DAEYTT Chapter 010 Not Short of Money, I'm Not the Boss!

Tengfei Music claims to have the world's largest original music library!

It's because they bought the rights to songs from numerous independent musicians and enriched their own music library.

In their publicity, they boast of exclusive original music numbering in the billions. Despite the mixed quality, the quantity is staggering.

Wang Qian had thought that people from Tengfei Music might approach him to buy the rights to his songs.

But he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

It hadn't even been a day since he uploaded them.

Wang Qian felt joy in being recognized, saying, "Thank you for your recognition, but I won't sell the copyright to my songs."

The other party responded, "Mr. Wang Qian, you haven't even heard our offer yet, and you're rejecting it so quickly? We've evaluated your two songs internally and given them high praise, so the price will definitely satisfy you!"

Before Wang Qian could speak, the other party continued, "We can offer you five hundred thousand for the full rights to both songs. This is the highest price for independent singers. We don't even offer this much for original new songs on the charts..."

Five hundred thousand for two songs?

In the circle of independent singers, this was indeed a high price.

However, Liu Lihua had offered Wang Qian fifty thousand for one song.

And he had refused.

Besides.

Wang Qian wasn't short of money now.

Or rather, he wasn't short of this eight hundred and ten thousand.

The two hotpot restaurants generated at least a million in net profit each month, earning over ten million a year. If he didn't give the employees thirty percent profit sharing, his income would be even higher.

Eight hundred and ten thousand wasn't a big deal to him. He was more interested in tens of millions to hundreds of millions!

With a hundred million in hand, Wang Qian could open two more branches in Shanghai...

Well!

He still wanted to be a hotpot tycoon...

Of course, if he leased the storefronts, opening a few more branches wouldn't require much money, just a few million to tens of millions.

But Wang Qian had bought both of his storefronts at a high price.

When it came to real estate prices in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen, Wang Qian had complete trust.

So his plan for expansion was to buy storefronts himself as much as possible. This way, he wouldn't be at the mercy of landlords in the future. The storefronts would also become highly valuable fixed assets in the future. Even if the development was slower, the foundation would be as solid as a rock.

Opening a hotpot restaurant...

Debuting...

Making money...

Then opening another hotpot restaurant...

Was this plan feasible?

After a moment of thought, Wang Qian quickly refused, "Sorry, I'm not selling the rights."

The voice on the other end of the line sounded urgent, "Mr. Wang, is the price too low for you? You can name your price, and we can negotiate further."

Wang Qian didn't want to drag it out, saying bluntly, "It's not just about the price. I won't sell the full rights to my works. If you want to buy the rights to cover, you can negotiate with me. But if you're looking to lowball, don't waste your time. Got it?"

Joking.

Others might not know the potential of his released works, but he did.

These two songs were considered classic hits in another world, and the continuous income they would bring in the future couldn't be measured by eight hundred and ten thousand.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that with these two songs, as long as Wang Qian spent some money promoting them and they became popular, he wouldn't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life.

Having one song feed you for a lifetime was very common in the entertainment industry.

...

In the distant Shenzhen!

Tengfei Music headquarters.

Zhang Xiaocheng, the head of independent singer operations, frowned. He waved his hand at his subordinate who was on the phone and said, "Forget it, Mr. Wang, since you're so determined, let's leave it at that. I hope we'll have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."

After hanging up the phone, the young man approached Zhang Xiaocheng and whispered, "Manager, he's very firm, he even rejected the five hundred thousand offer. Should we continue to increase the offer? Or..."

Zhang Xiaocheng said softly, "Don't mention this to anyone. Don't reveal any information about these two songs to anyone else. Let's not worry about these two songs for now."

The young man's eyes widened in realization, "You mean, handle it quietly, suppress it?"

Zhang Xiaocheng glared at the young man, "Suppress what? We never discovered these two songs, understand?"

"Yes, yes, the manager is right. I don't know anything, I'll go review the new songs added to the library today."

The young man nodded hurriedly, then went back to his workstation.

Zhang Xiaocheng returned to his office and picked up the phone to make a call, "Zhao, we couldn't secure the copyright to those two songs for now. The other party is very adamant. Yes, I'll keep an eye on it. Goodbye!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xiaocheng shook his head and stared at the backend data on his computer.

Once Dreamed—1080 listens, 1070 downloads.

The Ordinary Path—1200 listens, 1200 downloads.

This data was the most incredible Zhang Xiaocheng had seen since working in Tengfei's independent singer original department.

Generally.

Listen counts would be much higher than download counts.

After all, listening was free.

Many users would listen to many songs, but only a few would actually pay to download them, unless they really liked them.

So, for most songs, the number of listens far exceeded the number of downloads.

However, for these two songs, Once Dreamed, the listen count was almost the same as the download count, with only a difference of 10.

And for The Ordinary Path, the listen count and the download count were the same, meaning every user who listened to this song chose to pay to download it.

This hundred percent download rate was terrifying.

Having worked at Tengfei for over ten years, Zhang Xiaocheng had never seen such a ratio, not even for those little fresh meat singers with many brain-dead fans. There were still many listeners who didn't pay to download among them.

However, the total data for these two songs was still low, just over a thousand, so he could still control it.

Once the data reached tens of thousands and still maintained this ratio.

Then no one could stop it, unless the big boss above spoke up!

Their internal system's automatic analysis report would report it upward, and without the big boss's personal intervention, it would inevitably be recommended.

Once it was recommended...

Zhang Xiaocheng rubbed his forehead, "Fifty thousand is already a high price, do we need to offer a million?"

With eagerness, Zhang Xiaocheng personally picked up the phone and called Wang Qian.

...

