"The purchasing power of fans nowadays is not bad, so why not set a higher price?" Young Master Wang said casually while picking at his nails.

Chen Muyang shook his head. "The price definitely can't be too high. The digital album should be 16 yuan per copy, and the physical albums should be 18, 24, and 36 yuan per copy respectively."

"Mu Yang, are you doing charity? With such a low price, we have to eat coarse food?" Young Master Wang looked incredulous.

This time, Huo Tingting did not refute and agreed with what Mr. Wang said, "Yes, this is too cheap."

"It's okay, just make the money back from other places. The fans' money is not important. Just make friends with everyone." Chen Muyang waved his hand indifferently.

"Okay, then I'll contact the person to start the production." Huo Tingting stood up and prepared to leave.

"Sister Ting, please leave 500 copies for me after the collector's edition is completed." Chen Muyang hurriedly called out to Huo Tingting.

......

Next, Chen Muyang was pulled to take ten photos.

The regular edition has no signed photos, the hardcover edition has five signed photos, and the collector's edition has ten.

So after Chen Muyang took the photo, he had to wait for the photo to come out, sign his name, and have someone take it to be copied.

Just as I was about to leave the villa, the phone in my pocket rang.

Chen Muyang saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he thought about it and answered it.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Hello, is this Mr. Chen Muyang? I am Zhao Yingying, the director of NetCloud Music." A pleasant voice came from the phone.

Chen Muyang was stunned. The other two companies did not react at all. However, Wang Yun came up and said immediately:

"I'm Chen Muyang, what's going on?"

"It's like this, Mr. Chen, we at Wangyun want to seek cooperation with you." Zhao Yingying was very humble.