Singles sales revenue, Song Yaneng got nearly 10%, 1.5 million sales, the average single price is about six dollars, which is about one million in revenue. Of course, the specific calculation method is not so simple. In fact, this figure cannot be reached ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The specific amount on the document is more than nine hundred and thirty thousand dollars.
"Boss, don't worry, it's all right." Song Asheng whispered to Song Ya.
Song Ya looked at Little Lori and Old Qiao, they were already signing, so they signed the names one by one.
At that time, I sold five thousand dollars to Little Lowry with 2% royalties. Now this money is worth nearly two hundred thousand dollars. This is only the settlement figure when the 1.5 million sales are sold. Wait for the next one hundred and fifty. Ten thousand, it will be nearly two hundred thousand dollars.
Five thousand to four hundred thousand, Song Ya felt a little bit sore.
Daniel has poured a few glasses of champagne and handed them to everyone in person, "Happy cooperation."
"Happy cooperation!"
Lao Qiao, as the producer, is the one who took the most money today. Song Ya didn’t see the specific amount. He estimated that there would be five million. He took a sip, "I hope the next 1.5 million will come soon."
"Yes, the three platinum problem is not big." Daniel relied on this business to bring a huge amount of income to SBK, and only 30% of the issue could be divided. Three-thirds, minus the cost of publicity and distribution is still a big profit, "A classic win-win, toast to our successful cooperation!" He drank the wine in one cup.
"Cheers!" Everyone did it together. Pablo gave a wink at Old Joe and Song Ya, "Next, SBK will release the album of Lowry II..."
"The promotion is scheduled for December."
Daniel didn’t mean to make any roundabouts. “The main focus of SBK in the next two months will be on the TotheExtreme album of vanilla ice.”
"But..." Pablo didn't want to give up yet.
Song Ya put the wine glass back on the table, "Let's go." Directly led Song Asheng to leave.
Chicago 1990 Chapter 54: Made in the dead
Pablo might put himself on the shelf for the sake of Lori, so it’s better to leave early, return to Chicago, and plan out Hayden’s share and Song Asheng’s remuneration. Song Ya actually got a little over 830,000, plus The previous savings, the bank deposit difference of tens of thousands of dollars, is a real millionaire.
Of course, the follow-up income from the second-hand store and to De Klerk is not included here.
"Boss, it's time for him to plan to invest in things. Deposit the money in the bank, and beat the inflation." Song Asheng suggested.
"Invest..."
Song Ya certainly thought about it. In addition to the current music in his own business, the inspiration he got from the three apocalypses is to anticipate the future development of image and audio technology, and then combine the learning results in this era to come up with an electronic software and hardware industry. Investment direction.
"Electronics industry, do you understand?" he asked.
Song Asheng raised a thumbs up, "The boss is a young man after all, he has a bright mind, and the future of the electronics industry is naturally good. Wang An, Nong has heard of the cut? The light of Chinese origin, formerly the fifth richest man in the country, can stand out from IBM. Character, his old man passed away not long ago, and Wang’an Computer’s stock is now at a low level."
"Oh?" Song Ya is interested, and such a powerful Chinese? He asked Song Asheng to find the information. After reading it, his face turned black. "Wang An Computer's stock price was more than 40 when it was at its highest. Now it's not even four yuan for a share?"
"How about a low position? After Wang An passed away, the company is now managed by a professional manager. This person is very powerful, and the company's stock price rebound is just around the corner."
"emmm……"
Song Ya thought for a long time, but she shrank. After all, she didn’t understand stocks. “Wait when I find time to learn some basic knowledge before entering the industry.”
sent Song Asheng away. He used his free time to buy some related books and read them slowly.
Unknowingly, another two weeks passed, "Investment portfolio... diversify risks..." He drew the key points in front of his desk, "So if I look more at the entire electronic hardware and software industry, I should diversify my investment into related stocks ..."
At this time, the phone rang, and he picked up the handset, "Ali! Come down! We're off!" It was Tony's loud voice.
I just remembered that today is the day when Lori is holding a party at his new home. Since I have invited myself, it is not good not to go.
hung up the phone, took a bottle of champagne from the kitchen cabinet, and went downstairs.
Since the last time we parted in New York, he deliberately didn't inquire about Little Lori and Old Joe in order not to mix up. Now he doesn't know how they are. Walking out of the gate on the first floor, I saw the'silencer' driving a red Chevrolet convertible. Tony was sitting in the back seat with an unfamiliar black girl in his arms. The stereo on the car seemed to have been modified, the movement was huge, and the rhythm was extremely loud. The strong music shook the ground around it.
"Let’s go, I’m not unlucky after being complained by nearby residents." Song Ya complained, reaching out to pull the front door.
Suddenly, I made a blank with one hand, and the car in front of me was two feet high. When I fixed my eyes, the car body was pushed by several shiny silver hydraulic columns, and it was already far away from the wheels.
"Ahahahahaha!" The two men and one woman in the car looked at their own eyes like a hillbilly, laughing wildly.
"I won't go if I play again." Song Yaman's black line on his forehead.
"Okay, okay, stop playing, come up." Tony patted the shoulder of'Muffler'.
‘Muffler’ pressed a few modification buttons under the center console, and the car suddenly tilted towards him, the door and the ground were at an angle, and it was impossible to open it.
"How can I get on this!" Song Ya was helpless.
"Come here, stupid!" Tony exclaimed.
No way, Song Ya raised his foot and stepped into the passenger seat. The'silencer' pressed the button again, and the car became balanced. It drove all the way and kept changing all the way. One wheel was lowered for a while, and the other two wheels were raised. Get up and sit like a boat.
It was a little uncomfortable to be bumped, Song Ya rolled his eyes, "Little Lori's car?"
"Yay."
‘Muffler’ gave an affirmative answer and pressed the control switch of the modified audio again, "Lookinside..." Mira’s singing sounded.
"FXXXYOU~FXXXYOU~"
He began to sing the flower Q along and happily drove outside the city.
After driving for a long time before reaching the destination, "Where did Lori buy the house?" Song Ya asked.
"The lake."
Tony began to show off again, "It's huge, and there is a swimming pool..."
Finally, the'silencer' drove the car into an open iron door, and a white building came into view.
The colonial-style double-storey villa, the swimming pool is full of water, and there are many folding sun loungers next to it. There are already many guests dangling in it, mostly black males wearing hip-hop. Song Ya also saw Several white waiters in uniforms, some were mixing wine in front of the temporary bar, some holding a tray in one hand, and delivering wine professionally with the other behind, and some were grilling steaks in front of the grill...