"Fifty million?" Chen Yong blinked. He knew the other party would offer a high price, but he hadn't expected it to be this high. After all, in Shuangqing City, even songs by top producers couldn't necessarily sell for fifty million.
"Heh, this is my sincerity." Fan Jian was confident. He then looked at Lin Yanyu and smiled faintly, "If you can offer a higher price, I won't compete with you."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yanyu's pretty face turned cold. She could afford it, and easily. Just one phone call, and not just fifty million, but five hundred million could be produced. However, making that call would render her previous efforts a joke. She would once again be labeled as Lin Zhaoyang's daughter. If she didn't make the call and Fan Jian bought the copyright to 'Qing Hua Ci', with Xuandong Entertainment's methods, it wouldn't take long for them to promote a replacement for her. And she would still be frozen by the company, the outcome being the same. Was there truly no other way?
"Can I meet Tingyu?" she asked Chen Yong softly.
"Heh, it seems you can't afford it. What's the point of meeting Tingyu? The company decides on copyright sales. Mr. Chen, if you think this price is acceptable, let's sign the contract," Fan Jian smiled. Money could solve everything. Fifty million would make even a top producer tempted. He thought Tingyu was just a newcomer, talented but still too young for the market. He believed that as long as Xinghui's upper management wasn't foolish, they would have already locked Tingyu down with a contract. The matter of selling songs was up to the company, wasn't it?
"Heh, let's wait for Tingyu. When it comes to selling songs, we really don't have the final say." Unexpectedly, Chen Yong smiled mysteriously. He knew who the final copyright holder would be. But that wasn't his concern. What he was thinking about was how to fan the flames and further worsen the relationship between Xuandong Entertainment and Lin Yanyu. This way, he could poach Lin Yanyu without any effort.
"Why?" Fan Jian was stunned.
"Because his contract is a cooperation contract," Chen Yong continued.
"What??" He thought Xinghui had gone mad. For such a genius, they actually signed a cooperation contract instead of binding him tightly to the company. Of course, he wouldn't say these words out loud. After all, this was an industry-wide unspoken rule. Thinking of this, he glanced at Lin Yanyu discreetly. Seeing a flicker of joy in her eyes, he immediately sneered, "It seems you're still hoping Tingyu will give you the copyright."
Lin Yanyu turned her head away. She didn't want to waste any more words with Fan Jian after falling out with him.
"Heh, forgive me for speaking out of turn, but if I recall correctly, Miss Lin is an artist with your company, Xuandong, right?" Chen Yong knew his opportunity had arrived.
"That's right, but she's an uncooperative artist. We're all in the same industry, and we all know how to deal with such people." Uncontrolled by the company, even if they had immense potential, the company wouldn't allocate any resources to them.
"We're all in the same company, we can discuss things. I've heard about Miss Lin's situation. Although it has some impact on her career, the public opinion is being managed quite well, and she should become popular in the future." Chen Yong felt a lot more at ease hearing Fan Jian's words, and then subtly extended an olive branch. What he wanted was for Xuandong Entertainment to state its position, so that there would be no room for reconciliation between Lin Yanyu and Xuandong Entertainment. When Su Yu arrived later, he could leverage Su Yu's relationship with Lin Yanyu to openly poach her. As for whether Fan Jian would turn hostile, perhaps he would have cared in the past. Xinghui now was no longer that small city-level entertainment company. The backing they had allowed them to fear no competitor. This was Chen Yong's greatest confidence.
"The company has given her opportunities, but she didn't cherish them. However, I'm a practical person. Lin Yanyu, as long as you change your contract, we can pretend nothing has happened," Fan Jian shook his head. Having said all that, he stated his position directly. Lin Yanyu wasn't entirely useless to him, after all, she was the champion of 'The Voice'. Her commercial value was still there. As long as she signed the contract and bound herself to the company, she could still make money for them.
"Mr. Fan, we have different paths and cannot plan together. What we value is different, so further talk is futile." Lin Yanyu, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. She had completely lost hope in Xuandong Entertainment. This time, regardless of whether she could obtain the full copyright of 'Qing Hua Ci', she was prepared to leave the company. As for the breach of contract fees, she had signed a newcomer contract, and one or two million was manageable. At worst, she would start all over again. Chen Yong, at this moment, was overjoyed. He had finished his groundwork and was now waiting for Su Yu to enter and deliver the finishing blow. This way, he could complete the task assigned to him by the head office.
"Hmph, since you refuse to repent, then wait until I get the copyright for 'Qing Hua Ci', and you'll regret it," Fan Jian said angrily, letting out a cold hmph. If this wasn't Xinghui's territory, he would have already flown into a rage. Just then, the conference room door chimed.
"Excuse me, you probably won't be able to get the copyright for 'Qing Hua Ci' after all." Su Yu walked in, a lollipop in his mouth, hands in his pockets, a faint smile curling his lips. Behind him, Gong Juren's eyes flickered with excitement. "Brother Yu is finally going to show off," he muttered, leaning against the doorframe.
"Su Yu..." Lin Yanyu turned her head. Seeing Su Yu, her eyes instantly turned red. No matter how strong a girl was, she became very fragile in her boyfriend's presence. Lin Yanyu was no exception. When she was being bullied, Su Yu suddenly appeared. Even if he couldn't solve anything, she would be deeply touched.
"It's okay, I'm here." Su Yu came to her side, took her cold little hand, and gently pulled her into his embrace. Fan Jian came back to his senses and recognized Su Yu as the person Lin Yanyu had confessed to. He hadn't expected him to be in Xinghui's conference room. His expression gradually darkened, and he sneered, "Do you have a right to speak here? Can anyone just walk into Xinghui's conference room?"
"Of course, not everyone can come in, but I'm here now, and Mr. Chen hasn't kicked me out. Come on, use your imagination and guess why?" Su Yu's lips curved into a faint arc. His smile was filled with a subtle arrogance. This feeling made Su Yu pause. He had seen it in someone before, the aura of that lunatic from the opera gala. However, his feeling was much weaker than that lunatic's. Well, he thought, he should show off more in the future and cultivate this kind of manly aura.
"You... you are Tingyu!" Fan Jian glanced at the expressions of Chen Yong and Zhao Yuan, then suddenly widened his eyes and said in disbelief.
"That's right, I am Tingyu."