America's Top Player

Chapter 39 Apocalypse Label's First Album Promotion

Chapter 39 Apocalypse Label's First Album Promotion
The good news doesn't end there. Cardi B's first EP "Bodak Yellow" also completed all post-production work almost at the same time and is currently being printed at full capacity on the production line of the foundry.

Because of his high hopes for Cardi B, Li Ang was not conservative in the number of copies printed in the first batch.

30000 CDs and 5000 vinyl records.

The printing costs alone were a huge sum of money, but fortunately his funds were being replenished continuously from the share of the record revenue from the ROC Kingdom.

This number is nothing for a first-line singer, and it is even a bit conservative for Li Ang today.

After all, Cardi B is a complete amateur and she just turned 18 this year.

Compared with printing costs, publicity is also a major area of money consumption.

There are at least hundreds of well-known music radio stations in New York, and countless other niche radio stations hidden in the corners of the community.

If you want to test play a new song of just three minutes on a reputable radio station, the price will be at least $1000.

If you think this is not enough, you can add an extra $500 and the radio DJs will give you a few minutes of meaningless music reviews, all in a variety of ways.

Although this method of radio promotion is old, it is still effective.

The United States has the highest per capita car ownership in the world, and even if children and the elderly are included, there is almost one car per person.

And most Americans have the habit of listening to the radio while driving, which leads to those unknown workshop radio stations also having some die-hard fans of their own.

"These greedy bastards!" Phil handed Leon a list of quotations for new song trial broadcasts from various New York radio stations, cursing all the time.

He obtained this quotation sheet by making hundreds of phone calls to Bonnie during this period.

When Leon saw the quotes from major radio stations, he finally understood why Phil was so angry.

New York's most famous pop music radio station Z100 quoted a price of $5000, and whether it would be played depended on the quality of the song.

Compared with the huge user base of Z100, this price is not only not expensive but also quite affordable.

But the following quotes made Leon a little uneasy. Those community radio stations that usually accepted orders for a few hundred dollars actually raised their prices to more than a thousand dollars.

"Has the US dollar depreciated to this extent?"

When Li Ang saw that a Niuma radio station on the list was asking for $10,000, he instantly understood everything.

"Chister Bad Boy Radio" belongs to T-ray and its office is located in the utility room of the cheap club downstairs from his office.

This small workshop, founded in 1999, has little business at all and is currently in a semi-suspended state.

As for when the show will start, it all depends on when T-ray gets high and randomly draws a lucky listener to battle online and greet each other.

The reason why other well-known community radio stations collectively raised their prices must be T-ray's behind the scenes. No radio station focusing on rap music is not afraid of his Blood Gang background.

"That damned Niko made so much money from me and he's still not satisfied."

The more Li Ang thought about it, the angrier he became. Not only did T-ray make nearly five figures from him through record sales and commercial performances, but he also got a share of $100,000 from JAY-Z.

What’s even more annoying is that even though Li Ang and Roc had signed a contract, T-ray was still secretly printing and distributing pirated records to make huge profits.

“Something just doesn’t feel right.”

He thought about it carefully in his mind. Although he and T-ray had a quarrel that ended in a bad way, this guy was simple-minded and lazy as hell. Why did he have to go to so much trouble to make this happen?
At this time, Phil smiled awkwardly and said, "Maybe I am partly responsible for this."

You again?
Li Ang crossed his hands and rested them on his chin, waiting quietly for the other party to explain the whole story.

This old scumbag is extremely morally corrupt. He not only backstabbed his brother but also slept with George's woman.
If he was having an affair with T-ray's wife, then everything that happened would be easily explained.

"Actually, I discovered Cardi B at George's club," Phil sighed helplessly. "So, besides me, you've tried to steal T-Tay's girl more than once?"

"It wasn't really poaching. Cardi was just a stripper at the time, and I was the only one who noticed his talent." Phil winked at Cardi B.

Cuddy fiddled with her fake nails, which were at least five centimeters long, and laughed strangely, "Those two poor Nico guys, T-ray and George, don't know what they're talking about!"

"They had no idea that this buttocks made of solid gold was right before their eyes!"

As she spoke, Cuddy stood up and gently rubbed Phil's face back and forth with her taillights.

Their relationship had improved rapidly since the album recording began, but before that she had threatened to bust Phil's balls at least three times a day.

Phil felt the breath of the sea and spread his hands. "I recommended Cuddy to them more than once, but they were just a bunch of idiots who didn't take it seriously."

"Then this incident with you happened, and now they're going to do everything they can to stop Cardi from releasing a T-ray."

Having said that, Li Ang basically gave up hope of settling this matter.

But if we lose the cheap and easy-to-use promotional tool like radio, how can we promote this crucial album?
The prices charged by professional music critics in mainstream media are even more unscrupulous than those charged by radio stations.

"What's up? Aren't they just two damn idiots?!"

"Let me take care of everything!"

"You coming?" Leon and Phil looked at Cardi B, wondering if this black girl was having another manic attack.

In fact, she has never had a normal time.

"Mxxtherfucka! I'm going to teach them a lesson. Anyone who dares to stand in my way of becoming famous will be shot!"

"I'm talking about anyone!"

As she spoke, Cardi B actually reached into her underwear, pulled out a Glock and loaded it skillfully.

"Please sit down first, we can think of other ways."

Li Ang quickly comforted Kadi. He couldn't just let this black girl do whatever she wanted.

If it really doesn't work, just be determined to spend more money and find some big radio stations like Z100 to cooperate with.

His friends in the circle, Kendrick and Robbie, all have a certain appeal.

He even shamelessly thought of his sister-in-law Beyoncé. If he could use his language skills to make a woman feel comfortable, maybe the queen would really help him?

"No! This matter must be resolved! Gang matters must be resolved gang-wise!"

"Those two bastards don't respect me at all!"

Before Leon could say anything, Cardi B rushed out with a gun.

"Fuck Phil, do something, this girl is going to die!"

Li Ang was more anxious than his own mother lying in the ICU, but not because he was really worried about Kadi's safety.
He had spent nearly 100,000 U.S. dollars on this girl, and he couldn't just watch his human money printing machine die before it even started.

"Perhaps she really did resolve this matter. In the eyes of the gangsters, only strong enough violence can earn their respect."

Leon understood what Phil said, but how could an 18-year-old black girl do it?

If it comes to vulgarity, even the actresses from Buzzards Film Studios may not be a match for Cardi, but when it comes to violence, how can she be compared with an OG (Old Gun) who has been in gangs for more than 20 years?
The only way Leon could think of for Cady to win was to "burn" George and T-RAY to death with her taillights.

(End of this chapter)

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