Chapter 165 Is my phone robbing a bank? (Kneeling for subscription)
Lin Xia knew about his own assets early in the morning.
Chen Mo muttered in his heart.
More than 82 million, the money earned from filming dramas and selling songs.
Is there another account?
impossible!
The dividends of Wulin Gaiden will not be distributed until at least the end of the premiere, which is impossible at this time.
salary?
Sky Entertainment pays wages on the 15th of each month, which is still early this month.
Besides, 18,000 yuan is nothing to be surprised at.
"Xia Qing, tell me, what do you like? All my people are yours, so of course all my things are yours!"
Looking at Chen Mo's sincere eyes, Lin Xiaqing suddenly smiled.
"Okay, okay, I'm scared of you, your text message, the income reminder from the bank."
bank?
"No, I don't have any income to enter recently..."
Ding!
Just when Chen Mo was confused, another text message alert sound came.
Lin Xiaqing was stunned this time, looked at Chen Mo's mobile phone, and there was no new text message, only to realize that it was his own mobile phone text message reminder.
Take out the phone from the cup holder on the armrest and open the unread text message:
"Xiaguo China Merchants Bank, your bank card transfer income ending in 6666 is 7000000.00 yuan, and the balance is 7000000.00 yuan."
China Merchants Bank? 6666 card number?
Lin Xiaqing knew that this was the card number that he kept in the music chart!
Just now, Lin Xiaqing, who was still wondering how Chen Mo earned 106 million yuan, suddenly remembered that the 5th of each month was the day when the music charts paid dividends last month!
My 7 million must be the dividend of a game and a dream!
And Chen Mo, because of the eleven songs in the back, he only needs the original singing, and the rest of the copyright proceeds are all Chen Mo's.
That's why his bank card has so much income!
160 million!
Lin Xiaqing sang songs for six years, but she didn't save so much money.
Chen Mo, who couldn't understand Lin Xiaqing's changing face, asked suspiciously:
"Xia Qing? What's wrong? Who sent the message?"
If it weren't for the highway, Chen Mo would have stopped the car long ago.
"Oh, it's alright, mine is also a bank income text message."
Lin Xiaqing turned his phone screen over and gave Chen Mo a look.
Because of driving, Chen Mo naturally couldn't count the number of zeros, but he felt that there were quite a few.
"Seven million? Or seven hundred thousand? I didn't see it clearly."
Lin Xiaqing knew that Chen Mo didn't see clearly, and after taking back the phone, he started to operate and said:
"It's seven million."
Really seven million?
Chen Mo's hand holding the steering wheel couldn't help shaking slightly.
If it was 700,000, Chen Mo wouldn't be so surprised, but if it was 7 million, it was not a small amount.
Without waiting for Chen Mo to ask again, Lin Xiaqing continued:
"This is last month. I released a song on the music chart and downloaded the dividend."
"Dividend money?"
Chen Mo nodded and continued:
"That's okay. You uploaded eleven new songs last month. Each song was about 700,000 yuan. You gave me 500,000 yuan. Each song made almost 200,000 yuan, tsk tsk."
Chen Mo was slightly stunned. No wonder he said that singers make money, and they made nearly 200,000 for a song on the music chart. If this is an advertisement or an endorsement, then it hasn't been released yet?
puff!
After hearing this, Lin Xiaqing couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"My dear one or two black soil, have you never read the dividend rules of the music chart?"
Dividend rules?
Chen Mo shook his head.
He really doesn't know this.
Lin Xiaqing knew that this guy didn't know, otherwise how could he say such a layman.
He sang eleven platinum singles by himself. If each song only earns 700,000 yuan, what is it called platinum?
If you can only make this amount of money, what a dime.
"My dear, let me give you some common sense."
Lin Xiaqing stopped the mobile phone he was operating.
said:
"A download of a song on the music chart is one dollar, you know that?"
Chen Mo nodded, this Lin Xiaqing said that he downloaded it himself, of course he knew it.
All the songs on the music chart, as long as they are not free, download one for one dollar, which is why the music chart is so authoritative.
No matter who you are, whether a song is popular or not is a market test, and money speaks for itself.
Lin Xiaqing nodded and then explained:
"The music chart is officially developed and managed. After the song is downloaded, all the revenue, except for a small part of the maintenance system and daily management costs, all revenue must be divided."
"The ratio is about 30% for the music chart and 70% for the copyright owner."
Lin Xiaqing shook the phone, which contained some data.
"30%? Does the music chart take so much?"
Chen Mo was slightly surprised.
"Just system maintenance and daily management shouldn't cost so much money, right?"
Isn't it just one system?
"Of course it can't be used. The fees for music charts are very transparent, and they are all disclosed with data."
Lin Xiaqing smiled and then explained:
"Maintenance and management costs are basically less than 3%, and the remaining 27% are donated to public welfare."
"Donate 27 percent? That's a lot."
Chen Mo nodded and said.
"There is a service area 2 kilometers ahead, let's take a break."
Seeing the service area icon, Chen Mo said.
"Okay, listen to you."
Lin Xiaqing went on to say:
"My income of 7 million is not the income of eleven songs you imagine, but a game and a dream, the income of this song."
"One song? 7 million?"
Chen Mo asked in surprise.
"So much?"
Lin Xiaqing nodded and explained:
"Yeah, the monthly downloads of this song are 20 million, and 70% belong to the copyright owner, that's 14 million."
"Also, this song is the first song you wrote to me after we met. We get half of the revenue from commercial copyright, so my revenue is 7 million, and you have 7 million."
Lin Xiaqing picked up Chen Mo's phone and shook it in front of Chen Mo.
"Huh? I also have 7 million?"
Although he is already the owner of 80 million yuan, but the sudden increase of 7 million yuan, Chen Mo is still quite shocked.
Slowly driving into the service area, Chen Mo parked the car in the parking space.
"Show me, the text message just now is 7 million?"
Lin Xiaqing handed Chen Mo's mobile phone to Chen Mo, and the two prepared to get out of the car.
"Your income and dividends are not 7 million."
Lin Xiaqing handed the phone to Chen Mo, put on a mask, and opened the door.
"You'll know just by looking, but be careful, don't fall."
Not 7 million?
How much is that?
Looking at Lin Xiaqing, who looked a little strange, Chen Mo opened the door of the car while opening the text message on his mobile phone.
boom!
"Haha, I told you to be careful, why are you so careless?"
Lin Xiaqing, who got out of the car first, went around the front of the car and saw Chen Mo, who was half-threw on the ground, laughing quack like a happy little duck.
But now Chen Mo has no intention to clean up Lin Xiaqing, he is still staring blankly at the text messages on his mobile phone.
"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million... billion?"
After Chen Mo counted three times in a row, he raised his head inconceivably and looked at Lin Xiaqing, who was gloating at misfortune.
"This is... 160 million?"
Chen Mo's mind was buzzing now.
"Xia Qing... Did my phone rob the bank?"