Just as Wang Qian had just arrived at the hotpot restaurant

Zhang Xiaocheng gave a bitter smile, then composed himself. "Alright, Mr. Wang, I understand. We appreciate your two works, and even if we can't purchase the copyrights for further collaboration, we will arrange for their promotion as soon as possible."

Wang Qian replied, "Thank you. I chose to cooperate with Tengfei because I appreciate your fair attitude towards original music. I hope we have a pleasant cooperation!"

"Cooperation will be pleasant," Zhang Xiaocheng said.

After hanging up the phone!

Wang Qian walked into his own shop.

It was lunchtime, and the restaurant was packed. The two rows of benches prepared outside were also full, with several waiters specially serving tea and water to the waiting guests, and even helping to entertain children...

This was a unique service among many restaurants in Shanghai.

Many customers came here just for the service.

The waiters greeted every passing customer with smiles on their faces, even if the customer had just finished drinking tea and didn't want to wait any longer, the waiters would still smile.

When Wang Qian appeared, the waiters at the door just nodded and smiled at him, then ignored him and continued to serve the guests who needed tea outside.

Customer first!

This was the philosophy Wang Qian conveyed to them.

The manager greeted Wang Qian at the door, "Boss, awake now?"

The manager was a young woman in her twenties named Tang Feifei. She was one of the first employees to start a business with Wang Qian and was very familiar with him. Therefore, she spoke casually and often joked about Wang Qian's habit of sleeping in and his tendency to delegate tasks in the shop.

Wang Qian glanced at Tang Feifei and said, "Enough chatter. How's the situation today?"

Tang Feifei chuckled, "It's okay. The turnover is stable, and it's still packed at noon, with no empty tables. But today, we have some internet celebrities..."

Internet celebrities?

Wang Qian was puzzled, "Are they doing food broadcasts?"

When the shop first opened, some food broadcasters came looking for Wang Qian, wanting him to pay for their meals so they could promote the restaurant through live broadcasts.

Wang Qian had firmly refused.

So, although Haidilao's reputation was already very good, there had never been a food broadcast here.

Because.

Wang Qian didn't recharge.

What a coincidence!

What about searching for restaurants with good reputations online...

Those were all tricks to exploit others!

Internet celebrities also needed to eat.

If the restaurant didn't recharge and provide free meals, what would they earn? Just the lavish meals they ate during the broadcasts were beyond what ordinary people could afford!

Tang Feifei shook her head gently and glanced at the lively hall inside. Dozens of tables were full, and at one table, four people were live-streaming with their phones.

"I haven't paid much attention to internet celebrities, so I don't recognize them. But according to the customers, it seems to be a few singing anchors. One of them is quite popular! They came to our restaurant to eat and then live-stream singing. They also said they wanted to find you, the boss, to interact with during the stream and advertise our restaurant..."

Tang Feifei said in a low voice.

Wang Qian shook his head, "I don't have money."

Tang Feifei chuckled and said, "They said they don't need money."

Wang Qian looked surprised, "If they don't need money, then you can cooperate with them later to increase visibility, which will be beneficial when opening more branches."

Tang Feifei shook her head, "I'm busy, I'm not going. You should go."

After speaking, Tang Feifei ignored Wang Qian, the boss, and went inside to help with serving dishes.

Wang Qian glanced at Tang Feifei and realized that this girl had grown up and dared to challenge the authority of the boss.

At the entrance of the hall, Wang Qian curiously looked at the internet celebrities of this world.

The four of them were all internet celebrities who had come to eat here together because Haidilao's reputation had been getting better and better in the food circles of Shanghai recently.

Many people who had eaten at Haidilao said they truly felt like gods here.

So, they agreed to come and try it out.

Four internet celebrities, two men and two women!

All four of them were live-streaming with their phones, speaking to their respective audiences in front of the cameras and interacting with other internet celebrities nearby to drive traffic.

The female anchor in the middle was obviously the most popular, and the other three were vying to interact with her. She then sang a popular song of the moment live on her phone.

Her singing was not bad, among the top amateurs.

Dozens of diners applauded.

"It's Sophie, she sings great."

"She's beautiful and sings sweetly. It must be Sophie!"

"No wonder she's in the top three on the anchor beauty list. She's really pretty and sings well."

...

After Sophie finished singing, she stood up and shouted to the people around her, "Friends, how about we have the boss sing? If he doesn't come, he'll have to treat me to a meal today."

This was a common interactive project for Sophie's live broadcasts!

However, she used to charge for it.

Today, she also liked this restaurant very much, so she decided to help promote it for free.

The customers around them started to cheer.

Wang Qian turned around and walked outside.

Tang Feifei giggled and caught up from behind, grabbing Wang Qian's arm and shouting loudly, "Everyone, our boss wants to run away."

There's a mole!

Is it still possible to terminate the employment?

Wang Qian glared at Tang Feifei and then broke free from her evil hands and tried to leave. "Stop messing around!"

Tang Feifei grinned, "Everyone, our boss is shy..."

Shy you...

Immediately, two diners who were cheering came over to help Wang Qian. Most of them were repeat customers who really liked the atmosphere of eating here, feeling like they were at home, and naturally wanted to interact more with the owner of the restaurant because they had never seen him before.

"Boss, don't run away, come on!"

"Oh, don't be shy..."

This...

Wang Qian felt like he had entered a brothel.

Is this still my hotpot restaurant?

Sophie aimed her phone's live broadcast camera at Wang Qian, carefully examining him. He seemed quite handsome, but she didn't think much about it. Having been in the live broadcast circle, she had seen plenty of handsome men and beautiful women. She only cared about the program's effect and smiled, shouting, "Boss, come on, sing a song. Sing the lonely one I just sang yesterday, Li Qingyao's new song from last month. It's the most popular one now. Say hello to the audience, there are tens of thousands of people watching you now!"


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