Chapter 128

  Thomas smiled, "It's a miracle. It has only been released for more than three months. Even if the price of the record is not high, it wins in quantity." Just looking at this achievement alone, it's enough to make him proud among his peers.

  It's okay if sales are low, it's like disappearing in the ocean without making a splash. But selling so many is no wonder they're both worried. If there were more, people would pay attention, you know that even MJ's best-selling records didn't sell as explosively as hers, breaking 10 million in just three months.

  "What do you want to do?" Stacy asked, frowning slightly. "It's better to be honest and open, Nan is very easy-going. At least give her a heads up, so she can prepare herself."

  Andres also chimed in: "Looks like we'll have to give some hush money."

  Thomas nodded, "I know this, and I'm paying close attention!"

  "Then let's go! Let's be frank." said Andres.

  The weather in May, at dusk, the early summer breeze brings the most gentle wind with the softest voice, bringing a refreshing and pleasant feeling. The warm breeze blows people's hearts drunk. Unfortunately, the three of them had something on their minds and didn't have time to enjoy this good mood. The three of them rushed all the way to Fang Mo Nan's house, coincidentally she was at home. After the three big men entered, perhaps it was guilt, they were a bit absent-minded.

  Fang Mo Nan looked at the three who were usually open and cheerful, now hesitant and wanting to speak but stopping themselves. "What's going on, just say it."

  "Andres pushed Stacy, 'Women are always easier,' he said."

  Stacy gave them a white eye, took out the CD from her bag and put it on. After the music ended, Fang Mo Nan looked at them. "Dancing isn't bad."

  Auntie suddenly remembered very clearly, "Ah! I said now university. The dance that the cheerleading squad is jumping is so familiar, it turns out that my family's Nannan jumped too!" She exclaimed in surprise.

  He pointed at himself and then at the TV, "I'm the one who danced, how come I don't remember?"

  Andres nodded in unison with the other two. "New Year's Eve that afternoon, we were at a bar," Stacy reminded them.

  Unfortunately Fang Mo Nan still didn't have a big impression, "I only remember I drank the cocktail that my little aunt handed over to me, ah! This can't be me being drunk, right!"

  "Bang!" Four people fell down together. Thomas shouted: "You're crazy, you know how many people outside are fascinated by this street dance. People are going crazy for it."

  "Wait a minute, Thomas, you said the people outside were going crazy for it, how did they know? I remember at that time it was just among ourselves!" Fang Mo Nan interrupted with a wave of his hand.

  Thomas's excitement suddenly stopped, and he said in a low voice: "Dr. Fang said you won't be angry, right?" He looked at her carefully and continued: "Don't be angry! I made this into a CD and sold it." He stood up, pointing to the screen and saying: "Look, there's only a black shadow, no one can recognize you, and I even dyed my hair blonde. My eyes are also blue."

  "Grafting flowers onto a different tree." Fang Mo said, stroking his chin.

  "Towards..." Thomas said.

  Fang Mo Nan looked at Andre and said: "You're involved too."

  "Andres said, 'Right. Thomas took the video and made a CD out of it to show me. We decided together.'" He was very righteous and got a grateful look from Thomas.

  "How much did you sell?" Fang Mengnan asked curiously.

  "Currently there are over 10 million," Thomas said carefully and excitedly.

  "Ah! My goodness! So many!" Xiaoyi exclaimed. Since Mo Bei had just released an album, she was very concerned about the sales volume of records. She also indirectly checked the sales history of the entire record industry, which is why she was so shocked.

  Stacy asked: "Nan, aren't you angry? They did it without your consent."

  "Whatever has happened, getting angry is useless," Fang Mo said with a shrug. Upon hearing her words, the three Thomas let out a collective sigh of relief. "However, my life can't be disrupted like this."

  Thomas assured, "This was definitely thought of at the time, otherwise how could we have pulled off the switch? The bar owner at the time also received hush money from us. For other people present, we also had a backup plan."

  Fang Mo nodded, "Give me the original footage."

  "Alright, alright." Thomas hastily took it out of his bag and handed it over to Fang Mornan.

  "This is a one-time exception, I want one-third of the profit." Fang Mo Nan said as he took over the belt.

  Thomas saw things going smoothly and busily said: "Okay, okay"

  Things got even crazier as people started guessing and searching for the mysterious protagonist in the MV. TV stations seized the opportunity and launched a dance competition, but no one could reach the high standards of the MV, and the protagonist was not found. However, this indirectly led to an increase in sales, with the popularity reaching an astonishing level that spread rapidly from the Western Hemisphere to the Eastern Hemisphere, making Thomas count his money until his hands cramped, while the protagonist became even more mysterious and elusive.

  No one was dancing, people started paying attention to the background music, and Renard's three-person team also indirectly became popular.

  However, there were still some persistent journalists who really found Fang Mo Nan, but after seeing the real person, they denied it because in their hearts, how could a colored person jump out of such a beautiful and crazy street dance. So the protagonist became a secret forever, even if Fang Mo Nan was found, she would not admit it, even if technology developed to a certain extent and could be restored, but by then she had already grown up.

