“Junior, what kind of conditions are you planning to offer them?” Han Jiangxue asked curiously after hearing Su Yu’s words.
She truly hadn't expected that Su Yu had started signing singers for the company; this really took her by surprise.
She slightly raised her head, a hint of surprise in her eyes, and continued, “I really didn’t expect you to get involved in this area. It’s quite surprising.”
“The specific contract terms are the company’s business. My plan is to have him sing both the opening and closing songs for little li flying dagger. If he wants to release an album after joining Tianxing Entertainment, I can also compose a lead single for him or something similar.”
Facing Han Jiangxue, Su Yu felt there was nothing to hide, so he fully disclosed his thoughts.
Han Jiangxue nodded slightly after hearing this, a smile appearing on her face, and said, “Alright, I’ll take you to see Li Xing.”
With that, she led Su Yu towards Li Xing’s office.
This Li Xing, Mr. Li, was precisely the Old Li that Wang Tianfeng had mentioned earlier, and also the third largest shareholder of Tianxing Entertainment.
In Tianxing Entertainment, Han Jianhua holds 30% of the shares, Wang Tianfeng holds 22%, Li Xing holds 17%, Han Jiangxue and Jiang Yu each own 5% of the shares, and the remaining portion consists of incentive shares for some company Senior Executives, with no external capital injection for control.
It is precisely because of this that Tianxing Entertainment's operating style differs from the other three entertainment giants.
At this moment, Li Xing was sitting in his office, intently reading today’s updated content of "blood sea drifting fragrance".
Han Jiangxue knocked twice before he heard the movement. His tone carried a hint of displeasure as he called out, “Come in.”
However, when he saw that the people who entered were Han Jiangxue and Su Yu, that handsome face, no less than Wang Tianfeng’s, immediately broke into a smile, and he warmly said, “Jiang Xue, Su Yu? Come in and sit down, don’t be shy.”
He motioned for the two to sit down, his eyes filled with warmth.
“Junior, you tell Mr. Li,” Han Jiangxue looked at Su Yu. Su Yu nodded slightly, then repeated what he had told Wang Tianfeng.
“Chen Yixun, ah, I know him. He’s a pretty good Hong Kong singer, but in recent years, Tianshen Entertainment has been exploiting him too much. Not only did they fail to help him successfully enter the mainland market, but it also caused his standing in the Hong Kong music scene to decline. It’s not a problem for the company to sign him, but we must act quickly. Given Tianshen Entertainment’s style of doing things, once they learn that Chen Yixun doesn’t want to renew his contract, they will definitely squeeze out his last bit of value. By then, Chen Yixun’s reputation might truly be ruined. You should all be aware of this situation, right?”
Li Xing clearly considered things more thoroughly, and when he spoke to Su Yu, it was more like he was teaching a junior from his own family, which made Su Yu feel somewhat confused.
Wang Tianfeng was like this, and now Li Xing was too; it was truly too strange.
Su Yu pondered to self, not understanding why they were so special to him.
“So, when negotiating with him tomorrow, it will depend on whether he has the courage. It’s just two months’ worth of liquidated damages; as long as he is willing to pay that money, the company’s public relations and legal department will help him smoothly escape the quagmire of Tianshen Entertainment. Then you can write a few more songs for him, and in September, directly let him release a new album to complete the transition.”
The liquidated damages, of course, would have to be paid by Chen Yixun himself.
This was not because Li Xing was stingy, but because he needed Chen Yixun to show a clear attitude.
“You’re still Mr. Li, you’ve thought this through. I hadn’t considered any of this before. Then, I’ll trouble you to join the negotiations tomorrow, Mr. Li,” Su Yu said, expressing his genuine admiration.
“You call Old Wang ‘Uncle Wang,’ but you call me ‘Mr. Li’? You’re being a bit too formal, kid,” Li Xing said, looking at Su Yu with a darkened expression.
“Uncle Li!” Su Yu was a bit helpless, but calling him ‘uncle’ wouldn’t hurt, after all, the man looked over forty.
“That’s better, Su Yu, is your chu liuxiang legend a series? How many parts are there in total?” Li Xing instantly smiled, then changed the subject, asking about the novel.
“Eight parts, "blood sea drifting fragrance" is just the hunger games.” Su Yu answered truthfully, as there was nothing to hide anyway.
“Then how many parts have you finished writing? The company feels this novel is also very suitable for film and television adaptation. Would it be convenient to let Uncle Li see the remaining parts first? If possible, the chu liuxiang legend project is something the company will also do!”
Although Li Xing had his own selfish desire to see the novel in advance, the company indeed had a great interest in Su Yu’s new wuxia novel.
So, the talk of cinematization was not just casual chatter.
“Currently, I’ve finished the first three parts. I’ll send Uncle Li a work outline later; it might save some time that way,” Su Yu replied with a smile.
However, what Li Xing wanted was not an outline.
“Just send the specific content. Outlines are too abstract; they’re not as substantial as reading the full text,” Li Xing waved his hand in refusal, and Su Yu said nothing more.
From Li Xing’s demeanor, Su Yu could tell that this Mr. Li should also be a member of Dao Ke; this was clearly a disguised way of urging for updates.
After adding Li Xing’s WeChat and phone number, Su Yu and Han Jiangxue left his office.
As soon as they stepped out, Han Jiangxue looked at Su Yu: “Junior, my mom also really likes your novel. Would you mind giving me a copy too?”
Hearing this, Su Yu paused, then felt a surge of joy.
He quickly and readily agreed, “No problem, I’ll send it to you right away!”
Are you kidding? Han Jiangxue’s mom! She could very well become his future… How could Su Yu not pay attention?
So, after returning to his workstation, Su Yu sent the completed manuscripts of "blood sea drifting fragrance", “The Great Desert,” and “The Oriole” to Han Jiangxue and Li Xing respectively.
The fourth part, “Ghost Love Legend,” was also half-written, and Su Yu planned to send it directly to Han Jiangxue after finishing it.
Being proactive is always the right thing to do.
Just as Su Yu finished all of this under Han Jiangxue’s supervision, Li Dayue appeared once again.
Su Yu felt a headache coming on; he knew that whenever this guy showed up, it was never for anything good. He probably had another big star looking for him to write a song, and it was the kind Li Dayue couldn’t directly refuse.
Sure enough, Li Dayue said, “Su Yu, Tianhou Ye Mei from Hong Kong just contacted the company. She hopes you can write a cantonese love song for her, and the price is very generous: 2 million and a fifty-fifty split of the song’s revenue! It’s just that she hopes to get the new song within a week because she has concerts in Guangzhou on the 18th and 19th, so she needs it very urgently.”
2 million? And a fifty-fifty split with a Tianhou? This was undoubtedly good news for Su Yu.
Clearly, Han Jiangxue’s cantonese song 《怎样》 this week has been extremely popular in the cantonese music scene, otherwise a Hong Kong Tianhou like Ye Mei wouldn't have actively sought out Su Yu for a song.
And a cantonese emotional song suitable for a woman to sing? He seemed to have a song in stock for that.
But if this song only sold for 2 million, it would be a bit of a loss!
