Following ChenJianhao, Lu Chen came to the reserved seating area on the upper floor of the bar.
Forget Grass Bar was rebuilt from an old warehouse. Because the floor height was close to seven meters, it was transformed into two floors. The middle area was left empty for the stage. The layout was very ingenious, making full use of the entire space.
Like most of the bars in Houhai, Forget Grass Bar had a reserved seating area. There were three wine tables. No matter how good the business was, they would always be empty waiting for VIPs who might not show up.
Because opening a bar and doing business, networking was very important. ChenJianhao originally had a wide range of friends. If a good friend or someone he couldn't offend suddenly came to his door, it would undoubtedly be very embarrassing when the bar was already full and there wasn't even a place to sit.
Therefore, there was the existence of the reserved seating area.
The people who came to buy songs from Lu Chen were able to sit in the reserved seating area, so they definitely weren't ordinary people.
Perhaps seeing that he was a little nervous, ChenJianhao whispered, "Don't worry, it's up to you whether you want to sell it or not. With me here, no one will deliberately make things difficult for you."
Lu Chen let out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, boss."
ChenJianhao was really a very good boss, although he was usually a little strict with people.
Two of the three wine tables in the reserved seating area were empty. The table near the iron fence was occupied by a man and a woman. The man was about 30 years old, wearing a suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His hair was neatly combed. At first glance, one could tell that he was the kind of elite in the workplace.
The woman was much younger. She was petite and had an eight out of ten appearance. She was dressed rather casually. She held a glass of wine in her hand and looked around curiously, as if everything in the bar was new to her.
"Manager Song, I've brought him over …"
ChenJianhao walked over with Lu Chen and said with a smile, "This is Lu Chen, Xiao Lu!"
The man in the suit waited until ChenJianhao walked in front of him before he stood up. A faint smile appeared on his face as he nodded at Lu Chen in a reserved manner.
The woman at the side hurriedly stood up, but she forgot to put down the wine glass, and as a result, some wine spilled out.
ChenJianhao introduced, "Xiao Lu, this is the Deputy General Manager of Light Rain Media, Mr. Song Xinwei, and this is the Assistant General Manager, Miss Dong Xuan."
Light Rain Media? Is it that the temperamental and tsundere Su Qingmei still hasn't given up?
Lu Chen thought to himself. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to the man in the suit. "Hello, Manager Song."
Song Xinwei shook hands with him. "Hello."
Lu Chen then extended his hand to Miss Dong Xuan. "Hello, Miss Dong."
Dong Xuan hurriedly shook his hand as well. She stuttered a little and said, "Hello, Lu Chen …"
Lu Chen smiled.
This Assistant General Manager was really too inexperienced. He was a complete newcomer to the workplace.
Of course, he didn't need to care whether or not he was qualified for the position of Assistant General Manager. After the formalities, everyone sat down at the table.
Song Xinwei went straight to the point and said, "Xiao Lu, the matter is like this. We came here tonight because of Director Su Qingmei's request. We want to buy the copyright of a song from you."
As he said this, he nodded at Dong Xuan. The latter immediately took out a few pieces of paper from her briefcase.
Song Xinwei continued, "Our company's legal department has confirmed that the copyright of the song called 'You Who Sat Next To Me' belongs to you. Therefore, we are willing to buy the copyright of the song at a high price. Please take a look at this contract."
Lu Chen calmly took the contract.
It was very easy for Light Rain Media to confirm the copyright of the song. They only needed to search through the "Greater China Music Library". Whether it was the song title, lyrics or music score, they could all be searched.
This was the authority and convenience of the "Greater China Music Library". Although the registration fee was very high, it could avoid any possible copyright disputes and save a lot of trouble.
As long as Lu Chen was willing, he could also complete the copyright transaction through the "Greater China Music Library".
But this was not the main point.
His eyes quickly scanned through the list of clauses on the contract and quickly locked onto the main point.
That was the price of the copyright. It was clearly written in black and white: ¥20000.00
Behind it was written a whole twenty thousand yuan.
Twenty thousand yuan!
When he first saw this price, Lu Chen was a little tempted.
He used to work two jobs, working more than 15 hours a day. The money he earned, after deducting his daily living expenses, was only enough to send home four to five thousand yuan a month.
But now, as long as he signed his name on the contract, he could easily take away twenty thousand yuan.
Most importantly, there were still countless good songs in his memory, so it really didn't matter if he sold one.
Across from Lu Chen, Song Xinwei keenly noticed the change in Lu Chen's expression through the thin resin lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes flashed with a trace of disdain.
If it wasn't for Su Qingmei's request, as the dignified deputy general manager of Light Rain Media, he wouldn't have personally brought people over to discuss a twenty thousand yuan contract with a kid who still smelled of his mother's milk.
