NABC Chapter 82 Initiates the Involution Mode
Chapter 82 Initiates the Involution Mode
Chapter 82 Initiates the Involution Mode
I don't know when it started, but a wave of boycotting vulgar music has swept across the Internet. Not long after, another voice quietly linked vulgar music with online music, saying that boycotting vulgar music is equivalent to boycotting online music.
This was clearly a premeditated plan.
Huang Liangmeng Music's marketing department was completely unaware, which was indeed a serious dereliction of duty. On the contrary, Yao Yao from the student union reminded Huang Yiliang in a private message on Zhiyou.com, but Huang Yiliang himself did not pay much attention to it. This was his oversight.
When Huang Yiliang arrived at the China Mobile headquarters building again, the conflict had escalated.
Experts stepped in; he even convened a special meeting to criticize internet music.
"Vulgar," "crude," "the lyrics are vulgar and low-class," "corrupting young people," and so on are some of their commonly used words.
Some radical experts have even suggested that relevant departments intervene to raise the entry threshold for music and ban online music that has not been certified by their experts.
The major newspapers are also making efforts, and their ideological awareness seems to have suddenly climbed to the height of five or six stories, leaving people only able to look up in awe.
"Do you want me to come up with you?" Sister Yuanyuan asked, tidying up Huang Yiliang's clothes with a touch of heartache.
Although Huang Yiliang had applied Yuanyuan's concealer, it still couldn't completely hide his dark circles.
He spent three days and three nights working on music with Zhang Yadong; it would be a miracle if he wasn't exhausted.
Dong Ge has already gone to the hospital for an IV drip; he is indeed not even one ten-thousandth as good as Huang Yiliang.
The key point is that when Dong Ge was taken away by the ambulance, Sister Yuanyuan walked by without even glancing at him. Dong Ge was so pitiful.
Huang Yiliang called Xu Cainu.
"No need, I'm going to argue with someone. You won't be able to perform well if you watch me, and I don't want you to see my bad side," Huang Yiliang said with a smile.
"Nonsense, I love you every way." Sister Yuanyuan was very good at saying sweet nothings.
"Okay! Give me some energy, encourage me." Huang Yiliang pouted.
Sister Yuanyuan immediately gave her a sweet kiss.
After they finished kissing, Sister Yuanyuan carefully wiped the lip print off his lips.
"Hurry up, I'll wait for you in the car!"
meeting room.
"Hello, Minister Zhang!"
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"Hello, Director Su!"
"Hello, Mr. Chen!"
"Hello, Mr. Liu!"
Huang Yiliang, who usually boasts and insults in front of Sister Yuanyuan, is now greeting everyone with exceptional humility.
His good brother Li Huowang hadn't lied to him; Director Su was indeed very easy to recognize.
Of the four people present, he was the only one who was nearsighted. Whether it was to show off his thick hair or something else, he had his hair parted in the middle, while the other three were slightly balding.
The elder brother's rank wasn't high enough; he could only stand outside the door as a gatekeeper.
"Let's get straight to the point! We're all very busy," Minister Zhang said swiftly as soon as Huang Yiliang sat down.
"Okay!" Huang Yiliang immediately took out the materials he had prepared.
"Although Huangliangmeng Music has only been available on Mobile Dream Network for a little over a month, the results we have achieved are obvious to all. Even with the encirclement and suppression by other established music production companies, we still account for 80% of the downloads."
Director Su was the first to nod in agreement.
This is also why the mobile company was willing to give Huang Liangmeng Music a chance; their achievements were so outstanding that they cannot be simply described as having great potential.
This was like Mars colliding with Earth; they brought several century-old music companies to their knees in just one month.
"First: Huang Liangmeng Music can also accept a 40% revenue split," Huang Yiliang said through gritted teeth.
Damn it, there's a huge difference between 40% and 50%! Those bastards are absolutely rotten to the core.
"Secondly: For all the musical works that Huangliangmeng Music licenses to your company, we will only charge licensing fees for the first two years from the release date. After two years, your company can use them indefinitely for free."
"Wait, does this unlimited free use also include ringback tones?" Minister Zhang immediately sat up straight.
"Of course, after two years, Huangliangmeng Music will no longer participate in the revenue sharing of ringback tones, and all revenue will belong to your company exclusively."
After Huang Yiliang finished speaking, the four senior executives of China Mobile were all moved.
With Huang Liangmeng Music's ability to create hit songs, he could have earned 100 million yuan a month in revenue sharing, but he refused it.
Moreover, as the number of mobile users increases, the revenue sharing from ringback tones will only increase, potentially reaching hundreds of millions per month.
