Taking advantage of the time of serving the dishes, Yang Ning took out a contract of up to twenty pages from her bag and handed it to Fang Jing.

"Take it back and see it clearly, sign it with me within three days. It is best to find a lawyer to help explain it. You can also ask me if you don't understand."

The dense regulations made the scene hurt, and he couldn't understand many professional terms, "Sister Yang, I believe you."

Before Yang Ning could speak, Fang Jing continued, "Just tell me the key points directly, and just have some other things to pay attention to."

"Okay!" Yang Ning had no choice but to nod, "I won't say the benefits of resources, I'm writing clearly."

"Let me tell you some actual interests. B signs a contract for seven years, and the penalty for liquidated contract is 8 million. In addition to the higher share of the share than C sign, there is also an additional signing fee of 500,000 yuan."

"You buy five insurances and one fund yourself, and you have to pay the assistant's salary yourself, and there is nothing else to pay attention to."

"If I wrote and released an album myself, would the company have to pay for the share?" Fang Jing asked the biggest question. He still had many classic songs in his stomach. If each song had to be paid for, then he would have lost a lot.

"Depending on the situation, if you want to use company resources, you will have to charge a part of the fee, such as on variety shows, public expenses to shoot MVs, and the promotion department will cooperate."

Seeing Fang Jing's face hurt, Yang Ning laughed, "The publicity cost is very small and it cannot account for too much of your share, up to one or two million."

Fang Jing's mouth twitched, and it was still a small amount of 1.8 million yuan? How many pigs do I have to sell to earn back?

"MV is a little more expensive, the film crew, arrangement teacher, producer, post editing, choreographing teacher, professional dance staff, renting the venue, and at least two million to base the base."

Yang Ning’s price is still conservatively estimated. Before and after an album, there are dozens of staff, seven or eight machines are on the fly every day, and they spend money every day.

A first-line singer's album costs tens of millions, but they only rent a venue for one or two million.

When I heard the price Fang Jing was guilty, "That's why an album costs at least three million? Then I can't make much money?"

The company invested three million yuan, but Fang Jing didn't believe that they would only take the cost back, and at least he had to turn it over. This time, he would have to spend six million yuan.

In recent years, physical albums have collapsed. Who can listen to music and go to CD stores to buy albums? They are all listened to on your mobile phone.

So you can only post songs online and publish digital albums, so that the music website will charge at least half of the fee.

Two big tigers were each one and he probably didn't have any soup for this little shrimp, Fang Jing felt very cold.

Yang Ning gave him a blank look, "It's impossible to make money by making music, listeners can listen to it for a lifetime by downloading it for one dollar.

Even if you are a first-line singer, you will have only 20 million downloads. If you get half of the 20 million platform, you will get 10 million. If the company draws the big shot, it will be good if you can get 20 million in the end."

"How much time will you spend for these two or three million? Let's talk about it for a few months."

"Doesn't that mean the music is not a big deal?" Fang Jing frowned.

"Who said that, you don't understand. Singers gain popularity by singing, and then they go on a few variety shows, and it's easy to get one or two million at a time."

"Some singers' songs are all free. Why is this? Do you think they really think they have too much money?"

Fang Jing was shocked, "The water is so deep?"

"It's okay!" Min took a sip of wine and said, "When you become famous, I will take you to shoot a variety show on TV. That's the big head."

...

After eating for more than two hours in a meal, Yang Ning and Fang Jing were much closer. From this old agent, Fang Jing learned a lot of rules in the entertainment industry.

Yang Ning also made a simple plan for Fang Jing's future. The promise that he didn't want to make him dizzy. He was performing concerts and filming TV series, and even said he would take him to make big movies.

Fang Jing had not recovered even after leaving the house, and he didn't wake up until he returned to the Demon City TV station.

I originally agreed to go back to take a closer look at the contract, but before I knew it, Yang Ning had already signed it. I had issued a lot of verbal checks, and he kept thanking me.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed to rest. Thinking about the music business model that Yang Ning mentioned, Fang Jing smiled brightly.

"A singer may not be able to produce a hit song for several years. Of course, he can't make money, so he can only make money by relying on variety shows."

"But I am different! There are so many good songs. I take out seven or eight songs a year. Even if one song makes one million, it will be seven or eight million."

Thinking of the future, Fang Jing was about to fall asleep when suddenly a knock on the door sounded like thunder.

"Who is this?" Fang Jing had the heart to beat someone.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!!"

The more you knock, the harder you try, and the sound of the key unlocking is accompanied by the sound.

Putting on slippers, Fang Jing opened the door and a figure rushed over immediately. The pungent alcohol smell made him frown.

"Hey! Why did this door open by itself?" Shen Hao closed his eyes and muttered.

"I'll drive your uncle! This is my room, you've gone wrong!"

"Fang Jing... I'll tell you good news. I've signed the contract and I'll become a star in the future."

"Okay, OK! I know, you can't go back to your house first?"

"You don't know... This person with Xiong's surname is not a good person... lustful... Qian Mengjun... just... vomit! vomit!"

Fang Jing's facial features were twisted. Looking at the wine on her pants, the smell of the room was smelling, so he wanted to kick the guy out.

...

The next morning, a slight sunlight shone into the window, and Shen Hao had a split headache. Xiong Li drank a little too much yesterday, but he didn't know why he came back.

Opening my tired eyes, "Hmm? It's a little cold. Where did I go for my clothes? Why did I tie my feet to the edge of the bed?"

Looking at his bare arms, Shen Hao was a little panicked.

I looked away and saw that the door was open and there was no close. The cool breeze was whistling, and the ground was messy, with shoes, socks, short sleeves everywhere, and there were a few traces of blood on the edge of the quilt.

Shen Hao was shocked and woke up in an instant. He saw his face pale and his mouth kept shaking. With a nervous heart, he gently lifted his buttocks and abdomen, and took a deep breath.

"Huh! Lucky!"

The entertainment industry is not safe, and there are all kinds of people. It seems that you should pay attention to it in the future. If you meet a bad person, you will be in trouble and you will have no place to cry.

"But where did this blood come from?"

After finally catching a slipper out of the bed, Shen Hao jumped and crossed the mine circle and obstacles to the bathroom.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, I was very energetic. After cleaning the house, I went downstairs to take out the garbage, and happened to encounter the scene of the scene after I came back from running.

Yesterday, their agents took the new signing contestants to have a dinner party. Knowing that they couldn't get up, He Kangsheng specially approved a day off for them to rest.

I haven't exercised for a long time, Fang Jing's bones are almost rusted, and I run two laps early in the morning to sweat.

"Awaken?" Fang Jing didn't give Shen Hao a good look.

"Hmm! Do you... know how I came back yesterday?"

"I know." Fang Jing sneered, "You knocked on my door first, then vomited me all over the floor, yelling to go to the rooftop to hold a concert, saying that it was a bird's nest."

"I can't hold it back. You got blood from the stairwell. Two security guards came from behind before they tied you back."

"So that's how it is." Shen Hao was relieved.
Chapter completed!