Meng Xiaozhou: "I estimated the value of our company in China myself, and the current brand value is about 1.5 billion RMB."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's good."

"At the same time, according to the contract, Katie has to give us half of the copyright income she gets from this song. It is initially estimated that this income will reach about 10 million US dollars in a year."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, "That's 60 million RMB, very good."

"Also, well-known singers and music producers there have contacted us one after another, hoping to seek cooperation. We have officially opened up the European and American markets. As long as you and Zhong Lei can maintain the same level of creativity, the potential copyright income there will greatly increase the value of the company. This part of the newly added overseas value totals up to 200 million US dollars."

"The overseas influence will feed back to our position in the domestic market. Therefore, after comprehensive calculation, the company's current potential valuation should be around 3 billion RMB."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

He was very happy. He

was finally rich.

Only with money can you do many things.

Although these are valuations, the money is in the company, and to cash it out, it still needs the approval of the rich and stupid suckers and they will pay for it.

He still has nothing in his pocket, but it does not hinder his beautiful future.

He once again firmly told himself that copying songs must be the right decision.

There is no better, more convenient and more stable way to get rich quickly.

In just a few months, he is almost catching up with Kendall Jenner.

After Meng Xiaozhou left, Zhong Lei, who was wearing an evening gown, came up again.

Chen Feng raised his glass and motioned to her, "What are you doing here? You should be the most eye-catching protagonist today."

Zhong Lei shook her head, "It's actually meaningless. You know I don't like these occasions, I just want to write songs quietly."

"Then why did you come today?"

"Isn't it to help you expand your influence? Look at that reporter, when he releases the photos and videos of our celebration party, it will definitely be good for the company."

"Yes. But I feel like you don't look very happy?"

Chen Feng suddenly asked.

Zhong Lei nodded, "You still understand me. I am very grateful to Katie for making my song famous, but I actually..."

"I know what you are thinking. You are still not satisfied. And you think that if you sing this song yourself, the effect will be very good. Katie is very good, but she still can't sing "Self-Ignition" to the highest level, right?"

Zhong Lei was stunned.

After a long time, she smiled bitterly.

"How do you always understand me so well?"

Chen Feng turned his face away, "Maybe it's God's will."

The reason why he understood is because he knew it.

Five hundred years later, it was not the version sung by Katie Swift that influenced Sergei's "Self-Ignition".

It was the second version re-interpreted by Zhong Lei herself five years after the copyright license expired.

Zhong Lei's sense of smell is always so terrible.

Her judgment was completely correct.

This was all within Chen Feng's expectations.

Only Zhong Lei, and it must be Zhong Lei, can interpret the most perfect "Self-Ignition".

In order to re-sing this song, she spent five years to complete self-reflection, and seriously learned the standard English accent, practicing it to be comparable to her mother tongue.

She never pursued learning to walk by imitating others, she just wanted to express the feelings she wanted to express more accurately, using the language of another culture and thinking mode.

She is always so meticulous and does not tolerate any flaws.

So her re-singing five years later can elevate this song to another level.

There will be more young people and ordinary people in Europe and the United States who will take the initiative to learn Chinese because they are eager to understand the emotions in the Chinese version of "Self-Ignition".

This has greatly accelerated the maturity of the world communication model in which Chinese and English coexist, and has played a role in promoting the perfect integration of human thinking that contemporary people cannot understand or believe.

The historical significance of this song and Zhong Lei herself is extremely important. Just imagining it can make Chen Feng's scalp numb.

But now, Zhong Lei seems to want to confess to her.

Chen Feng can sense her hesitation.

The so-called celibacy, to a certain extent, is nothing more than a reluctance to compromise when one cannot find the right person.

Chen Feng didn't dare to look at Zhong Lei's face at all.

Sometimes just a glance can spark a different kind of spark.

Maybe one day in the future, he can accept everything calmly.

Then at that time, he can put his mind at ease and seriously consider his own feelings and life.