Huang Yiliang could certainly guess what the senior executives at China Mobile were thinking. He could only chuckle; these people were overestimating the ringback tone business.
The peak of the ringback tone service was only in the last two years. With the rise of smartphones, the decline of ringback tones was inevitable.
"Wait, you're not going to reduce the quantity and quality of the works, are you?" Director Su asked quickly.
He was very satisfied with both of Huang Yiliang's conditions, but he was worried that Huang Yiliang would slack off.
"Director Su, rest assured, this is my third point. Huangliangmeng Music can guarantee that we will release at least two singles per week and provide your company with at least 108 songs per year, with a two-year contract."
"As for quality, it's impossible to quantify, but please believe me, leaders, that I have a heart set on making money," Huang Yiliang said solemnly.
He has already planned to wipe out all his competitors.
This guy wasn't in the entertainment industry in his past life, and he doesn't have any biases about it. He doesn't have any grand but boring ideals about making Chinese music great. Anyone who gets in his way of making money will have to go down.
The four senior executives at China Mobile exchanged a smile; they had never doubted the young man's burning desire to make money.
"Fifth, our company doesn't need any exclusivity agreement. Your company can still continue to cooperate with any other music company, but Huang Liangmeng Music needs your company's key promotion." Huang Yiliang finished speaking.
"Focusing on promotion is a given, after all, in two years, our company will be able to use these musical works for free!"
Mr. Chen, who hadn't said a word, clapped his hands and laughed.
"Well, Mr. Huang, please wait a moment. We'll have a small internal meeting in fifteen minutes and give you an answer within fifteen minutes," Minister Zhang nodded and smiled.
"no problem!"
Huang Yiliang could roughly guess that these bastards were probably on the phone haggling with another group of bastards; none of them were good people.
However, it's wishful thinking for traditional music giants to agree to free licensing from mobile companies after two years; that's how they make their money.
Huang Yiliang was simply curious about what the other party's expression would be if they could ban him but not ban him.
Sure enough, Minister Zhang and his men returned less than a minute later, grumbling and cursing.
"Mr. Huang, let's sign the contract! It'll be a pleasure to cooperate!" Minister Zhang said, extending his hand.
Huang Yiliang naturally clasped both hands and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"
"Thank you, Director Su!"
"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"
"Thank you, Mr. Liu!"
Huang Yiliang thanked them one by one.
The four senior executives of the mobile company were particularly pleased with Huang Yiliang's humble demeanor.
Look at their attitude, and then look at those idiots.
Damn it, as long as Huangliangmeng Music's ringtone downloads continue to account for more than half of the total downloads for the next few months, those idiots can be kicked out.
"Mr. Huang, we're planning to hold a signing ceremony. When would be a convenient time for you?" Minister Zhang asked.
The other three nodded in agreement; these were all achievements!
The free licensing of hundreds of songs, estimated at two billion, isn't an exaggeration!
"I'm fine with anything. Whenever it's convenient for you, boss, I'll be there for you," Huang Yiliang said with a fawning smile.
If Li Huowang hadn't reminded him, Huang Yiliang would have almost forgotten that these bastards had administrative ranks and could be transferred to government agencies as leaders at any moment.
"Great! Mr. Huang is truly a promising young man! Then I'll have that guy, Xiao Li, inform you when the time comes."
"Okay! Thank you, boss. I won't bother everyone any longer."
After leaving the Mobile Building, Huang Yiliang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is it?"
As soon as Sister Yuanyuan saw Huang Yiliang from afar, she couldn't help but run off the car.
"Done!" Huang Yiliang knew that Sister Yuanyuan couldn't resist being teased, so he told the truth directly.
"Let's go home!" Sister Yuanyuan happily took Huang Yiliang's arm.
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Sister Yuanyuan's cooking skills are so-so, but she loves to cook, which is just maddening!
"I want to sleep!" Huang Yiliang said honestly.
Yuanyuan rolled her eyes. She thought Huang Yiliang meant sleeping, but as soon as she started the car, Huang Yiliang tilted his head and fell asleep in the passenger seat.
Sister Yuanyuan fastened Huang Yiliang's seatbelt and drove home at a very slow speed.
the other side.
Several established music giants soon received news that China Mobile refused to remove Huang Liangmeng Music from its platform.
The ban has failed.
"What do we do now?"
"A ban on offline distribution is simply impossible; Huangliangmeng Music doesn't release albums offline at all."
"Don't look at me like that. Internet censorship is impossible; it's distributed for free across the entire internet. How can you censor something free?"
