduced to outsourcing work from other companies. Helping tone-deaf actors or idols to make music albums, Chang Yiming Gan Kai

These people were tortured to the point where they were in agony.

As the boss, Zhang Yanhao’s current intention to change, develop and keep up with the times is actually a sign of responsibility. Otherwise, he could have followed the example of others and let the company decline with the help of others’ sighs and sympathy, while he himself

How easy and comfortable it is to invest the large sums of money you have already earned into real estate.

After discovering that both Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing were looking at the problem from the same perspective, Nian Qing scorned: "It's just that your status is too low. Do you think tens of millions are worth money to them?"

Qi Qingnuo is patient: "If you have money, bosses want to be generous. In fact, the status is not low. We can even sign the title of the music video. No one in Europe and America cares about the author... but they have more money."

Yang Jingxing laughed: "That's why I want to be a producer."

Nian Qingxiao: "Do you still want to open up the international market?"

Speaking of the market, I have to praise the Taiwanese people. The Little Giant Sizhu Band has the awareness to give Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo royalties this time, but they are too embarrassed to ask for it or generous because there is really not much. And Gan Kaicheng has been there for ten years

I can still get some sporadic royalties from the songs I wrote for Taiwanese singers in the past, which is much more thoughtful than Hongxing.

Yang Jingxing also had some awareness of this, so he chose a decades-old song called "Grandma's Penghu Bay" to adapt. Although it has not yet passed the copyright protection period, it is estimated that it will not make the original author very unhappy.

After listening to Yang Jingxing's analysis of various difficult situations as if being taught a lesson, Nian Qing suggested to Qi Qingnuo: "Forget it, you and I will let the geniuses concentrate on turning the tide and adapting the current situation of national music."

Yang Jingxing made a decision immediately: "Then I choose Nono."

Nian Qing was so disgusted that she put down a chopstick of food.

Qi Qingnuo smiled: "I would choose him too."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Are you and Kang Youcheng ready to get married?"

Nian Qingcai was dumbfounded: "I don't have to worry about it!"

Qi Qingnuo reminded Yang Jingxing: "You must follow the etiquette..."

After dinner, I went back to the bar at about 7:30. Even on such a hot day, at 7:30 on Monday night, there were basically no customers in Huihuang, but now there were trees beside the outer door of Huihuang.

"Full" sign is printed on new A4 paper, obviously this does not happen often.

Inside and outside, Ai Zhen and another male waiter acted as temporary doormen. Ai Zhen even joked with Qi Qingnuo: "Sorry, it's full. Please come back next time."

Qi Qingnuo showed off: "Look at our looks."

Ai Zhen hehe: "The beauty can come in."

The male waiter was loyal: "Handsome guys are in too."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm going to have plastic surgery tomorrow, and I'll get credit today."

Ai Zhen giggled, then became a little more serious and said to Qi Qingnuo: "We are all regular customers, you go in and take a look."

Going inside, it was full of guests. Yang Jingxing counted them at a glance. There were less than thirty guests, and most of them were familiar faces, including Yuan Haonan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The thirty guests were all distributed near the stage and away from the bar, communicating with each other as a whole. Only Yuan Haonan was alone, sitting idle at a small table with a glass of cocktail on the table.

It seems that David has little authority. He clearly told his employees not to spread the news, but it is impossible for these people to come to Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo so early.

Yang Jingxing was surprised by Qi Qingnuo: "Beauty."

Qi Qingnuo gently encouraged: "Go."

Yang Jingxing had an idea: "I'll bring two of them to be more powerful."

Nian Qing said disdainfully: "You guys are busy." She went to the bar by herself, Zhan Huayu was there.

Qi Qingnuo and Yang Jingxing went to greet the regular customers together, and only after passing two tables did they arrive in front of Yuan Haonan.

Qi Qingnuo was even happier than Yang Jingxing: "Beauty, long time no see."

