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Song collaboration

Ding!

The elevator had reached the top floor.

The elevator doors opened.

Chen Mo walked out of the elevator entrance, puzzled.

Why did other companies not last even half a year, while he had already been here for eight months without any signs of being unable to continue?

"Hello, President Chen!"

Just as he stepped out of the elevator, a greeting came from the side.

Chen Mo was startled in his contemplation and turned to look.

It turned out to be the cleaner watering the two potted plants at the elevator entrance. It had to be said, this cleaner was very diligent; the place was kept very clean, and the plants were well cared for, their leaves looking much more lush than before.

"Hello!"

He responded, stopped dwelling on the rumors about the office building, and quickly made his way to his office.

He sat down at his desk.

He took out his phone to find Zhang Lan's contact information.

He had added this contact when they met last year; he remembered he had drunk too much fruit wine back then.

Fortunately, he had two numbers.

One was for calls, and the other was a data card.

The one he gave to Zhang Lan was the one he used for daily calls.

As for the data card, basically no one knew about it. He could completely use the data card number to contact Zhang Lan, so he wouldn't expose himself.

Thinking this, he began to take action.

…

At Changbai Jingyuan,

After Zhang Lan watched Shen Rou and the others get into President Chen's car, she returned home and entered her vocal practice room.

Since the apartment they rented this time had three rooms, she and Shen Rou each took one, and the extra room was turned into a vocal practice room, which she had soundproofed.

Even if she sang inside this room, it wouldn't disturb anyone outside.

However, after entering the vocal practice room today, she didn't start practicing.

She just sat there silently, not saying a word.

She had acted indifferent in front of Shen Rou and the others, but was she really?

She had worked hard to establish a studio, and just as it started to have some success, the members had scattered.

She had accepted this fact, but having finally written a song, she didn't expect it to be sabotaged by an Entertainment Company.

Although her song wasn't that great, if no one had sabotaged it, getting into the top 100 shouldn't have been a problem.

But now? It had dropped to who knows where.

For a moment, Zhang Lan felt lost. She wanted to write another song, but thinking that the new song would likely be sabotaged by an Entertainment Company again, she hesitated.

She wasn't one of those famous singers who would have many fans aware the moment they released a song.

But she was different; she needed exposure on music platforms. However, after the Entertainment Company's sabotage, it was very difficult for her new song to get any more exposure.

Unless she wrote a massive hit song that could make casual listeners spontaneously promote it or leave good reviews.

But were hit songs really that easy to write?

No songwriter could guarantee that every song they created would be a hit.

She felt she had a certain creative talent, but writing a hit song required the right time, place, and people. Even that popular song they created last time, strictly speaking, wasn't a hit song.

Every hit song could withstand the test of time.

Even after many years, when taken out to listen to, it would still be a very good song.

But as a newcomer who had just entered the music field, could she really write a hit song?

Zhang Lan wasn't sure. She believed she could, but she wasn't sure when, nor was she sure if she could hold on until that time.

After all, making music required financial support.

Time passed slowly.

Zhang Lan sat quietly in the vocal practice room, thinking about what to do next.

She wouldn't give up on music, so she needed to come up with a solution.

The simplest method was to listen to Shen Rou and join Lanpian Film and Television. Given the attitude of the Mingri Group towards its employees, she knew that going there would definitely be a very good choice.

But considering that it might affect Shen Rou, she temporarily put this method aside.

Beep!

The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated. Opening the phone, she found someone requesting to add her as a friend.

She wanted to just close it and ignore it.

However, her peripheral vision caught the note on the friend request.

"Have a song I want to discuss a collaboration on!!!"

A song?

These two words were very sensitive for Zhang Lan right now.

After thinking about it, she finally accepted the friend invitation.

After adding the friend, she politely sent a "Hello".

Soon, the other party sent a message.

"I have a few songs here and want to discuss a collaboration with you."

Looking at the message, Zhang Lan was puzzled and immediately sent a message.

"You know me?"

"Zhang Lan, you have a music studio, but due to some changes, you are currently the only one left."

To dispel Zhang Lan's vigilance, Chen Mo simply recounted the experience of Zhang Lan's music studio.

Of course, this was also what Shen Rou had told him in the car earlier.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Lan was slightly shocked. She hadn't expected the other party to know her so well, which couldn't help but make her feel a bit creeped out.

Suddenly, she had the feeling of being watched.

Hmm!

Did it backfire?

Looking at the message Zhang Lan replied with, Chen Mo realized he had been a bit too detailed.

Thinking about it, he sent another message.

"Who I am is not important; what's important is that these songs of mine can help you solve your current predicament."

Looking at the message, Zhang Lan hesitated, but in the end, she decided to continue to find out more.

It was just an online chat at this moment, so even if the other party had any ulterior motives, there was nothing they could do.

But it was also possible that this wasn't a scammer, but an opportunity, so she didn't want to miss it.

"How to collaborate?"

"I provide the songs, you are responsible for singing, and for the song revenue, you get 20% and I get 80%."

"The split seems a bit unfair, doesn't it?"

"It's very fair. The lyrics and composition are all done by me; you just need to be responsible for singing. You should know that what you gain is not just a 20% share of the revenue, but also the fan traffic after the song becomes a huge hit. This traffic will all be yours in the future, and this cannot be measured by money."

Looking at the other party's reply, Zhang Lan thought about it seriously; it was indeed true.

And wasn't fan traffic exactly what she needed most? If she had fan traffic in the future, why would she still be afraid of the targeting from those Entertainment Companies?

After confirming this point, Zhang Lan thought of another thing.

Everything mentioned was based on the premise that the songs provided by this person were hit songs.

But could the other party really provide hit songs?

If they could provide hit songs, why would they choose a newcomer singer like her who had just entered the industry?

Zhang Lan was very confused and sent another message.

"Can I take a look at the song? Also, why did you choose me? I'm just a newcomer singer who just entered the industry."

Inside the office,

Chen Mo looked at the message Zhang Lan replied with and frowned slightly. Why did this Zhang Lan have so many questions?

"I can give you a short clip of the song."

"As for why I chose you, where do all these 'whys' come from? I choose who I want to choose; I feel like it."

"[Song Clip]"

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