MTL - Becoming a Global Superstar Starting as an Idol Trainee-Chapter 495 I don't kill Boren, but Buren died because of me.

Thursday night.

There was a heavy rain during the day, and the temperature plummeted. When Chen Minhao returned to the studio from the North Shadow, the sky was dark.

He just walked into the door of the studio and saw the members of the studio follow up on the follow-up of the tickets for the concert yesterday.

"You can confirm this data again and make sure it is accurate."

“Someone contacted the customer service and said: Alipay deducted the money, but the page showed no payment success. What should we do?”

"Wait for Weibo's copywriting needs to be confirmed three times."

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After Chen Minxi smiled and said hello to everyone, he quickly walked to his office.

He first turned on the computer, then took out the iPad from his school bag, found a cult movie, and clicked to play.

Today's homework of "The Study of Formal Language in Film Performance" is to complete the analysis of a cult film.

Although the teacher said that it would be possible to send him to his mailbox before next Thursday, but Chen Minhao did not catch up late. Anything that must be done sooner or later will be completed as soon as possible.

While watching the movie, Chen Minyi used his computer to record his thoughts.

Suddenly knocking on the door sounded.

Chen Minhao clicked on the suspension and then shouted: "Please come in."

Kang returned wearing a light gray suit and wore a pair of black shallow-heeled shoes on his feet, but the lady's cosmetics could not cover the dark circles of her eyes and the burnout on her face.

After Kang Hui pushed the door in, he saw Chen Minxi sitting in the boss's chair, and the iPad's screen stayed in a picture of the movie.

Kang returned directly to the chair and sat down: "We are busy and busy outside, are you hiding in the office and watching movies?"

Chen Minqi stood up, his left hand pressed the display base, and the upper right pushed the display, letting the screen go back to Kang, saying: "I am writing a movie analysis, this is today's homework."

Kang Huishu breathed a sigh of relief: "I am really busy with the riots today. I am synchronizing the current data with you. The channel for purchasing ordinary tickets just by lottery has also been closed. The number of ordinary tickets has exceeded. 1.71 million. That is to say, the winning rate of the lottery is almost one in fifty."

Chen Minhao nodded and said: "Okay, hard work."

"As for the case of the fan ticket and the welfare ticket, you should know it? It was all robbed within 3 minutes yesterday." Kang returned with his finger on the table and continued: "If you count the unpaid ordinary ticket Ticket income, then the pre-tax income of your Kyoto Bird's Nest concert tickets is about 55 million."

Chen Minyi grinned: "So much?"

Kang Hui smiled and said: "Before you have counted it, in fact, we let the profit to the fans, it seems to have lost a lot of money. But because we do not have the ticket company this middleman to make the difference, plus no free tickets, singing Every seat in the meeting can be sold in real money, so we have to make more money than the average singer."

"So what do you mean by the ticketing company and the ox?" Chen Minyi asked himself: "Do you want fans to spend more and let the singers make less money?"

"Hey, I guess you created this first river. Other singers may be active in their thinking. The calendar of the ticketing company is not good." Kang returned with a sip of water and asked jokingly:

"But about 10 million of them are the income of welfare tickets. You promised to donate to the orphanage. Ten million? Are you willing?"

Chen Minxi said seriously: "Poor is the only one, and the best is the world. I counted, the cost of concerts and various taxes is about 16 million. Even if I donate 10 million, I still have 30 million. The concert was only 3 hours, optimistic, this is equivalent to I donated 1 hour of income."

Kang returned nodded and asked: "How to deal with the ten million yuan of welfare tickets? Directly to the Red Cross to donate, or do we set up a foundation to operate this?"

Chen Minxi recalled the memory of past lives in the orphanage and said: "We set up a foundation to run the money, because I want to know where every penny is spent."

Kang Hui asked: "Would we like to find a Neo (non-governmental organization) experienced person to operate?"

Chen Minhao shook his head: "I am very busy with you, and I will not put a lot of energy into this foundation. So I am not at ease with finding new people to operate. Or let Xiaoshuang take care of this matter."

Kang Hui is somewhat hesitant: "Small frost is now a very heavy burden for fans to operate. I am worried that she can't spare time and energy to run the foundation."

Chen Minjun said: "The basic work of fan operations can let other people do it. Xiaoshuang is responsible for the customs. Kang sister, what do you think?"

"Of course I have no opinion." Kang returned to teasing: "But don't worry about other people, you can rest assured that Xiaoshuang."

