Shen Fang looked at Wu Zongxian: "Mr. Wu, I'm very interested in Jay Chou. Are you willing to sell him?"

Wu Zongxian looked completely bewildered: "Huh???"

Shen Fang held up a slap: "Would you sell for 50 million?"

Wu Zongxian?

60 million

"I...."

70 million.

"President Shen, I..."

"80 million."

"President Shen, let me think about it!"

Shen Fang laughed loudly: "Then I'll offer a flat price of 100 million RMB."

Wu Zongxian was stunned. He had never seen anything like this before. So much money? A big shot? He only hesitated for 30 seconds before adding 50 million? Was he kidding?

"Mr. Shen, what about the endorsement fee?" Wu Zongxian licked his slightly dry lips.

Shen Fang smiled and said, "You will get every penny you deserve."

Looking at Jay Chou, Wu Zongxian realized that Jay Chou was just a money-making tool. Although Jay Chou's rise to fame in the past two years had earned him a lot of money, as Jay Chou's fame grew and he became more and more unruly, he also became more and more dissatisfied with the profit sharing. 100 million RMB, no matter how you look at it, was a profit.

"I agree!!!"

Jay Chou was stunned: "Brother Xian!!!"

Wu Zongxian smiled and said, "Jay Chou, Mr. Shen is a big shot. You have a better future following him than following me."

Jay Chou watched as Wu Zongxian sold him out for money in less than three minutes! His pent-up anger subsided, and his face flushed red!

Chen Fang smiled at Jay Chou: "Jay Chou, you'll definitely have a brighter future with me. Our first step is to become number one in China, the second is to break out of Asia, and the third is to go global. You can bring all the equipment, sound systems, partners, and composers you need. I can offer you double the salary. Money is just a number to me. What I want is to reform the domestic music industry and lead domestic music in the right direction. I'm ready to hand this responsibility over to you. Do you have the confidence?"

Jay Chou was momentarily speechless upon hearing Shen Fang's words: "What about the profit sharing?"

Shen Fang smiled and said, "I already said I'm not interested in that hard-earned money. 55 split, that's my promise to you."

How many people can I bring?

“Any number of people is fine, as long as you want to take them with you, they can follow you anytime. Xiao Kun will write a check for 10 million for Jay Chou.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Kun pulled out a check for 10 million.

"This is your event fee. Consider it as your team's salary for this year, and I'll cover it for you."

Milk Tea Wheel stared blankly at the check in his hand.

"Boss, aren't you losing money?"

Upon hearing that Jay Chou had changed his form of address, Shen Fang chuckled to himself, "You may be making a profit now, but I'll never lose out. Jay Chou, you're the highest-earning artist. Even if it's a 50/50 split, I'll still be rolling in money."

"That's not your concern. I don't need your little bit of money. Jay, I truly admire you, and it's not just me. My girlfriend is also a huge fan of yours; we both love you. Your talent and your Chinese style are something I completely agree with. You're absolutely right about the saying that Chinese style is the coolest. The release of Chinese style music is very important and crucial; it's directly related to the cultural export of China. I may not understand music, but I can provide strong financial support. Starting next year, we'll promote you nationwide, hold concerts, and you'll be on the 2003 Spring Festival Gala. I'm also planning to hold a 100,000-person concert for you at the Temple of Heaven in Beijing. This is my sincerity."

Jaylen stared at Chen Fang: "Boss, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Hahaha, Jay is the first person to question me like this. But it's okay, because I admire you."

Shen Kun smiled: "My third great-uncle's net worth is now around 4 billion. Jay Chou's money is nothing to him. When Tencent goes public next year, it will be at least 10 billion. You know Tencent? It's QQ. My third great-uncle is a major shareholder."

"Penguins? Is that the farm game???"

Shen Fang nodded: "That's right."

Yang Dengkui was dumbfounded upon hearing this. "If you're not a big shot, how many other jobs do you have?"

A billionaire? So young, so handsome, and so powerful?

For a moment, Barbie Hsu and Patty Hou felt a little inferior. Were they good enough for each other? The two fell into deep doubt.

Jay Chou was stunned. Had he really been chosen by a big shot? Was he about to be carried to new heights? For a moment, Jay Chou was a little dazed. Just then, all the dishes were served.

Shen Fang looked at the waiter and said, "I'm very happy today, bring me a bottle of good wine."

The waiter nodded: "Yes, sir."

Shen Fang patted the stool: "Come sit here with Jay Chou."

Upon hearing this, Jay Chou immediately sat down next to Chen Fang. As for Wu Zongxian, he said, "Go to hell! I'll sell you out without hesitation! Fuck your mother!"

Wu Zongxian felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing Jay Chou so obediently go through with it, but he tolerated it for the sake of the 100 million.

The waiter brought in a bottle of XO.

Shen Fang frowned: "Isn't there any good wine?"

Yang Dengkui quickly explained, "XO is the best wine in our store. If you want to drink good wine, Mr. Shen, I have a few bottles of Lafite in my warehouse."

Shen Fang looked at Jay Chou: "How about red wine?"

Jay Chou smiled shyly: "I'm fine with anything."

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Yang. I'll cover the cost."

Yang Dengkui quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need, it's nothing for you to drink some of my wine."

Yang Dengkui left the private room and returned shortly after, carrying several bottles of Lafite.

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