As for now, maybe he doesn't have the talent, and he knows he doesn't have the courage and fighting spirit. He has already exhausted all his efforts just by racking his brains to think about what he can do for the human race, which is bound to be extinct in a thousand years.

When he first traveled to a thousand years later, he was so resistant to that responsibility.

Because he clearly knew that he couldn't bear it.

Chen Feng always said in his heart, "I really don't want to be a savior."

Tragedy happened again and again, and he was a mortal after all, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to everything.

He always thought unconsciously, this time I might be able to do a little more, this time I might work a little harder, and the final result was that he got deeper and deeper into it and couldn't extricate himself.

Chen Feng wasn't sure if this was his nature, it just seemed like everything had come naturally to this point.

He wasn't sure if everyone in the world could do this, or if he was the only one who could do it.

But since fate has chosen me, perhaps this is the only talent that an ordinary person like me possesses.

Just as Ou Guohua said in anger.

"This is the responsibility of history."

Even though he is never understood by the times.

Chen Feng admires and appreciates Zhong Lei as much as Zhong Lei admires and appreciates Chen Feng.

He never tells others about his weaknesses.

Even if he deliberately forgets, Chen Feng sometimes has uncontrollable sadness in his heart that he wants to share with others.

He also wants to find someone to rely on for his loneliness.

Zhong Lei is the best choice for this reliance.

He is afraid that at this moment in the dead of night, if he just looks at her a little longer, he will no longer be able to control the emotions deep in his heart.

Chen Feng ran away.

He returned to the center of the crowd at the celebration banquet.

He raised his hand and waved it in the air. The noisy crowd below the stage quickly quieted down, including Lu Wei, who came as a special guest to show her support, staring at him with radiant eyes.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, "Next I have some very important things to announce, everyone listen."

Zhong Lei also came down from the balcony.

Chen Feng smiled and waved at her, "Our pillar, you come here too."

Zhong Lei rubbed her eyes, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and was pulled into the crowd by Meng Wanyue.

"The company is currently in a good trend. We have also received many invitations for creative cooperation, but in the short term, our main creative resources will still be concentrated on the company's internal artists."

Qin Lu and Ou Junlang, two contracted artists who lack independent creative ability, applauded crazily.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "In three days at the latest, I will have finished composing all ten songs for Qin Lu's first album. But I will only write the songs. The specific recording, overall packaging, marketing and promotion will all depend on everyone's joint efforts."

Everyone applauded again and congratulated Qin Lu.

He Jiaqi and Chen Li were extremely jealous.

Look at other people's bosses. It's so much easier to promote people. There is no need to collect songs from all over the world.

Some singers have been working for one or two years and still can't get enough songs for an album, but Chen Feng is so good that he writes them for you personally in just a few days!

It's too much.

After giving Qin Lu the good news, the next one is Ou Junlang's turn.

"I will finish Ou Junlang's second album in six days."

Fatty Ou's face was full of smiles.

What could be better than seeing Xingfeng Entertainment continue to appreciate in value, so high that even his father couldn't afford it?

Of course, he would do it himself!

At this time, Lu Wei's agent Zheng Rou, who was relatively more familiar with her, took the initiative to raise his hand and interrupt, "Our Weiwei also wants a song!"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, "Okay, no problem."

He agreed.

It's not a big deal.

Lu Wei bumped into Zheng Rou, showing an embarrassed expression, but did not deny it.

After coming down, Chen Feng walked up to Lu Wei and Zheng Rou and whispered, "Sister Weiwei, aren't you more interested in creating your own works? Well, I just wrote a song for you a while ago, right?" It

's not that he didn't want to sell the song, but he was considering another point. Lu Wei herself is very creative. If he was too responsive to her requests, would it suppress her own talent? That would definitely be very regrettable.

Lu Wei crossed her arms over her chest, her lips slightly curved with a subtle arc, "What, you don't want to write for me?"

"Ha, that's not the case."

"No one can have too many truly good songs. Sometimes I really envy your and Zhong Lei's talents, but I believe that singing your songs will give me new insights."