Chen Minhao smiled and said: "What is the background of Xiaoshuang's father? You don't know, it's a real local tyrant. When we had a studio with no shadow, he dared to invest tens of millions. So Xiaoshuang certainly can't look at this. Ten million, even if a billion is placed in front of her, she will not be corrupt, I am very relieved."

Kang Hui felt that Chen Min's analysis was very reasonable. She could not find any reason for rebuttal.

After Kang returned from the office, Chen Min licked his own temple. After unlocking the screen, he dragged the progress bar forward. The idea just was interrupted. Now I need to go back and watch the movie again.

Just as Chen Minxi was addicted to the story of the movie, the knocking on the door sounded again.

After entering the door, Si Ruo asked directly: "Do we have plans to undertake concerts of other singers in the future?"

Chen Min stunned and asked: "Is there a singer who has contacted us now?"

Si Ruoyi nodded: "I will show you a video."

She took out her mobile phone and found a pre-collected video for Chen Minwei.

This is the interview video of Yao Yiyi. Si Ruoyi slides the progress bar with his finger and drags it forward. The reporter asked Yao Yiyi: "How do you think about Chen Min's concert ticket sales model?"

Yao Yiyi was a fierce exaggeration, and he simply compared Chen Minjun’s behavior to an open-minded move. Finally, he indicated that he intends to find Chen Minjun’s company to undertake his next concert.

In the face of Yao Yiyi’s praise, Chen Min’s face does not change his color.

Si Ruojun continued: "Yao Yiyi's agent came to me today and expressed the same meaning. In addition, there are several singer agents who ask, but the intention is not as strong as Yao Yiyi."

Si Ruo paused and whispered: "Several singers said that if you can write a song for them, they must find us to undertake the concert."

Chen Minxi asked: "What do you think about this?"

Si Ruojun was not sure about Chen Minxi’s idea, but she said firmly: “Perhaps this is an opportunity for us to change the industry of the concert. For this opportunity, you can give them some songs that you can’t read. These singers say As long as it is your song, they can, they don't pick."

Chen Minxi thought about it and said: "At present, your energy is all on my concert. After my concert is over, our company can also accept some singers' concerts."

The joy of Si Ruoyi was overwhelming, and excitedly said: "I will work hard to make our company the largest concert company in China."

Chen Minjun said: "But it is very clear that I will not write songs for them for this reason. I can't use my songs in exchange for the opportunity for other singers to cooperate with us."

"And I think you are too optimistic." Chen Minyi glanced at her with a cold eye and continued: "The concert industry did not match me, so I had to change the industry of the concert. But this industry can not rely on a model. Be the ultimate winner."

After Chen Minzhen stood up, he said with a strong heart: "The business model without financial and technical barriers is the best imitated in the business world. What we do is not technically and difficult, as long as the companies in the concert industry realize that this is The trend of the times, they will definitely make changes in order to survive."

The smile on Si Ruo's face gradually disappeared.

Chen Minjun continued to strike: "When everyone's business model is the same, it has become a time to fight for operational ability and networking. Do you still think we can become the largest concert company in China?"

Si Ruojun did not bow his head and did not speak. Chen Minxi’s words hurt her heart.

But unfortunately, Chen Minxi said it is still true.

Si Ruoyi finally left Chen Minxi’s office silently. When she went home on the way through the coffee shop at the door of Chen Min's school, she suddenly thought: When Chen Minxi and I met at the coffee shop, he did not say this to me!

Chen Minxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, overlooking the night view of the West Third Ring Road in Kyoto.

He knew that the words just made him a little embarrassed, but he did it on purpose.

Si Ruojun worked hard in the society for many years. Although she now worships herself, she has a big heart and she must beat her to avoid her future.

Before he said to Chen Ruoxi: "You have experience, I have resources." He did not forget this sentence. He just hoped that he would understand that his resources were more valuable than her experience. And his resources are definitely not to write songs to other singers.

Chen Minhao looked up at the moon in the sky, and he thought that today's moon is particularly beautiful.

He did not have the heart to appreciate the moon, and sighed, thinking:

"After the business model of the concert industry changes, the scalper in the concert industry should be much harder than it is now.

My initial heart is just to see but the mode of the concert is now, the scalper party can only be regarded as a fish. I don't kill Boren, but Buren is killed by me! ”

After a minute of silence for the scalper party, Chen Minjun returned to the computer and continued to do his own work on the "Speech Performance Body Language Study".