The richest person in Chinese entertainment

Chapter 582 The exorbitant live-streaming bid puts pressure on Liu Yifei
The entire auction lasted a full three hours.

Zhang Chen made a brief appearance at the beginning and then left.

The next morning, Xue Yining gave him the results.

"Is everything here?"

"Yes, all the live streaming rights for the concerts have been sold."

Zhang Chen flipped through the catalog and saw many familiar names.

"Where's the ladle stand?"

"Uh," Xue Yining coughed lightly, "Boss, as you know, they have a fixed budget every year."

"So you only won a few domestic matches?"

"Yes, their station director even called me to try and curry favor, but I refused."

Seeing that her boss didn't speak, Xue Yining cautiously asked, "How about I try to coordinate and give them a few more games?"

"No need," Zhang Chen shook his head and continued flipping through the documents.

Seeing this, Xue Yining secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just thinking about the scene at last night's auction made her teeth ache.

Those media outlets practically went to extreme lengths to secure the broadcasting rights to a single concert.

The first few games went well, and everyone felt there was still a chance for the future.

However, there were thousands of media outlets present, and not everyone had the authority to broadcast live.

But they were unwilling to miss out on this obvious opportunity to make money.

So, as the bidding went on, some smaller TV stations started to team up and auction off their services.

This is why an auction lasted for nearly three hours.

Moreover, as more sessions are auctioned off, the remaining sessions command increasingly higher prices.

Even SpoonTV, which originally planned to save funds to eventually book all the concerts in China, lost its footing amidst this frenzied bidding.

In the end, they secured the live streaming rights for several key cities.

And that price.
Looking back now, the boss really was the most commercially valuable star in the world.

none of them.

Xue Yining saw that the boss had flipped to the very end of the document.

She saw that terrifying number again.

$86.12 billion!

The entire "Voice of Peace" global tour consists of 88 shows.

There are only a few dozen countries in the world with the capacity to host Zhang Chen's concert.

If these 88 concerts are evenly distributed, it would be equivalent to one concert per country.

And that doesn't even include countries like the United States, which won several matches.

So these 88 concerts are really not many at all.

But for the countries that won the right to host the concert, it's a huge windfall.

These countries only realized this after seeing the New York concert.

The economic impact of concerts on the domestic economy goes far beyond just foreign tourist spending and the surrounding economy, as well as concert revenue.

live streaming!

This can be seen from the fact that hundreds of millions of people around the world are paying attention, there are nearly 10 million related posts, and the total number of reposts exceeds one billion.

The greatest value of Zhang Chen's concert lies in the attention it generates.

What is the biggest source of revenue for live streaming?
ad!

If a TV station wins the live broadcast rights to Zhang Chen's concert, countless viewers will flock to their station to watch it.

With viewership for television programs, advertising becomes a major attraction for businesses looking to advertise.

88 concerts, with live streaming rights costing nearly $100 million per show?
Ha, businesses all over the world will be waving their dollars to help them fill the hole!

TV stations aren't stupid; they wouldn't fail to see the commercial value of Zhang Chen's concert after the New York show.

The businesses aren't stupid. This level of attention is approaching or even surpassing that of concerts held every four years, such as the World Cup and the Olympics. The value of these concerts is no longer as simple as just considering the concert itself.

Is the boss deliberately leaving the live broadcast rights for the New York station vacant?
Xue Yining couldn't help but think of this.

If the live streaming rights had been auctioned off before the concert started, they might not have sold for such an unprecedented price.

Wow, the boss has made history again.

"Xiao Xue".

"Huh?" Xue Yining was startled and quickly regained her composure to look at her boss, who had already put down the documents.

"Where are Sisi and the others?"

Xue Yining straightened her expression and said seriously, "They are practicing singing in the karaoke room of the New York branch."

"Oh?" Zhang Chen couldn't help but laugh. "You're very serious."

“Hmm.” Xue Yining couldn’t help but laugh. “Since Qian saw your concert, she has been under a lot more pressure, after all, she is going to hold a concert in the same place in a few days.”

Are there any invited guests?

Hearing this question, Xue Yining laughed even more: "I heard that Qianqian begged Chairman Sun to send a message in the company group."

"Hmm?" Zhang Chen perked up, picked up the notebook, and started flipping through the company's internal chat history. "What were they sending?"

