"What am I doing wrong?"
Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, do you mean that I shouldn't get too close to Lin Yao?"
Hong Sanshi shook his head, drank another glass of wine, and then said to Fang Xiaole:
"You just said that Lin Yao's company bought a song from you for 400,000 yuan?"
Fang Xiaole nodded. He could tell something was wrong from Hong Sanshi's expression and asked quickly, "Brother Hong, is there a problem?"
"You probably don't know much about the entertainment industry. The price of a new song in the market usually ranges from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of yuan."
Hong Sanshi is also a composer himself, and he knows all about these things very well. He said:
"If it's a new artist's work, it's around 20,000 or 30,000, or even as low as a few thousand. If the quality is decent, it could be as high as 70,000 or 80,000, or even over 100,000. It all depends on the conscience of the company that buys the music.
If it's a work by a well-known composer, the starting price is around 200,000 yuan. If it's of very high quality, it's around 400,000 yuan. Of course, there are cases where it's higher, but that's rare."
After listening to Hong Sanshi's introduction, Fang Xiaole's eyes widened. "Brother Hong, are you saying... Lin Yao's company bought my song at a price that exceeded market rules?"
Hong Sanshi looked at him in silence, and Fang Xiaole suddenly realized: "No! No entertainment company would be so kind. It was Lin Yao. She paid for the song!"
Hong Sanshi nodded. "I think there are two possibilities. One is that Tianhai Company paid a small portion and Lin Yao paid the majority, or... Lin Yao paid all of the 400,000."
Fang Xiaole fell silent.
Hong Sanshi persuaded him, "You don't have to feel awkward. If the quality of your song is really good, the income it brings to Lin Yao may be far more than 400,000."
Fang Xiaole raised his head and smiled: "Brother Hong, I'm not the kind of person who has too much self-esteem, I just feel..."
He sighed: "It turns out that Lin Yao has helped me so much quietly, and I didn't even notice it."
"Also, have you ever thought about why Lin Yao was injured during the recording of the show but endured it and hid it from everyone?"
Hong Sanshi seemed to want to teach this "slow" little brother a lesson, and then said:
"Because you're the actual planner of the show, and her injury was indirectly caused by you, if this gets out, her fans won't let you go. Faced with public pressure, Apple TV might even choose to sacrifice you to appease the public outrage."
Fang Xiaole nodded slowly. After all, he had just joined Apple TV and was not familiar with many twists and turns. After Hong Sanshi's reminder, he immediately understood.
"That's why she didn't want anyone to know that she was injured..."
Fang Xiaole felt mixed emotions at the moment: guilt, gratitude, and regret for being so slow.
Hong Sanshi looked up and patted Fang Xiaole on the shoulder: "You don't have to blame yourself. You gave two songs to Ge Linyao and helped her collect the songs she needed for her new album. From a profit perspective, this is more than enough to repay her for what she has done for you."
"Of course." Hong Sanshi smiled. "If she was purely interested in you for personal gain, she wouldn't have done so much for you."
Fang Xiaole looked at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, are you trying to comfort me? Why do I feel even worse?"
"Hahaha, sorry!" Hong Sanshi laughed and apologized insincerely, taking the opportunity to drink another glass.
"It's so good to be young. You can ignore gains and losses. Once you fall in love with someone, you can do whatever you want. Wow, I really want to be young again!"
Fang Xiaole picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of tripe noodles, but his mind was a little confused. He felt that the crispy and delicious tripe noodles didn't seem so fragrant anymore.
Hong Sanshi laughed for a while before returning to his composure. "Honestly, I'm always very good at judging people. I think Lin Yao is a good girl. She has a simple personality, traditional ideas, and most importantly, she's so beautiful. She's suitable to be my wife. So, what do you think?"
"Wife?"
Fang Xiaole was stunned for a long time, then smiled bitterly and said:
"I'm broke now. I can't even afford to buy a house in a big city. How can I dare to think about getting married?"
"Tsk, do you think you're a jerk?" Hong Sanshi was speechless at this silly boy.
"Lin Yao has only been in the industry for a year and she's already so popular. She'll only become more famous and wealthy in the future. If you marry her, you'll gain both wealth and beauty. Why worry about not being able to buy a house?"
Fang Xiaole shook his head. "If a relationship is one-sided, then it won't last long. Lin Yao may really like me now, but if I'm with her just for money and rely on her financially for all my support, then after a while, I'll eventually be disliked."
He took a sip of his drink and continued, "This isn't about a man's so-called 'self-esteem,' but about being responsible for yourself and for the lives of two people."
Bang bang bang!
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad!"
Hong Sanshi laughed and clapped his hands. "I always say that I, Old Hong, never make a bad judgment on people. Although you are a little slow, you are upright in your conduct. Not bad!"
Fang Xiaole glared at Hong Sanshi: "Brother Hong, were you testing me just now?"
"Of course!" Hong Sanshi raised his wine glass with a smile: "I am on Xiaolin's side now. I want to be her family, so naturally I have to help her check you."
Fang Xiaole: “…”
"Stop joking. Seriously, Xiaole, do you know why I said that what you're doing is wrong?"
Hong Sanshi finished his last glass and put the half-empty bottle aside, saving it for next time. Then he said to Fang Xiaole in a serious tone:
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