Chapter 92: The handover (part one)
"The Record Industry is already an aging hero, and domestic music is about to die too. Only new technology can bring enormous business opportunities to music. As the great ship of the Record Industry is about to sink to the bottom of the sea, I hope to take music into an entirely new realm, and we'll become the leaders of that realm." As Zhao Hao drove Su Can back to Nanjing University, he looked at the young man beside him and felt inexplicably excited.
Although neither of them had actually turned a profit yet, and although they were still doing things that seemed almost "crazy" to the industry, Zhao Hao's work had brought him another step closer to his Digital Music Empire.
"A magnificent canvas lies before us, but the brush is still in our hands." Sometimes there was that feeling: not everyone would approve of something, and everyone who claimed to be experienced might even call it a joke. Yet in those circumstances, you could know that what you were doing was right. Don't ask how you knew. There was no wavering, no doubt, no turning back. This was right, and this was how I was going to do it.
This was vision ahead of its time. Very few people possessed such vision, and amid the prevailing tide, fewer still could remain uninfluenced by others and unblinded by the dominant narrative, continuing to follow their own course. Yet it was often people like these who opened up the world.
If Bill Gates had not dropped out of school, if Bill and David had not founded HP in a cramped garage, if Mark Zuckerberg had not wanted to chart a strategic territory through social networking, then many things in the world as ordinary people