The annual meeting began.
It wasn't Lin Chaoyang who took the stage.
Instead, it was the senior management of Dynasty Entertainment.
According to the agenda for the annual meeting.
The first order of business was to report on Dynasty Entertainment's market performance for the year.
As the various data figures were presented, gasps of astonishment erupted from the audience.
Whether it was market share or growth rate, Dynasty Entertainment was in a leading position.
Furthermore, their growth had been particularly rapid in the second half of the year.
The growth in overseas markets could only be described as astounding.
It was important to remember that the status of the Chinese music scene in foreign countries was not high. Dynasty Entertainment's ability to achieve such significant growth was attributed to Ting Yu's songs and the efforts of overseas Chinese.
Domestically, Ting Yu's song copyrights were managed by Xing Hui. Overseas, it was Dynasty Entertainment.
This was because Xing Hui did not possess the capacity to manage operations abroad.
Without Dynasty Entertainment, Ting Yu's songs would undoubtedly have been rampant with piracy overseas.
With Dynasty Entertainment's management, the copyright royalties for Ting Yu's songs abroad were extremely substantial.
"On behalf of all employees of Dynasty Entertainment, I would like to thank Ting Yu for his contributions to the company!"
As the words of gratitude concluded, applause filled the venue.
Lin Yanyu, seated in the front row, clapped with immense pride.
This was her man, Lin Yanyu. He had grown to such a degree, and she believed that in the near future, Su Yu would undoubtedly become a legend.
Of course, he was already legendary now, unprecedented in his achievements.
In an era dominated by traffic and superficial songs, he had, with his own strength, saved the Chinese music scene, allowing it to return to healthy competition. Currently, high-quality songs were being produced frequently, and the value of producers had correspondingly soared.
If this could not be called a legend, then nothing could.
...
"Hmph, isn't it just relying on Ting Yu to achieve this kind of performance? What's there to be proud of?" Qi Shenghua, the president of Dingsheng Entertainment, sneered as he watched the executives of Dynasty Entertainment on stage.
His envious tone made those around him want to laugh but dare not.
"I heard that President Qi previously offered Ting Yu a salary of one billion, but he was rejected?" Chen Shuhao asked from the side.
He did not fear Qi Shenghua, and he knew that despite being a domineering CEO, Qi Shenghua would not lash out at him.
After all, he was Dingsheng Entertainment's sole "Song God," and it was thanks to his reputation that Dingsheng was able to attract many talented producers during difficult times.
No matter how angry Qi Shenghua was, he wouldn't direct it at him.
"It makes me angry just thinking about it. Back then, Ting Yu hadn't fully emerged. I offered him a salary of one billion and sent Director Jiang to recruit him. But that guy was stubborn. He only talked about the one billion I offered and didn't negotiate with Ting Yu at all. Moreover, he forgot the most important thing," Qi Shenghua lamented, pounding his chest.
"What important thing?" Chen Shuhao asked curiously.
"That idiot Jiang Wenming treated Ting Yu like an ordinary producer and didn't mention anything about copyrights. As far as I know, even after signing with Dynasty Entertainment, Ting Yu retained his copyrights and only entrusted the company with their operation." Qi Shenghua was so angry when he heard Jiang Wenming's account of the situation at the time that he almost resorted to violence.
He then fired the person immediately.
Stubborn, and unable to adapt.
However, he soon came to terms with it. It was later revealed that Ting Yu was Lin Zhaoyang's son-in-law, and he knew that no matter how much money he offered, Ting Yu would never come to their Dingsheng Entertainment.
"Don't worry, Dingsheng has weathered the most difficult period. The future will only get better. I've also started researching foreign songs, and we'll venture into the overseas market then."
Chen Shuhao had lost confidence after being overshadowed by Ting Yu.
But as Ting Yu ascended to legendary status, his own confidence gradually returned. They were both "Song Gods," so it was only natural for him to lose to Ting Yu.
Even if Ting Yu wasn't yet considered a "Song God" at the time of his loss, who cared now?
With Ting Yu dominating the domestic scene, Chen Shuhao knew it would be incredibly difficult for him to rise to prominence.
So why not shift his focus to overseas markets?
Perhaps he would get lucky and win some foreign award.
That would also add a layer of prestige to his career.
"Shuhao, have you finally picked yourself up?" Qi Shenghua exclaimed upon hearing this, grasping Chen Shuhao's hand with deep affection in his eyes.
"Ahem... President Qi, I haven't been despondent. I've released a few songs in the past few months, and they've actually been quite popular. It's just that Ting Yu has stolen all the limelight," Chen Shuhao said, feeling uneasy under Qi Shenghua's gaze. He subtly withdrew his hand.
In the past few months, he had also released a few songs, and he had even sung two of them himself.
However, due to Ting Yu's overwhelming brilliance, while his songs were not lacking in popularity, their luster was still overshadowed by Ting Yu.
"I know. Feel free to unleash your talent. I am the man behind you!" Qi Shenghua said earnestly, patting Chen Shuhao's shoulder.
Chen Shuhao, however, felt a sudden tightening in his backside. What kind of suggestive words were these?
"Then, President Qi, are you agreeing to provide me with overseas resources?" he asked, subtly changing the subject.
"Rest assured, all of Dingsheng Entertainment's overseas resources will be at your service!" Qi Shenghua declared with conviction.
Chen Shuhao felt relieved upon hearing this.
While Dingsheng Entertainment's overseas resources were not comparable to Dynasty Entertainment's, they were still better than those of other domestic entertainment companies. If he were to embark on the world stage with such backing, many difficulties would be lessened.
With Ting Yu dominating the domestic market, he would avoid direct confrontation.
Chen Shuhao was intimidated. He would rather face the top producers overseas than face Ting Yu.
Because this person was simply too abnormal!
...
After Dynasty Entertainment's introduction.
It was time for the most exciting and anticipated segment of the annual meeting.
That was the company's talent showcase.
This was not like the performances at ordinary companies where a few employees were randomly selected to fill in.
Dynasty Entertainment boasted numerous artists, including several veteran singers who had won Golden Melody Awards. However, most of these older singers were in a semi-retired state due to their age. They had already achieved fame and did not need to compete with the younger generation.
When these veteran singers took the stage, the audience was immediately swept away by waves of youthful or childhood memories.
As the performances continued.
The older generation of singers from the company had largely finished their sets.
Next, the younger generation would take the stage to gain exposure.
The attention garnered by Dynasty Entertainment's annual meeting was comparable to that of a popular variety show.
Therefore, the requirements for selecting performers were very stringent, focusing on young individuals with the potential to become A-list singers.
These young artists also gave their all, striving to showcase their talents to the fullest.
As more and more songs were performed, the audience gradually realized that the majority of them were songs by Ting Yu.
Not only them, but many song competition variety shows also featured Ting Yu's songs the most. Even "The Masked Singer" was no exception.
Ting Yu's influence had, unknowingly, reached a terrifying extent.
"Next, please welcome President Lin to the stage for a song performance!"
Following the host's enthusiastic announcement.
The venue erupted in thunderous applause!