I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 108:

Chapter 108: Chapter 97: Feudal Superstitions Are Not Advisable!

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Harrison Clark asked back, “Aren’t you composing on your own, Lucia?”

Avril Green pouted, “Times have changed, I didn’t know you were so talented before.”

Harrison Clark agreed, “Alright, let’s discuss it together when we have time.”

“But you have to give me the complete sheet music for ‘The Fire’ first, Harrison Clark,” Carrie Thomas reminded him from the side.

Harrison Clark secretly wiped his sweat, “Yes, yes, I’ll write it the day after tomorrow.”

This meal was quite exhausting for him, luckily there were no plans after dinner, and everyone went their separate ways.

Avril Green went to her relative’s house, and Carrie Thomas went to Susan Lambert’s house.

Ward Owen called his driver to take Harrison Clark and Julia Lambert to the hotel.

On the way, Harrison Clark chatted with Julia Lambert who sat in the back seat with him, only then did he realize that she was indeed an impressive person.

Both had studied abroad, but Julia Lambert was much more reliable than Ward Owen, who was a disgrace to Ivy League schools.

She graduated from Harvard Business School with a full scholarship, had made a name for herself overseas before returning home, and was now invited by a domestic conglomerate to join directly as a senior executive.

Of course, Julia Lambert didn’t brag about these achievements; she just briefly mentioned her alma mater and the company she was planning to work for after returning home. The rest of the details were filled in by Ward Owen.

Back at the hotel, Harrison Clark took out his notebook intending to write sheet music, but Ward Owen came knocking on his door.

“Master, you were serious about the company thing you mentioned before, right?”

Harrison Clark let him in, “Yes.”

“So, what kind of company do we want to set up? I already have a company, why don’t I transfer half of the shares to you?”

Harrison Clark shook his head, “No, I know your company, and I can’t afford half of the shares, let alone one-tenth.”

“You can start by becoming a technical shareholder, and we can both hold shares. If there’s not enough money, you can owe it for now and pay it off slowly.”

Ward Owen was giving this a serious consideration.

Harrison Clark thought about it again, and the thought of dealing with the intricacies of business management was quite frustrating.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, “I just want to write songs, and that’s all I know how to do. The partnership is just an excuse, but my real goal is that I value you and want to write songs for you.”

Ward Owen’s mouth twitched, and after a long silence, he said with some self-awareness, “Master, do you really think so highly of me? Am I that talented?”

“Yes!”

“But I haven’t even finished making the three songs you gave me before. I… I’m not that great.”

Harrison Clark patted Ward Owen’s shoulder in a heartfelt manner, “No, you’re awesome, your talent goes beyond your imagination! You can, and should, achieve something in singing. When we return to Oxfordshire in a few days, we’ll think about it more carefully.”

He had an idea.

His most valuable asset at the moment was the transport of numerous song copyrights and profit-sharing rights he had brought with him from another time.

In the future, when he sold songs to other artists, their copyrights would also be retained by him.

These things can be owned by an individual, but it’s not the best choice for maximizing benefits.

With the expansion of the asset scale and increasing complexity of the asset category, retaining the copyrights in his personal capacity was no longer appropriate.

One, he couldn’t manage it all, and two, relying on individual effort, he wouldn’t be able to properly allocate and add value to resources, resulting in intangible waste of resources.

At present, he was still working as an individual, so he could only do one-off deals like selling songs and couldn’t do any additional copyright exploitation.

He didn’t have the energy or the patience to go around talking business with people everywhere. Moreover, he didn’t know how to do it, let alone succeed.

However, as long as he could build a mature and stable team around the copyrights of the songs he had sold and the dozens of songs he had casually brought back, the company would start to snowball.

And in the future, he would continue to increase his transporting efficiency, produce more works, and while ensuring the artistic careers of Carrie Thomas and Ward Owen, he would definitely have to cash in on a large number of works.

But once he started to be highly productive, he wouldn’t have time to personally sell his songs as his output would be so staggering.

Therefore, he needed a team, the company was necessary, but he had no desire to manage it, so he had to bring in partners, let others do the hard and demanding work while he focused on “creation.”

The importance of partners for every entrepreneur goes without saying.

A partner must be trustworthy, have connections, be capable, and most importantly, have money.

Whether Ward Owen had the ability or not was another matter, but the other three aspects were satisfactory to Harrison Clark.

However, Ward Owen had just taken over Eric Mitchell’s business, and his personal assets were already quite large and still being consolidated, so joining Ward Owen’s business wasn’t the best fit for him.

Harrison Clark had neither the position nor the capital to demand a large share in Ward Owen’s mature business.

But Harrison Clark had told Carrie Thomas before that even brothers needed to be clear about money matters – he couldn’t allow himself to be on the losing end.

As a hardworking transporter with exclusive resources, working as a minor shareholder in Ward Owen’s business and being reduced to an employee was not only restricting, but he was not emotionally ready for it either.

Not having control would not be conducive to Harrison Clark’s ability to use his “foresight” in controlling the overall situation in the future.

Harrison Clark didn’t want to be in Ward Owen’s agency either; it didn’t make much sense, and he didn’t know how to manage an agency..