boyutpedia Chapter 60 Are you kidding me?
Chapter 60 Are you kidding me?
My cousin is at the age where she's obsessed with celebrities, and she kept bombarding Lin Feng with questions.
The attention of others was also drawn. Even the cousin-in-law, who had been playing with the child, looked up.
When asked if he had seen Tang Lei, Lin Feng replied with a smile, "Yes, it's true. I went there too, I was there."
"Wow!" Lin Xiaoyu exclaimed enviously, "Wasn't the scene amazing? Isn't Tang Lei handsome in person? Feng-ge, tell me!"
Just as Lin Feng was about to say a few words, the screen of his phone, which was on the coffee table, suddenly lit up and rang.
On the lit screen, the caller ID displayed two large characters: Tang Lei.
Lin Xiaoyu, sitting next to Lin Feng, glanced casually and happened to see the screen.
Instantly, her eyes widened, her gaze fixed on the name on the screen.
"Brother..." She pointed at Lin Feng's phone screen, almost incoherently, "Tang Lei...you have a friend...also named Tang Lei?"
Everyone in the living room was stunned.
The eldest uncle, the third uncle, and the Lin Guofu couple all looked at Lin Feng and Lin Xiaoyu with suspicion. From Lin Xiaoyu's words, the elders realized that Tang Lei was a celebrity.
Lin Feng calmly picked up his phone, smiled at his cousin, and said, "Yes, I have a friend named Tang Lei."
Then, under the watchful eyes of all his relatives in the living room, he picked up his phone, got up from the sofa, walked a few steps to the balcony, and answered the call.
The balcony door wasn't closed, and his voice clearly reached the living room.
"Hey, Brother Lei, Happy New Year."
"Yes, the finance department already transferred your January ringback tone revenue share to you yesterday. Please check your account! It's been a pleasure doing business with you!"
Ringtone revenue sharing? Lin Guofu's brows furrowed slowly as he wondered what kind of business this kid was involved in.
"As for MP3s? Sales before the Spring Festival went fairly well; the third batch is almost sold out. We'll see how things go after the Spring Festival before deciding on the order size for the fourth batch... Yes, it's still the Lilac commemorative edition. Your songs are so captivating!"
Uncle Lin Guoliang, a teacher, was quick-witted. He looked down at the lilac-themed MP3 player in his daughter's hand and instantly understood everything.
Although the others didn't fully understand what had happened, Lin Xiaoyu's ghost-like expression made them realize that this phone call was unusual.
Lin Feng stood with his back to the living room and facing the balcony, speaking as naturally as if he were chatting with an old friend.
"How's it going on your end? Have you gotten any new gigs? Hmm, we can talk to you if there are any suitable ones, but our core audience is still the campus, we can't afford to lose that reputation... Yes, we need to proceed cautiously and steadily."
"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. Give my regards to my family. We can discuss the specific arrangements after the Spring Festival. Goodbye, Brother Lei, Happy New Year!" The call ended.
Lin Feng took his phone and walked back to the living room, sitting down next to Lin Xiaoyu.
But the atmosphere in the living room had completely changed.
All eyes were on him, especially on Lin Xiaoyu, who seemed to be meeting her cousin for the first time.
"Brother... the Tang Lei you just talked to on the phone, is he the singer of 'Lilac Flower'?"
She asked the question that was on everyone's mind at that moment.
Lin Guofu and Li Huilan looked at their son with puzzled expressions, as if he were a stranger.
Lin Feng calmly replied, "Yes, it's him. Your 'Lilac Commemorative Edition' MP3 was a collaboration between him and me."
Lin Xiaoyu suddenly covered her mouth.
"A collaborative production?" Lin Guoliang pushed up his glasses.
"Well, I'm in charge of design, production, and sales, and Tang Lei is the spokesperson. It's kind of a co-branded product," Lin Feng explained. "If I had known my sister liked it, she would have just gotten it from me directly. She could have gotten a discount and wouldn't have had to wait in line."
