The two of them muttered for a while, and finally, Guo Zi tidied up his hair with pride and walked over in front of him with great energy.

"Hello, Eason, get to know each other again. Now I am my brother's temporary agent and will be fully responsible for the transaction negotiations of this song." Guo Ziyi said with a smile.

Chen Yijie was stunned for a moment, and he also stretched out his hand and shook Guo Ziyi. The atmosphere suddenly became formal.

Of course, it looks funny. Yang Yi, a 30-year-old uncle, sat behind him without saying a word, but instead let a fat little man with no hair grows up for him. The big star Chen Yijie also has no airs. This scene is too inconsistent!

"Actually, I don't really understand the market in the mainland." Chen Yijie took out a contract, looked at Yang Yi and Guo Ziyi, and said sincerely, "Before I came, my agent prepared this contract."

Guo Ziyi took it over and looked through it. He actually had never been exposed to this type of contract. It was just that this kid was talented and quickly found the key point.

"I want to buy my brother's song for 50,000 yuan? It's too cheap, right?" Guo Ziyi curled his lips and said, "Eason, don't think I don't understand. At the beginning of the year, Hong Kong media also exposed the million-dollar payment for Mr. Lin Chiqing, who wrote songs for him, not to mention the copyright fees written in the contract."

Chen Yijie was a little stunned: "There is nothing comparable. Teacher Lin is the number one genius in Hong Kong City. He has written many classic works, but Mr. Yang, I am bluntly speaking, we have given a very high price for newcomers."

"But my brother is not an ordinary newcomer!" Guo Ziyi smiled sly and said, "Eason, don't you have a high opinion of this song? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to Jiangcheng in person, right?"

Chen Yijie actually doesn't know much about negotiations. It is usually handled by his agent, but this time he came in a hurry and the agent had to stay and deal with the mess he lost, so Chen Yijie was alone.

"Yes, I like Mr. Yang's song very much." Chen Yijie said sincerely, "Whether it is Hong Kong City or the mainland circle, there are very strict rules. I can get a copyright fee of up to 80,000 yuan, and it is impossible for me to get a copyright fee of up to 80,000 yuan."

He was also afraid that Yang Yi would be disgusted and said proactively: "Of course, if Mr. Yang has achieved great results in this song, if he cooperates with us next time, the amount will increase a lot! Because Mr. Yang, you are no longer a pure newcomer at that time."

"Why would you like to ask my brother to write a song that is a little bit like for you. I will keep this song for sale next time?" Guo Ziyi said with a smile, "My brother can use this song as the title song. I feel sorry if I sell it cheaply!"

Chen Yijie was helpless. He felt that the little fat man in front of him was too cunning. He was a little straightforward and couldn't deal with it. He said, "What do you think should be done?"

Guo Ziyi glanced at Yang Yi, and Yang Yi nodded slightly at him.

The two of them discussed before that Yang Yi did not intend to put forward any harsh conditions. After all, it was recommended by Mr. Hu. He accepted such a great favor from the old man, and no matter how big a lion spoke, it was not Yang Yi's style of dealing with the world.

Guo Ziyi understood it, and he coughed twice and said, "Eason, you have your difficulties, but I can't understand it. Let's change the conditions and improve the share ratio?"

“How to improve?”

Guo Ziyi patted his chest and said heroically: "Eason, we won't take advantage of you. If this song doesn't help you get a platinum record, our share will be calculated based on 8% of the original contract!"

The copyright income in this world is very high, and the high is reflected in the sales share. Record companies are still the big ones, but they are not as terrible as Yang Yi’s previous life. Record companies can account for up to 40% of the share, and record stores or other channels can divide them into 15 to 20%.

The remaining forty percent are subdivided by singers, songwriters, producers, and copyright associations.

The copyright association's profit distribution is very high, reaching 2%. But it is precisely because of this that they have enough financial resources to maintain the operation of this huge organization so that creators can get the rewards they deserve!

The sharing of lyrics and songwriters is not fixed, it depends on the negotiation between the creator and record company. However, 8% is indeed just a newcomer's standard. After all, lyrics and songwriters each account for 4%, which is relatively rare in the mainland!

Of course, this 8% also requires the number of these songs in the album, plus the achievements expressed by Yang Yi, and the complex weighting algorithm can accurately calculate the part of Yang Yi's income.

"As far as I know, Eason hasn't released a platinum album in three years, right?" Guo Ziyi said incisively.

Chen Yijie nodded silently, he did not deny that he was eager to return to the top.

"If your album can top the platinum record this time, we will ask for a 16% share!" Guo Ziyi said in a shocking voice, "This is to be written into the contract!"

"Sixteen percent?" Chen Yijie was shocked, "This is too much! No first-line lyricist and songwriter can get this share."

Sixteen percent is indeed high. As a singer, Chen Yijie can only get 15 to 20%, and a high share of 20% is when he was at the peak of the Hong Kong City music scene.

"Eason, what we are talking about is after the results are made! If the song written by my brother can help you sell a platinum disc, do you think this share is not worth it?" Guo Ziyi said with a smile, "If it wasn't platinum, we would lose 8% of the share!"

Chen Yijie smiled bitterly. He felt that he was at a disadvantage in the negotiations with Guo Ziyi. Guo Ziyi had already grasped his eagerness to prove his psychology.

"I need to make a phone call and discuss with the company." Chen Yijie stood up and said hunchedly.

After Chen Yijie walked away, Guo Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, and his serious expression became dull again: "My God, I'm so nervous."

Yang Yi patted his shoulder with amusedness and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Yang, look at me working so hard. Will you not have to work later?" Guo Ziyi smiled with a shy face.

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled: "No."

"Ah? No!" Guo Ziyi plunged on the sofa and wailed, "Big Boss, I have no credit, I have worked hard too!"

Yang Yi showed a smile on his lips, and he said, "Life is done, but because you work so hard, I will make you a French feast today!"

This was the biggest encouragement. Guo Ziyi got up again in surprise: "Really? Then I want 700% fried steak, pan-fried foie gras, baked snails..."

Yang Yi rolled his eyes and said, "There is no foie gras, and no snails. What do I do and what do you eat!"

There are also foie gras, snails, and Yang Yi who want to eat them himself! However, in Jiangcheng, he hasn't figured out where to buy this top-notch ingredient.
Chapter completed!