"Qian Duoduo's fee for licensing four songs is 8 million. The royalties for all the songs released on the Forget Music platform in August are around 2 million. The full amount is only 10 million. It won't work!"
Ignoring what happened in Hongyuan, Chen Mo sat in the study, feeling a little worried.
Qian Duoduo was right, he had great ambitions, but now he found that his ability was not worthy of such great ambitions. It was still far from enough.
But even if the scope of Xingluo Entertainment is narrowed down to music, film and television for the time being, 10 million is far from enough.
Of course, he could temporarily set up a small studio, but it would not be able to withstand too many storms, and its development would be slow and unable to meet his planned expectations.
Many people have approached him these days to invite him to sing, but he has declined them all.
In his opinion, these people who invited him to sing were not worthy of his songs. No, they were probably not worthy of the songs included in the entertainment gift package. It was easy for him to get the songs in the gift package, but he would also be responsible for these high-quality songs. Otherwise, he would feel even more guilty and always feel sorry for the person on earth who has the same name as him.
But those who he thinks are worthy of the entertainment gift package songs will not take the initiative to ask him to sing for the time being. Without him, he is not famous enough to attract their attention.
Now he has some regrets, regretting using all the soundtracks of "Journey to the West" as an investment.
Otherwise, with the more than 40 million, it would be enough to establish an entertainment company including music, film and television.
The current entertainment gift package includes a lot of songs, as well as a TV series script and a movie script, but Chen Mo plans to keep these two scripts for himself.
The remaining poems cannot be used for the time being, and the only ones that can be used are the variety shows that were unlocked a long time ago.
""Sound on the Scene", I'm sorry!"
Finally, Chen Mo made the decision to sell the variety show.
It's not because he doesn't like this variety show, but because he has no choice. He can sell songs, but with Chen Mo's current reputation, a song worth 500,000 yuan is already as high as the sky. Besides, there is still a choice to sell songs.
The reputation of the entertainment sniper is better, but he has decided to keep this identity pure, just for sniping.
At this moment, Shen Xingluo ran into the study and climbed directly onto Chen Mo's lap. Looking at the royalty income interface on the computer screen, he asked crisply: "Dad, are you raising funds for the establishment of Luoluo Entertainment?"
"It's Xingluo Entertainment, what's wrong?"
Chen Mo pinched his daughter's nose angrily, and as soon as the small lips touched, it became Luo Luo Wen's entertainment.
The little girl bit her finger and thought for a moment: "Keke, Dad, you don't have enough funds, Luoluo can invest!"
"Investment? You little clever guy, the company hasn't even been established yet, and you want to make daddy's money?"
"Dad's money is my money. You even use Luoluo's name for your company, hum! I haven't asked for the name usage fee yet!"
Seeing his daughter's arrogant look, Chen Mo smiled and said nothing.
Because what the little girl said is right, isn't his money his daughter's money? Moreover, when he was considering the name of the company, he thought that if the company grew, he would have to leave it to his daughter to take care of it when he retired.
"Then Luoluo, how much can you invest in your father's company?"
"Let me do the math!" Shen Xingluo said as he tugged his fingers and muttered, "After buying the car, I still had more than three million yuan left. After "Journey to the West" was completed, the royalties for August were more than five million yuan. In addition, "Buddha Is the Tao" also received more than one million yuan in royalties in August!"
After finishing the calculation, she looked up at Chen Mo: "Dad, Luoluo can invest about 10 million."
Hearing this, Chen Mo froze in his chair. In the end, he was not as rich as his daughter, and this did not include the copyright income from the adaptation of "Journey to the West" into a TV series.
"But if you invest all your money in dad's company, then you will have no money."
"Don't be afraid, Luo Luo. Dad's money is Luo Luo's money, and Luo Luo's money is also dad's money, as well as mom's!" The little girl is not afraid at all. Besides, the money is really her father's.
Chen Mo nodded with a smile and did not refuse his daughter's investment.
Adding these ten million, he now has about twenty million in funds at his disposal. If "Sound on the Scene" can get a good price, it will barely be enough to start Xingluo Entertainment, which only has songs, music, and movies.
"How about dad giving you 30% of the shares?"
"I'll give you as much as Dad says, as long as I can help Dad!"
From the beginning, she only wanted to help her father, so she didn't care about the shares. Anyway, her father would definitely not treat his daughter badly.
Chen Mo smiled and rubbed his daughter's face: "Then 30%, but you are still young, so let your mother help you manage the 30% shares first!"
"Okay! Then dad is the boss of the company and mom is the boss wife of the company!"
Before they finished writing the horoscope, the father and daughter had already begun to fantasize about it. If outsiders knew about it, they would probably laugh out loud.
Now that he had made up his mind, Chen Mo no longer hesitated.
At this time, Li Mingzhu was watching TV on the sofa. When she saw the former walking out with Shen Xingluo in his arms, she quickly stood up and asked with a smile: "Brother Chen Mo, are you going out to eat at noon today or... or are you cooking?"
"I mean, Xiaozhu, Sister Lan asked you to stay as my assistant temporarily. Are you just waiting for me to cook for you?"
"Brother Chen Mo, the food you cook is so delicious!"
Giving Li Mingzhu a roll of his eyes, Chen Mo put Shen Xingluo on the sofa and turned towards the kitchen: "By the way, Xiaozhu, ask Sister Lan if he knows the contact information of the director of Yancheng TV station, um, Also ask for the contact information of the persons in charge of several major online video platforms.”
"Ah! Brother Chen Mo, have you done anything else?"
"You need to ask me questions first, and then I'll tell you. I haven't even written my horoscope yet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.
…
In a garden in southern Jiangsu Province, Xie Lan hung up the phone and frowned slightly.
Shen Qingrou, who was resting next to her after filming, asked:
"What's wrong, Sister Lan? It was Xiaozhu who called just now. Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing. Xiaozhu asked me if I knew the contact information of the director of Yancheng TV station and the heads of several major online video platforms. He said that Chen Mo was in need."
Xie Lan was a little confused about what Chen Mo wanted to do.
Naturally, Shen Qingrou couldn't understand after hearing this. Whether it was a TV station or an online video platform, it was all related to video and film. But if Chen Mo wanted to film, he should look for a director who had a script in hand.
However, she didn't think too much about it and said: "Sister Lan, I remember that you have some friendship with the boss of Yancheng TV station, and you have contacted Mr. Zhao of Yunxiao Video Platform several times. Since he needs it, just tell him. "
"No, he has started to debut now. I am his manager, so I have to ask!"
However, Xie Lan shook his head and directly found Chen Mo's phone number and called him.
(To be continued!)