Offering music for free is indeed a tricky business for traditional music giants. You can either ignore it or everyone else is going to listen to free music. If you follow suit and offer free music, what will you do with your centuries-old copyright heritage?
"How about we give some songs for free too?"
"Are you crazy? We've spent so much money on everything from songwriting and singing to recording, filming, and promotion. You think you can just give it away for free?"
Unlike Huang Yiliang's low-cost online songs, the production costs of music videos from traditional big studios can easily reach millions, not to mention the various marketing expenses for promotion and chart ranking.
"How about I talk to him?" one manager suggested.
"You go talk if you want, I can't afford to lose face." This suggestion was immediately rejected.
Indeed, it's quite embarrassing that a traditional music company with over a century of history was forced into negotiations by some unknown online music company.
Jiuzhaigou.
Liu Yifei and Yang Mi squatted on the ground. In front of them was a folding chair with a laptop on it.
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Liu Yifei is definitely the type to talk big. She said she was going to break up with Yang Mi, but when Yang Mi came back and brought her some snacks, the two got back together.
Do you know how the whole song is sung?
These two were watching a singing video that Huang Yiliang filmed in Chongqing. The video had already been manually removed from Zhiyou.com by Huang Yiliang, but it had already spread to other forums, which he couldn't control.
"How would I know? He sang one part, then ate a few bites of food, and then sang another part," Yang Mi said innocently, shaking her head.
Liu Yifei glared at Yang Mi, annoyed: "Can't you wait until he finishes eating before letting him sing the whole song?"
"He got drunk after dinner!" Yang Mi glared back at Liu Yifei, as if to say, "Is he trying to outdo Liu Yifei in eye size?"
Liu Yifei: "And the next day?"
Yang Mi: "He had other things to do the next day."
"It's no use. If I were here, you would be able to hear the full version of the song right now." Liu Yifei openly expressed her contempt for Yang Mi.
Yang Mi gave a thumbs-up in agreement: "Xixi, you're really good at bragging."
Liu Yifei blushed slightly; she never used to brag.
It's all that bastard Huang Yiliang's fault.
He led himself astray.
"Xixi, come here!" Aunt Liu beckoned to Liu Yifei.
"No!" Liu Yifei declared defiantly.
Aunt Liu glanced around but saw no twigs or anything, so she walked towards her daughter.
"Isn't Huang Yiliang, the classmate you know, from a family that owns a music company called Huang Liangmeng Music?" Aunt Liu asked.
"Yes!" Liu Yifei and Yang Mi nodded in unison.
Both of them had been to Huang Liangmeng Music Company.
"Wow! Do you know how much money their company makes in a month?" Aunt Liu exclaimed.
Her information network is indeed incredibly well-informed; even within the music industry, only a select few know about this.
"How much?" Yang Mi asked first.
Liu Yifei, on the other hand, wasn't very interested. It wasn't that the girl didn't love money, but she just hadn't reached the point where she understood its importance.
No matter how much money she earns, her mother will only give her eight thousand, and give her more after she spends it all.
In this respect, she is far inferior to Yang Mi, who opened her own account a long time ago and saved all the money she earned in her own private savings account.
Aunt Liu held up one finger.
"One million!" Yang Mi said immediately.
Aunt Liu barely suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. This little girl is hopeless; she has such a narrow mind.
Actually, when others gestured to Aunt Liu, she also guessed one million, but now she's turning around and looking down on Yang Mi.
"Couldn't you have guessed higher?" Aunt Liu said speechlessly.
"Ten million!" Yang Mi exclaimed in surprise. "That's over a hundred million a year!"
Liu Yifei was also a little surprised, because she knew better than Aunt Liu that Huang Liangmeng Music was actually founded by Huang Yiliang himself, and was not a family business at all.
"Higher!" Aunt Liu enjoyed the little girl's surprised expression.
"Higher?" Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what she meant.
"One hundred million! A monthly income of one hundred million?" Yang Mi's voice cracked.
Liu Yifei's expression was similar to Yang Mi's.
Aunt Liu nodded with satisfaction as she looked at the two little girls' shocked expressions.
Although Yang Mi did not know that Huang Liangmeng Music was founded by Huang Yiliang, she did know that Huang Yiliang's father only had one son.
If Huang Yiliang's father passes away in the future, won't all the property be his?
Huang Haidong: Thank you!
Aunt Liu didn't mention that Huang Liangmeng Music was being blacklisted by major music companies. In her view, as long as she could make money, that was fine. If you blacklisted me, wouldn't I just find another place to develop my career?
Aunt Liu looks down on everyone in the domestic entertainment industry equally.
Europe and America are her spiritual home.