American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 190 Too Much

"Ryan, the design draft of the Beats collaboration is out. Would you like to take a look?" Jimmy quickly answered the phone, and the first thing he mentioned was the collaboration with TR.

"Okay, I have one more thing." Ryan moved the phone to the other ear.

“I want to find a female singer to collaborate with.”

"Fergie or Madonna?" Jimmy on the other end of the phone responded with a smile, his tone very natural, as if no one else was worthy of working with Ryan.

"Forget it." Ryan immediately shook his head.

These two are considered top female singers, and it’s hard to handle, especially Madonna, who can suck up dirt while sitting on the ground, so she has to hide from them.

"These two are a perfect match for you, aren't they?" Jimmy didn't care.

"I think other people are more suitable, such as Lady Gaga." Ryan thought for a while and said that if he had to say who he most wanted to work with, it would have to be Lady Gaga.

But I also understand that Jimmy probably won't give in.

"Sorry, her work has been filmed until 2010, you can only choose someone else." Jimmy doesn't want Ryan and Lady Gaga to be tied together, which will lead to the confluence of their fans and may reduce Lady Gaga's audience.

"Then change someone else, a newcomer is fine." Ryan relaxed the screening scope, and everything was based on the principle of singing performance.

"I see. You like newcomers who have little experience and feel like they are training you? White or black? Or both?"

Those who know that he is looking for a song collaborator may think that Jimi is pimping for Ryan.

The key point is, these two things seem to be the same thing, right?
Ryan was too lazy to explain to him: "It's up to you, but I only want those who can sing well."

"I know you all have good singing skills. Someone will contact you later." Jimmy hung up the phone.

"One more thing, I hope Lady Gaga can wear Stay's high-end ready-to-wear clothes to perform." Ryan said suddenly.

I have even co-branded Jimi's headphones, and Jimi lets his female singers wear his clothes. This deal is very fair.

Lady Gaga's weird style is suitable for wearing the exaggerated style on the catwalk.

"These are all confirmed." Jimmy obviously wouldn't give in easily.

"Come on, it's easy for you, headphones and change clothes." Ryan held on.

"...Okay, I'll let her stylist contact you." After Ryan's repeated persuasion, Jimmy finally gave in.

After a while, Ryan received a design draft from the Beats staff. The headphones were in platinum and gold color, and above the earmuffs, there was a cursive "T&R" mark.

The top of the semicircular connecting rod of the headphones does not say "beats" but "Ryan & Taylor".

Will anyone buy this? Ryan was a little nervous.

This is a couple's set, a large and a small combination, not sold individually.

There are two more models, one white for Ryan and one gold for Taylor, which is exactly the same color as her hair. In fact, it is a re-shelled version of Beats Studio, with the same internal structure and active noise reduction function, which is a huge selling point at the moment. The price is not cheap, selling for $349. The T&R joint brand is even more expensive, selling for $399 for a single pair and $749 for a combination pack. In comparison, a low-end iPhone without a contract sells for $599. Obviously, this price is very expensive for a pair of headphones.

After taking a look, Ryan didn't find any problems and replied directly to the other party. The other party said that it would be on the market immediately and hoped that Ryan and Taylor could give it the necessary publicity. Of course, they also did not forget to send Ryan three boxes of samples.

“By the way, if I want to buy some extra, what’s the internal selling price?” Ryan asked again.

Not long after, the other party sent a reply, saying that the factory price was around US$250, and the specific price still needed to be inquired.

"What if the amount I ask for is large enough?" Ryan thought about it. The fan forum had previously received donations totaling at least $100,000. There would be no problem keeping this money with him for a short period of time, but over time, it would be inevitable that someone would complain, and for example, take this opportunity to give it to fans as a benefit.

"Then I have to go ask."

"I want a lot." Ryan mentioned his needs. Finally, Ryan assigned the relevant publicity work to Teresa, allowing her to work directly with Teresa.

After doing all this, Ryan compiled a list, bringing together all the female celebrities who currently have a say, including celebrities such as the Paris sisters.

Then he called Theresa into the room.

"Call each person on the list and ask for their addresses. Then notify Ao Mei and ask her to mail Stray's ready-made clothes to these addresses. Send more, don't be stingy." Ryan ordered.

The first batch of Stary's promotional photos have come out. Ryan saw them yesterday and thought they were pretty good. At least the designs on these models looked much more normal and ok to wear out. Moreover, the design elements have well followed the original layering and oversized style.

As for those models, Ryan didn't just do it for free. He at least gave them a lot of clothes as compensation, and they could sell goods when they wore them.

Having celebrities promote products is the solution Ryan came up with. Even more than ten years later, this promotional strategy is still effective, but not many people use it now. The one who pioneered the use of celebrities’ street wear to promote products is Beats.

"Okay, Ryan, someone applied for your personal assistant today. You met her and were very satisfied with her."

"Who?" Ryan asked.

After a while, a woman walked in. Ryan had some impression of her. It was Jenny who was responsible for rehearsing the moves when the University of Florida cheerleading team came to perform.

She doesn't go to school, so why is she applying for a female assistant position here?

"Ryan, I can do this as a part-time job. I can work for you, I can rehearse dances for you, I can do whatever you want me to do!" Jenny said expectantly.

She is just an ordinary college student. Although there are many people pursuing her in school, she is still far away from being a "star". To her, Ryan is simply the fastest lane to the entertainment industry. As long as she is with Ryan, she will have one foot on the threshold of success.

In fact, in the entertainment industry, many people have risen up step by step in this way. There are girls who would sleep with the recording engineer just to get into the recording studio. Jenny is definitely not an exception.

"I can arrange a temporary position for you, but this position is in the nightclub downstairs. You will be responsible for choreography and leading the dance. If possible, continue to help me recruit girls who can dance in your school." Ryan thought for a while and said.

Recruiting dancers in nightclubs has always been a problem, and it would be easier if someone was responsible for this aspect.

The "Dazzlers" from the University of Florida left a good impression on Ryan last time. They are all very professional.

"No problem, Ryan...Boss." Jenny nodded and corrected herself.

"Also, can you help me get in touch with the sorority at your school?" Ryan continued to ask.

"I think I can."

"I want to meet with some sorority leaders at your school, the more the better." Ryan issued a new order.

There are large sorority chapters at colleges across the United States, and Ryan would like to do some collaboration with one or more of them.

"Okay, when do you want to see them?"

"The sooner the better."

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Just two days after the call with Jimmy Iovine, a dozen female singers showed up downstairs in the Bad Room.

"Isn't this too much?" Ryan looked downstairs through the window.

At this moment, Theresa was leaning against the window, and the hot air from her mouth hit the window, creating a layer of mist.

Theresa made a sound as if she was about to die and collapsed to the ground. The remaining mist on the glass formed a “品” shape.

"Clean it up." Ryan pointed to a puddle of transparent liquid on the ground.

"Then call them in."

(End of this chapter)