Finally someone noticed Han Qi and asked.

"Hello, are you booking a hotel?"

"I'll just take a look."

I originally wanted to go to the room upstairs to take a look, but it was not yet noon, so it wasn't certain that Zhang Sibing had not booked it for himself, so Han Qi didn't go up and walked back down the stairs, wanting to find a place to eat first.

When I was on the street, my cell phone rang.

"Hello."

"Xiao Han, it's me. I want to discuss the matters of these two days with you. Where are you?"

It was Dai Jun's voice, his tone was a bit urgent.

“I’m downstairs of the hotel.”

Han Qi hasn't gone far yet. This is the most prosperous place in the county, so there are many places around Han Qi for breakfast, and he is looking for it.

"Then you wait for me outside Jinyulou, and I'll come over immediately."

Han Qi hung up the phone, and he was a little worried.

Don't let me sing.

After all, this is 50,000 yuan, and Han Qi still attaches great importance to it. If he relies so much on the streets, Han Qi feels that he will have to sing for at least one month to make so much money.

In any case, this call made Han Qi lose half of his good mood and he returned to the hotel worriedly.

A BMW was parked on the side of the road in a few minutes, and Dai Jun walked down alone.

"Xiao Han."

"Sister Jun, what's the matter with me so early?"

Dai Jun looked around and found a bun shop in front of him: "Do you have a meal? Let's talk while eating."

It just so happened that there was no meal, Han Qi nodded and walked into the store with Dai Jun.

After ordering something good, Dai Jun said: "That's right. This is the case. When he was young, he was a literary soldier and liked to sing and listen to music. So we invited you to come and sing a few songs after hearing you sing."

Han Qi nodded and said, "I know, Brother Zhang has told me."

"Yeah, but who knows that your brother Zhang and his brother think so too. He invited a singer to come."

"Ah? Then I won't sing?"

At this time, the clerk walked up with the buns they ordered and soy milk. The hot buns exuded a charming fragrance, but Han Qi had no appetite at all now, just wanted to know if he had blown up the 50,000 yuan.

"No, I just said that you can't sing the songs I told you. After all, they invited the original singer. At that time, you should go on stage a little earlier and just sing a few songs that you are most familiar with to liven up the atmosphere. We can trust your level."

"You invited Mr. Li Qinwen?"

Three of the songs Dai Jun discussed with him were sung by Mr. Li Qinwen. This is a singer who was active thirty years ago and a national team leader who was born in the art troupe.

However, now the art troupe has been abolished, and the old man has not made any noise in the twenty years since entering the new era.

Han Qi also got to know this person because he had to sing a few songs.

When a poor man found out that he could earn tens of thousands of dollars by singing a few songs, the energy he burst out was very scary. Not to mention that Han Qi went to find the original singer of a few songs, he could even tell the background of the creation of a few songs.

Dai Jun nodded and said, "Yes, they are also determined... We did something wrong, after all, we didn't know about it before."

"It's okay." Han Qi shook his head and said. "It's all about singing, it's okay."

As long as I don’t want to drive me away, it’s tens of thousands of dollars after all.

Han Qi was still wondering what family background this family background was. How could he say that he would take tens of thousands of dollars to give out, and even invited professional singers to perform... Although the singer's asking price may not be very high, he is a senior in the circle after all, and he is not someone who can accept invitations from him.

Dai Jun felt relieved when he saw that there was no disgusting expression on Han Qi's face.

She really likes Han Qi's performance, and following her husband's analysis, this handsome young man is likely to enter the entertainment industry and will soon become famous with his unique voice, so she is now sitting here and wants to make a good relationship first.

Dai Jun pressed on his phone for a while and transferred 30,000 yuan to Han Qi.

"This is a deposit. I will give you the remaining 30,000 after singing tomorrow night."

"Isn't this only 60,000?"

"The extra 10,000 yuan is our compensation."

“…”

What's the point of compensation for this...

But let this compensation come more violently.

After a fake refusal, Han Qi quickly accepted the setting of 60,000 yuan for singing once. In fact, it was difficult for him to refuse the extra 10,000 yuan. After all, this was also a reliance on his own labor in exchange for remuneration. At most, he was more serious at night.

After all, it's too poor.

After lending Zhang Shuhao a sum of money as a home loan, Han Qi had no money in his pocket. He felt that his money would always be around 5,000. Even if he was a little more, it would soon be reduced to less than 5,000.

In the next few hours, Han Qi sat in the teahouse for a while and came to the hotel with a guitar at 4 pm.

Tomorrow is a relatively simple birthday, and there are not many programs. Zhang Sibing and his wife originally thought there was not a single program, so they invited Han Qi to come here to sing a few old songs to make the old man happy.

But they didn't expect that there were relatives at home who made similar decisions to them, so they had two singers.

He has to come for rehearsal today.

The Zhang family booked this hotel for two days, and started to decorate the venue after lunch today. It has just been done, and Han Qi has arrived here almost after they have finished it.

When Zhang Sibing saw Han Qi walking upstairs, he hurriedly shouted: "Xiao Han, it's so early."

Han Qi walked over with a smile and said, "It's nothing to do anyway, so come here early. Brother Zhang, are you done?"

"Well, I just finished it, and the microphone and speaker have been roughly adjusted. Why don't you try it now?"

There was a young man next to him who was three points similar to Zhang Sibing and said, "Yes, I have done everything I have done before I tried it early and finished my meal... My name is Zhang Size, hello."

"Hello, hello." Han Qi stretched out his hand to shake hands with him.

This man spoke politely, but his eyes were not polite at all, as if Han Qi had come from where he cheated them of money.

But what I think is, I am a powerful person.

He would not be angry, and yelled like the protagonist of the novel, I would not serve him anymore! Then he transferred the money back to leave here. After more than half a month of riding, he was much tougher in his heart than before. What is it to be a little cold-eyed?

Taking out the guitar, Han Qi walked onto the stage.

The sound effect is very good, the audio is good, and there will be no noise from inferior equipment.

He played a tune casually and continued to try the speaker, and then Han Qi started singing.

"I have escaped from pain and are no longer the same as before. But I am sinking..."

This is a new song that has just been released. Since he could not sing the songs he had already set before, Han Qi chose the songs he had heard a lot during this period to sing.

Zhang Size frowned after hearing the tune, not because Han Qi sang it poorly, but because this song was obviously not suitable for singing on an elderly person's birthday.

"Wait a minute." Han Qi called out just as he started singing.

Han Qi stopped and looked at him.

Zhang Size hugged his chest with his hands: "Change another song. My grandfather likes to listen to songs, operas, and revolutionary songs about southern Yunnan. Forget it, modern songs, after all, many people coming tomorrow are also elderly people, and they don't like to make noise."
Chapter completed!