"What other relatives and friends have I not asked about?" Guan Zhengfei put out his cigarette butt on the ground, tugged on his tie irritably, and looked at Lu Dongjie and Dad Lu and asked.

"Hmph, favors are two-faced. When it comes to borrowing money, everyone starts to act stupid and bewildered. They almost say that they are so poor that they have to apply for public assistance from the Welfare Department." Lu Dongjie held a cigarette in his hand. , letting the smoke fill the air, sneered.

"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. The most important thing is to ensure that your little sister can complete the operation in time." Dad Lu's face was a little solemn, and finally he said decisively: "I still have 50,000 yuan at home, and I will figure out a solution for the rest." "

"Normally there is meat and wine, and everyone is a relative and friend. When there is an emergency, they all act like cowards and bastards." Guan Zhengfei lowered his head and cursed in frustration.

"It's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. It's easy to pay back money, but it's not easy to pay back favors." Lu Dongjie took a puff of smoke and said thoughtfully.

The Lu family also moved from Yangcheng in the year of the change of dynasty, and most of their relatives are also here. The number of relatives who have frequent contact with each other in Xiangjiang can be counted on one hand.

The Lu family was able to survive those difficult years only because of their own hard work. If they relied on others, they would always fall.

"What are you talking about? Problems that can be solved with money are not problems, but the problem now is that there is no money, understand?" Guan Zhengfei took another cigarette and lit it, looking at Lu Dongjie angrily and said.

"Shh, be quiet, she just fell asleep." Mother Lu gently closed the door and walked over lightly.

"Sister, what's the situation over there? Did you tell me how much I can borrow?" Guan Zheng flew to the sofa and moved to make room for Lu's mother.

"My sisters heard that my younger sister's condition required money for surgery. They were all very enthusiastic. In addition, Brother Rong, Brother Bo and others were also willing to help. It should be about 100,000 yuan." Mother Lu picked up the cigarette butts scattered on the ground. He stood up, looked at them and said calmly.

Lu's mother speaks lightly on the surface, but she is inevitably a bit bitter in her heart. The entertainment industry is always a place with a lot of disputes. On the surface, she may seem friendly, but secretly she may be waiting for you to laugh at you when you are in trouble.

Lu's mother usually has her own little pride in that circle. If it is not urgent, who would be willing to humble herself and ask for help.

"That's good, everything is settled." Guan Zhengfei leaned back on the sofa and puffed out cigarettes in a relaxed manner.

"The operation fee is 200,000 yuan, and there are also recovery fees and nursing fees. Do you think these crazy doctors run a charity?" Dad Lu, who was silent at first, suddenly spoke up and poured cold water on him.

"If you don't speak up, no one will think you are dumb," Mother Lu said to Father Lu with a cold face.

"None of those foreign doctors are good," Guan Zheng flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said through gritted teeth.

"I will find a way to save the remaining money. One hundred thousand yuan in half a year is not very difficult. The most important thing now is to determine the time for the operation first." Lu Dongjie put out the cigarette butt in his hand, his tone a little solemn.

Lu Dongjie is not so pessimistic. Although he was a little panicked from the beginning, things have not reached the worst point now.

When a problem can be solved with money, how much money is not the first factor to consider. How to make this money, as long as it is not illegal, he is willing to try.

The meaning of life is not to get a good hand, but to play a bad hand well. No matter how bad Lu Dongjie is, he will not play a good hand to pieces. He is quite confident in this.

"Not a lot? Are you daydreaming?" Guan Zhengfei's eyes widened, and he said with excitement and helplessness: "I have been working as a errand for five years, not to mention one hundred thousand in half a year, but I have never seen ten thousand in one year. Block!"

Guan Zhengfei's reaction is understandable. The salary is not high these days, but the cost of living is high. A police officer at Guan Zhengfei's level can earn more than a thousand yuan a month at most, so he doesn't have much money left at the end of the year. He is a real worker. Moonlight Clan.

Why are there so many corruption cases among police officers that have been criticized by Hong Kong citizens over the years? Without any other reason, you are just a poor person. When you are a police officer, you must not only be filial to your boss, but also make money to support your family.

Collecting black money is as common as eating and drinking, and everyone takes it for granted. What's more, when faced with the problem of survival or poverty, it is not difficult to choose whether to be alone or to follow the crowd.

Seeing Father Lu and Mother Lu staring at him with doubts, Lu Dongjie touched his nose and said calmly: "A few days ago, I saw that the New Year song albums released by Zheng Shaoqiu and Wang Mingquan were selling very well, and I plan to buy them. Brother Guang is also going to do something to test the water."

"You want to release a CD, aren't you having a fever?" Guan Zhengfei raised his eyebrows, looking in disbelief.

It’s not his fault. The two of them grew up wearing the same pair of trousers and know each other well. Can a professional producer not handle such a serious matter as releasing a record?

Guan Zhengfei expressed deep doubts that this idea would most likely be thrown off the market.

Lu Dongjie smiled and did not refute. How could this be explained?

"I don't want to make a formal record album, I just want to make a cassette tape album. I can find a local manufacturer for this. Although the profit is a little lower, the advantage is the quantity." Lu Dongjie didn't make any secrets. Briefly stated his preliminary plan.

"Are you confident that this thing can make money?" Dad Lu didn't know much about this industry. Looking at Lu Dongjie's words, he was still doubtful.

"Have you thought clearly, who will write your songs? Who will produce your songs? Who will distribute them?" Lu's mother was not very optimistic about this. She was already half in the industry, so she asked three questions in a row, getting to the core.

"I can write and produce. For distribution, I can contact Brother Guang. He also has connections. If that doesn't work, I can still sell by setting up a stall at Rongshutou on Temple Street." Lu Dongjie is quite calm, and now he also has the first steps in his mind. plan.

"you?"

The three people spoke in unison and looked at each other. Lu Dongjie's words made them even more surprised and suspicious.

"It's useless to say anything now. I'll make a demo for you to try out in a few days. Oh, by the way, Brother Fei, you also want to help." Lu Dongjie didn't forget to rope in Guan Zhengfei, a strong man. Anyway, this is unpaid labor.

Lu Dongjie roughly knows what he wants to do with this album. Although the risks are there, they are basically controllable. At least they won't be so overwhelming that they can't be sold and end up rotting in the warehouse.

A cultural product is produced by the manufacturer and finally reaches the hands of consumers. Every link in this process is very important.

Lu Dongjie is in the production link of this industry chain, and with others speaking lightly, how to improve his influence in other links requires Lu Dongjie to raise his pillow at night and think carefully about it.

Of course, there is another way to cooperate with a record company, so that you can share risks and don't have to worry about publicity and distribution channels.

But record companies are just looking for what they want. You, a newbie with no reputation, and not a professional background, asking me to sign a contract with you, send you records and get a share of the profits is simply out of the blue.

It's better for me to buy out your song and find a more famous singer to sing it.

But this method is destined to be unacceptable to Lu Dongjie. According to the current market price, Huang Zhan can write a song for more than 1,000 yuan, with a maximum cap of 5,000 yuan.

This is the treatment that only well-known writers in the industry receive. As for Lu Dongjie, a newbie who has not yet become famous, it is considered a great mercy for the record company to give him 1,000 yuan per song.
Chapter completed!