#194 - Chapter 194: The same song is defeated! LCD TV is released, and the chaebols gather together!
"Sister Mei! Oh my god... it's Sister Mei!"
"Sister Mei, I love you!"
"'Song of Sunset'! I love it so much!"
The audience almost screamed their lungs out.
A Heavenly King!
A Heavenly Queen!
Meng Xin stumbled, almost falling to the ground: "Impossible... how is this possible? Xueyou never participates in these kinds of variety shows, I even invited him... he clearly refused!"
Indeed, the God of Song disdained participating in such programs.
Until Sister Mei personally invited him.
Based on their friendship, he ultimately chose to agree.
"The ratings..."
Meng Xin snapped back to reality and shouted, "Quick... what are the ratings now?!"
Before long.
The assistant ran over with a grim expression: "We... we have 2.7."
"What?!"
Meng Xin's eyes widened: "What about 'The Voice of China'?"
"2.5..." the assistant said, lowering his head.
"Director Meng, don't worry too much, we're still higher."
"That's right! We still have the advantage!"
The others chimed in to comfort her.
But at this moment, everyone actually understood in their hearts that 'Same Song' was definitely going to be crushed.
After all.
The collective effect caused by a Heavenly King and a Heavenly Queen appearing on stage needed time to ferment.
They had a 0.2 advantage now.
What about in ten minutes?
What about in half an hour?
Or even...
What about the next episode?
...
The next day.
A large amount of news appeared in the media.
'The Voice of China', a music program launched by Han Tang Media, only aired its second episode and already won the ratings crown, crushing 'Same Song'.
In particular, with the appearance of the God of Song Xueyou and Heavenly Queen Mei Jie, the ratings of the two programs quickly reversed.
'Same Song' plummeted like a waterfall.
While 'The Voice of China' soared straight up.
In the end.
When the two programs ended, 'Same Song' had a rating of 2.3, while 'The Voice of China'...
Had a rating of 3.0!
What kind of concept was that?
'Same Song' had been airing for more than half a year, had a large fan base, and invited first-line superstars.
On the other hand, 'The Voice of China' had only aired two episodes!
Early the next morning.
Xiao Ling was awakened by a phone call.
Last night, she was too emotionally excited and didn't fall asleep until two in the morning.
As a result...
It wasn't even eight o'clock yet.
Which guy was disturbing her rest?
"Hello, is this General Manager Xiao of Han Tang Media?"
The phone number was unfamiliar, and the voice was unfamiliar as well.
"Who is this?" Xiao Ling was still a little dazed.
"I'm the head of Nokia's Greater China region, and I'd like to talk to General Manager Xiao about advertising matters..."
Damn!
Xiao Ling jumped up, her whole body awake.
Why not sell the copyright to the TV station, but instead buy prime time slots from the TV station?
This would take on greater risks!
However, the greater the risk, the greater the return.
Once this program became popular, countless brands would spend a lot of money to find you to insert various advertisements—the income would be beyond imagination!
Not just Nokia?
Over the next few hours, Xiao Ling herself, her assistant, and the company received countless phone calls.
Without exception.
They were all seeking advertising cooperation!
Of course, there were quantity restrictions on embedded advertisements, and it was impossible to accept them all.
They had to discuss prices.
They had to screen them.
Xiao Ling didn't have time to sleep in, and hurriedly washed up and went straight to the company.
"Chairman Chen!"
She drove while making a phone call, her tone excited: "A manufacturer has contacted us! Nokia has already offered a price of 30 million yuan per year!"
...
Chen Hao was squatting next to the curb.
Because he had to answer the phone, he could only put the soy milk on the ground and hold the small steamed buns in one hand.
"Yeah... handle it as you see fit."
He ate the buns, responding unclearly: "Accept whoever gives more money, but one thing must be noted, there can't be too many embedded ads—waiting too long for ads will affect the audience's viewing experience!"
