Lin Fei's performance fee was three million.
Could it be that in their eyes, he—the mysterious producer who had recently launched two newcomers and helped a Heavenly Queen make a successful comeback—held the same status as a Heavenly Queen?
Song Dao secretly shook his head. He knew that was impossible.
He had probably benefited from Zhang Yi's influence.
Because this price was rather subtle.
Gao Qun had not made many films, but in the television industry, he was absolutely a top-tier powerhouse.
Everyone knew that in the hierarchy of directors, film directors had always stood at the very top.
They were the jewel in the crown.
If the production crew was not short on money, Gao Qun offering this price might well have been a way of competing with Zhang Yi.
But it was not excessive either.
Otherwise, if he had offered only one or two million, that would have been purely insulting.
Song Dao and Lin Fei were both quite satisfied with the price.
"Taking it?" Lin Fei asked.
"Let's look at the materials they sent first."
Even though he knew the system was highly accurate, it was better to leave some room for flexibility with this kind of advanced assigned composition.
Lin Fei nodded. "Also, put some thought into Director Zhang's Three Kingdoms. It's still in preparation, but he's always been fast when making movies."
Song Dao gave a soft acknowledgment.
The three of them drank and chatted. Later, when they grew tired, they each watched the second episode of Best Songwriter on their phones.
This show, hailed as the most unserious music variety show in history, maintained the high standards of its previous episode.
The only difference was that instead of releasing the songs first, they were uploaded simultaneously to Penguin Music's special section as the video