"Brother, don't keep it from being insincere when you speak?" Pei Qinhu also felt wronged.

"Layout, ecology, strategic layout." Just say one word and hit your younger brother. Pei Qianlong, a very smart man, was forced into a sand sculpture.

After being beaten several times, Pei Qinhu finally understood something.

"Mr. Lin wants to create an entertainment empire, and the music scene is part of this music empire. He needs his own voice and strong influence in this field."

Pei Qianlong took a few breaths and began to explain to his younger brother.

"Influence?" Pei Qinhu was finally hopelessly stupid, and finally understood where his plan was wrong.

Mr. Lin wants to establish the influence of Klester Cultural Media in the music industry. If you find a group of cheap internet celebrities, you can have a fart influence.

"So, the best strategy is to first advertise, various platforms, and countries, spread all the way." He is a tycoon who is a public relations boss, and he took the lead in advertising as soon as he started.

"How much does it cost."

"You have to use half of it to hype it up." Pei Qianlong almost scared his cousin to pee with a word.

Half of the 200 million yuan activity funds will be used for speculation?

"No, this is too wasteful. I spend all my money on hype. I don't have any money to hire celebrities. If the celebrities are not powerful enough, how can they have influence? Mr. Lin will still not agree at that time." Pei Qinhu shook his head repeatedly.

Pei Qianlong lay weakly on the chair, feeling that the sky was dim.

What exactly does Mr. Lin like about this guy? He asked him to host such a big project.

To be honest, he was a little jealous of his younger brother.

Director of the Public Relations and Propaganda Department, this position is actually not as good as his younger brother's Miaoer Music Director.

There is a saying in the company that "little president".

For example, the president of Miaozhao.com, the president of Miaoer Music, the president of Miaoya Live, the president of Miaowei Cinema, the president of eye sight visual effects, etc.

This means that these independent projects can develop in the future, and it is possible to establish subsidiaries or even list independently.

By then, these directors will rise and become presidents directly.

Look at Wang Kuo, who has been cultivating the successor of the distribution department since the beginning, clearly using the idea of ​​independently operating the Miaozhao.com.

The blind man knows which one has a better future.

"Brother, you are talking, why don't you talk?" Pei Qinhu was still wondering.

"I fainted from your anger and just woke up." Pei Qianlong couldn't lie down anymore and decided to let Mr. Lin see his strong work ability through his younger brother.

Can't continue like this salty fish anymore.

I want to rise, I want to be the president.

"Brother, you like to sarcasm. How to do advertising fees to save money?" Pei Qinhu asked for help in a nearly spoiled tone next to him.

nausea!

Pei Qianlong kicked him away, stared at him and said, "Now, assuming I am a well-known singer, come and invite me to try it."

"Oh, you are my brother. If you are a singer, you still need to invite me."

"Fuck, your uncle."

Pei Qianlong couldn't bear it anymore, so he jumped up and beat his cousin up as the golden ginkgo leaves danced.

After the fight, I suddenly felt refreshed.

Pei Qinhu was lying on the ground and almost moaned.

"I want to call, tell your dad, tell your mom, you call me, I see what you do during the Chinese New Year."

"This year's New Year... I won't go home!"

After a while, Pei Qianlong still had to correct his cousin's concept of being petty.

"Mr. Pei, we plan to invite you to our music festival. Do you have time?"

Pei Qinhu obeyed his cousin's request to play roles.

Pei Qianlong used his little finger to clean his ears and asked patiently: "Who are you? What music festival?"

"Uh..." Pei Qinhu was a little stunned. His brother is really a drama master.

"Oh, I haven't heard of the Meow Bang Music Festival, but it's not bad. The appearance fee is 2 million."

"Brother, at your level, you want two million?"

Why don’t Bi Lian be ignored at all? At the beginning, didn’t you agree to be an ordinary singer with a price of 200,000 yuan?

Jay Chou’s appearance fee has been paid higher, and he only gave him 3.5 million yuan in sing three songs in a row.

You, a singer who originally had a performance fee of 200,000 yuan, actually asked me for two million yuan.

"Do you feel very dissatisfied? But in fact, it's just like that. You don't have any fame or even the V-list. If you want to invite a celebrity, do you think you can get it if you want to? I'm asking for two million in order to directly persuade you to withdraw."

"What if I grit my teeth and agree?" With 200 million as a backing, Pei Qinhu was not lacking in confidence.

"You spent two million to hire a singer worth only 200,000 yuan. Do you think this will make Mr. Lin look at you differently?"

Pei Qianlong sneered.

His younger brother stopped talking.

"But if you spend 100 million to advertise, whether it is the billboard on Fifth Avenue in New York or the subtitles on the left of Neon TV, you can even capture Girls' Generation alive, so that everyone in the target area will know about such a global music grand occasion, making people feel that only the most popular singers in the world are eligible to participate. I want to go if you don't give me money."

"I see!"

It's a revelation!

Pei Qinhu suddenly realized that no wonder he could spend 200 million yuan no matter how he calculated.

Even if you hire all the top music celebrities, one million is enough on average.

Two hundred people can be invited in just 200 million.

A song is five minutes, and the other talks are added, and the whole audience takes sixteen hours.

Who can hold a party that can make it a length of sixteen hours?

"You understand, do you know how to operate after the advertisement is finished?" This is probably because Pei Qianlong thinks it is too troublesome to use the best strategy, and he has to teach him step by step.

"Just ask someone." Pei Qinhu smirked.

"Silly, and a waste. You spent 100 million on advertising and did such a thing?" Pei Qianlong picked up the fan next to him and couldn't hold back his anger.

"Brother, just finish talking in one go?" Pei Qinhu was dissatisfied.

He is obviously a factory manager in the East Factory, but he just wants to be a phoenix. Have you ever asked Brother Qixi and Brother Sanpang about his opinions?

"Oh, I don't know if you are too lazy to think or really have no brains," Pei Qinhu gave up completely. He taught in a lot: "You can organize voting in several target areas, such as giving Neon five quotas, and letting netizens select five singers or combinations. The process of voting is the process of building the influence of Meower music. Can you understand that?"

"Brother, you are so cool." Pei Qinhu praised.
Chapter completed!