Chapter 15 Successful pursuit

Author: Fan Yitong

Chapter 15 Successful pursuit

Unlike the last time I met, I was a little haggard. Today, Sun Daqi's face undoubtedly improved a lot.

After the two of them greeted for a while, the engineer Yang Qi, who occasionally echoed a few words, turned on the portable computer, connected to the Internet cable, opened the "Yellow Pages" interface, and clicked the hyperlink to enter the company introduction link.

Jin Shang took it and checked it back and forth several times with the mouse, but found nothing new, and it was not much different from other advertising companies.

In addition to the introduction and annual public information, the Northern United Football Club page only has the phone number of the general manager's office and the youth training camp admission brochure that may not be able to communicate.

In the company category, it is labeled as "sports football". In this category, only Northern United can be found.

It can be considered that Lao Sun had a little intention, so he just took it to the bank to deposit money and gave a pot of oil, which was better than nothing.

Toyxi Culture has a lot more advertising pages, from the company's business scope, main business, business cooperation and personnel recruitment.

"Old Sun, I've tried my best."

Comparing it with other companies' pages, you can clearly feel that there is a big difference in the degree of refinement.

“If there is any place, we should provide satisfactory service to our customers.”

Due to normal business cooperation, Party A's feedback was good, and Sun Daqi and Yang Qi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the growing industry of the Internet, it is really not easy to find a high-quality customer.

Most of the young people who are truly interested in the illusory online world and have a little understanding of it either enjoy their youth in school or linger at the grassroots level of various units and enterprises, and have almost no say.

For example, Jin Shang, a second generation of "country bullies" who had formed a company to practice at a young age, had too few.

What's even more rare is that Jin Shang's posture is also a special exception. At least now, the grass-roots team will not fall for a while.

Next, Jin Shang took the opportunity to open the club's official website and the official website of the cultural company.

Unlike the secondary pages mounted under "Yellow Pages", the only official website belongs to your own, which is obviously much more complicated.

Today's browsers are still quite primitive, and you can only write some simple page information for the time being, and you can imagine how shabby it is.

In Jin Shang's eyes, there are only text forums divided into several large sections.

The football club homepage is down, and the most eye-catching are the "Latest News", "Schedule Results", "Standards", "Related Policies", "Interactive Message", "Other Sports", "Local Events", etc. The remaining corners that fill the blanks are nothing good.

In general, the amount of information is quite rich and the update is relatively timely.

The main business of Toyxi Culture is similar, that is, the amount of information is larger and the scope of coverage is wider.

Due to the technical level of software and hardware, no matter how good the idea is, it has to be broken in your stomach first.

"Just do it like this, solve the problems you have, and then solve the problems you have or not."

After setting the tone for this negotiation, Jin Shang said to Sun Daqi,

"Have you met Huang Yiyi from our company? I will ask her to contact your company if you have any needs in the future."

"Since that's the case, I don't know the follow-up payment..."

"60% of the commission is received before next weekend, agency service for three months, and then pay 20% and settle the remaining account before the end of the year."

"Xiao Jin is always happy! If you keep your promises as trusted as your company, there will be no more trouble."

"If you don't care about credibility, no one will play with me in the future."

Jin Shang responded half-truely.

Seeing that the Internet cafe business is making a lot of money, I have enough money to pay, so I don’t need to card to pay sooner or later.

After temporarily closing the matter, Jin Shang skillfully logged into the administrator account, entered the background, and edited a message.

"Spend a million to help upgrade!"

"According to a well-informed person who did not want to be named, the club owner's son Jin Shang, swears to spend a huge amount of money to introduce strong aid and promises to return the team to where they should be in three years."

After checking it, no typos were found, click Send.

Half a minute later, I don’t know which lucky fan was surfing the Internet saw this news and couldn’t help but shout excitedly, attracting a group of people around me to watch.

Sun Daqi, who saw Jin Shang's movements from beginning to end, looked at the noisy online communication area not far away, and then looked back at the free and easy Mr. Jin.

"I understand what timeliness is. Even if it is published in today's Evening News, it may not have such a big momentum."

"When you are in a group, you must pay special attention to emotional value. Competitive sports are originally an area that requires passion and venting. Football clubs themselves are not worth much money. The real value lies in these shocking fans."

What Jin Shang didn't say is that there is another field that is even worse than the fanaticism and persistence of competitive sports, that is, the entertainment industry that has also embarked on the fast track of development.

In terms of attracting attention, the influence of traffic stars in the Dacheng period is far from comparable to that of a relatively closed football circle.

Now, half a pound is a relatively decent profession, and entertainment stars are still under the influence of the dual public opinion of business and art.

