RBCT 57: It's not a sin for men to cry.
57: It's not a sin for men to cry.
Zhang Yadong can be considered one of the top music producers in China for the next few decades, a benchmark figure.
He will produce works for many well-known singers from Mainland China, Taiwan, and Hong Kong, including Faye Wong, Wang Feng, Dou Wei, Pu Shu, Chris Lee, Tiffany Hsu, and Karen Mok. He is truly a man of exceptional talent and extraordinary ability.
If Han Wen could recruit this person when they were at their lowest point, he would be laughing all the way to the bank. His Jubao Records would then be given wings and take off immediately.
Adding flowers to brocade is nothing compared to offering charcoal in the snow. The other person will likely be eternally grateful and devoted to you.
"Where is your company? I don't have any money for the bus fare," Zhang Yadong said somewhat embarrassedly.
"You're not something you should worry about, as long as you're willing to come with me. I promise you, from this moment on, your life will be completely transformed." Han Wen sighed inwardly, his tone somewhat heavy as he said, "I'm sorry, I should have come to find you sooner."
However, I've been really busy with work lately, so I've been delayed.
"You don't need to apologize to me; I should be thanking you. My demands are simple: just give me a place to stay and a meal." Zhang Yadong shook his head. "If you agree to these two conditions, I'll go with you."
"Two conditions, no, I'll grant you twenty conditions." Han Wen shook his head, his expression serious, and said with certainty, "Zhang Yadong, remember this: for the next twenty years, you can make one request to me every year."
As long as it's reasonable and not too outrageous, I'll agree to it.
I, Hanwen, solemnly promise you here today: From this moment forward, I entrust the management of Treasure Bowl Records to you.
From now on, as long as the company doesn't lose money, you can do whatever you want. If it makes money, you'll receive unimaginable profits.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhang Yadong gritted his teeth and made a decision immediately: "Wait for me a moment, I need to pack my things here and take them with me."
"I'll help you pack." Han Wen nodded, ignoring the unpleasant smell emanating from the blankets and sheets, and started packing with Zhang Yadong.
Luckily, he was driving a Volkswagen Beetle, which could carry a lot of stuff. If he had been driving his mom's Audi, he really wouldn't have been able to take so much stuff with him at once.
Half an hour later, the two of them, carrying each other on their backs and shoulders, finally left the dark and damp basement.
When the two of them walked out of the basement, and Zhang Yadong saw the little yellow bug parked outside, he finally felt a little more at ease.
A car worth over 30,000 yuan was an absolute luxury car in his eyes. After all, the most money he ever had was only 300 yuan.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will never have been able to earn so much money in his entire life, and he will never have been able to afford a car.
Therefore, he now has a clear understanding of Han Wen's abilities and is filled with renewed hope for the future.
Han Wen put the things into the car, and after Zhang Yadong got in, he drove towards the music academy.
Indeed, Han Wenxin's newly registered Jubaopen Records Co., Ltd. is located near the music academy. This area is a hub for musical geniuses, making it the perfect place to start a music company.
Although Jubao Pen Records Co., Ltd. is not very large, it has completely refreshed Zhang Yadong's understanding.
As he stood at the window, looking at the music academy not far away, he felt as if he were dreaming, and life seemed so fantastical and unreal.
"Hanwen, is this really your company?" He couldn't believe it.
"From now on, this is your company too." Han Wen nodded and smiled. "The company's registered capital is 100,000 yuan, all in the account. That's enough for you to start your business."
"One hundred thousand yuan, one hundred thousand yuan?" Zhang Yadong muttered to himself, feeling like he had misheard.
"That's right, the company's registered capital is 100,000 yuan, and that's the actual amount paid." Han Wen nodded: "If you find a good prospect, it's worth nurturing."
Or, if your company expands and needs capital injection, you can contact me.
I have nothing but money. I wouldn't dare say a lot, but hundreds of thousands, even millions, are no problem.
"Really?" Zhang Yadong was stunned.
"You don't need to doubt my financial strength. As long as you prove your ability and demonstrate your value, money will never be a problem." Han Wen nodded: "Zhang Yadong, your chance to make a name for yourself has arrived."
Let me see just how high and how far you can fly.
"Han Wen, no, no, Chairman Han, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down," Zhang Yadong loudly assured him.
"Okay." Han Wen nodded. "Now that we're partners, let's sign the necessary documents."
"Okay." Zhang Yadong nodded.
Han Wen opened the drawer of his desk, took out the contract that had been prepared in advance, and placed it next to Zhang Yadong.
Zhang Yadong picked up the contract and carefully examined it page by page. Although he wasn't a law student and didn't understand law, he could roughly tell that the contract was very well-structured and fair.
Several tens of minutes later, he finished reading the contract. Then, without saying a word, he picked up a pen and began to sign. He opened the inkpad and began to press his fingerprint.
Han Wen was pleased to see how forthright and decisive the other party was.
After the other party signed the contract and pressed their fingerprints, he took his own copy of the contract and tossed the office key to the other party.
"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang. From now on, this place is your territory." Han Wen said with a smile, "Remember, it's your territory, you're in charge."
From now on, besides me, you are the true master here.
Zhang Yadong held the key, still feeling a sense of unreality.
"I'm leaving this place to you. I'm leaving now." Han Wen got up and left. "If there's anything important in the future, you can call my home phone or my pager."
Unless it's something important, you can make decisions without my permission.
"Okay." Zhang Yadong nodded excitedly.
As Han Wencai left the company gate, Zhang Yadong burst into tears, overcome with sadness and emotion.
Only a man can understand his own sorrow. He had finally managed to see a glimmer of hope, and he truly could not control his emotions.
Just as Zhang Yadong was sobbing uncontrollably, Han Wen suddenly returned.
He was somewhat surprised to see Zhang Yadong's face covered in tears.
"I'm sorry, Chairman Han, you must have found this embarrassing," Zhang Yadong said apologetically, wiping away his tears.
"It's alright. When I first came to Jinghua City to make my way in the world, I also shed tears." Han Wen shook his head and comforted the other party: "President Zhang, remember, it's not a sin for a man to cry."
Just remember to cry in your office next time. Otherwise, it will set a bad example if the employees see you crying.
"Understood, Chairman Han, thank you for the reminder." Zhang Yadong nodded, somewhat surprised. "Chairman Han, is there anything else that brought you back?"
"It's nothing important, I just wanted to ask you, do you know Gao Yuanyuan?" Han Wen asked directly.
"Gao Yuanyuan?" Zhang Yadong shook his head, somewhat puzzled. "I'm sorry, Chairman Han, I don't know this person."
"That's good, I don't know him. By the way, if you ever run into this person in the future, remember to let me know." Han Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "You can keep crying, I'm leaving."