"Wah, if I had known, I would have studied music too," Wen Ruohan said with regret. "After becoming famous, we’d definitely make a lot of money."
"When did you become money-minded?" Ding Yue shot a glance at Wen Ruohan, asking, "What, do you think the salary I’m giving you isn’t high enough?"
"No, no, no, the salary Principal Ding gives me is already very high," Wen Ruohan quickly shook her head and said.
Ever since she became a regular secretary, she had been thrilled to collect her substantial monthly salary.
But who doesn’t dream of becoming a superstar and making big bucks?
It’s fine to daydream, right?
"Since you’ve chosen a university major, if you master it, you should follow that specialization in your life. Lin Zhirou does indeed have a background in music, so that’s why she has succeeded due to her hard work... cough cough... as well as with my support,"
Ding Yue earnestly told Wen Ruohan, "Since you chose to study secretarial skills, being a secretary isn’t bad. After all, once I become the world’s richest man one day, imagine that, you would be the personal secretary to the world’s richest man."
"Wow! Personal secretary to the world’s richest man!" Upon hearing Principal Ding’s statement, Wen Ruohan was instantly excited.
But then she thought again.
The world’s richest man?
Isn’t this some kind of once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
"What is it? Are you thinking whether I can become the world’s richest man?" Ding Yue immediately saw through Wen Ruohan’s thoughts.
It was evident on her face.
Young girls are not very good at hiding their expressions and feelings.
"Ah? Principal Ding, how did you know?" Wen Ruohan asked in surprise.
It seemed like he was really correct.
"You don’t believe that I can become the world’s richest man?" Ding Yue shook his head and laughed.
"I don’t!" Wen Ruohan surprisingly candidly responded.
But that was also quite normal.
Although Ding Yue is wealthy, comparing him to the world’s richest man, or even the richest man in the country, there’s still a huge gap.
At present, Ding Yue’s assets only consist of Mist City Arts and Science University, a Feiyue E-sports Club, and a Feiyue Media, in which Lin Zhirou is the only contracted artist.
Besides these, other companies under the Feiyue Group have basically not expanded into other business areas.
However, Ding Yue believes that with the constant development of Mist City Arts and Science University and the ongoing cultivation of talents in various fields,
and then integrating these talents into his own industry, allowing a positive cycle, he will someday master the key to the world’s wealth.
"Principal Ding, I’ve arrived. Bye!" Wen Ruohan had reached her dormitory building and waved goodbye to Principal Ding.
Ding Yue nodded, watching Wen Ruohan walk into the dormitory building, and then he headed towards the Peach Garden Apartment.
As soon as he returned to his apartment, his sister Ding Xiaoyou video called him.
"Ding Yue, Ding Yue, Zhirou’s ’Confession Balloon’ has sold so much, it’s amazing!" Ding Xiaoyou sounded very excited down the line.
She was a big fan of Lin Zhirou. Now that her idol’s song ’Confession Balloon’ was such a hit, how could she not be excited?
"You just found out?" Ding Yue said, rolling his eyes.
"I just finished class, and then I heard my classmates say that there’s a great new song that came out today called ’Confession Balloon’. I thought, isn’t that Zhirou’s song? So, I went to NetEase Cloud to check it out."
"Ding Yue, you’ve really hit the jackpot this time."
"This song by Zhirou has done so well, selling several million in one day. Doesn’t that mean you’ve earned a lot?"
Ding Xiaoyou knew that Lin Zhirou was an artist signed to her brother Ding Yue’s media company, so most of the money from the song sales would end up with the company.
"It’s just a small amount."
Ding Yue calculated for a moment.
In reality, just relying on song sales, you couldn’t earn that much money.
Let’s say ’Confession Balloon’ could eventually sell ten million.
They would first need to share the proceeds fifty-fifty with the NetEase Cloud music platform.
Which meant that Feiyue Media could only receive about five million, and after deducting operation costs and the like, the net profit wouldn’t be that much.
A few million yuan is less than what the system randomly gives for school funds.
However, for Lin Zhirou, it is indeed a profitable deal. After Feiyue Media received five million, they would give Lin Zhirou a cut.
"Wow, this much money is considered a small amount? My rich big brother, why don’t you give me a little more pocket money? Hehehe."
When it came to pocket money, Ding Xiaoyou stopped using Ding Yue’s name.
She started calling him brother.
"You little rascal, what do you want to buy this time?" Ding Yue knew, if his sister suddenly video calls him, she must want something.
Otherwise, knowing her, wouldn’t she call Lin Zhirou first to congratulate her on the song’s big sales?
"Hehe, big brother, I want to buy a DSLR." Ding Xiaoyou’s tone suddenly turned adorable.
"You want to learn photography?"
"Alright, it’s not much money." After Ding Yue finished speaking, he took out his phone and transferred some money to his sister, Ding Xiaoyou.
Buying a DSLR to learn photography was like acquiring a new skill. As a brother, how could Ding Yue not support it?
"Got the money, thank you big brother, bye and go to bed early."
The video call was hung up.
"Damn! This little rascal!"
Ding Yue couldn’t help muttering a sentence.
His sister Ding Xiaoyou was just too real!
But at this moment, Ding Yue was also tired. He yawned and went to take a bath and sleep.
Over the next few days, Lin Zhirou’s "Confession Balloon" sold quite well, with sales nearing ten million just a few days later.
This was good news for Mist City Arts and Science University.
Because Lin Zhirou was a student of the Art Department at Mist City Arts and Science University who managed to release a hot-selling song that was about to break ten million in sales while still in school.
This alone attracted countless arts students aspiring to pursue a career in arts or music.
Even some second and third-tier pop singers envied Lin Zhirou, an music major student who hadn’t graduated yet, but could achieve such good results.
Director Jiang Xiuli’s office in the Art Department started receiving countless calls every day asking about the enrolment situation for September.
After a few days, the Art Department’s office phone was inundated with calls.
"We’re recruiting, yes, recruiting!"
"As long as you’re interested in music, you can come and study!"
Jiang Xiuli gave clear responses to all the countless people who called to inquire.
"Director Jiang, if we recruit too many new students this summer, won’t we run out of teaching resources in the Art Department?"
Another teacher raised this concern.
"Yes, Director Jiang, typically in such situations, shouldn’t the tuition fees for our Art Department be raised a bit?"
Another teacher suggested.
Jiang Xiuli considered it for a moment and decided to discuss this matter with Principal Ding.
Last year, the tuition fee for the school was 25,000 yuan, and all the departments and majors were the same.
But this year is different from last year.
The Art Department has gained great fame, and with so many people inquiring, the enrollment situation will definitely undergo some changes this year.
Therefore, the Art Department will have to invest more teaching resources and it is only fair that the tuition fee should be raised accordingly.
Mist City Arts and Science University is a private university, and whether the tuition fees should be raised or not is up to Principal Ding.
So, the next day, Jiang Xiuli came early to the Principal’s Office in the Administration Building.
"Principal Ding, it’s Jiang Xiuli from the Art Department."
"Director Jiang, come in."
Ding Yue was reading a report about the upcoming National Robotics Competition and National Science and Technology Innovation Exhibition at the end of the month.
"Director Jiang, you came to my office so early, what can I do for you?"
Ding Yue put down the files in his hand and looked at Jiang Xiuli.