I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 47: Blooming in the dark

Since he decided to sell the song as soon as possible, Chen Feng stopped delaying and began to plan seriously.

But now he doesn't own a company, he can only communicate with buyers in his personal capacity, and he can't shamelessly publicize it. He has written six more songs to sell in just two or three weeks.

He thought about it, the best way is to try to get in touch with as many artists as possible, and then pretend I appreciate your voice and singing skills, and want to write a song for you, do you listen to it? Suitable.

This makes things seem logical and unobtrusive.

Or if you receive someone else's active invitation to ask for a song, then naturally it seems very reasonable to take out the song.

But the strange thing is that Zhong Lei's "Boring" has been popular for several days, and he has not received even a single call to make an appointment.

After thinking about it, Chen Feng found the problem.

Zhong Lei is a new singer, and she is not good at socializing, so she has no acquaintances in the circle.

If others can't contact Zhong Lei, naturally there is no way to contact him, the "creator", through Zhong Lei.

As for himself, he established a connection with Lu Wei and He Jiaqi.

But He Jiaqi just bought his song, and has not yet started production and promotion, so no one else knows about it.

On Lu Wei's side, it is even more impossible for others to connect the two together.

So, maybe there are a lot of people who want to buy songs from him now, but they are struggling to get in touch with him.

In the final analysis, his connections in the entertainment industry are too shallow, and he exchanges too few business cards.

In addition, others only know his name, but do not know how to find him, and he does not have a well-known and fixed base in Hanzhou.

The combination of many factors resulted in the result that he was afraid of the deep alley because of the fragrance of wine.

Chen Feng imitated others, and put an email in his profile on Weibo.

As a result, his mailbox was filled with more than two hundred emails in just one day.

He just swiped a dozen or twenty emails, and he felt a little bit about to collapse.

These people think too well.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am a very dreamy singer. I appreciate the songs you wrote. Can you write a song for me to sing, and I will give you money when I sing it well." /

"Mr. Chen, I am an artistic genius. As long as you sing your song to me, it will definitely make you popular all over the country."

"I don't have money now, can I buy a song from you on credit?"

"Mr. Chen, 50,000 songs, are you selling?"

Chen Feng laughed angrily on the spot.

You people can live in dreams better than me.

The problem is serious.

With his energy and professional ability, there is no way to pick out a really suitable buyer from this massive pile of mail.

Besides, even if a relatively well-known singer in the industry sends him an email, he doesn't know how to do it, and he can't tell the difference.

He also can't check everyone personally, he can't do it.

In the short term, this move is not easy to use. Chen Feng thinks that he has to wait for a suitable opportunity, and he must have a face-to-face interview, and only talk to valuable people.

Life is precious, how can it be wasted like this?

Two days later, Chen Feng waited for a suitable opportunity.

He received a call from Zheng Rou.

It turned out that Lu Wei's birthday was coming. Lu Wei was going to hold a very lively birthday party and invited him to attend.

Chen Feng was quite puzzled, "Sister Rou, isn't the birthday party a very private occasion? I'm..."

In fact, he wanted to say that he and Lu Wei didn't have much dealings with them, and they were not very good friends. Even if the place where the other party held the banquet was in Hanzhou, it was a bit awkward.

Zheng Rou said with a smile: "Actually, it's not very private. As an artist, how much private time do you have? Lu Wei also invited many friends from inside and outside the circle, saying that it was a party, and it was also a social occasion."

"Oh, oh, I understand."

"Do you still remember Chen Li?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Of course I remember."

The first person who wanted to buy his song was not Zhong Lei, but Chen Li, who asked for 200,000 at the time, but was unable to negotiate.

Zheng Rou said: "Chen Li is very sorry that she missed "Boring", so before coming here this time, she made a special trip to ask me if you would be there. She wants to make an appointment with you in person."

Chen Feng was delighted in his heart, but his face was calm, "Thank you, Sister Rou, for the recommendation. Let's talk about it in time. I personally hope to cooperate with Chen Li."

"Well, tomorrow evening at five o'clock, Cai Wei Lu, No. 52 East Street, will see you."

"Ah? Caiweilu? I know that house, isn't it closed for a long time?"

Chen Feng was quite puzzled.

As a very famous pedestrian commercial street in the central district of Hanzhou, Dongdae Street is very lively. It is said that the rents of shops here are extremely expensive. The monthly rent for a small facade of less than ten square meters is as high as 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

No. 52 Caiwei House is located in the middle section of East Street. The vermilion gate is antique and charming. Judging from the length of its wall, this house covers an area of ​​nearly half an acre, but it is almost never opened in Pingsuli. , makes people feel extremely mysterious, and all kinds of rumors are rampant.

It is said that this is a historical and cultural heritage, and it will be opened as a scenic spot after the renovation is completed.

Some people also said that this house belonged to a wealthy family of the Republic of China who fled overseas and never came back to live there.

Some people say that this house is the "palace" of the central boss. It is usually vacant. Only when the boss returns to his hometown, he only lives for two days.

Over the years, this place has almost become a scenic spot in Hanzhou, and many local and foreign tourists have taken pictures in front of Caiweilu.

"Oh, that's the private house of Weiwei's family, but Weiwei thinks that the house is too empty and unpopular, so she doesn't like to live in it~IndoMTL.com~ But it's just right for a party."

Chen Feng: "..."

He had to admit that he was sour.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention it. Weiwei also wants to ask you to help invite Zhong Lei. She is very interested in getting to know this new singer."

Chen Feng became interested, "Oh? How did Sister Weiwei comment on Zhong Lei's "Boring"?"

Zheng Judao: "She thinks that Zhong Lei is indeed more suitable for "Boring" than herself, and she also thinks that Zhong Lei will become a great asset as long as it takes time. In short, she is very optimistic about Zhong Lei."

Chen Feng just wanted to like it. As expected of Lu Wei, his sense of smell is really keen.

But he always felt that Zheng Rou's invitation didn't seem so simple.

As we all know, Zhong Lei has not signed a brokerage contract.

Since Lu Wei admires Zhong Lei so much, Zheng Rou should have other intentions.

No one would have thought that Zhong Lei planned to work alone for the rest of her life. They all thought that she would sign a company sooner or later.

Then maybe Lu Wei, who is both an artist and a boss, also wants to bring Zhong Lei into her account.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng was a little dumbfounded.

A thousand years ago, a thousand years ago, you want to be a younger brother of a thousand years ago?

Although he thought it was absurd, Chen Feng still promised: "Well, I'll tell her now."

Hanging up the phone, he tentatively called Zhong Lei, who was recording a song in Zhonghai.

An unexpected thing happened. Zhong Lei agreed immediately. She paused the song recording first, and bought a plane ticket to fly back tomorrow.

"Don't you like socializing?"

"But in the whole city of Hanzhou, apart from those recording studios that Zhou A participated in, the best recording equipment is in Lu Wei's studio!"

"Okay... okay."

Pretty realistic, man!