Chapter 101: Commission
Chapter 101 Commission
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The train is cutting through the morning fog and galloping on the southern land.
At the beginning, the car windows were mainly yellow. Although it was a harvest color, it was somewhat bleak. As the train went south, the greenery became fuller and the temperature gradually increased.
slept on the train for two nights, and finally arrived at the terminal at 6 o'clock in the morning on the third day.
Feng Yiping followed the flow of people and came to the exit through the underground passage. There were two gates and a long line behind them. At the gate, the station staff checked the tickets of the outbound passengers one by one.
In the empty space next to the team, some male and female police officers patrolled on both sides, some of them were holding wooden slats in their hands, as if they were facing an enemy.
The flow of people was creeping slowly, and many people were still yawning. Feng Yiping didn’t understand that everyone had to pass through at least three passes before getting on the train. After getting on the train, the flight attendants would check the ticket. Is it time-consuming and laborious to come out like this?
Just like some hypermarkets later, a person was also arranged at the exit, the fake model was checked again, and a stamp was added to your shopping list. It is purely redundant!
Tucao return to Tucao, and now he has to submit too, which makes him miss the buddy who came last night more and more, unfortunately, after he got up that morning, the buddy has already got out of the car.
I finally got out of the station. Although it was still early in the morning, there were quite a lot of people in the square, especially at this exit. There were a lot of people standing scattered, and they asked, "Where are you going, do you want to take a car?" "Do you want to find a job?"
Feng Yiping still ignored all the people who came up, and walked quickly with the bag. This station, but the master of train stations in the country, sold you and helped him count the money. It really happened. .
Feng Yiping has all walked out of the square, and there is a man in a yellow jacket chasing him endlessly, uncle, this is taking me down, right? Anyway, this is my second hometown, OK!
Feng Yiping stopped and looked at him coldly, "What are you doing? You want to go back to the house with me?"
The man was taken aback for a moment. He thought he was a young man, but he expected to be a local. He stopped angrily and stared at Feng Yiping fiercely. When Feng Yiping stared back without hesitation, he turned and walked back. , I also muttered a few words in my mouth, which is probably not a good thing.
It's still early, the whole city hasn't fully woken up yet, and the dim yellow street lights near the railway station are still on.
From here, the International Building, commonly known as the "63-story", is vaguely visible. This building is now beautiful. It is not only the tallest building in Yangcheng, but also the tallest building in China! In addition to hotels and office buildings, consulates of many countries are also located inside, which is also Feng Yiping's destination today.
He missed the morning tea here very much, but he is not familiar with Yangcheng now. He had been bumped on the train for more than 30 hours and had not eaten seriously. He was already hungry at this time, so he found a noodle restaurant on the side of the road to eat. I had a bowl of bamboo noodles, which was not full yet, so I changed another one. After eating a bowl of rice noodles, I was half full.
He paid special attention to the layout of these two small restaurants, hoping that there would be some learning and reference. As a result, it was really lackluster!
Not long after I started work in the morning, Dacheng Law Firm, which is working in the office building of the International Building, welcomed a special visitor, a student carrying a bag.
The beautiful girl at the front desk was looking at the small mirror and checking her makeup. Although she was a little surprised, she welcomed Feng Yiping politely. He heard that she was consulting about copyright issues, so she took him to a small reception room. However, no tea was served.
Not long after, a young man in a blue suit, gold-rimmed glasses, holding a folder came in, sat down opposite Feng Yiping, and asked a little impatiently, "What do you want to ask?"
Of course he was impatient, he treated this as a free consultation. Feng Yiping didn't worry too much. At his age, it would be nice to have a personal reception.
"I have some music works and I want to entrust your firm to transfer them."
He said very solemnly. After hearing this, the young lawyer didn't believe it, and asked, "What?"
Feng Yiping repeated it. The lawyer knew that he had heard it right, so he thought of getting up and leaving. You kid, play with me early in the morning! "Sorry, our law firm does not have this business!"
If this matter is changed to Feng Yiping, he will also feel that it is unsuccessful, but now he wants to impress him, "Since you are here, please delay your time for a few minutes. Okay, I have ten original songs. An album can at least reach double platinum sales. My reserve price is three thousand US dollars per song, and the division will be discussed separately." He even emphasized, "For all the revenue, you can raise 10% of the agency fee."
The lawyer was a little interested at this time, and he thought it was quite interesting. It is not easy to hear a child who is so self-confident and speaks such a dream talk seriously.
Feng Yiping saw the joke in his eyes, but he had to finish what he should say, "I also know the record companies of Hong Kong and Taiwan, but there is no contact. These are very simple for you, which is just a matter of a few phone calls. . This is a notation of one of my songs. You can take a look and ask for your leadership’s opinion by the way."
Feng Yiping took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it over. It was Liu Tianwang's later classic masterpiece.
The lawyer took it with a dispensable attitude, glanced, and smiled, "Well, I'll try it for you, maybe I really met a genius today?"
Feng Yiping got up and said to him, "Thank you very much! Genius is hard to say, but in some ways, I have some talent."
What he said is not polite, and when it is not polite right now, when you are humble, others really think you are making trouble.
The man smiled and shook his head, but he went out with the sheet of music.
Feng Yi sat quietly, not at all embarrassed, he knew that he knew that as long as there is a person who knows how to write music, he will understand the value of this song.
As for why he seeks a law firm, it is very simple. A law firm, especially the law firm currently operating in the International Building, represents a very capable network of relationships, which must radiate to both political and business circles.
He doesn't think he has any bargaining power when facing the record companies of Hong Kong and Taiwan, even if he has good works.
Taiwan's UFO Rolling Stone is fortunate. Hong Kong's Polykin and Warner, one is British and the other is American, and they are both large multinational companies.
At this time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ still don’t look high on the professional ethics of these multinational companies that open branches in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Feng Yiping is like a weed now. They just stretched out a little finger and said grind. It was crushed.
Moreover, if it involves sales sharing, you, a country kid, don’t naively expect that they will faithfully give you what you deserve. Even if his company is ethical, it can’t be guaranteed. The staff must also be ethical.
As for general law firms that do not have this business, that is not a big problem. There are still few specialized intellectual property agencies, and the business of law firms is still somewhat linked to this aspect. Besides, at this forward-looking frontier, as long as there is money to make, nothing else is a matter.
Not long after the lawyer went out, Feng Yiping heard an exclamation from the front desk. After a while, the girl who received her kicked and ran over, with a glass of water in her hand and her face flushed. Looking at Feng Yiping with bright eyes, "You really wrote that song."
"Of course, if I didn't write it, I would find a law firm?" Feng Yiping took a sip of the water and said that he was not nervous at all. That was nonsense.
"Wow," the girl clenched her fists on her chest and did not return to the front desk. She sat next to Feng Yiping. When she looked at him, her eyes were full of small stars.
Ha ha, Feng Yiping was also a little drunk watching this scene!
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