Yuan Haonan was also happy: "Yeah...when will Zhang Hongwei come?" She didn't stand up, but her long hair still looked elegant. She could also clearly see that under the cute white T-shirt was a pair of shorts, small gray shorts with a belt, which were very small.

But it doesn't look too tight, and the tailoring has a bit of a line. She wears single shoes without stockings, which makes her legs look bright under the light.

Qi Qingnuo said: "I don't know, and I won't necessarily come. Are you alone?"

Yuan Haonan remembered: "They haven't arrived yet, can they come in?"

The little boss lady said: "You call me when I'm here, just don't do it too much."

Yuan Haonan said: "Two..." He also looked at Yang Jingxing, who had a very polite expression.

Yang Jingxing is confident: "I still won't lose."

Qi Qingnuo chuckled, but Yuan Haonan's expression became a little uneasy: "...What do you mean?"

Qi Qingnuo explained: "We bet that there won't be more than a few beauties today. Who knew you would come and he would be in danger."

Yuan Haonan chuckled: "It's okay..." He glanced at Yang Jingxing, then glanced around, and asked: "How many bets?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Including singers and waiters, I bet there won't be more than eighteen."

Yuan Haonan hehehe: "So accurate?"

Someone stood up and called out: "402, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Yang Jingxing nodded to Yuan Haonan: "Let's talk later."

After a round of greetings, in addition to the star-chasers, there are also patriotic sentiments here. Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo will increase the ambition of the brilliant bar. I am also looking forward to whether there is a new song to show off. You can do more with one stone.

When Yang Jingxing and Qi Qingnuo turned back, they stopped chatting with Yuan Haonan because Zhan Huayu was gesturing for them to go to the bar and a new customer had arrived.

Qidawei signaled Qi Qingnuo to pay attention to the person in front of him and asked her: "Uncle Zhong, remember?"

Qi Qingnuo nodded: "Well, hello Uncle Zhong."

The middle-aged man in his forties said kindly: "We have grown so old, how many years have we not seen each other? Three years?"

Qidawei said: "Absolutely." Pointing to: "boyfriend"

Yang Jingxing also said hello: "Hello, Uncle Zhong."

The middle-aged man smiled: "Not bad."

Zhan Huayu said to Qi Qingnuo: "Uncle Zhong is now the director of the Zhabei branch."

Qi Qingnuo nodded and smiled: "I saw the car, thank you."

The middle-aged man smiled: "I will be patrolling in front of the door tonight. I will also chase stars. I didn't chase your father before he changed his career. It's a pity."

Qidawei laughed awkwardly: "I was chased all over the place and I was not allowed to bring the national flag to the stage. I am patriotic!"

Middle-aged men too hahaha.

Zhan Huayu asked Yang Jingxing: "Did you see the car outside? Send a few bottles of water and cigarettes."

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "No, no, no..."

Qidawei said to Yang Jingxing again: "There are no cigarettes here, go buy them nearby."

Yang Jingxing nodded and took action immediately.

Zhan Huayu said again: "Keep an eye on it."

On the pavement in front of the bar, there was a police car parked about ten meters away. There were two people sitting in front of it, both wearing uniforms. Yang Jingxing ran for a while, bought four bottles of water and four cartons of cigarettes, and wrapped them in black plastic bags.

Holding a pack of black bags, Yang Jingxing bent down by the passenger door of the police car and knocked on the glass.

The car window was lowered halfway, and the eyes inside were not deliberately sharp, but they were also alert: "What are you doing?"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "Thank you for your hard work, the boss asked me to bring two bottles of water."

The man in the driver's seat was more polite: "No, no need."

He couldn't pass it in from the front, so Yang Jingxing said, "I'll put it in the back seat, okay?"

The co-pilot said: "Let it go."

Yang Jingxing quickly opened the back door, put down his things, closed the door and said thanks: "Thank you."

The man in the driver's seat tilted his head and asked, "Are you the young master?"
To be continued...