If the viewing experience was too poor, it would likely lead to audience loss, which would be like drinking poison to quench thirst for the program.
"Hey… why don’t you care at all?" Xiao Ling was speechless.
They were about to make big money!
The boss seemed to not care at all, just casually dismissing her?
"Oh, right."
Chen Hao thought for a moment and laughed: "If you're in a hurry to make money, there's actually another way."
"What?"
"Take the company's songs and sell them as ringtones."
"What ringtones? Can they make money?"
"It's okay, so many songs added together, a few hundred million a year should be no problem."
"That much?!"
Xiao Ling was stunned, then couldn't suppress her anger: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Seriously… do you even know how to do business? Knowing you can make money, yet you don't care at all?"
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, I have something to do."
Chen Hao hung up the phone.
There were many businesses that could make money!
He really didn't care about fields without technical content, nor did he pay attention to them.
Besides, a few hundred million a year from ringtones was considered making money?
The value of 'The Voice of China' was cultural output rather than making money, including advertising revenue...
Was that even considered money?
The business across the street was what really made money!
Across the street.
Was precisely the Shanghai Chuangshiji specialty store.
Whenever a new product was launched, he would run to the spot to observe.
At half past eight in the morning.
*Rumble!*
The specialty store's rolling gate was pulled open.
All the specialty stores had prepared the new products overnight last night.
The SP4, which once occupied the entire window, was now placed in a corner, and the most conspicuous place was replaced with—a liquid crystal television.
The power was turned on.
Multiple 42-inch LCD TVs were playing at the same time.
CCTV-1, CCTV-2, CCTV-3...
Shanghai Television...
Jiangsu Television...
Different from the SP4's small size.
LCD TVs were very large.
When multiple TV screens were turned on, they could be seen clearly from far away, making it difficult not to attract attention.
Based on this point alone, compared to the SP4's launch day, it was easier to attract customers.
Sure enough!
Just as it opened, someone noticed and walked into the store.
*Whoosh!*
Xiang Yan, who was leaning against a utility pole two or three meters away from Chen Hao, suddenly flashed.
The distance quickly narrowed, and he stood beside him.
Striking a posture of tight protection.
"Mr. Chen?"
Amidst friendly laughter, a Cadillac CTS stopped, and John got out with a smile.
Chen Hao was stunned.
Got it!
In the beginning, in order to attract these big financial groups, he specifically sent people to Europe and the United States to send SP4 samples one by one.
On the day of the SP4's release, the representatives of the major financial groups were sent to the Chuangshiji specialty store to let them see the sales boom.
And now?
He didn't have to do anything.
The financial groups took the initiative to appear.
This was brand value, as well as technology and power!
Even more so, it was capital's keen sense of wealth.
"Mr. John is radiant, it seems that the SP4 factory construction speed is faster than expected?" Chen Hao's English was extremely fluent.
"Haha..."
John was very happy and nodded: "I must thank Mr. Chen, for fully helping my side with OEM manufacturing before the factory was built—I must say, the workers in China are very dedicated, and the speed is faster than expected."
Chen Hao sneered in his heart.
The biggest advantage of the Chinese nation is intelligence and diligence.
When the money is in place, the speed is naturally fast.
The problem lies in...
When your factory is built, the SP4 initially produced will be Chuangshiji's signed orders.
When these orders are settled, smartphones will definitely be on the market.
At that time, just wait to die!
The two didn't say a few words before a Lincoln drove up.
The person who got out was...
Costco's Wilson!
Then.
As many as dozens of representatives from various financial groups in Europe, America, Japan, and South Korea gathered, each with particularly wonderful expressions.
I'm afraid they all thought their competitors hadn't come before they arrived?
Facts have proven.
Capital's sense of wealth is comparable to flies to excrement.
Thus, a magical scene appeared.
Across from the Chuangshiji specialty store, in a group of forty or fifty people, most of them were white people.
These people stared intently at the specialty store, those who didn't know would think...
These foreigners were going to rob the specialty store?!
