I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 140

Meng Xiaozhou: "I have estimated the value of our company in China. The current brand value is about 1.5 billion yuan."

Chen Feng nodded, "very good."

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

Chen Feng's eyes brightened, "this is 60 million yuan, very good."

"In addition, well-known singers and music producers over there have contacted us to seek cooperation. We have officially opened the European and American markets. As long as you and Zhong Lei can maintain the same creative level, the potential copyright income over there will greatly enhance the value of the company. The new overseas value of this part is as high as US $200 million."

"Overseas influence will feed back our position in the domestic market. Therefore, based on comprehensive calculation, the company's current potential valuation should be about 3 billion yuan."

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.

He is very happy.

Finally became really rich.

Money can do a lot of things.

Although these are valuations, the money is in the company. To realize it, it has to be recognized and paid by the foolish big head.

He is still poor in his trouser pocket, but it doesn't hinder him from wandering about the 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.

It's only been a few months. He's almost catching up with Kendal Jenna.

When Meng Xiaozhou left, Zhong Lei in evening dress came up again.

Chen Feng raised his glass and motioned to her, "what are you doing up here? You should be the brightest protagonist today."

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

"Are you coming today?"

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

"Yes. But I don't think you're very happy?"

Chen Feng suddenly asked.

Zhong Lei nodded, "you still know me. I thank Katie for making my singing popular, but I actually..."

"I know what you're thinking, but you're still not very satisfied. And you think if you sing this song yourself, the effect will be very good. Katie is excellent, but she still can't sing the highest level of self combustion, right?"

Zhong Lei was stunned.

For a long time, she said with a bitter smile.

"Why do you always know me so well?"

Chen Feng looked away. "Maybe it's God's will."

He knows because he already knows.

Five hundred years later, it was not Katie Swift's version that influenced Sergey's self combustion.

But when the copyright license expires, that is, five years later, Zhong Lei reinterprets it himself. He is not sure whether everyone in the world can do so, or only he can do it.

But since fate has chosen me, perhaps this is the only talent I have.

As Ou Guohua said in anger.

"This is the responsibility of history."

Even if he is not understood by the times.

How much Zhong Lei worships and appreciates Chen Feng, Chen Feng worships and appreciates Zhong Lei.

He never tells others about his weakness.

Even if deliberately forgotten, in fact, Chen Feng occasionally has uncontrollable sadness in his heart and wants to share it with others.

He also wants to find a dependence for his loneliness.

Zhong Lei is the best choice to rely on.

He was afraid that in the dead of night, just one more look at her, he could no longer restrain his deep emotions.

Chen Feng ran away.

He returned to the crowd center of the celebration party.

He raised his hand and swayed in the air. The noisy crowd under the stage was quickly quiet, including Lu Wei, who came to support as a special guest, staring at him with streamer eyes.

Chen Feng took a deep breath. "Next, I want to announce some very important things. Let's listen."

Zhong Lei also came down from the balcony.

Chen Feng waved to her with a smile, "our pillar, you come too."

Zhong Lei rubbed her eyes. There was a trace of doubt in her eyes. Meng Wanyue pulled her into the crowd.

"The current trend of the company is very good. We have also received many invitations for creative cooperation, but in the short term, our main creative resources will still focus on the artists in the company."

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

Chen Feng smiled and said, "in three days at the latest, I will complete the creation of all ten songs of Qin Lu's first album. However, I just write songs. The specific recording, overall packaging and marketing publicity depend on everyone's collective wisdom and efforts."

The crowd applauded again and spoke to congratulate Qin Lu.

He Jiaqi and Chen Li are extremely envious.

Look at other people's bosses. It's easy to hold more people. There's no need to collect songs all over the world.

Some singers haven't been able to get together the songs of an album for a year or two, but Chen Feng is good enough to write them for you in person. It only takes a few days!

That's too much.

After giving Qin Lu good news, it's Ou Junlang's turn next.

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

The fat man's face almost burst into laughter.

What's better than seeing Xingfeng entertainment continue to increase in value, so high that Dad can't afford it?

Of course, go to battle in person and finish it in person!

At this time, Zheng Rou, Lu Wei's agent, who was more familiar, took the initiative to raise her hand and interrupt, "our Weiwei also wants to sing!"

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

He readily agreed.

It's not a thing.