Without waiting for Xue Yining's reply, he quickly found the chat history from the previous night:
[Dear Mother] - Sun Fangping: Does anyone have a ticket to Xixi's concert? Could you spare one for me? It's rare to see my daughter so ambitious, I have to support her.

Zhang Chen first complained about the title that had been changed by some busybody in the company.

Then I began to ponder the meaning of that sentence.

The more he pondered it, the more he realized how eloquent his mother was.

As a result, the company did not forcefully require everyone to attend Liu Yifei's concert.

But she also mentioned that she, the former chairman and mother of the chairman, was going to Liu Yifei's concert.

I heard that the big shot in the company is going to Liu Yifei's concert.

How would people in the company react?
"Mr. Sun, I have tickets here!"

"Chairman Sun, here's my ticket for you!"

"It seems that Mr. Sun also likes Xixi's singing as much as I do. I guess I should buy a few more tickets and recommend it to my friends."

"Sissi is our company's princess, we must support her!"

"I've decided to buy ten more tickets!"

"You're just bragging. The tickets for Sissi's concert are all sold out. We don't need you to boost sales."

"What should I do? I was so busy with work that I completely forgot to buy tickets for Sissi's concert!"

"Sigh, I was thinking of going to support her in person, but seeing how enthusiastically you guys are grabbing them, it seems like I have no chance. I'll just help promote her online and among my friends instead."

Zhang Chen's teeth ached more and more as he looked at it.

He couldn't help but turn back to Xue Yining and ask, "Am I my mother's biological child, or is Qianqian's biological child?"

Xue Yining smiled faintly and did not answer her boss's question.

Seeing that he had made a fool of himself, Zhang Chen was not annoyed, but got up and began to pack his things.

"Let's go, even my mother has come. Let me go and see if that girl is training seriously."

After he finished speaking, a look of anticipation lingered on his face.

Xue Yining slapped her forehead, feeling a headache coming on from her boss's perverse sense of humor.

But then I remembered...
how many years?

It seems that ever since she started working for her boss, she has often seen him teasing and making fun of her.

However, the boss has been quite busy with work in recent years, and I haven't seen him tease Xixi much. Is this a rare occurrence?
A strange feeling welled up in Xue Yining's heart.

But why is there a hidden sense of anticipation?

Shaking his head to clear his mind, he silently apologized to Liu Yifei and quickly followed his boss's somewhat excited figure.

The branch office was not far from where they lived.

The two arrived at the branch office in just over ten minutes by car.

We drove straight to the company's karaoke room without stopping.

He ignored all the greetings from the branch office employees who looked surprised, reserved, and excited along the way.

After you exit the elevator, the karaoke room is right across from you.

This is a practice room used by all the singers at Morning Light Music's American branch.

Taylor Swift, Rihanna, Beyoncé, and others often come here.

"Shh," Zhang Chen put his finger to his lips, gesturing for Xue Yining to be quiet, and waved for the surrounding employees to leave.

Then, out of curiosity, he pressed his ear against the door and began eavesdropping.

But after listening for a long time, I still couldn't make out anything.

There's no way around it; soundproofing is one of the most basic elements of a karaoke room.

Zhang Chen pushed the door open, and only after it opened a crack could he hear the sounds coming from inside.

The people in the karaoke room were completely unaware that they were being eavesdropped on and were having a heated discussion.

"Why don't we learn from the boss? I think his singing style is really energetic!"

Lim Yoona sat cross-legged on the ground, excitedly describing her feelings about yesterday.

"You guys have no idea, from my position, the boss's stage presence was absolutely phenomenal!"

"You don't even need to tell me. From last night until this morning, I've been surrounded by these kinds of people." Liu Yifei lay weakly on the floor. "But don't you think about who we are, who my brother is? What he can do, can we do?"

"Uh," Lim Yoona glanced at Choi Sooyoung next to her, speechless.

Also.

The boss can do it.

It's not necessarily something that they could do.

"I think the highlight of the boss's concert yesterday was that last new song, right?" Choi Sooyoung rested her chin on her hand, her face full of reminiscence. "The boss is really amazing. He wrote such an amazing song in just ten minutes, but we..."

Liu Yifei felt like she had been hit hard again, and her body trembled involuntarily as she lay there.

She rolled over and lay sprawled on the floor like a salted fish, muttering in a buzzing voice, "Ugh, why did I agree to hold a concert after my brother's?"

