Chapter 980: The darling of the big guys

It's expensive, the two murmured in a low voice.
Needless to say, to win the right of this exclusive star live broadcast of the Yang Peng Summit, it will cost a lot of money. With so many star video live broadcasts calling for charity, this exclusive live broadcast software covering an area has to spend at least 30 million for popular , This is called channel fee.
The channel of the popular magazine is the way, you have to leave money to buy the way.
Expensive, but worth it. The number of customer registrations brought by this celebrity effect is unacceptable. It is a must-have project for video live broadcast software strategists. It is also worth spending money. I must eventually win the popularity. This time the live broadcast rights are not 100 million but 50 million. .
The calculation is also cost-effective, you contact a celebrity alone and ask him to use your live video to play once. According to the rules, the first-line player will be given at least two million, the live broadcast will be topped for about five minutes, and the second-line will be given about one million. Half an hour, top one month. There are more than 100,000 in the third line, and the live broadcast time is not less than half an hour, and the top is more than one month.
With such a calculation, 80 million is not too much.
"What's the price?" The venture capitalist is obviously more confident, and he sneered and thought: As long as these people sign up for an account, they are potential customers. As we are talking, their favorite celebrities will be broadcast once and they will be gone. Just click on other anchors at a little bit, and consumption will occur at any time. As long as there is consumption on the platform, the software can be divided into every money.
Eighty million, you just get so many celebrity fans to register. It's not too much, it's worth it!
Anyway, if you have venture capital, you have money. This video broadcast software boss with venture capital is obviously more financially rich than the others. Seeing that several competitors are silent, he laughed and patted the contract: "Mr. Yang, next Let’s talk about it after class. The fee is a trivial matter."
People in the industry say that Yang Peng was a bit dissatisfied after he took charge of Fengxing Magazine, but he was very good at collecting money. Since he took the helm, Fengxing Magazine has played a lot of new tricks. The official account, Weibo, and small theater have made a lot of noise and got rid of The operating model of traditional paper media is really true. It seems that although Yang Peng is not good at taking the general direction, he has read so many years abroad, and has run companies overseas. He has a lot of avant-garde visions. He came up with this idea and brought it directly. The contract is very neat. Gao Leng looked in his eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"President Gao, how are you going to deal with Xingsheng?" The teacher asked with a smile, looking at Gao Leng with great interest: "President Yang's cards have been played. It's your turn."
Gao Leng smiled lightly: "My card..." He shook his head.
"President Gao, when it comes to relationships, you are better than us, right? You immediately became the vice president of the business association. I heard that President Wang has only been in office for two or three months. But what about strength? ...Hehe." Yang Peng sat down, raised Erlang's legs and spread his hands: "What more cards can you play?"
"Yes, I don't have a trump card in my hand." Gao Leng nodded affirmatively and said: "Let's listen to the teacher's class and your various insights, and charge it."
This echo, on the contrary, makes people feel gloomy.
Playing all the cards like Yang Peng is no longer afraid, but the hidden cards are unpredictable.
Classes are over soon, and the morning class is over. About one-third of the big guys got up and prepared to leave. Most of the big guys who left are the top domestic entrepreneurs. Their stay here for a long time is enough to satisfy them. For the purpose of seeking a partner, I will make an appointment to play golf not far away in the afternoon and talk about it in detail.
Wang Bin, the boss of the Wang Bin Group, the world's number one plastic photo frame, also got up and chatted with a boss of mahogany furniture who was planning to work with him before. After exchanging business cards, he met for tea. Wang Bin stopped suddenly. As if remembering something, he walked to Gao Leng and stretched out his hand: "Young man, give me your business card."
Gao Leng was surprised, and quickly handed over his business card. Wang Bin touched his pocket and said, "I forgot to bring my business card. Then, you save my mobile phone number." Then, he followed Gao Leng's business card. The phone rang, and then nodded: "I only found out today that you are the reporter who filmed the carrion case. It's really amazing. When I call, my company has nothing to do with crisis public relations. I have to deal with you. Chat."
"President Wang is interested in discussing, and he must know that there is no limit to words." Gao Leng said respectfully. An entrepreneur who can cut down South Korea, the world's number one plastic photo frame, is worthy of respect.
It's just his words that made Gao Leng's heart chuckle, an idea filled up, Gao Leng's mouth raised.
It’s really nowhere to find a place to break through the iron shoes. It’s no effort to get it. It seems that I came to CEIBS today. Mr. Wang’s words are so good that I found another good project! Go back and run it well, Gao Leng thought.
After Wang Bin finished speaking, his eyes fell on Li Qian, who was packing aside, and stretched out his hand: "Miss Li is a famous writer, she has been admired for a long time."
"It's just a fake name, just someone who likes to tell a little story." Li Qian saw that this empire's frontline boss still had a nonchalant face and extremely dull tone, she stretched out her hand and shook it.
"Are you interested in cooperating?" Wang Bin naturally noticed Li Qian's indifference, but he still laughed and said: "I heard that you write the novels as a screenwriter yourself. If you can implant the name of our company, That would be great, the price is not a problem."
