Chapter 16

William Morris sent a white man named Hayden, about 40 years old, with an ordinary appearance. According to himself, he used to be a middle-level manager of a Detroit car sales company, and he had been a broker for less than three years. He is really concerned about the car. When he signs a contract, he will go to the window every once in a while and look at the Dodge dynasty that he stops at the bottom of old Joe's music hall. Every black boy passing by can make him scared.

"Yeah, let's drink to that!"

Old Joe was very satisfied. Song Ya didn't intend to take advantage of this point to cheat him. Of course, most of the reasons were that song Ya didn't dare and didn't need to. The terms offered were basically not different from the standard transfer contract.

"I wish the new specialty a big sale."

Pablo can also accept that Xiao Luorui's name appears in the column of Ci writers, juxtaposed with song ya, but it is only used for external publicity. In terms of lyrics in the contract, Xiao Lori's actual rights and interests are only half of song Ya's, of course, half is not too much. That is the copyright that can benefit from his whole life.

In this contract, the authors of Ci and Qu account for about 6% of the profits of second-hand shops, 2% of the profits of xiaoluorui, 4% of Songya, and 6% of Qu, which is exactly 10%. If it's an album, then the revenue is equal to other songs. If you take 10 songs of an album as an example, if you multiply 10% by 1%, song Ya can get 1% of the money of the album. This proportion has nothing to do with the profit. If an album is sold for five dollars, song Ya can get five cents.

Despite the fact that only one million copies of albums can bring song Ya $50000 in revenue, most of them will be in the future single discs. If a single song is sold, it doesn't have to share the income with other songs. 10% is the real 10%. Moreover, the single discs are generally vinyl records and mini CDs, and the price is higher than the popular cassette tapes.

"Hey." Song Ya raised his glass and offered to make love to little Lori.

It's a matter of course. Little Lori is not in a mood now. Maybe Pablo played cards with him, which made his understanding of himself clearer. Cheers He was the first to drink. The relationship between the two will be delicate in the future, but we all know that it is far from time to calculate.

"Cheers." Hayden, who has been engaged in sales for half a lifetime, "I wish you a big sale."

"Cheers."

The wine in the cup is Lao Qiao's collection, Remy horse XO. Song Yaxian tasted it. It seems that people in the south of China also like it. After a sip, he felt very good.

Several people present didn't think there was anything wrong with the drinking of minors. After a round of drinking, Hayden and Pablo prepared two more contracts, and there were words to sign.

The first is the transfer fee. Song Ya transfers one-third of the copyright of the lyrics to xiaoluorui at the price of 2500 yuan. This figure is estimated according to the sales volume of 50000 albums and 10000 single songs. Hayden is not satisfied and wants to fight for it again, but song Ya still let him forget it and take it as his own tuition fee.

The next is the confidentiality agreement for the previous contract, commonly known as the sealing fee, which is another $2500. In any future occasion, xiaoluorui can claim that he has completed the rap part of the song of second-hand shop, and song Ya is only the author of the chorus. Song Ya must fully support this statement. As for the liquidated damages, it's just a meaningless number. Little Lori will not take the initiative to tell the truth, but if he repents and changes his words

Then you can't just take the money and you can fix it.

Pablo took out five stacks of neat twenty knives and threw them in front of Hayden for him to count.

Songya thought of Goodman's advice, and reminded himself that even if it was cash income, he should not forget to pay taxes. It would soon be the US tax season in April, which could never be forgotten.

When all was done, Sonya paid Hayden's share and sent him downstairs to leave. "You're focusing on two things now, keeping an eye on the progress of the copyright application, and helping me join the composers' Association as soon as possible." Before Hayden's Dodge Dynasty, he ordered.

"I'll watch."

After two trips to Nancheng, he got five hundred dollars for several contracts. In the next year, he would continue to get 10% of song Ya's royalty income, which was almost the same as collecting money. Although he had to pay part of it to William Morris, Hayden was still in a good mood, "no problem." He agreed, "but I suggest you join BMI (Radio Music Association), the cost is higher, but BMI customers and your song audience have a greater intersection, you know, radio."

"I know. You can do it."

They had a good talk before. Song Ya felt that he could recognize each other's professionalism, so he took him and aunt Susie to Goodman's law firm, signed the first economic contract after crossing, and settled with Goodman by the way.

"What else do you want me to help you find more opportunities?" Hayden offered, "a lot of little singers need lyrics and songs, and even some commercials, I have a way, as long as you can write them."

"Forget it."

Song Ya doesn't write it. There is no Apocalypse plug-in. He knows how much he weighs. "You go quickly. It's not safe for white people to stay here for a long time." He cautioned.

"Er..."

Hayden turned to look at the darkness at the door of the opposite underground nightclub. "Then I'll go. Call. Bye." He started the car quickly and disappeared with a whoosh.Back upstairs, apart from the recording studio, there are all people, and most of them are the girlfriends and companions brought by the musicians. Tony even brings his ex girlfriend over. They are shrinking in the corner. The musicians who have joined one after another fall on the sofa in the control room, watching the drummers audition again and again. They really work all the way Eric, the tuner, has only been sleeping for a few hours these days, and people are wilting. Song Ya feels that he may die of overwork at any time.

the air is very stuffy, and it also combines the fragrance of perfume, leaves, alcohol, tobacco and strong smell, but perhaps it is the normal state of the music circle. Even the boss of old Joe didn't care. He was surrounded by the girls brought by several musicians with a glass of wine. He was talking with a smile and enjoying himself.

"Well, maybe it's because I'm the only outsider."

Song Ya had a sense of loneliness in such a lively environment. The soul of the Chinese people made him totally unable to integrate into it.

Remembering that he had not been to school for several days, the plan of learning hegemony was worrying. Then he did not know how and when the next "Apocalypse" would be triggered. Fortunately, the cash of 4500 dollars in his pocket could give him great comfort.

"What should we do when we get the first pot of gold after crossing?"

He thought about it for a second time. He didn't have a memory of his past life. In America, it's very inconvenient to have no car at home. So he went to find Tony and said, "Hey, I'll go to the used car market with me tomorrow."

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