Chapter 075 Is your head flooded?
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Sun Zesheng showed the contract in his hand, "Mr. An, after reading the contract, can I understand it this way? Your company is planning to find a shooter for An Junyi, right? Take the works of other songwriters, including me, and sign them with An Junyi
In order to maintain his status as a leading figure in the domestic songwriter and music industry."
Sun Zesheng's words seemed to hit An Shunyi's weakness all at once, and his expression changed.
"Young man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I advise you to sign the contract obediently.
You have to think clearly, you are just a student who comes to Beijing to study from other places. In Yanjing, you are a rootless duckweed with no power and no relatives and friends to help. To put it bluntly, in my eyes,
You are just a reptile, I can crush you to death with one finger.
If you are obedient and sign the contract, it will naturally benefit you. If you don't sign, you can weigh the consequences yourself."
An Shunyi's words were full of threats. He looked like the boss of a cultural media company now, more like the leader of a gangster.
Sun Zesheng's guess was correct. He wanted to turn Sun Zesheng into An Junyi's gunman and write lyrics and music for An Junyi.
In fact, many years ago, An Junyi found that his inspiration had dried up and it was difficult to create works that he was satisfied with and recognized by the public.
There was a time when An Junyi's works were so disastrous that no record company dared to use them when he sent them to his door. An Junyi was almost drowned in the vast sea of the entertainment industry. Later, An Junyi accidentally saw an article
After hearing about the gunman, I came up with the idea of hiring the gunman to write lyrics and music for him.
An Junyi is a leader in the world of songwriting and music, but he still needs to be shy. Of course, he cannot handle the specific matters personally. The person specifically responsible for this matter is none other than his direct nephew An Shunyi.
This was not the first time that An Shunyi had done something like this. Before Sun Zesheng, he came forward and contacted twenty or thirty young people. Under his coercion and inducement, they all signed contracts obediently and were at his mercy.
With the help of a huge team of shooters, An Junyi has launched one high-quality song after another over the years. His status as a leader in the world of songwriting and music has become more and more stable, and his status in the entire entertainment industry is also at its peak.
Naturally, countless singers and singers came to him to ask for songs. At the same time, a lot of wealth flowed into the pockets of An Junyi, An Shunyi and his uncle and nephew.
As long as An Shunyi made threats in the past, more than half of the young people who were attracted by his uncle and nephew would obediently sign the contract.
As the saying goes, strong dragons cannot defeat local snakes. What's more, most of the young people they are interested in are not strong dragons at all, not even grass snakes. How can they fight with their uncle and nephew? In the end, don't they have to submit obediently?
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It's just that An Shunyi found the wrong target this time. Sun Zesheng is not intimidated. His mental tenacity is simply not comparable to that of ordinary people.
"Mr. An, don't you think these clauses in the contract are too much?" Sun Zesheng picked up the contract, selected the most important clauses and read them out. He did this so that Tianjixing 3000 could record them more clearly.
Overlord clause in the contract.
If the uncles and nephews An Junyi and An Shunyi want to take advantage of him, they must be prepared for him to fight back. The videos and audio recordings secretly captured by Tianjixing 3000 will be of great use to him in the future.
Before Sun Zesheng finished reading, An Shunyi patted the table impatiently, "You don't have to be a repeater and read the terms of the contract to me. I am more familiar with these terms than you. Sun Zesheng, I just want to ask you this,
Do you want to sign this contract or not?"
Sun Zesheng smiled and said, "If I sign this contract, either I have water in my head or you have water in your head. I am normal, so it should be your head that has water in it. Otherwise, you just recovered from mental illness.
He ran out of the hospital. Do you want me to call the mental hospital?"
"You are so presumptuous." An Shunyi slammed the table angrily. "Sun Zesheng, do you know who you are talking to? You little brat, if I don't give you some strength, do you really think that you, a college student, are the emperor's favorite?
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Sun Zesheng waved his hand, "Mr. An, don't worry, just listen to what I have to say. The contract can be signed, but we have to change the terms of the contract."
"How to change?"
An Shunyi does not have to rigidly follow the terms of the contract. If the situation requires it, he can make some minor adjustments. However, there is one principle that must be grasped, that is, the greatest interests must be in the hands of their uncle and nephew.
In his hands, a shooter like Sun Zesheng can only drink soup, which is clear soup with little water.
"I can give up the copyright and future income rights. I can even sign a statement saying that Mr. An Junyi'an entrusted me to find singers. I only ask to change one thing. The compensation you give me cannot be five thousand, but
one million."
Sun Zesheng stated his conditions. Anyway, those songs were not composed by him, and he didn't care whether they were signed or not. All he wanted was the monetary income these songs could bring him.
Frankly speaking, selling a song for one million is not cheap, and it even exceeds the income that the songwriters of most songs can get from a song. Of course, there may be a small number of songs that can benefit the songwriters.
It has brought in more than one million yuan in revenue, but there are really too few songs like this, like the stars in the morning.
As for the halo of being a songwriter, Sun Zesheng really doesn’t want it.
The two paths he planned for himself were either business or politics, but neither path led to the entertainment industry.
If you go into business in the future, having the aura of multiple songwriters will not matter. But if you want to go into politics, the aura of multiple songwriters will not be a good thing.
Chinese people are quite resistant to artists joining politics.
There was once a crosstalk actor who was famous all over the country and went to work as the deputy county magistrate of a certain county. He worked hard and put in a lot of effort. In the end, he still ended up with bruises all over his body and was unhappy both inside and outside.
Sun Zesheng does not want to follow the old path of his predecessor, so if possible, he is still willing to downplay his influence in the entertainment industry.
Again, if An Junyi is willing to buy songs from him at the right price, he is very welcome. What An Junyi wants is nothing more than fame, and what he wants is profit. There is no conflict between the two. If An Junyi can
If you want to understand this knot, there are still great prospects for cooperation between the two parties.
Moreover, selling the song to An Junyi has another advantage: the funds will be recovered quickly, which is especially important to him now.
This is not like selling songs to Zhang Li, which can only make a steady flow of money and cannot alleviate the dilemma of lack of funds he is currently facing.
It's just that Sun Zesheng's idea was too wishful thinking. If An Shunyi, who was specifically responsible for the operation, had such a broad mind, his uncle wouldn't always have the feeling that he hates iron but cannot make steel.
"One million? Sun Zesheng, in your words, are you out of your mind?" An Shunyi sneered again and again, "You don't even weigh yourself? Just your more than one hundred kilograms, including meat and bones, chopped
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