"Xiao Feng, how many units did you sell? Were they selling well?" Li Huilan couldn't help but ask her son.
"Before the Spring Festival...we probably sold about six thousand units."
"Xiaoyu, how much did you pay for one?"
"699 yuan per unit, the price is uniform."
The elders in the living room transformed into mathematicians, all calculating in their minds. 699 yuan per unit, 6,000 units, that's over four million yuan in revenue.
In 2004, the average price of a house in Rongping County, a small county in western China, was only 2000 yuan per square meter. A 100-square-meter house cost only 20 yuan.
Four million is undoubtedly an astronomical figure!
The relatives in the living room fell silent, with only the sound of the television program playing.
The eldest uncle glanced at his second brother, Lin Guofu, and felt embarrassed to persuade Lin Feng to return to the county town.
He retorted to Lin Guofu, "Guofu, are you kidding me? You want me to persuade your son to come back and take the civil service exam? With such a big business, who would bother taking the civil service exam?"
Cousin Lin Jun turned his head stiffly, picked up his daughter's toy, and avoided the gazes of his father and the others.
Lin Guofu looked at his son in disbelief, and then recalled how his son had made a solemn pledge to him at the school gate four months ago.
In front of all the relatives, Li Huilan, the mother, was too embarrassed to praise her son. But she couldn't hide the pride in her eyes, and her back straightened involuntarily.
The atmosphere at the next family reunion dinner was completely different. Lin Feng was bombarded with questions by his cousin and aunt.
Lin Xiaoyu turned into a little fangirl, pestering Lin Feng with all sorts of questions about Tang Lei, her eyes practically overflowing with admiration.
Lin Jun spoke even less, only eating in silence.
Li Huilan was happy and kept looking at her son, but she was also afraid that her son would say too much and upset his older brother.
Lin Guofu was deeply shaken, glancing at his son occasionally with a very complex expression.
The dazed reunion dinner finally came to an end. After helping to clear the dishes and sitting for a while, Lin Guofu got up to say goodbye.
My eldest uncle didn't stay long this time; my third uncle's family went downstairs together.
As they left the residential area, Uncle San handed Lin Guofu a cigarette, lit it for him, and then lit one for himself as well.
Lin Feng and Lin Xiaoyu, who were walking ahead, chatted as if they hadn't finished talking.
Third Uncle said in a low voice, "Second Brother, this kid Xiao Feng... he made such a big commotion without making a sound? That's incredible."
"I didn't expect this either... How would Xiao Feng know anything about business?"
I got home and closed the door.
Li Huilan then excitedly praised her son.
"Xiaofeng, you said you wanted to earn 100,000 yuan before the Spring Festival. Mom was worried that you wouldn't be able to earn that much, but now it's all right, Mom doesn't have to worry anymore."
Lin Feng reached into the inside pocket of his coat and pulled out a bankbook with a red cover.
Then, he gently placed the passbook on the coffee table in front of his father.
"Dad, here's 100,000 yuan. Take it. The password is your birthday."
Lin Guofu picked up the passbook; the latest transaction record was printed clearly.
Deposit amount: 100,000.00
Balance: 500,000.00
Lin Feng calmly said, "We agreed that you would lend me 10,000 yuan. I earned 100,000 yuan before the Spring Festival. From now on, please respect my choice of which path to take in life."
Li Huilan couldn't help but press, "Xiao Feng, how much did you earn in total? Is selling MP3 players profitable?"
"After deducting costs, the profit is around 200 million. The profit margin for ringback tones is better than that for MP3s."
Lin Guofu was speechless. After a long while, he laughed self-deprecatingly, "My son is more outstanding than his father; each generation is better than the last! This is a good thing!"
Li Huilan wiped away her tears, looked proudly at her son and husband, and never mentioned the "iron rice bowl" again. The corners of her mouth turned up in a smile!