"Wow, over 50,000!" Yan Zi was very excited when he saw his album sales this morning. His album sales had exceeded 50,000, so even if he paid 25 yuan per copy, his revenue would be 1.25 million yuan. Of course, there were platform fees, various taxes, and commissions, so the final profit was definitely not that much.
But at least 400,000 yuan will be in my hands. In addition, "The First Dream" has been on sale for a while and the sales are very good. In addition, the water heater advertisement I shot and the clothing advertisement shot by Huadu have added up to nearly 3 million yuan.
Then I thought about it, this album earned 400,000 last night, and it must be more during the day today, so after a week, I will have earned more than 10 million.
Last time, I half-jokingly suggested a 50-50 split with Feng Xiaoyun, and he didn't say anything. So I can give him at least 5 million. And if the album sells well and I can take on a few more announcements this week, then I can give Feng Xiaoyun 10 million, and my goal will be achieved.
Yan Zi, who was calculating a lot in his mind, was naturally very satisfied with his current results.
After knocking the doorbell "Dong Dong Dong" as the signal to get up, I ran excitedly to wash up.
Then when she went out, she found that Feng Xiaoyun, who usually waited for her at the door, had not come out yet, so she walked to Feng Xiaoyun's door and knocked on it.
"Feng Xiaoyun, are you ready? Why are you so slow today?"
Feng Xiaoyun opened the door and asked incoherently with a toothbrush in his mouth, "What's wrong? Why is Juntian here so early?"
Feng Xiaoyun looked at Yan Zi in bewilderment. Normally, this girl would not go out without dawdling for 40 minutes to an hour after getting up. Why was she urging him to go out today after only 20 minutes?
"Ah! Why are you not wearing any clothes!" Yan Zi covered his eyes with his hands, but wasn't the gap between his fingers a little too big?
How thick-skinned is Feng Xiaoyun? He didn't shyly show off his muscles and said, "How's it going? Nice figure, right?"
"Cough cough!" Before Yan Zi could say anything, Yan Yuming, who had just come back from buying groceries, came upstairs and saw this scene. He coughed heavily twice.
How could Feng Xiaoyun dare to act rashly in front of his future father-in-law? He gave Lao Yan an awkward smile and quickly slipped back into his room to get dressed.
"Hmph, look at him, look at him, what does he look like?" Yan Yuming was furious when he saw Yan Zi standing at Feng Xiaoyun's door.
"Oh, Dad!" Yan Zi stomped his feet. Before the two of them made their relationship public, his father was very satisfied with Feng Xiaoyun and called her Xiaoyun all the time with ease. But now, when he saw Feng Xiaoyun, his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes.
"Ah~ Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up!" Yan Yuming shook his head dejectedly, opened the door of his house and walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, his wife Li Lan grabbed his ear.
"Ouch, be gentle~" Yan Yuming was about to cry out in pain, but then he remembered that his daughter was just outside the door, so he quickly lowered his voice.
"You old thing, why don't you think about the good of your daughter all day long? Your daughter's circle is so complicated, it's rare for her to meet someone who is devoted to her. You act like an old Yin-Yang master every day. What do you want to do?" Li Lan also lowered her voice and growled in his ear.
Yan Yuming finally managed to free himself from his wife's grasp, rubbed his red ears, and said unconvincedly, "I-I-I-he Feng Xiaoyun is standing at the door naked, and I can't-can't I say I'm alive?"
"You're the one who's supposed to tell me? You're such a conservative!" Li Lan blushed as she spoke. "Back then, you got on my train first and then bought your ticket."
"I..." Yan Yuming wanted to argue a little more, but seeing Li Lan glaring at him, he could only change the subject and say, "Then I have to ask, when is that guy going to call his family out to meet him, and when are the two of them planning to get married?"
Yan Zi had no idea that his father had entered the room and that this was happening. He also had no idea that his parents were waiting for him and Feng Xiaoyun to get married. After waiting for a few minutes until Feng Xiaoyun arrived, fully dressed, he complained, "Why are you so slow today?"
"Look?" Feng Xiaoyun held out her watch and showed it to her. "Look at what time it is. Normally, it would take you at least half an hour to come out. I haven't even asked you why you came out so early."
"Humph!" Yan Zi pulled Feng Xiaoyun's hand over and adjusted the time on his watch to an hour later. "You're half an hour late!"
"..." Is this even possible? Feng Xiaoyun was completely defeated by this operation.
"Today is the first day of my album's release. Of course we have to go to the company early. You didn't forget, did you?"
"Didn't we just sell one copy overnight? This is just the beginning. I'm very confident in the songs I wrote. Miss Yan Zi, can you please have more confidence in yourself and me?"
Yan Zi felt sweet in his heart when he heard Feng Xiaoyun tell him the album sales data he had just seen. Although it was slightly different from what he saw, the data was constantly changing, which showed that Feng Xiaoyun still cared about him.
"Okay, okay, stop being so cocky!" Yan Zi took the initiative to hold Feng Xiaoyun's hand: "Let's go have breakfast and go to the company!"
***
"Yan Zi, you're back?" Sister Chen and Brother Cao had just parked their car in the parking lot downstairs and came out when they saw Feng Xiaoyun also driving Yan Zi to the company. It was usually rare to see them arrive at the company so early.
"Sister Chen!" Yan Zi rushed over and hugged Sister Chen: "I miss you so much!"
"Stop it, I don't believe it!" Sister Chen patted Yan Zi on the shoulder and said, "I haven't seen you for a week. It seems Feng Xiaoyun has taken good care of you. Have you gained a little weight?"
"Nonsense! What do you mean he took good care of me? And I'm not fat. I weigh myself every morning."
"Okay, stop talking here, let's go upstairs and talk!" Brother Cao came over and interrupted the two of them: "Has Yan Zi seen the album's performance?"
"Well, I saw it! Hehehehe!" Yan Zi was naturally satisfied with the result, but it was not easy to praise himself like that, so he could only smile foolishly.
"This opening result can be said to be a perfect match." When talking about business, Sister Chen became much more serious and turned into the shrewd professional woman again:
"Lao Cao and I discussed this on the way here. This album has every potential to be the best album of the year. There's still over a month, almost two months until New Year's Day. We'll put all of our studio energy and resources into post-production promotion."
"Well, Sister Chen, you just take care of it." Anyway, Yan Zi really didn't understand this aspect, so she wouldn't command the experts as an outsider. She just had to cooperate with Sister Chen's plan.
She also feels that if she is a listener, the only reason she chooses a song is whether the song is good or not. The role of publicity is only to let more people know about such a song. Whether the listeners can be retained depends on the quality of the album itself, and she is very confident in the quality of the album.
Her only hope now is to earn 10 million for Feng Xiaoyun in more than a week. Although there is no conflict, this idea still outweighs the big sales of her own album.
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