Liang Liang then began to explain the science to Han Chui.
"The things you need to prepare for a music festival include permits, venue, stage lighting and sound, and performers. If it's a commercial music festival, you need to apply for a business license, print tickets, and finally, do appropriate advertising. Do you understand?"
Han Chui started counting on his fingers, his ten fingers flitting up and down like butterflies, leaving behind two words: "That's it?"
"So what else do you think is needed? Isn't this enough time?"
Han Chui then proceeded to list everything in detail: "The business license has been obtained, we have our own site, and in a few more days your godfather's construction team will be able to clean up those demolished buildings, and the site problem will be solved."
Liang Liang nodded.
After the new building on the west side of the music school was built, the five old factory buildings that were originally in the courtyard became useless. Starting in mid-March, Zhao Fang's construction team demolished these five buildings. There is still some garbage left to be cleaned up, which will take at most two days.
The yard was already paved when it was renovated last year. Now, all that's needed is to pave and reinforce the foundations of these five houses, and then the yard will be fine.
"We have our own lighting and sound equipment. All we need is to build a stage and performers. We have plenty of them, don't we? We have a whole bunch of bands, big and small, so we don't need to hire anyone else."
"That won't do! We absolutely need bands from outside, otherwise we'll just be entertaining ourselves. This is a big deal. For bands in Beijing within the Third Ring Road, have Douwei contact them. For bands outside the Third Ring Road, go to Huang Jie and have him make the connections. As for rock bands in other cities within our province and the other two provinces to the east, we'll have to rely on your people to find them."
They really didn't know anything about the rock music scene in the three northeastern provinces, so this was a good opportunity for them to learn more.
Finally, Han Chui brought up the matter of the West Small Theater in Shahe District.
The small theater is almost ready and will be put into use around May Day.
There is real power in numbers. Although Han Chui's office now only has five or six people, they are much more efficient than before.
He has arranged so many things in an orderly manner, and he still looks calm and composed, which was unimaginable before.
Han Chui now feels the same way. In the past, he was always running around and was extremely busy, and he still felt that things weren't being done very well.
Now it's much easier. He just needs to sit upright in his office, grasp the big picture, and the rest of the prime minister will take care of himself. It couldn't be easier and happier.
But there are also times when he's not so happy or relaxed, like when he has to pay these people's salaries at the end of the month, which makes him feel sad for a while.
Five people have to spend more than two thousand yuan a month. Seeing so much money flowing from his pocket to other people's pockets, he felt like crying.
Of course, if that money were to flow into his own pocket, he wouldn't want to cry, but rather laugh.
Now is the time for Han Chui to laugh.
Two days later, under Xing Chenghu's protection, Han Chui went to the bank to handle a transaction and then returned with a smile.
After returning to the Haiyun Dance Hall, he gathered all the bands that had participated in the recording of the album "Northeast Rock".
The band members had no idea why Han Chui had summoned them, and they ended up in a small conference room on the fourth floor of the music school.
The twenty bands, or roughly a hundred people, filled the small conference room to capacity.
Liang Liang and Han Chui sat smiling on the small stage in the small conference room.
The band members looked at Liang Liang and Han Chui with their mysterious smiles and exchanged bewildered glances.
"Aren't you all a little surprised that I called you all here?"
"Brother Han! Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush and waste time, we're about to go to rehearsal!" Zhou Xue, who was only a novice, was the first to disagree.
Han Chui said he wanted to pursue her, but then he suddenly went silent?
"Since our beautiful Miss Zhou Xue is in a hurry to go home to have a baby, I won't beat around the bush. The main reason I called everyone here today is about money!"
Money really does have a lot of power. When Zhou Xue heard Han Chui, that scoundrel, say that she was in a hurry to go home and have a baby, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to fight him for 300 rounds. But when she heard that it was related to money, she put aside her idea of fighting.
"Some of you probably already guessed what kind of money it is? It's the revenue share from your album 'Northeast Rock' released before the Lunar New Year. Do you want to guess how much your band will get?"
This time, the bands started to get a little excited.
They were talking about this album a few days ago.
However, in the 1990s, the only way to get information was through newspapers, magazines, radio, and television.
However, these media outlets did not provide any information about album sales, so they had no idea how many copies of their albums they had sold or how much money they would receive.
As time went by, people became somewhat indifferent, and some even forgot about the album.
Han Chui's words awakened memories in some people's hearts, and thus gave rise to a little bit of hope!
"Before I give you the numbers, take a deep breath and prepare yourself. Those who are sitting should spread their legs to avoid their chins falling and hitting their feet."
This bastard is spouting nonsense again.
"After nearly four months of sales, the first batch of revenue sharing results for our album 'Northeast Rock' is in. The album sold 2.2 million copies in mainland China and around 1.2 million copies overseas. The revenue sharing for both the mainland and overseas versions is exactly 5,283,644 yuan! This is a photo of the remittance slip from Southern Pacific Company. If anyone thinks my figure is inaccurate, they can come and see this photo." Han Chui held up a four- or five-inch photo and gestured to the crowd.
Of course, nobody looked at that photo.
"This is the sales revenue of the audio tapes. There are also more than 50,000 CDs sold, and a revenue share of 167,000 yuan. The revenue share of these two items combined is 5,450,644 yuan."
The band members in the small meeting room were in a state of shock; they couldn't believe that this album would generate so much revenue.
"The distribution plan remains the same as before, with money allocated based on the number of songs. This album has two volumes with a total of 24 songs, each worth 227,110 yuan. Now, I'd like to ask if anyone has any opinions? If you feel there's anything unreasonable, you can still point it out and make corrections. If you still have objections after I've distributed the money, then you can go find whoever you want to complain to!"
"No objections!"
The band members answered almost in unison.
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