The next morning, the snowflakes outside the window fluttered in the gray sky, dancing gracefully.
Xu Sansheng, who was in a deep sleep, opened his eyes slowly. As usual, he got up, washed up, and went downstairs to buy breakfast.
Ding ding ding...
"Hey... Who is it?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Xu Sansheng? I'm Wu Yunhao, the music producer of Star Orange Music Company.”
Xu Sansheng, who was sitting in front of the computer, heard that it was a music producer. He said calmly,"Oh... Hello! May I ask what you need?"
"Mr. Xu, it's like this. Our company thinks that you have great potential as a singer, so we can work with you..."
"I'm sorry, I don't have the intention to sign a contract with the company for the time being. Thank you!”
Hearing Xu Sansheng's rejection, the other end of the phone paused for a moment and then said,"In that case, I wonder if Mr. Xu is willing to sell the copyrights to the songs you composed on the show some time ago? Don't worry, our company will buy it at the highest price in the market.”
Hearing this, Xu Sansheng pursed his lips and said,""Thank you! I don't lack money…"
This world had a very strict legal system for intellectual property. No one or company could copy, steal, or use the work of others without their permission. Otherwise, they would face 10 to 20 years in prison and five times the compensation.
Even when Director Dong Zijian wanted to post his video on Mango TV's official Weibo, he had to talk to him in private to get Xu Sansheng's approval.
Therefore, he was not afraid that others would dare to plagiarize or use his own songs to perform.
Since yesterday, the phone had not stopped ringing.
Many entertainment companies, after knowing that he had finished recording the variety show, called him through their connections. They either wanted to sign a contract with him or wanted to buy his songs, but they were all rejected by Xu Sansheng.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Sansheng began to think of ways to make money.
This was because this world had a set of strict rules for individuals who wanted to start a company.
First, the registered capital of the company must be more than 2 million.
Second, 20% of the registered capital must be paid as a security deposit to prevent the company from delaying the salary of employees.
Now, he only had 500,000 yuan in his card. This was because Mango TV had uploaded his singing video online and received a lot of fans 'love. Director Dong Zijian had specially applied to Mango TV to increase his appearance fee to 500,000 yuan.
"How should I earn money? It hurts a little!"
Xu Sansheng scratched his head in frustration and racked his brains to think of various ways to make money.
If he was a well-behaved person, it would be fine.
Back then, he had directly accepted Yang Mi's invitation and followed the route that the company had planned for him to participate in some programs. Perhaps after some time, he would be able to rely on his heavenly voice and those extremely popular and classic songs to gather a large number of fans and become a popular singer.
However, Pianpian was a transmigrator who had the support of the system and had experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Xu Sansheng had his own pride.
Since he could live again, as a transmigrator with a strong sense of self-determination and control, he naturally would not choose to be controlled by others.
Turning on the old computer, the sound of a broken fan came from the mainframe.
Two minutes later, the computer screen finally showed the classic image of the windows XP.
Xu Sansheng shook the mouse in his hand and opened the browser. He began to look up all the entertainment works and online literature works related to this world.
When he logged into China's number one literature portal website and started the literature website, he saw all kinds of novels on it and couldn't help but light up.
This was because the novel system of this world was still stuck in the martial arts system of Master Jin and Master Gu.
The protagonist was all alone, receiving help from the village elders. Then, he accidentally fell off a cliff while herding cattle. His character exploded, and he found a place where his predecessors closed their doors. He obtained some kind of profound secret manual, and then cultivated for more than ten years. He was invincible and defeated all the experts along the way.
"Sigh... Old fashioned, too old fashioned! Looks like it's time for me to become the savior of the online literature world!”
After looking at it for a while, Xu Sansheng felt that it was a bit painful to the eyes. His face was solemn and holy.
In his previous life, Xu Sansheng loved to read online novels to relax his tense nerves, especially those novels written by the top Platinum Gods. He had read them one by one.
For a super soldier who had undergone rigorous memory training, his mind was already filled with classic novels of various novel systems.
After quickly registering an author account, Xu Sansheng started typing on the keyboard.
Ethereal Journey was one of the three great works on the Internet. It was regarded as the founder of the Xianxia School of Cultivation. The cultivation system in it was also inherited in various Xianxia novels.
Time passed silently with the rising and falling of the keyboard. In the blink of an eye, it was already past three in the afternoon.
Cuckoo... Cuckoo...
A strong sense of hunger woke up Xu Sansheng, who was immersed in the sea of words.
"I'm so hungry! He imagined how time passed so quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already this time.”
After more than six hours, Xu Sansheng, who was sitting on a chair, rubbed his dry stomach and stretched his stiff body. He uploaded the 30,000 words that he had written to the Internet in sections and got up to go downstairs to eat.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。