“I admit that when Chen Feng approached me to sign the contract, I made a mistake because he disrupted my nephew’s plans. But everything that followed was not because of any personal grudges.”
"As you all know, since Chen Feng entered the music scene, he has taken away almost 50% of the traffic and popularity in the Chinese music scene. This has led to a sharp decline in the income of our record companies and singers, and this number is still increasing. I believe that Chen Feng must now occupy more than 80% of the popularity in the Chinese music scene."
"In this situation, what's the difference between negotiating and not negotiating? I know what the chairman is worried about, but can what you're worried about really happen? Can Chen Feng do it?"
Hua Guozhong paced back and forth. He knew that Yang Zhi was right. In just two months, Huayu's profits had dropped by 60%. If this continued, how long could they hold on?
"What, are you saying that even now you still don't believe he can do it?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that it's difficult. Chen Feng is too confident, but he doesn't realize that defeating the enemy is easy, but defeating yourself is very difficult."
Yang Zhi raised his head, seemingly regaining some of his confidence.
"The more popular his songs are now, the greater the difficulties he will face. Is it really that easy for a new singer to beat his current top ten music charts and win the championship with just ten songs?"
That's right, the board is most concerned about that bet right now, because if they lose the bet on Huayu, they might have to sell the company, and at a low price.
Originally, Hua Guozhong and the board of directors hadn't taken the matter to heart last night. After all, the company belonged to them, and even if they lost the bet, it wasn't something Chen Feng could just buy as he pleased. But a phone call from Beijing this morning was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads.
The person above made it very clear that Chen Feng had powerful backers, so they should fend for themselves.
"Now, we can only try to prevent Chen Feng's next ten songs from taking the top spot on the current top ten charts that he himself has dominated. Otherwise, if the company changes hands, we will be infamous for eternity."
"That's what the shareholder said."
"That's right, so we can't be discouraged. This time, let's change our approach."
Yang Zhi said.
"What are your plans? Tell me about them."
Hua Guozhong stared at Yang Zhi, his expression still grim.
"The method is very simple, just one word: 'praise'."
Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Yang Zhi continued to explain.
"That's right, we're going to promote Chen Feng's songs. In the past, we always resisted and suppressed them. This time, we'll spend a lot of money to promote his songs, especially the top ten songs on the charts. We'll push their clicks and plays to astronomical numbers. Then we'll see how he surpasses himself."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up; this was indeed a good idea.
"But by doing this, aren't you indirectly helping Chen Feng become famous? Isn't this what you call 'turning Zhuzhou green'?"
"Mr. Hu, I'm sorry, it's not that I'm trying to embarrass you, but that's called aiding and abetting evil, not some kind of 'green' movement in Zhuzhou. Besides, everyone think about it, does Chen Feng even need to be famous now?"
Everyone was taken aback, then showed expressions of relief.
Yes, Chen Feng's fame has spread all over the world. I bet the four major foreign languages are discussing ways to deal with him right now.
Finally, after a series of discussions, Huayu decided to go all out.
"Okay, we agree to Director Yang's proposal to allocate 500 million yuan from the company for the 'Singing Support' project."
Hua Guozhong's face was gloomy, but he had no choice. He stared at Yang Zhi with hostility and said in an icy tone, "This is the last time. If you fail this time, you'd better get out of here immediately. Otherwise, I will use some underhanded means to kill you."
Yang Zhi felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the chairman's murderous gaze. He quickly agreed, but in his mind, he was calculating how much of the 500 million yuan he should keep in preparation for running away.
The internet is in a frenzy right now.
Major media outlets, independent media personalities, and news agencies are all reporting on Chen Feng's deification in an overwhelming manner, and the news has maintained an extremely high level of popularity.
My God, the world has changed overnight! A true genius has emerged in the Chinese music scene!
Shocking, Thirty Songs in One Night, Chen Feng Ascends the Divine Terrace
Quick Look: Who Says China Has No God?
The Chinese Language Association suddenly changed its nature and was elevated to a pedestal.
At twenty-five, after only two months in the industry, he was hailed as a legend. You might think this is a story, but it's actually true.
The biggest cheat in history; even TV dramas wouldn't dare portray it like this.
Receiving such an honor at such a young age is truly well-deserved.
Netizens offered their congratulations.
"As expected of the Wind God, this is a royal flush! It probably stunned the Chinese Language Association and made him a god! Hahaha!"
"Hmm, the Chinese Language Association has finally done something. They didn't even give us a rating before, which was just too much."
"Now, I can finally call myself the Wind God in front of anyone! Anyone have a problem with that? It's officially recognized!"
"Fengshen, besides the songs you sang and wrote, there isn't a single other singer's song in my playlist. They're so good! I hope you can keep it up! Keep it up!"
"Wow, my wife has become a goddess! Waaaaah, this is so amazing! I'm going to gaze at her portrait carefully..."
"I don't want the pen curtain upstairs; the pretty girl is mine."
"Draw your swords, Cassiopeia is only worthy of me."
"What a pity, my Zhaoyue almost won the title of King of Singers, but unfortunately, he was still a little short."
"Zhaoyue is great. I checked her personal Weibo. She is very genuine and down-to-earth."
Time flies, another day has passed quickly, and night has fallen.
It's already December, and for some reason, the Chengdu-Chongqing region is unusually hot and humid today.
At 10 p.m., the red and blue lights of "Liangliang Barbecue Stall" shone brightly, and the place was packed with people, some drinking and playing drinking games, others toasting and laughing, creating a harmonious and peaceful atmosphere.
An inconspicuous BYD slowly pulled up to the side of the road and stopped.
Chen Feng and Li Qingning, wearing baseball caps and masks, headed towards the barbecue stall. After all, they had made a promise, and they wanted to keep it.
As soon as they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, they attracted countless curious and inquiring glances. Even though the two of them had their hats pulled down and were wearing masks, they still seemed out of place among the crowd. In particular, Li Qingning's natural temperament, figure, and clothing made everything around her pale in comparison.
Chen Feng naturally took Li Qingning's hand and walked inside, because all the tables outside were occupied and there were no seats left.
"When you're eating barbecue, you should choose a place with lots of people; that proves it's delicious."
Chen Feng walked along, explaining to the little fairy who had little experience of everyday life, while Li Qingning looked curiously at the shirtless men and the women drinking wildly around her.
The two walked to the middle, where a dozen people were sitting at a table next to them. The table was made up of two tables pushed together. Apart from three women, the rest were all men, some wearing white t-shirts and others wearing black t-shirts. Several of them had tattoos on their bodies and necks.
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