There are many outrageous things in this world.

Some people broke up just because they said the word "divided".

Some people only said the word "demolition" and were taken into a place that they never thought they would enter in this life.

After two months of interrogation, the village woman even ran to the neighbor's field when she was 8 years old and ruined several cotton flowers, but she still did not get the trust of Yousi.

Although the neighbor's cotton was innocent, the village woman thought she was even more innocent. At first she even thought that this was the "village tyrant" who was always thorny.

She planned to learn from the loyal and unyielding martyrs and swear not to bow her head until the person on the opposite side pounded the table and shouted at her:

"Do you know what the place you want to demolish is? Why didn't you say that you demolished the Hero Monument?"

Only then did she realize what stupid thing she had done and what kind of person she had offended.

After dreaming at midnight, she suddenly had a cold sweat, dreaming that her ancestor pointed at her nose and scolded her, and even her grandson who was still wearing open-crotch pants threw mud at her.

However, what she didn't know was that because of this sentence, she stayed here for two more months. Because people were afraid that she would go out and talk nonsense, they would be able to eat and drink until the popularity came out before they could bring her home.

The black-faced man who coaxed her over was not so easy to talk to. This man really collected the money.

He explained step by step when he received 1,500 yuan from whose money, what kind of instructions he accepted, and who he gathered.

After he confessed all his confessions, it caused a sensation from Yousi. All these evidences pointed to a man called "Secretary Gao".

When the Secretary was excited and set out to arrest Secretary Gao, Secretary Gao was reporting to the respected "that person" at Aihua Company.

"...so, actually, the high-profile interference in "Poetic Life" made our stocks rise by 1.5 points?" The man was sitting on the sofa, holding a pipe in his hand.

He sat in the dark, with a "godfather" look, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"It mainly boosted the confidence of major shareholders," said Secretary Gao. "In addition, the potential of the music private library has also been estimated. If signed successfully, the five-year return is estimated to reach 46 million."

"The question is, can it be won?"

"Yes. People have legs, they can run, but the house has no long legs."

Secretary Gao's face smiled and said, "I have nine ways to win, nine."

"Not bad." The person nodded, "What is important is not how much you can earn in the past five years, the focus is on subsequent operations."

He stretched out his hands, gestured in the air, and said, "Think about it, we will build this place into an authoritative music base or an award-oriented place. Will it be equivalent to a ranking or a Golden Melody Award in the future?"

"Hiss-what do you mean?"

Secretary Gao widened his eyes and gasped.

This imaginative imagination made him feel that his mind suddenly opened up.

"This is the palace of real musicians," the one emphasized, "we can instill concepts into the public in this way. As long as the music is placed in it, it is real palace-level music."

"No matter how much you win the Golden Melody Award, as long as you don't enter this music private library, you are not a real musician."

"And once you move into this private collection, you will become the most dazzling star in the world like Pink Floyd and like the Beatles, and you will be the one who can write history."

"Think about it, what level of voice is this?"

Secretary Gao gave a thumbs up.

"In other words, our artists should 'invite' their music to train any one?"

"Yes," said the man, "you're enlightened."

"A selection is performed once a year, and you can hold an event there, with 5 places a year..."

"No." The person sitting in the chair denied him, "There is a maximum of one place per year, just like the Nobel Prize."

"Yes, just like the Nobel Prize, there is a maximum of one place per year. From now on, this will be the Nobel Prize in the music industry."

"Don't be too greedy, just keep a steady stream of water," said the one. "Remember the Golden Melody Award? It's hard to get it, but they're too greedy and fishing out of the waters. After only two years, no one has paid attention to it."

"Yes." Secretary Gao was sweating.

Every prize is money, who doesn’t love the money you get?

So after winning the Golden Melody Award, 6 awards turned into 12 awards. After the promotion, the artist charged money from other entertainment companies.

They didn't expect that the award, which had a good reputation, could not deceive the audience in just two years, and soon no one paid attention to it, wasting their investment at that time.