"I don't have a new book now." Li Qian's answer was surprisingly simple. Even Gao Leng who was standing by the side was a little embarrassed to hear it, but Wang Bin still pretended not to feel it, haha ​​smiled and nodded indifferently, and said: " Today is the first time in class. Next time I will have a good chat with you. Then, I will go to have tea with them first. See you later, Writer Li.
As he said, I found a step down.
It is not that Wang Bin is catching up with Li Qian. In your circle, entrepreneurs have always been very tolerant of such well-known writers. After Wang Bin left, a few gangsters came around and handed Li Qian's business card, happily wanting to make friends with her, and Li Qian treated equally: all of them were given ice cube faces that seemed polite but were indifferent. .
Why can writers be so headstrong?
How to put it, if a writer is too flattering, it will not be mixed in your circle.
When people don’t have money, they want to make friends with entrepreneurs who are open-minded. When people have money, fame, and profit, they pursue spiritual enjoyment. In your circle of bigwigs and their friends, if you don't have a few literati or artist friends, it's a very low price: only the nouveau riche can show off their cars and bags every day.
The top bosses don't show off that, they have a ranking list every year than the assets, and they say that they are too low in price.
They only occasionally posted an article in the circle of friends: I went to a temple today to meet a certain well-known Buddhist master, believe in Buddha, release life, etc. In the empire, Buddhist masters are always the darlings of entrepreneurs or celebrities. Look at the first-line stars in the entertainment circle, almost all have their own "master."
It’s not enough to have Buddhist or Taoist masters as your own friends. You have to come to a few great writers, or famous painters, and occasionally gather together to see what the exhibition is. It’s not clear if you can read it or not. I'm going to see it anyway, cultivating my sentiment, why is Ya playing so popular now? Collecting paintings for paintings is Yawan, and there are a few collectors who will try the porcelain of the Han Dynasty and the inkstones of the Tang Dynasty. How many artistic cells are there?
Writers are naturally darlings. Knowing well-known writers and well-known screenwriters is even more glorious. Everyone knows that this writer is noble, so that well-known writers can put it in the eyes, you must have literary background to talk to people. And Li Qian, who is so famous but never showed up in front of the public, is even more high-end.
There is a sense that she returns to the garden, and when you visit the thatched cottage three times, you can only look straight into the eyes of the talented woman Li Qian.
The higher this kind of literary personality, the more indifferent to others, the more face you can make friends with her.
There are many writers, some of them are really high and they don’t like to associate. Those who are wealthy and have no literary background don’t pay attention to them; and some are fake and high. This friend should be more refined than more, just a dozen or so gold. The tallest, when you have a work, it is good for them to hold a handful. For these, naturally they have to make that noble attitude and attract you to hold the corner.
I just don’t know if Li Qian, a famous but seldom seen writer in this empire, is a real high-ranking writer or a fake one. Why should I ask me later? Gao Leng thought.
"Writer Li, I heard you are from Suzhou? A talented girl from Suzhou!"
"Writer Li, why do you never show up in the public? I think the novels you write are selling well. This year there are two TV series produced by you, right?"
"Writer Li, my name is Kang, and I am also from Suzhou."
For a while, Li Qian was surrounded by groups of people. These bigwigs were amazed by Murong Yuyan beside her, but they chose to be close to Li Qian. Also, Murong Yuyan is an actress, in the final analysis, he is still a little behind the writer. Grade. Besides, as long as you have the heart, it is easy for you to deal with Murong Yuyan: ask her to speak. But Li Qian is different, this real person doesn't show his face.
"Well, thank you." Li Qian said softly in response to the question.
"Writer Li, I heard that you have built a villa in Xixi Wetland in Hangzhou. This is facing the landscape of Xixi Wetland. Inspiration bursts." An entrepreneur squeezed into the siege, his voice was much higher than the others. Obviously, he knew Li Qian had more information than others, and he even knew the approximate address of her Bieyuan Garden, which surprised Li Qian, she raised her eyes to look at the boss.
The boss was overjoyed. He straightened up and took out his business card and handed it over: "The villa in Xixi Wetland is good. It is expensive. There are more than 30 million sets of villas next to the stream, but now you spend all your money. I can’t buy it, especially the writer Li in the North District. Now it’s hard to find a house in the North District. Last time a friend of mine did not buy it for 100 million."
The Bieyuan of Hangzhou Xixi Wetland is quite well-known in the literati circle. Almost domestic famous literati gather there, especially writers and painters. The Xixi Wetland has beautiful scenery and is the best place for painting and inspiration for writers to rest and adjust. It is an excellent venue, and its reputation in the literati circle is as famous as the villas in Erhai, Dali, Yunnan.
"North District? How did you know that I live in the North District." Li Qian asked lightly.
"Oh, Lao Tan, you actually know the residence of Li Li writer." For a while, the people around looked at Lao Tan in surprise and envy.
"Friend, my friend said it." Lao Tan smiled triumphantly.
"It seems that I have to file a lawsuit with the property." Li Qian said nothing. After she said coldly, she turned around and said to Murong Yuyan: "Yuyan, let's go, Mr. Gao, I I invite you to dinner today."
Suddenly the surroundings became quiet.
Gao Leng felt seven or eight eyes with envy and jealousy around him, killing him like a knife.