  Compared to the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and the turmoil that occurred at home during the spring and summer, Fang Mo Nan and Xiao Yi were too busy to pay attention, as they were on the other side of the ocean, in the midst of defending their thesis.

  In the scorching July, Fang Mo Nan and Xiao Yi both successfully obtained their graduation certificates.

  Little aunt looked at the graduation certificate, then looked at Fang Mo Nan's certificate. "It's really people die, goods are thrown away. We came to study abroad together, but he didn't attend school for a day and got a Ph.D. I struggled hard for over ten years to get my master's degree. It's really unfair..."

  "You can continue learning!" Fang Mo Nan said, "Even if the movement has ended now, who knows how it will develop next? Wait until the situation becomes clear and then go back, it's not too late."

  Auntie recalled what Qiū Shí said on the phone, their place is small and unaffected. Everyone at home is fine. After all, the movement's center is in Beijing. There's no way to say there's no change at all, it's just that people are more cautious with their words, afraid of being misunderstood. "Oh! Who knows if there will be a big change in the political situation next?"

  Fang Mo Nan shook his head and said, "There won't be too much change. After all, it's not the 20 or 30 years ago when everyone was still irrational and would blindly follow the trend. Now people have become more rational and won't engage in endless movements. The top leaders also understand that the country can't afford to be messed with. We've already fallen behind the West by so much, if we continue to mess around, how can we catch up?"

  My aunt has lived here for a few years and the gap is obvious. Deeply sympathetic: "You're right, the country can't afford to be tossed about."

  "Xiao Yifu's company must have been affected to some extent, especially in terms of exports. After the storm has passed, Western countries led by the US have already begun implementing a series of sanctions domestically. If Rice in New York can unilaterally terminate contracts due to force majeure as national policy, the impact on him would be too great."

  She nodded, "You really can't hide anything from you, your uncle didn't even want to tell you these things! But fortunately, your uncle has worked hard on research and development, the non-fluorine refrigerator compressor has been successfully developed and put into production, and other construction machinery is also a new profit growth point. There are some impacts but they can be overcome."

  Fang Menger said: "The domestic situation is no longer the same as it was 15 years ago. As for the international environment, Western countries are not a monolithic entity, each with their own interests and contradictions. The sanctions against us will be over in two years at most, so let's take advantage of these two years to cultivate our inner strength." She also said: "This is a simple truth, we were neighbors with the powerful socialist Soviet Union, and in order to contain the Soviet Union, the Western countries led by the US were in a honeymoon period with us, everything was fine. But after the drastic changes in Eastern Europe and the decline of the Soviet Union, they certainly do not want to see another strong country rise." She also specifically said: "If exports are blocked, we can consider Africa and South America, where the market is vast and less influenced by the West."

  "Ah! You're right, it suddenly went from honeymoon phase to hostile, I don't know when it'll get better." Xiaoyi sighed and said: "Now everyone is on edge."

  "This is just temporary, the difficulties will pass. We don't have to be so pessimistic, overcome the current difficulties, and there will soon be a turnaround." Fang Monan said.

  "Nan Nan, aren't you being too optimistic? You don't know the cruelty of the movement. Although our family is just in a small county town, I was not very old when the movement was at its most intense, but I still remember its horror clearly. Didn't our neighbor Liang's father die from being beaten to death during the movement?" Auntie couldn't help but shudder as she recalled the past. She was afraid of going back to the pre-reform state, especially since her husband's company had taken a large share of the county's shares. Thinking of this made her worry: "I don't know if your uncle will be knocked down as a capitalist!"

  Fang Mo Nan shook her head and said, "I really don't know about this." She then encouraged Xiao Yi by saying, "The country's overall opening-up policy can only move forward, not backward. Now is different from the past, ordinary people have gotten used to their improving lives, which are getting better and better. If the policy were to reverse, you'd be asking them to go back to living on three or two liters of oil and one kilogram of meat per month, they definitely wouldn't accept that."

  In her previous life, Fang Mo's South was indifferent to these nonsense and only paid attention to TV reports. At that time, the 24-hour news broadcast or revolutionary movies were played all day long, with no entertainment at all. What she cared about was when there would be new TV dramas to watch. After it was over, it was over, and life went on as usual, far away from her.

  "This is indeed the truth, when life is good and there's rice and flour to eat, who would want to go back to eating bran and wild vegetables?" Little Aunt nodded. "But... these matters of policy, it's not up to us to decide! When the heavens change, no one can stop it!" She said with a worried heart.

  Fang Mo Nan said: "Don't be too pessimistic, little aunt. We can only wait quietly."

  She looked at her with full confidence, but she was not very optimistic, striking back: "According to the scale of our family's Qiushi company, with thousands of workers under us, in the words of the old society, that is a big capitalist, an object of criticism and struggle. Who knows what changes there are in the policies above, if it doesn't work out, let your father also flee the country." She said, "Hmm! This is also a solution, call to tell your uncle, make preparations, if the wind is not right, hurry up and run."

  Fang Mo Nan looked at Xiao Yi's flustered appearance, even making Xiao Yi's husband prepare to run away, this is not a joke. It really happened back then. (Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)