The diva looked at the songs in the notebook as if she had found a treasure.
She carefully selected one by one, of course with no intention of getting them for free.
These songs that Jiang Hua could casually produce must have been copyright registered.
Each one was a classic, sure to dominate the charts if released. Was this the difference between genius and ordinary people?
She couldn't write songs herself. This guy had a great voice and could create. He was simply born to be a musician.
She took a deep breath and asked:
"Jiang Hua, did you write these during the three years you were banned?"
Jiang Hua felt embarrassed. Could he say he was standing on the shoulders of giants?
He wrote these when he was bored. After all, when slacking off, you need something to do while waiting to clock out.
This notebook was full, and he had another half-filled one that he hadn't registered for copyright yet.
"Sort of, but I haven't felt like doing much lately."
Wang Xiaoqi quickly said: "I've decided. I want to join your company."
Damn, she was serious.
What to do now? Was the music industry about to be shaken?
"How about this, I'll invest 10 million yuan for 10% of the shares."
She weighed the notebook, feeling how heavy it was, then changed her mind:
"5% of the shares will be enough."
The diva had gone mad. Not only was she joining the company, but she was also bringing investment, and only asking for 5% of the shares.
Was there such a good deal?
It seemed he had charm too. With a wave of his hand, a diva came to join, even willing to pay herself.
His perspective suddenly broadened. Why struggle for that small goal of 100 million?
With a diva working for him, it would be a piece of cake. He could just have her do a few variety shows, and they'd make it all back and more.
He immediately said: "Alright. I'll personally produce the first album. These songs aren't good enough."
Then he pulled out an even thicker notebook.
"You can take a look at these. I wrote these songs recently but haven't had time to register the copyright."
Damn, this guy indeed had an ace up his sleeve.
It seemed Yajie's words were right. He had changed, become much smoother.
The diva had been in the same company as Jiang Hua before and had met him a few times.
Back then, her impression of Jiang Hua was neither good nor bad. He was young and ambitious, with his head in the clouds.
Now, Jiang Hua was like someone who had been in the entertainment industry for decades.
She took the new notebook and couldn't take her eyes off the first song.
"Invisible Wings"
The lyrics were great, very suitable for a female singer, and the theme was good too, very inspirational.
"Boss, you've really impressed us. With these songs, we could produce several more divas."
Liu Yajie felt jealous. When she asked for a song, Jiang Hua was stingy, but now he pulled out two notebooks at once.
"Junior, I'm not happy. Where's my song?"
See, this was the debt collector. Little Hundred Flowers had two more debt collectors.
Wang Xiaoqi turned a page and handed it to Liu Yajie.
"This one should be yours, haha."
"Melody"
Jiang Hua slapped his forehead. Damn, how did this song get written too? This wasn't good.
This was written for an ex, full of longing for a former lover.
But strictly speaking, Ms. Liu Yajie had only spent a week with him, and they had only held hands.
Liu Yajie looked at the lyrics, her face suddenly turning red.
He really had written a song for her. She liked it, but why were the lyrics a bit sad?
Unrequited love, or what?
The usually outgoing Liu Yajie felt shy. She wasn't that great, was she?
"I'm so envious of you people who can sing. I'm tone-deaf, otherwise I'd join your company too."
This was Melody's weak spot. Her singing was terrible. It seemed like she was on key, but when put together, it didn't sound like singing at all.
"You've passed this time. This song is okay. When will you record it?"
Jiang Hua could only hedge: "As soon as possible, I'll try to do it quickly."
"I have time for the next half month. I'll watch you record. Oh, by the way, I might as well invest 10 million yuan too. Just give me 2% of the shares."
This song was worth 5 million to her.
Thinking back to that time, it was really fun. She was the one who said goodbye because she was going abroad.
But when she got in the car, she saw a familiar figure at the street corner.
This was her youth.
5 million was too little. To her, it was priceless.
"Well, I..."
He wanted to refuse, but was interrupted: "Don't refuse. If the company needs to shoot a MV, I can do that too."
Wang Xiaoqi clapped her hands and said: "Great! With a big star like you in the MV, it's sure to go viral. We'll conquer everything in our path and revolutionize the music industry."
"Boss, come on, let's discuss the details of the company. By the way, the God of Song has a concert in Hangzhou. We should go and have some fun. He really appreciates your talent."
Damn, is this the diva's network? Going to the God of Song's concert is just "having some fun"?
....
The diva's connections were even more powerful than he thought.
The next day, the company's office building was chosen, a five-story building near the Butterfly Theater.
They rented all five floors at once, with the landlord giving the lowest possible price because he was a die-hard fan of the diva.
He didn't lack money and was originally going to let them use it for free, but they didn't want to take advantage.
This left Jiang Hua dumbfounded.
On the third day, the company was registered, with the diva herself as the legal representative.
This was the result of careful consideration. Jiang Hua was still in the system, and he really liked his job.
Anyway, he was the major shareholder with veto power, and the diva just wanted to make music she liked.
She didn't lack money now, and that was enough.
Jiang Hua took a look and made a phone call.
The diva was so supportive, he as the boss couldn't lag behind.
"Hey, Old Wei, brother's become a boss now. Come quickly, I'll take you to new heights."
On the other end, Old Wei was still miserably doing commercial performances. He had been doing this for a long time.
Thanks to Jiang Hua, he had also gained some fame, with plenty of commercial gigs.
He was making more and more money, but was this the life he wanted?
Old Wei didn't hesitate. He didn't ask how big Jiang Hua's company was, or if it was in a basement.
He directly said: "Alright, I'll terminate my contract after this commercial performance. I still have half a year on my contract. Brother, you have money now that you've started a company, right? I'll have 2 million after terminating my contract."
This was Jiang Hua's only connection in the entertainment industry, but this connection was his brother.
"Alright, just come. I'll make you a king."
This guy was boasting again. Back then, among their group, he was always talking about becoming a superstar.
Recently, this guy had been quite popular, maybe had some money, but starting an entertainment company wasn't something a little money could handle.
He'd go check out the situation first. Worst case, they could start from the basement again.
He was 28 now, he could still fight for a few more years. Just for the sake of their original dream.
After saying this, he rushed to terminate his contract with his company.
He didn't even ask about the benefits or the company's situation.
Sometimes, people need to have dreams. Who the hell wants to do commercial performances all the time? He had a music dream too.
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