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104: Chapter 14 Phone Leak?
Thinking of this, Chen Shaoping said solemnly, "I can see that Ms. Huang truly loves this song. In that case, I naturally want to help you fulfill your wish."
"I'll give you the performance rights, with a 70/30 split of the proceeds in my favor."
He spoke firmly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.
Heavenly Queen Huang Manni stopped smiling; Chen Shaoping's condition was practically harsh.
From her position, she wasn't actually that desperate for songs to sing.
In fact, many songwriters would proactively offer her their songs, and she would still turn them down.
Nowadays, it was all too easy for her to make a song a hit.
As long as a song became popular after being sung by a Heavenly Queen,
the songwriter's value would surely skyrocket alongside it.
But clearly, Chen Shaoping was not that kind of songwriter.
From the release of his first song, 'the only one', to the current 'the moon fills the west tower',
in just over a month, he had already released many songs in succession.
He was not only prolific but also produced high-quality work.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the King of Grinding.
Songs written by a songwriter like him naturally had no shortage of people wanting to sing them.
Since she was the one coming to his door to ask for a favor, it was reasonable for his demands to be a bit higher.
"Teacher Young Master Ping, with this condition, I'm basically working for you. Can't you give a little more?"
"Ms. Huang, how can you call it working for me? The proceeds will just be a bit lower, but I can guarantee they won't be small."
The smile on Chen Shaoping's face remained unchanged, but it gave off the feeling that he might turn cold at any moment.
After thinking for a moment, Heavenly Queen Huang Manni said seriously,
"Fine, but I have one condition."
"You must not leak this profit-sharing arrangement; this clause must be written into the contract."
"Whichever party breaches the contract will be held responsible as per the contract's requirements."
Chen Shaoping stood up and extended his right hand with a gentle smile.
"Pleasure doing business with you!"
"Pleasure doing business with you!"
As Heavenly Queen Huang Manni and Li Qian reached the office door, she suddenly turned back and said,
"Teacher Young Master Ping, when I'm recording the song, could you please be there to give me some guidance?"
"That's easy, no problem!"
She suddenly gave a soft laugh. "Teacher Young Master Ping, working with you is even more ruthless than working with a capitalist; you're skinning me and sucking the marrow from my bones."
Chen Shaoping was speechless and could only give an awkward, cold snort.
He muttered to himself: I don't like skinning people; I like undressing them—especially that inner layer.
After the two left, Chen Shaoping settled down again to focus on organizing the evidence.
Xu Kun's actions, such as sleeping with fans and getting them pregnant only to ignore them, were merely moral corruption at best.
At most, it would cost him some money and cause setbacks in his career.
But there would still be brain-dead fans supporting him, so it wouldn't deal him a truly heavy, substantial blow.
Therefore, while organizing the evidence, Chen Shaoping made the evidence of Xu Kun's tax evasion the clearest.
He made eye-catching marks in many places.
[Ding! Host has completed one piece of intelligence, gaining 5 paparazzi points.]
[Host possesses paparazzi points: 42.]
[Ding! Host has completed one piece of intelligence, gaining 5 paparazzi points.]
[Host possesses paparazzi points: 47.]
Just as Chen Shaoping finished organizing the evidence, he received two notification sounds from the system.
It seemed the contract with Heavenly Queen Huang Manni had been signed.
The contract with Xiao Qi was also signed.
Just then, there was another knock at the door.
Li Qian led Xiao Qi inside.
"Da Ping, Xiao Qi has finished signing the contract. What are your arrangements?"
Chen Shaoping smiled and stared intently at Li Qian.
Feeling embarrassed by his gaze, Li Qian looked herself up and down.
"What is it, Da Ping? Is there something wrong with my clothes?"
"If you want a song, just say so. Don't ask me about 'arrangements'."
"Hmph!"
Chen Shaoping gave a cold snort.
Li Qian suddenly felt an urge to strangle Chen Shaoping. "I'm doing this out of respect for you, and you're still not satisfied?"
"Fine, I'll be more direct in the future. Just don't say I'm being out of line."
"No problem."
Chen Shaoping continuously searched through the System Mall for songs and finally selected two.
[Host spent 2 paparazzi points to exchange for the songs 'Too Softhearted' and 'the girl across the way look over here'.]
[Host possesses paparazzi points: 45.]
"Sister Qian, I prepared the songs long ago. I've already sent them to you."
Chen Shaoping sent the songs to Li Qian and then said to Xiao Qi,
"Xiao Qi, hurry up and get the songs recorded."
"Sister Qian, unless there's a special reason, let's release our company's songs as soon as they're recorded from now on. How about it?"
Li Qian thought about it, feeling a bit worried.
At the same time, her desire to form a Composition Department grew even stronger.
If all else failed, she would go to the universities to see if she could scout a few decent students.
"As long as you have songs, it's fine."
"Then it's settled."
When Li Qian and Xiao Qi left, it was only 12:01.
Chen Shaoping felt like there was nothing left to do, so he dozed off in his chair.
Meanwhile,
at the General Manager's office of Tiantian Media.
Xu Jie's face was dark. To this day, the company still hadn't been able to contact Xu Kun.
He picked up the phone, scrolled to a name called Dong Yun, and dialed.
The call was quickly connected.
A woman's voice came from the other side, though it sounded thick with the scent of gunpowder.
"What wind blew you here today? General Manager Xu actually has time to call me."
Xu Jie responded with a smile, completely lacking the majesty he showed during meetings.
"Sister Yun, look at what you're saying. I was just afraid of disturbing you."
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm busy and have no time for chitchat. Tell me what's going on quickly."
"I want to know the information for the Qingbo account 'Shao Ping'."
"What, are you scared? Can't you just manage your own artists a bit better?"
Dong Yun's tone was very unpleasant, carrying a condescending feel.
"Don't just stand there making snide remarks. Just tell me if you'll give it to me or not," Xu Jie said, toughening his stance.
The other side was silent for a while before saying,
"I can only give you the phone number. Don't even think about any other detailed information."
"Doing something like this that cuts at the company's foundations is a first and a last."
"Fine."
...
Meanwhile, Xu Kun was currently accompanying five female fans on a hike up Fragrant Hills.
Originally, he was extremely reluctant, but several of the girls had insisted.
He had no choice but to make a slight compromise.
After overexerting himself today, his legs were constantly shaking as he climbed the mountain, and he was feeling weak.
Although he had gained immense physical and psychological satisfaction, having tasted their depths and flavors,
he would need to get some good nourishment next.
On the other side,
Chen Shaoping had just dozed off when his phone rang.
In a daze, he took out his phone and answered it.
"Hello, who is this?"
His voice was thick with sleepiness.
"Hello, Shao Ping."
"I am Manager Cai of the Artist Department of Tiantian Entertainment Media Company."
"Sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to ask specifically who the top star with the surname X that you're about to expose is?"
"If it's an artist from our company, we are willing to pay to buy what you have in your hands."
"What do you think..."
Manager Cai spoke very politely, giving Shao Ping plenty of face, almost unlike a manager of a large company.
General Manager Xu Jie sat in the chair next to him, listening to Manager Cai make the call.
Chen Shaoping felt as if he'd been struck by an electric current; he was instantly jolted awake, and not a trace of sleepiness remained.
His mind raced, wondering which part of the process had exposed him.