Lu Wei bumped into Zheng Rou and showed a very embarrassed expression, but she didn't deny it.

After coming down, Chen Feng went to Lu Wei and Zheng Rou and whispered, "sister Wei, don't you prefer independent creation? Well, I wrote one for you before?"

He really doesn't want to sell songs, but is worried about another point. Lu Wei is very creative. If she is too responsive to her, will it suppress her talent in turn? It must be very regrettable.

Lu Wei hugged her chest with both hands, slightly bent the corners of her mouth, and hung up a subtle arc. "Why, don't you want to write to me?"

"Ha, that's not true."

"There are not too many really good songs. Sometimes I really envy you and Zhong Lei's talents, but I believe that singing your songs will give me new insights."

Chen Feng nodded, "that's right. That's good..."

"No, vivi, I'll write it for you."

At this time, Zhong Lei came over and said without doubt, "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 talked to Meng Xiaozhou about it. He was not so busy before he could start writing.

But he looked more at Zhong Lei's eyes and nodded decisively, "yes, I'm really writing a script."

"Then it's very inconvenient for you. There's laurel."

Lu Weile said happily, appearing to have no objection.

Zhong Lei just wrote "self combustion" and took the initiative to write a song for Luwei. It's really not rude. She even sold Luwei to an adult.

But the inner door is not enough for the outer humanity.

Chen Feng vaguely knows, but he doesn't want to care so much.

His heart can't hold so many things, especially children's love.

Love who goes.

Today, Zhong Lei is a full-time signing artist of Xingfeng entertainment. All the expenses and expenses she usually participates in training and learning are also borne by Xingfeng entertainment.

The cost of her creation and song recording has also been transferred to Xingfeng entertainment.

Therefore, according to the contract, the copyright of the songs written by Zhong Lei belongs to herself, and the other part naturally belongs to Xingfeng entertainment. Therefore, whether Chen Feng personally creates them or Zhong Lei writes songs for Lu Wei, the company will benefit.

Chen Feng just lamented the wonder of fate.

In the last timeline, I grabbed a song written by Zhong Lei to Lu Wei. As a result, Zhong Lei returned it to her.

However, Chen Feng's Sao operation will never end.

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

As a ruthless scribe of professional gathering acquaintances, he did not let Lu Wei go because of his friendship, but took extra care of her.

Lu Wei's creative blowout stage is the age of a girl. After she was 25, she only created two real classics.

Chen Feng was all ready to move flowers and trees and took them to Qin Lu to sing.

He gave himself a good reason.

Maybe it can force Lu Wei, who already has a thousand coffee places a thousand years ago, into the top 100?

I'm doing good!

When everything becomes natural, Chen Feng's psychological burden when making these operations becomes lower and lower.

Gradually, in copying songs, he became so coquettish.

At this time, other female singers who followed he Jiaqi to rub the heat finally couldn't help it.

She raised her hand and asked loudly, "Miss Chen, what about us? How long did you mean by short-term? We all want to buy songs."

The crowd was immediately absorbed.

These artists have not cooperated with Xingfeng entertainment, and their relationship with Chen Feng is not so familiar.

They can only wave a check and wait for Mr. Chen's pity, so they pay special attention to this "short-term" period.

In people's understanding, usually, people like Chen Feng say "short-term", which refers to one to two years.

As long as it doesn't exceed three years, everyone can accept it, and there is hope to wait.

However, Chen Feng just said that the rhythm was too fast. He finished Qin Lu's album in three days and Ou Junlang's album in three days.

This has raised the unwanted covet and expectation in everyone's heart.

Chen Feng looked at Zhong Lei a little more and thought briefly before making a statement.

Although the next words hit Zhong Lei's face, Chen Feng couldn't change his plan to cash in and make money as soon as possible.

Chen Feng coughed softly and said in a melancholy way: "I've been really busy recently. After finishing the first two albums, I have to spend ten days and a half months writing some movie scripts. I can't start writing more songs until twenty days at the fastest."

As soon as he said this, there was silence in the huge banquet hall.

Finally Luwei broke the silence.

"Then you'd better write one for me then?"

Chen Feng turns to look at Lu Wei and Zhong Lei.

The light from the corner of his eye drifted to Qin Lu again, "OK, no problem."

No one knows how many twists and turns he had in his heart when he said this.