Peninsula: It’s just a dream, are you serious?

Chapter 144 Bastard
Chen Yan was slightly taken aback when he saw Krystal Jung, then smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I didn't expect to run into you here."

Seeing this, the woman next to her asked with some confusion, "Do Chen Yanxi and Xiujingxi know each other?"

"Yes, they are close friends."

Chen Yan replied with a smile, and Jung Soo-jung also politely greeted the woman.

Looking at Chen Yan's profile, she couldn't help but mutter softly:

"What kind of close relationship do you mean? He didn't even tell me he bought a car, and he doesn't chat with me often."

However, her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself.

So neither Chen Yan nor the woman standing in front heard it, and they chatted for a couple more minutes.

The woman smiled and said, "That's quite a coincidence. Krystal's older sister, Jessica, is a member of Girls' Generation."

Chen Yan smiled and nodded: "Yes, I know."

Behind her, Krystal pursed her lips, unable to resist the urge to speak to Chen Yan, and said, "Chen Yan, you..."

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered something. She glanced at the woman beside her, then at Chen Yan, hesitated for a moment, and changed her words:

"Oppa, what brings you to our company?"

This was definitely not what she wanted to call him; it was only because of the seniority culture on the peninsula, and since there were outsiders present and Chen Yan was older than him, that she changed her address.

There are precedents for this.

On one occasion, she was sternly reprimanded by staff for calling her sister Jessica Jung by her English name instead of "unnie".

Yes, it definitely wasn't something she suddenly wanted to call out.

Chen Yan, standing in front of him, was startled when he heard the sudden "oppa" from someone.

He turned and looked at Krystal Jung with some surprise, then smiled inexplicably: "I wrote a song for your unnies and the others, and your company hired it, so I'm here to talk about a collaboration."

Upon hearing this, Krystal Jung's eyes widened slightly, but she quickly realized what she meant.

Right, he was originally a top student in the composition department of Yonsei University, so it's not surprising that he can write songs.

I had even given him a voice recorder before that.

I just don't know if that bastard is still using it.

Chen Yan: ? This is the bastard?
Just as Krystal Jung was about to speak, the elevator displayed that it had arrived at the artist practice room floor.

Thinking to herself how fast it went, the girl smiled and said goodbye to the two of them, "Then I'll be going now."

Chen Yan nodded and gestured to her with a phone number, indicating that he would contact her later.

Krystal Jung nodded and stepped out of the elevator.

The smile on her face vanished instantly, and her pink lips involuntarily pouted.

"What are you doing, making phone call gestures? When have you ever called me? If you're going to make those gestures, then call me! You jerk who barely even texts me."

The girl kept muttering to herself as she walked.

Suddenly, her phone beeped with a message notification, and she picked it up.

Chen Yan: You called me "oppa" really nicely just now. You can call me that more often. You're supposed to call me "oppa" anyway, aren't you? [Teasing smile]

Krystal's face flushed slightly, and then she pouted and poked the screen hard.

"If you want me to call you oppa more often, you have to chat with me more, tell me more about yourself, you jerk!"

"Ah"

Chen Yan, who had just followed the woman out of the elevator, put down his phone and suddenly felt an itch in his nose. He turned his head and sneezed.

He gave the woman an apologetic smile, and she returned the smile, indicating that it was alright.

Chen Yan followed the woman through two turns in the corridor and arrived at the door of a small conference room.

"Chen Yanxi, please wait here for a moment. I will go and ask the head of the room to come over."

"Ok."

Chen Yan glanced around the conference room, then sat down in a chair and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, the conference room door opened, and the woman who had just left and a middle-aged man walked in. Chen Yan stood up at the opportune moment.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw Chen Yan, and then he reached out his hand to him.

"Hello Chen Yanxi, I am Lin Zaijun, the head of the music department."

Chen Yan shook his hand: "Hello, Director Lin."

The two immediately released each other's hands, and Director Lin looked at Chen Yan and smiled, "I didn't expect Chen Yan to be so young. He's really young and promising."

"Director Lin, you flatter me."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two sat down on opposite sides of the conference room and began discussing business.

"That's right, all of our colleagues in the music department have listened to Chen Yanxi's work and think it's a great piece. The style of the music perfectly matches our company's requirements."

"In the end, we submitted this song to Director Lee Soo-man. After listening to it, Director Lee decided to use it as the title track for Girls' Generation's next album."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan on the other side showed little change in expression, but his slightly anxious heart instantly settled down.

It seems the song in the dream was indeed a song to be released at some point in the future.

As Director Lin spoke, he secretly observed Chen Yan's expression.

But they found that this young man seemed unusually composed.

He turned to look at the woman behind him, who then handed him a contract.

"This is the contract. Chen Yanxi can take a look. If you feel there's anything inappropriate, we can discuss it further."

Chen Yan thanked him and opened the contract to read it carefully.

While he was reviewing the contract, Director Lin explained the most important clauses.

"Regarding the song fee, we offer Chen Yanxi two options."

"One way is to buy out the song directly. In this case, the company buys all the ownership rights of Chen Yanxi's song, including the copyright. The song belongs to the company, and all subsequent revenue is unrelated to Chen Yanxi."

"If Chen Yanxi chooses to buy out the contract, the company will pay Chen Yanxi a one-time fee of 55 million Korean won."

Chen Yan nodded.

This fee is indeed reasonable for a relatively unknown newcomer like him.

"Another option is a lower usage fee plus a certain percentage of copyright revenue. If Chen Yanxi chooses this option, it would be 25 million Korean won + 3% of the copyright revenue."

Chen Yan nodded again.

After listening to the suggestions, he actually preferred the second option, which involved revenue sharing.

Although the first option provides a larger sum of money upfront, Chen Yan doesn't have any urgent need for the money right now.

Compared to this type, he still prefers the kind that provides a steady stream of income.

After a moment's thought, he made up his mind, but on the surface he smiled and said, "Could you allow me to go back and think about it, and give me an answer tomorrow?"

Although he had just reviewed the contract and found no problems, this was, after all, his first time selling a song, and with a big company like SM.

Keep an eye on it, and go back and ask someone to take another look; that way it'll be safer.

"No problem at all."

Director Lin smiled upon hearing this and stood up: "Then I'll wait for Chen Yanxi's reply."

"Ok."

Chen Yan stood up and shook hands with him again, and the group walked out of the conference room together.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries at the door, Chen Yan declined Director Lin's offer to have someone take him home and turned to walk towards the elevator.

The elevator doors opened on the first floor, and he stepped out.

After taking only a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and took his phone out of his pocket.

Open Kakao and click on a profile picture.

Are you still at the company?

(End of this chapter)