Young Master Zhang used to only hang out in his small circle. Although all the big boys in Jincheng, Manbei, have heard of this name, they are not familiar with it. They only know that he started his own business without relying on his family, and he ran a big stall.

Even though he has a lot of money, he is afraid of humiliating him.

As for the evaluation of the bully, it is related to the performance in recent months.

Ever since Mr. Zhang was betrayed and his family fortune was squandered, he actually knew how to bend the rules, mingled with a bunch of poor literary youths with nothing in their pockets, and started a publishing house in a serious manner.

The company seems to be really planning to join the cultural circle.

As for who was the most popular among the literary youth at this time, everyone may have their own arguments, but one thing is generally accepted, that is, the poor were the most numerous.

They are just a bunch of unemployed vagrants with no serious workplace, or frustrated people wandering around the edge of the workplace. They are full of complaints and write a few sad words about spring and autumn, in exchange for a few drinks that can't be had for a few drinks, and usually have some meat.

You have to join in with everyone, or wait for some bastard to pay the royalties, which shows how miserable life is.

There is no way, the good literati are all staying in the system, how can they hang out with this bunch of worthless guys, it is rare that a wealthy person is willing to make friends with them, so why don't you try your best to fawn over them, and with this period of time?

Mr. Zhang never fails to take advantage of him. Mr. Zhang is also generous and always offers good wine and meat. As time goes by, it is inevitable that he will get the reputation of being taken advantage of.

Of course, this name is only spread among the disciples of the big courtyard. If outsiders dare to call it, there will be a lot of people who dare to come forward and risk their lives.

Mr. Zhang is not an ordinary rich man, and he does not get the money and water for free. Who dares to take advantage for granted? Someone will teach him how to behave immediately. They are worried about how to show their loyalty to Master Zhang. They are afraid that they will be fools by then.

Too little is not enough.

Cui Jian and the others were certainly not fools, so whether they were people in the compound or not, they all raised their wine glasses and saluted Mr. Zhang.

Facing this familiar scene in front of him, Zhang Tiejun finally felt like a master. Every time he hung out with Chen Dahe, with his noisy attitude, he almost doubted whether he was a follower.

After the toasts were finished and before Zhang Tiejun could speak, these people, starting from Cui Jian, introduced themselves again in earnest. There were seven people in total, four of whom were from art troupes. They got together to form a band because of their hobbies. Most of them

Sometimes I cover songs from Taiwan and abroad, and I also try to write my own songs from time to time, but there is no routine. I basically rely on imitation, but occasionally I have some surprises.

For example, the song just now was nothing. Cui Jian imitated European and American rock music and wrote it, and then added some experimental elements such as ethnic instruments. As a result, when the work was completed, he suddenly discovered that it turned out to be a pure Chinese song, which really surprised him.

He was surprised, how could it be like this? This question indeed made him think about it for several years before he understood it.

As these people were introduced one by one, Chen Dahe and Zhang Tiejun basically understood the current situation of this group of people. In fact, Cui Jian had formed a band before, with seven people, called Qi Ply Board.

It is said that he has released two albums, both of which were released together with Seven Plywood, but they were just his solo performances.

It's a pity that Xiangjiang and Taiwan songs are king these days. The domestic popular music market has not yet taken shape, so naturally there is no income. Seven Plywood has been disbanded. Now the band relies on running around and relying on their original unit.

wage income subsidy.

Yes, some of them have serious jobs, such as Cui Jian, who is the second alternate trumpet player in the Beijin Song and Dance Troupe. In other words, if the main trumpet player gets sick, the first alternate will also be injured.

It was his turn to play.

In this way, you will naturally have a lot of time to play music, and it will not affect your salary. How great!

But this method of relying on love to generate electricity is not a long-term solution after all. Now these people are looking at Zhang Tiejun eagerly. They all remember that Mr. Zhang just said that he would release an album for Xiaojian!

Zhang Tiejun was also unambiguous and immediately sent an invitation to Cui Jian, "I think you are quite talented, especially your song, which has nothing. It would be a pity if it cannot be released to the public. If you can trust me, I will give it to you."

How about opening a sound company and using the songs you just sang for the first album?"

Cui Jian and his companions looked at each other, and after checking their eyes, they immediately filled up the wine glasses, raised them high and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for the compliment. You are of course trustworthy, and we will follow you from now on!"

Zhang Tiejun blinked, why did he feel like he had seen the Xiangtang in the Xiangjiang movie?

But that's not important. He grinned and said, "Okay, we will be a family from now on. Come on, let's go together."

After saying that, they clinked their glasses and drank heavily for a while.

Chen Dahe had been standing there with his mouth open and didn't dare to say a word.

This is a fool meeting a fool, a perfect match!

One really dares to say it, and the other really dares to respond.

Is it that easy to open a sound company? Are there producers? Are there composers and lyricists? Can I buy equipment? Where can I find professional sound engineers who can operate the equipment?

Don't talk about poaching people. In the past two years, audio companies have been established one after another. I don't know how many professional talents have been poached. The National Audio Publishing House itself does not have enough people.

At this time, Zhang Tiejun, who had fucked several times in a row, finally noticed something was wrong with the expression on the face of the person opposite him. He first smiled at the band member, and then gave him a look, "What's wrong?"

Chen Dahe pinched his forehead, gave him a fake smile, and then patted Cui Jian on the shoulder, "Hey, Xiaojian, who was the producer for the two albums you released before?"

"Producer?" Cui Jian turned his head and blinked, "What producer?"

Looking at the interaction between Chen Dahe and Zhang Tiejun just now, we can understand that this man seems to have a very good relationship with Zhang San, and the person who can be friends with Zhang San is definitely not an ordinary person, so he is a little more polite than before.

point.

"Well,"

This time it was Chen Dahe's turn to blink. We don't understand. Is there not even a music producer in the mainland now? How did so many music works come out in the past?

After being confused for a while, he thought for a while and then said, "Just like the editor-in-chief of a publishing house, he is someone who understands the overall style and recording quality of your album."

He is not a professional, so how can he accurately describe the specific role of the producer? He can only explain it based on imagination.

Cui Jian frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "You mean, the sound engineer? My last two albums were recorded by our band with a sound engineer. If you ask the sound engineer, I know that person."

He must be responsible for the overall style of the album, but isn't it the sound engineer who is responsible for the recording quality? Why is he still called a producer?

Chen Dahe rubbed his forehead helplessly, waved his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, the sound engineer also wants it. Ask him later if he is willing to work here with Zhang Tiejun, and the salary will be favorable."

"Okay," Cui Jian grinned, "This is simple. He is also an employee of the cultural troupe. The recording studio is actually owned by the public. He just records tapes for outside singers at night to earn some extra money. His skills are not bad. If someone else hires him, he will probably be poached.

No, but Third Master, as long as he is willing to pay him a salary, he can probably recruit him."

When Zhang Tiejun heard this, he immediately slapped the table and said, "Okay, I'll leave this to you. He will be the producer of your album!"

After saying that, he smiled at Chen Dahe and said, "You're the producer, right? Brother-in-law."

Chen Dahe nodded expressionlessly, "Yes, producer."
Chapter completed!