Chen Feng nodded, "That's right. Okay then..."

"No, Weiwei, I'll write for you."

At this moment, Zhong Lei came over and said without question: "Chen Feng, you've been busy enough recently. Meng Xiaozhou said you're still writing a movie script, right?"

Chen Feng wanted to say that he had only mentioned this to Meng Xiaozhou and hadn't had time to start writing, so he wasn't that busy.

But he looked at Zhong Lei's eyes again and nodded decisively, "Yes, I am indeed writing a script."

"Then it's quite inconvenient for you, there is Lao Leilei."

Lu Wei said happily, showing no grudges.

Zhong Lei had just written "Self-Ignition", and it was not presumptuous for her to take the initiative to write a song for Lu Wei. It was even considered a big favor to Lu Wei.

But the ins and outs inside are not something that can be told to outsiders.

Chen Feng knew it vaguely, but he didn't want to care so much.

His heart couldn't hold so many things, especially the love between children.

Whoever she loves can go.

Now Zhong Lei is a fully contracted artist of Xingfeng Entertainment, and all her expenses and fees for training and learning are also borne by Xingfeng Entertainment.

The cost of her creation and song recording was also transferred to Xingfeng Entertainment.

Therefore, according to the contract, the copyright of the songs written by Zhong Lei belongs to her, and the other part naturally belongs to Xingfeng Entertainment. Therefore, whether Chen Feng personally composes or Zhong Lei writes songs for Lu Wei, the company will profit.

Chen Feng just sighed at the wonder of fate.

In the previous timeline, he forcibly took away a song that Zhong Lei wrote for Lu Wei, but in the end, Zhong Lei still returned it to her.

However, Chen Feng's manipulation is endless.

This time, because of his enhanced memory, he came back with a very large library of works.

As a ruthless plagiarist who professionally fleeces his acquaintances, he did not let Lu Wei go because of their friendship, but instead gave her extra care.

Lu Wei's creative boom period was when she was a girl. After she turned 25, she only created two real classics.

Chen Feng was ready to transplant all of them and give them to Qin Lu to sing.

He found a good reason for himself.

Maybe he could force Lu Wei, who was already a thousand-star celebrity a thousand years ago, to unleash her potential and push her into the top 100?

I'm doing good things!

When he got used to everything, the psychological burden Chen Feng felt when doing these operations became less and less.

Gradually, he had no taboos in plagiarizing songs.

At this time, other female singers who followed He Jiaqi to gain popularity finally couldn't help it.

She raised her hand and asked loudly, "Teacher Chen, what about us? How long do you mean by the short term you just mentioned? We all want to buy songs too."

Everyone immediately focused.

These artists have never cooperated with Xingfeng Entertainment, and they are not that familiar with Chen Feng.

They can only wave their checks and wait for Teacher Chen's favor, so they are particularly concerned about the "short-term" deadline.

In everyone's understanding, usually, the "short-term" mentioned by people like Chen Feng should refer to one to two years.

As long as it does not exceed three years, everyone can accept it, and there is still hope to wait.

However, the pace that Chen Feng just said was too fast. It took three days to get Qin Lu's album, and another three days to get Ou Junlang's.

This caused everyone to have undue envy and expectations.

Before Chen Feng expressed his opinion, he glanced at Zhong Lei for a moment and thought for a moment.

Although what he said next was a bit of a slap in the face of Zhong Lei, Chen Feng could not change his plan to cash in and make money as soon as possible.

Chen Feng coughed lightly and said in a melancholy tone: "I'm really busy recently. After finishing the first two albums, I have to spend ten days or half a month writing some movie scripts. It will take at least twenty days before I can start composing more songs." As soon

as he said this, the huge banquet hall fell silent.

Finally, Lu Wei broke the silence.

"Then you should write a song for me when the time comes?"

Chen Feng turned his head to look at Lu Wei, and then at Zhong Lei.

The corner of his eye glanced at Qin Lu again, "Okay, no problem."

No one knew how many thoughts were in his mind when he said this.