Chapter 130

The meeting lasted until five o'clock, and everyone was off work.

Simon comes to the parking lot from the side door of the office building with the record company information compiled by Jennifer, only to see the female assistant standing in front of her car with the hood turned over and Neil Bennett bending over to help her check something.

Simon went over, looked at the engine and asked, "what's the matter?"

Neil Bennett pulled his hand back from the engine and said to Simon, "it won't start. It should be something wrong with the electronic control system."

Simon listened to Neil Bennett's explanation, glanced at the engine again, felt that Jennifer was looking at herself expectantly, and said to the female assistant with a smile, "don't you think I can repair a car?"

Jennifer felt Simon look at herself up close, shrunk her neck a little shyly, and said, "you should know everything."

Simon nodded with empathy and said, "it seems a little. However, if I repair your car at this time, will my EQ be too low? "

"Why?" said Jennifer

Simon pointed to his car and said, "let's go. I'll take you home. Your car will be sent to the garage tomorrow."

Her white cheeks turned red and she couldn't help looking out of the parking lot, where paparazzi were already taking pictures with their cameras. I felt dizzy. Unconsciously, I got on his SUV. When he asked me where I lived, I woke up and said, "I'm still living in my uncle's house."

Simon said with a smile, "Georges, I don't think I've been there yet."

So he told him the address of his uncle's house, reacted to it, and quickly explained it to Neil Bennett in the front row.

Like a restless fawn in a trap.

He noticed that the man beside him was smiling. He obviously enjoyed the disgusting appearance of her flustered state. Suddenly, he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to reach out and pinch him.

After a moment of awkwardness, or just a moment of awkwardness for her, he looked down at the papers in his hand and found another topic: "how's Miss Johnston doing?"

Words export immediately feel, he is really stupid.

I know that.

Besides, it's a stupid question.

Simon did not turn his head, his eyes still fell on the document in front of him, and said, "she is still in New York, and I will go there next week to spend Christmas with her. By the way, you can go there together, and you should go back to New York, too? "

She nodded, quickly turned the topic away, looked at the record company files he had collected these days, and asked, "are you going to open a record company?"

Simon shook his head and said, "look first, but you'd better buy one. It's too much trouble to start from scratch."

I think of it because of the song I wrote for Madonna.

Although it is an additional condition to persuade Madonna to take part in vulgar novel, this song can't be written in vain.

The specific contract was negotiated between Jonathan and Madonna's production company, with a basic salary of $100000, which is nothing for Simon. However, when the album hit the market, Simon's personal income immediately doubled.

Due to the popularity of "celebration", Madonna's current album is expected to sell more than 10 million copies worldwide.

As the songwriter of "celebration", Simon's personal position is similar to that of the screenwriter of Hollywood movies. According to the regulations of the American Records Association, songwriters can get a certain percentage of the revenue from the sale of each album. This rule has been implemented since the beginning of the 20th century, much earlier than the scriptwriters Union's video sharing clause. The original score of songwriters was 2 cents per record. After more than half a century of negotiation and revision, it has now risen to 7.5 cents.

So.

According to the global sales of 10 million copies of you can dance, Simon is expected to get a share of $750000.

Just like the share of TV broadcasting rights of film writers in addition to the income from video tapes, Simon can continue to obtain income from the TV broadcasting, concert performance, film and television episode authorization and other channels of "celebration" in addition to the share of album sales.

According to the previous statistics of the industry, this part of the revenue can at least be equal to the sales share of the album.

All in all, it's just a song from an album that will bring Simon about $1.6 million in revenue in the next few years.

The $1.6 million is a drop in the bucket for Simon's present fortune, but it makes him realize what a fortune all the 13 people in his mind will have in the next 30 years.

Take "you can dance" as an example, it's just the sales of records. According to the average price of $20, the global sales of 10 million copies means the total revenue of $200 million.

Simon, as a songwriter, may only get $750000 in album sales, but if he becomes a record company owner, just like he is now a screenwriter and a Denise film owner, the corresponding revenue as an album producer will be far more than $750000.Of course, it's not so easy to make a record that sells more than 10 million copies worldwide, otherwise Madonna would not be Madonna.

In fact, among all the albums released by the major record companies in North America, even platinum albums with million level sales are less than 5%, and more than 95% of the other albums fail. However, for Simon, who is not short of fame and strength, but also knows the trend of the recording industry in Europe and the United States in the next 30 years, it is absolutely not too difficult for him to create several top pop singers and release some popular albums with countless hot singles in his mind.

Simon was browsing through the papers and chatting casually with Jennifer.

SUV unknowingly turned into baylair community mountain road. Seeing that she was about to get home, Jennifer paused and said, "Simon, there's one more thing."

Simon felt Jennifer suddenly become cautious and looked up and said, "what?"

After some hesitation, Jennifer took out a newspaper from her satchel, unfolded it, handed it over and said, "I think you should read it."

Simon looked at the newspaper that had been handed over to Jennifer, and most of the page in front of him was an apocalypse.

A couple in San Diego, Southern California, lost a four-year-old boy in 1972. The newspaper provided the photo, name, date of birth, case record, and notice of the boy. The couple felt that Simon was their son who had been separated for many years, but they didn't get in touch with him in private, so they openly hoped Simon would make a decision to them through the newspaper respond.

Simply glancing at the newspaper, Simon shook his head and said, "fake."

"This little boy in the newspaper is very similar to the picture published by your welfare home," she whispered

"Maybe, but they must not be my parents," Simon closed the newspaper, feeling the concern of Jennifer's eyes. He frowned and thought for a while. Some kind of emotion came again, until he felt a little dizzy, so he gave up to go back to the memory of that year. However, in a year and a half, some vague fragments have been accumulated: "Jennie, you know, I was 5 years old at that time, and I already had some memories. Although it's a bit vague now, I probably remember that my parents, um, should not be American. Therefore, as long as these people are native to North America, they must be fake. "

When listening to Simon's off and on as if nothing had happened, Jennifer suddenly felt a kind of strong affection, because she was surprised to see that when Simon said these words, tears came out of his eyes unconsciously.

It turned out that he would also shed tears.

He is so strong that he seems to be a boy who can conquer the world.

It's just that.

Seeing his tears, why do you feel so sad.

She subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to help him wipe away his tears, but Simon himself had already noticed it. He reached out and wiped it on his face. He found that he had just shed tears again. He just laughed awkwardly at Jennifer and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened."

She took the tissue out of her satchel and handed it to him in a guilty voice. "It's my fault, Simon. I shouldn't have shown you this newspaper."

Looking at the tears on his face, I can't help thinking of the things mentioned in the newspaper.

He would rather be self reliant from the age of 13 than accept adoption, obviously with an instinctive fear of his family. Then, his biological parents may not have left him even a warm memory. In this case, it seems that there is no need to look for those two people now.

He secretly made up his mind never to mention it in front of him.

Entering the belle community, the SUV stops in front of a villa. Simon glances out of the car window and says to the female assistant, "I won't go down. See you tomorrow. Say hello to George and me."

Neil Bennett got out of the car, turned to the other side and opened the door.

I really want to hug him, but looking at the paparazzi who has come to take pictures of the front window of the SUV, she has to nod and say, "see you tomorrow."