There are many outrageous things in this world.
Some people break up just because they say the word "break up".
Some people were taken to places they never thought they would enter in their life just by saying the word "demolition".
After a two-month interrogation, the village woman even confessed that when she was eight years old, she ran to her neighbor's field and destroyed several cotton flowers, but she still did not gain the trust of the authorities.
The neighbor's cotton was innocent, but the village woman believed she was even more innocent. At first, she even thought that the "village bully" was trying to deceive her, as she had always been a troublemaker.
She planned to emulate the loyal and unyielding martyrs and vowed not to bow her head until the person opposite her pounded the table and yelled at her:
"Do you even know what you're trying to demolish? Why don't you just tear down the monument to the heroes?"
Only then did she realize what a stupid thing she had done and who she had offended.
She woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. She dreamed that her ancestor pointed at her nose and scolded her, and even her grandson who was still wearing open-crotch pants threw mud at her.
However, what she didn't know was that because of this sentence, she stayed there for two more months. Because people were afraid that she would go out and say something, they waited until the heat had completely subsided before letting her go home with good food and drink.
But the black-faced man who coaxed her to come here was not so easy to talk to. This gentleman really took the money.
He explained step by step how he received 1,500 yuan from whom, when, what instructions he received, and who he gathered.
After he confessed everything, it caused a sensation among the officials. All the evidence pointed to a man called "Secretary Gao".
When the officials excitedly set out to arrest Secretary Gao, Secretary Gao was at Aihua Company, reporting to the respected "that person".
"...So, the high-profile interference in "Poetic Life" actually caused our stock price to rise by 1.5 points?" The man was sitting on the sofa, holding a pipe in his hand.
He sat in the dark, looking very much like a "Godfather", and his facial expression could not be seen clearly.
"It's mainly to boost the confidence of the major shareholders," Secretary Gao said. "Also, the potential of the private music collection has been estimated. If the deal is successful, the five-year return is estimated to reach 46 million."
"The question is, can we get it?"
"Yes. People have legs and can run, but houses don't have legs."
Secretary Gao smiled and said, "I have nine ways to get it. Nine ways."
"Not bad." The man nodded. "What's important isn't how much we can earn in the next five years, but the subsequent operations."
He stretched out his hands, gestured in the air, and said, "Think about it. If we build this into an authoritative music base, or a place for awards, wouldn't that be equivalent to a chart or the Golden Melody Awards?"
"Hiss—what do you mean?"
Secretary Gao widened his eyes and gasped.
This wild imagination made him feel that his mind had suddenly broadened.
"This is truly a temple for musicians," the person emphasized. "We can instill in the public the idea that any music played here is truly temple-level music."
"No matter how many Golden Melody Awards you win, if you haven't entered this private music collection, you are not a real musician."
"Once you move into this private collection, you become the world's most dazzling star, just like Pink Floyd and the Beatles, and your presence will be recorded in history."
"Think about it, what level of voice does this entail?"
Secretary Gao gave a thumbs up.
"In other words, we should 'invite' the music of whichever artist we want to cultivate?"
"Yes," the man said, "you've got it."
"The selection is held once a year, and we can hold an event there. There are five places available each year..."
"No," the man in the chair denied him. "There's only one prize available each year, just like the Nobel Prize."
"Yes, just like the Nobel Prize, there's only one nominee each year. This will be the Nobel Prize of the music world."
"Don't be too greedy, take it slow and steady," the person said. "Remember the Golden Melody Awards? They finally got them, but they were too greedy and exhausted all their resources. After only two years, no one's paying attention anymore."
"Yes." Secretary Gao sweated.
Every award is money, who doesn’t love the money they get?
So after winning the Golden Melody Awards, 6 awards became 12 awards, and after promoting their own artists, they collected money from other entertainment companies.
They also didn't expect that the award, which had a good reputation, would no longer be able to attract the audience after just two years, and soon no one would pay attention to it, making the investment at that time wasted.
"The Private Music Collection will not become a flop like the Golden Melody Awards," Secretary Gao said. "It even has Pink Floyd at its helm. We're tying them to the Private Music Collection. As long as they don't collapse, the Private Music Collection will stay in business."
"This private collection can be developed into a comprehensive complex," the person continued, "both online and offline. Online, we can offer paid music, and offline, we can create a theme park. We can also hold an annual awards ceremony. The scale can be even larger. Don't be afraid of investment. You can get back as much as you put in."
"Indeed." Secretary Gao nodded.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was bold, crazy, imaginative, and great!
In a sense, being in the entertainment industry means having the right to speak. The reason they can make so many celebrities famous is that they rely on their ability to create stars by saying whoever they want can do it.
Now this private music collection suddenly appeared, and it soared to fame thanks to "Poetic Life". With the endorsement of people like Cui Dayou and Jiang Xinhai, its reputation soared to the top...
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