"The music private collection will not become a cool door award like the Golden Melody Awards," said Secretary Gao. "It also has Pink Floyd in it, so we will bind them to the private collection. As long as they don't collapse the house, the private collection will not be cold."

"This private collection can be built into a complex," the man continued. "There are both online and offline, and paid music is available online, and the theme park is available offline. The award ceremony is held every year. The scale can be larger. Don't be afraid of investment. How much investment can be recovered."

"Indeed." Secretary Gao nodded.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was bold, crazy, and imaginative, and great!

In a sense, they are the right to speak. They can make so many celebrity artists famous by relying on the ability to create stars who can say who can do it.

Now this music private library has emerged, and it has soared into the sky with "Poetic Life". With Cui Dayou, Jiang Xinhai and others, its reputation has suddenly reached its peak...

Only this person can see the essence behind it - it is a music award that can be firmly controlled in his hands!

Who else can be closer to the title of "tea-level music" than a real music hall?

Thinking of this, his thumb shape became harder than the one he came out:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Leadership has great opinions, you are the real far-sighted vision!"

The one gently exhaled a smoke ring.

He was completely unsatisfied with his subordinates' flattery - if it weren't for him, where would Aihua come from?

It can be said that everything from the following people is given by themselves.

No matter how you blow, it is not an exaggeration.

"I was wrong," Secretary Gao said sincerely, "the development method I had conceived before was to collect tickets like a theme park. After hearing your idea, I realized that our previous ideas were too incompetent."

"Yes," said the man, "that's why I said, please make sure you take down this private music library. We can ignore it. The museum must be obtained."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ringtone rang, and the man put down his pipe and picked up his cell phone.

"Hello."

"It's me."

"What's wrong?"

"……oh?"

He stood up, walked away from Secretary Gao, and started talking to the phone in a low voice.

"Ah?... OK, I don't know either?"

"You calm down...I'm really not to JX..."

"What's wrong with him?...Not it? I really don't dare, really don't dare, what are you saying..."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Secretary Gao.

His eyes were filled with wanting to speak but stopped.

"Leader?" Secretary Gao said something, when the leader's cell phone rang again.

"It's so ashamed... Yes, yes... This is really..."

"Don't interfere?...It's really nothing..."

"Treason?! Where does this start?!"

"I really didn't want to ban JX!"

After hanging up the phone, the person walked to Secretary Gao with a pale face.

Secretary Gao then realized that the person who had always been tall in his heart, holding the pipe, was shaking a little violently.

"Secretary Gao," the one sucked into the pipe, "Can you please tell me what you did?"

...

On the other end of the continent, a gossip spread from top to bottom and soon the city was filled with wind and rain.

JX is going back to Europe.

Originally, the email sent in the group was only sent to a country, but I don’t know why. Soon, countries like Belgium and Liechtenstein knew about it.

Of course, there is no too profound secret in this, but everyone has an intelligence agency and they all regard this email that seems to be complaining as the highest priority information.

So soon, "JX complained about the difficulty of releasing music in China, and those 20 records of the legend have not been released yet" became a topic of conversation among people in the circle again.

It is said that the princess and dukes of the British royal family all started arguing about this.

When people talk about this, they always have a little gloating and full of the pleasure of revenge: JX, JX, do you have today too?

At the same time, he also has some contempt for the Chinese music circle - if he has some musical literacy and insight, he will not be able to let JX go.

If it were "our country" (there were seventeen or eighteen options depending on the location of the speaker), music of JX would have long been designated as a national unified parent-education music, which would be played every day from elementary school to junior high school. Ten years later, the national music quality will be improved to a new level and dominate the world in the cultural field.

Where is China? What is China's music company doing? What are you doing!

The old scholars from the Vienna Academy were even more happy about this matter, but when they looked back and looked at the list in their hands, they were frowning again.

Nothing else, just for all the music in JX-20 records that have been famous in history. If you want to move to the Grand Theater, there must be a Chinese among the performers.
To be continued...