American Fortune Life
Chapter 219: Giving Mold Pits (Sangen)
In the morning, Andy quickly wiped out the breakfast on the table, and Charlize was wearing only a silk nightgown, standing aside, holding a large barrel of milk pouring into a glass.
“Eat slowly... By the way, don't come back today, I can't stand it, there's no place like you, no one can rest a day...” Charlize felt a little trembling with her soft legs and a little laziness on her pretty face, but she looked a little better, and the whole person looked stunning.
“You're going to turn your back on me! Don't you dare! Okay, I'm done. I'll probably be back later tonight. Come on, give me a kiss."
He wiped his mouth with a napkin, pulled Charlize over, sat on Andy's leg smiling behind him, wrapped around Andy's neck, and gave him a kiss.
Just kiss her, the face behind the shadow is slightly red to break free, fold up the already open nightgown, and scream: “Get lost! ”
Andy and Joseph met up and went straight to Mockingjay Copyright, where Scott from Big Machine Records was already waiting.
Scott is a typical white American, about 175cm tall, still in good shape, seems to work out a lot, black curly hair combed greased, bearded beard specially trimmed, very generous, a charming uncle.
Andy pushed through the conference room door and everyone stood up and greeted him, smiling with the sun, saying hello, holding Scott's hand and saying, "Hello, Scott, you can call me Andy. ”
Scott looked at Andy with a sincere look and a friendly smile and relaxed a little: "Nice to meet you, Andy. ”
Andy had a good impression of Scott, the two of them sat down, chilled out a few words, cut into the subject, to be honest, nothing complicated. After all, Big Machine Records was just a new company, and it didn't take long to set up. The financials didn't bother, and the contract was signed quickly, and Andy shook Scott's hand with a smile.
“I'm going to have to ask you more in the company in the future and hope that my investment will yield huge returns.” Andy didn't say much, after all, now that he's a big shareholder, focusing on interests not only puts some pressure on Scott, but also reassures him that Andy won't kick him out.
“Rest assured, Mr. Smith, that Big Machine Records will not disappoint you, and our signed singer is about to release her first record, a very talented child who can compose lyrics.” Scott actually listened to Andy, and the smile on his face became much more natural and sincere.
“Wow, that's great. I like talented people. I'll have a chance to work together in the future. After all, I'm a creative singer. I'd love to come!” Andy said politely.
“That's great! It's so nice to be 500 miles away from home. Little Taylor really likes this song and often hums with her guitar. If she knew she could work with you, she would be happy to die!” Scott was a little excited to say that, after all, Andy's reputation was there now, and if she could bring little Taylor with her, she would really have a chance to fly away, after all, there was no question about her talent.
“Little Tyler?” Andy heard this incredibly familiar name and couldn't help but tighten his mind and ask with a slight frown.
“Oh, look at my brain, I'm so excited to forget to introduce our singer, her full name is Taylor Swift, she's 17 years old, from Pennsylvania, and she's good at country music...”
Andy gets a little confused when he hears the name, Nima, it's the beat of falling pie in the sky and smashing him to death! Shake the money tree! Money printer! Not enough to describe the ability to make money! Andy looked up at the ceiling unconsciously, and he made it look at the ceiling differently than anyone else in the room.
Andy keeps saying, "Who's the fairy?"
The fat man saw Andy faint and a whole bunch of people followed him to the sky, his forehead jumped straight and coughed softly.
Andy looked back and saw everyone looking at themselves strangely. He couldn't help but say: “I just got inspired, a very beautiful melody...”
With the exception of a few twitches in the corner of Carl's mouth, everyone else is using it to admire and admire Andy in his forced outfit, which is hard for the world of geniuses to understand.
“Since you are a talented little girl, you need to cultivate well, you need to have adequate resources. By the way, how many years has the contract been signed?” Andy suppressed his excitement and cared about the image of a good owner of the company's artists. In fact, he really cared about Taylor's contract.
“Taylor's father also purchased a small share of the company and was a small shareholder of the company, so Taylor and the company signed a 10-year contract, which, of course, divided the company into a slight loss of 50 points.” Scott explained hastily.
“...” Andy had a white-eyed urge, five and a half points, Nima, and this Jian Ming chick might fly away one day.
Andy shrugged his eyes, smiled charmingly at the corner of his mouth, stared at Scott, and Carl, standing beside him, shook a chill, knowing someone was about to get unlucky again.
“Oh, now that you're looking at Taylor's future, you need to cultivate it well. As a major shareholder, you always have to express it. So, divide it up, four or six cents, the company only gets 40%, the contract... It's not easy to train an artist, Scott. If you want to do the job, increase it to 20 years first, $100 million in liquidated damages, and Carl, give her a million in signing fees!” Andy looked deeply into Scott's eyes and didn't care for his slightly tangled expression. Andy had a smile on his face, but everyone could hear his tone.
The fat man flashed his eyes and immediately said, “No problem. ”
Scott's lips closed slightly and eventually didn't say it, nodding silently to Andy's request. Anyway, it's good for the company, and Andy, as a major shareholder, is willing to sign the artist at his own expense, which he has no reason to refuse.
Andy sat in his car to Santa Monica, looking out the window, in the mood as if he had plugged his wings in and started to let go.
“You seem very nervous about which Tyler Swift!” Carl beside me still couldn't help asking out.
“Yeah, I love country music, this little girl named Taylor is a little famous in the music country...” Andy said of the long prepared statement.
“Twenty years, $100 million in liquidated damages, huh, I've seen her, apart from the high point, just an ordinary girl, with a little golden curly hair, eyes like foxes!” Karl spits in the gallery.
Andy looked at Carl without a word, and he was silent. If he had been heard by a moldy fan in his previous life, would he have been... eaten alive and stripped?
“I should have bought more shares if I'd known..." Andy said a little irritated.
“Oh, what's so rare about this? If the big machines can really discover it, global music can't always be channelled to us. Naturally, we need to go to pop stores. Do you think Scott has that strength? The financing dilution is increasing. It's not even your thing!” Carl said slowly with a smile on his fat face.
Andy's eyes burst out bright and Carl looked at him laughing with pride.