"If it were a few months later, or even a month later, I wouldn't be this annoyed!"

"Only a week apart, and the same set is being set up! Who knows how many people who saw my brother's concert will be curious and buy tickets to our concert! What if we don't sing well?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

As Liu Yifei spoke, she began to swing her limbs and slap the ground, looking quite agitated.

"Hey, where did this salted fish come from?"

A teasing remark interrupted Yoona and Sooyoung's distress.

This also made Liu Yifei, who was jumping on the floor, freeze.

She mechanically turned her head and saw a pair of brand-new leather shoes.

Looking upwards, you see Zhang Chen's face, full of mockery.

"WT!" Liu Yifei was so startled she almost swore.

After frantically propping herself up from the ground, Liu Yifei looked at Zhang Chen, who was now sitting on the ground like them, with a shocked expression and asked, "When did you get here?!"

"From the moment you started cursing at me?" Zhang Chen tilted his head.

Liu Yifei's face instantly turned red.

But upon seeing the lingering mockery on Zhang Chen's face, he stiffened his neck and said, "Where did I insult you?"

"Tsk, looks like I came at the wrong time?" Zhang Chen raised an eyebrow. "Shall I leave?"

After saying that, he made a move to leave.

Liu Yifei instinctively grabbed Zhang Chen's trouser leg.

But as soon as I started doing it, I realized that my movements were a bit strange.

Sure enough, when I looked up, I saw Zhang Chen's face, which had a half-smile on it.

Liu Yifei loosened his trouser leg and patted it in a pretentious manner: "I think your pants are dirty here."

Zhang Chen remained silent, simply staring at Liu Yifei's face.

One second.
Two seconds
three seconds
In the end, Liu Yifei gave in, slightly exasperated, and said in a defiant tone, "Since we're already here..."

"During the Chinese New Year?" Zhang Chen replied instinctively.

Liu Yifei's lips twitched: "I...I'm still a child?"

Yoona and Sooyoung, standing to the side, watched their boss and Liu Yifei's conversation with puzzled expressions.

What is this and what?

Xue Yining covered her face with her hands, unable to bear the sight.

Sure enough, their boss was still just as unreliable in front of Sisi.

The way the two sometimes interact is quite baffling.

Zhang Chen caught a glimpse of the expressions on his three employees' faces out of the corner of his eye, and instantly put on a stern expression, saying, "Ahem!"

"Boss, I remember I have something to do."

"Oh, I need to use the restroom."

"I need to go to the toilet too!"

Xue Yining and Lin Yun'er fled the place as if they were escaping.

For a moment, only Zhang Chen and Liu Yifei remained in the karaoke room.

Looking at the quiet room, Zhang Chen's tense face relaxed.

He almost forgot there were other people present.

"Tell me, are you having some trouble?" Zhang Chen leaned back, propping himself up with his hand as he looked at Liu Yifei.

Upon hearing this question, Liu Yifei's expression, which had just calmed down, instantly crumbled.

"I'm so annoyed," she complained. "I shouldn't have agreed to hold a concert after yours."

"It saves money, which is great."

"But!" Liu Yifei took a deep breath, then collapsed to the ground as if deflated. "The three of us are far inferior to you in terms of strength, reputation, and influence."

“That’s true.” Zhang Chen nodded in agreement.

Liu Yifei rolled her eyes, couldn't help but grind her teeth, and felt a strong urge to bite this wretched guy.

But that is also a fact.
Thinking of this, Liu Yifei's limp body collapsed to the ground, her eyes blankly staring at Zhang Chen's chin as she said, "We'll mess this up."

“That’s possible.” Zhang Chen looked down at Liu Yifei’s lifeless eyes.

"What should we do?" Liu Yifei was almost completely drained of color.

Zhang Chen patted the little girl's cheek, leaned closer, and asked, "How do you think I was in my situation when I held my first concert?"

"Around 00?"

“Yes.” Zhang Chen recalled, “I had only been in the industry for a few years when I debuted, and the entire Western music industry was full of prejudice against me.”

"Although I won a major Grammy award with Warner Music, there are also many people who like my songs without prejudice."

“But,” Zhang Chen leaned down and pressed his face against Liu Yifei’s, “many people didn’t have high hopes for me, but it was this lack of confidence that made me who I am today.”

(End of this chapter)