...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the game ended, the Beijing North United Football Team ushered in a hearty victory. The 4-0 score was enough to satisfy the enthusiastic home fans.

Sun Daqi left in an urgent matter just halfway through the second half. Li Xuan was preparing for the final graduation defense, while Jin Shang and the stranded He Laoxi were waiting for the loyal fans, watching the players circling around the field to thank them.

After a burst of cheers, the player coach went to prepare for the post-match press conference. He Laoxi, who cheered for most of the game, held Jin Shang's hand and asked:

"Some people say, you want to invest money to sign up, isn't it true?"

"I'm not too lazy to ask someone. If you want to know, I'll just find out."

Pull the old man closer and whisper,

"The money must be invested, and it's hard to say how much it is. You have to be considerate of the team. In the third-level club, good players may not be willing to join. Those who are willing to join are all ungrateful wolves who come for money. Are you willing to?"

"This is much more comfortable than Lao Jin. He talks about signings every year, but in the end he is only his own children. It's just thunder and rain, and the land is deserted."

He Laoxi is not an unreasonable person. As competitive football, money is very important, and the quality of the platform must also be considered. A powerful player who has reduced his own value to the North of Beijing may have any trouble.

"Anyway, I won it very happily today. Your boy's suona is also playing a bit, but suddenly he got it?"

"It's not that I'm enlightened, but that the baby suona in my hand is amazing."

"What kind of modesty is this? It's inexplicable."

It is obvious that he is telling the truth, but no one believes it, and Jin Shang is too lazy to explain too much.

"By the way, what you said last time, why is there no following when writing the lyrics for the General Order?"

"Aren't you just looking for you for this matter today? He Laoxi, without the golden suona, I always feel that it's a little bit bad. When are you free to find a few familiar drums, pipa, flute, etc. to accompany you?"

"When? Now, young people, do things with decisiveness, what should I drag you? You wait..."

As he spoke, Old Xi, hurriedly invited a few of the fans to stay with them with their instruments and prepared to follow Jin Shang to try it out together.

After much persuasion, Jin Shang asked them to slow down a little. After going to dinner together, they found a reliable recording studio nearby through Nan Dabiao's relationship.

When we arrived, it was already seven o'clock and it was getting dark. Jin Shang, who was only following Huang Yiyi, was also a little worried. Can the few old men who had consumed a lot of physical strength in the stadium stands still survive?

Fortunately, after Kim Sang took out the lyrics and songs of "Men Should Be Self-reliant", he played them several times, and everyone became interested and didn't feel it was hard.

Nan Dabiao, who arrived one step later, greeted the recording studio owner and pulled Jin Shang aside.

"Xiao Shang, do you want to find a master arrangement? I think this song "Men Should Strengthen Self-Enhancing" is of great quality. Although the song cannot escape the stubbornness of "General Order", the lyrics are indeed first-class. If you work well, it will become popular."

"I know, Uncle Da Biao! Today is not suitable. It's too urgent. Let He Laoxi and others get familiar with each other first, record a sample, register the copyright, and then consider the follow-up."

While talking, Jin Shang looked at the old men practicing enthusiastically.

"This is a cheering song to be tied to the club's fans. If it becomes popular, it will be of great benefit to me."

"Okay. If you have any need, please contact us in time. By the way, I sent three different scripts to your company yesterday. Did you receive them?"

"It should be still in Uncle Zheng's hands, wait for me to go back and ask."

There are not many things now, but there are few people in the company. Generally speaking, everyone is still very busy.

After a few greetings with Nan Dabiao, Jin Shang politely declined the request to go out for a drink.

"Uncle Dabiao, I am going to make trouble here with a group of older men. If something goes wrong, it's hard to explain. Forget it today, let's just say another day. If you have time, please call Uncle Zheng to chat with me."

"OK."

Nan Dabiao stepped forward and greeted everyone he knew and didn't know, and settled the bill for Jin Shang, and left.

Next, Jin Shang instructed Huang Yiyi to go to the nearby area to buy some drinks and snacks, and then walked into the recording studio.

"How about He Laoxi?"

"The arrangement is OK, the lyrics are too white, and in general, it's okay."

A not-too-polite evaluation made a bald man bearded and ruthlessly expose the short track:

"Who said just now that this word is easy to write, easy to learn and sing, is suitable for everyone to cheer together?"

"Shut up and play the flute well, don't meddle in other people's business."

The embarrassed and annoyed He Laoxi put the wrinkled lyrics and music on the desk and turned to Jin Shang and said,

"What were you planning?"

Jin Shang replied:
To be continued...