Of course, twenty thousand yuan to the kid in front of him was a huge amount of money. He was probably dizzy.
Lucky kid!
However, Lu Chen didn't faint. After understanding the price, he began to carefully look at the other clauses.
The more he looked, the uglier his face became.
It was normal to give away the copyright of "You Who Sat Next To Me" other than the right of authorship. Lu Chen also approved of it. But why was he not allowed to continue singing this song in any public places?
In other words, after he sold the song, he couldn't even sing it in Forget Grass Bar?
Another clause was that Light Rain Media had priority over his works. Before the former confirmed to give up, he couldn't transfer his future works to a third party!
What a dog!
If Lu Chen didn't carefully look at the contract and hurriedly signed it, it was equivalent to being tied to the boat of Light Rain Media and losing the initiative of his own works.
Behind the high price temptation, there was indeed a trap.
Lu Chen understood and firmly returned the contract, "Sorry, I can't sign this contract."
He had said the same thing to Su Qingmei yesterday.
Song Xinwei was waiting for Lu Chen to sign. He didn't expect Lu Chen to refuse. He couldn't help but be stunned, "What?"
Lu Chen repeated the words.
This time, Song Xinwei finally understood. He felt humiliated. His face immediately changed, "Can I know why? Is it because of the price? "
"Then I think you should know that this price is impossible for others to give!"
In fact, Lu Chen understood this point.
The current era was no longer the 80's or 90's. The rise of the internet and the prevalence of piracy led to a great decline in the recording industry. Today's singers and celebrities were competing for fans and eyeballs. They crazily created all kinds of hype and used all kinds of methods to gain popularity. It was no longer the era when a best-selling record could make a fortune.
The status of pop music songwriters was naturally not as good as before.
Moreover, with the development of technology, even ordinary people could use "Singing Master" and similar software to compose songs. Big drop in the threshold of songwriting. The market was flooded with inferior third-rate works.
Amateur songwriters wrote a song that could still be sung. They didn't need to spend money to register it in "Greater China Music Library". As long as they uploaded it to a music website to prove their copyright, they would be willing to sell it for three hundred and five hundred yuan.
The price of a professional songwriter was much higher, but a song written by a newcomer or a third-rate songwriter would cost at most two or three thousand, and there would still be people who wanted it. Most of the time, no one would buy it even if it was at a discount.
Light Rain Media offered twenty thousand yuan to buy Lu Chen's "You Who Sat Next To Me". This was already the treatment of a famous artist!
One had to know that this was Lu Chen's first work. His work had yet to go through the test of the market.
That was why Song Xinwei was so annoyed. How could the newcomers these days not know the immensity of heaven and earth?
But Lu Chen didn't care about the price.
"The price isn't a problem …"
He said very seriously, "I'm willing to sell the copyright for twenty thousand yuan, but I can't agree to the other terms."
"You Who Sat Next To Me" was worth more than twenty thousand yuan. But Lu Chen considered the relationship between ChenJianhao and Su Qingmei. Plus he didn't want to offend a media company, so it didn't matter if he suffered a loss.
But the premise was that it was only limited to this song!
Song Xinwei understood LuChen's meaning, but his attitude did not change in the slightest. He sneered and said, "LittleLu, you have to think about it. Without these terms, would our company pay such a high price? Who do you think you are? Also, you still have the right to sign your name. This is a chance for you to become famous. You should know how to cherish it! "
He almost pointed at Lu Chen's nose and said, "You don't know what's good for you!"
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "Manager Song, I'm just a nobody. A big company like Light Rain Media really can't reach me. You should find someone else!"
If Su Qingmei were to hear his last two sentences, she would probably be seething with anger.
Lu Chen was also a person with a temper. His pride was hidden deep in his bones. Although he had bowed down because of the pressure of life, his knees were always firm!
After saying that, he stood up and nodded at Dong Xuan. Then, he said to ChenJianhao, "Boss, I'll go down first. I still have to go on stage later."
When Lu Chen and Song Xinwei were discussing, ChenJianhao didn't say anything. Now, he smiled and said, "You go, I'll stay here and accompany Manager Song for a few more drinks."
"Thank you boss!"
Lu Chen didn't look at Song Xinwei and directly left the reserved seating area.
Song Xinwei was so angry that he almost smashed his wine glass. He looked at ChenJianhao and said coldly, "Boss Chen, your partner really has a backbone. I've finally seen it today!"
"Haha, youngsters …"
ChenJianhao laughed and said, "They're all like this. Who hasn't been young before? Come, let's drink! "
How could Song Xinwei continue to drink? He felt an unprecedented sense of defeat.
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