Seeing Wang Guoren like this, Zhang Chuge had a bad look on his face and asked in a bad tone: "Then why did Lin Yang perform in my venue? You didn't even inform me in advance."
"I think his singing skills are not ordinary. I have never heard of him. He is from there." Chen Yixun doesn't care about anything else. He just wants to get to know Lin Yang because of their common hobbies. After all, there are many singers that he can admire.
Many, he feels that he just hasn't encountered a good song or an opportunity to become famous. If Chen Yixun were to sing this song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", it would definitely be better than Lin Yang's.
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Wang Guoren did not dare to say that he did not know the person. After all, he had to justify himself and could not expose Wang Yan. After thinking about it, he said, "This is a temporary decision from above, and I don't know about it either."
"You mean my dad's decision?"
"Maybe." Wang Guoren had just finished speaking, and in the next second, Zhang Chuge kicked him to the ground. "What the hell are you lying to your mother? My dad can listen to music, and he knows some singers. Your mother, don't you?"
He said, I'm not polite. If I find him, don't follow me anymore, just find another job."
Zhang Chuge knows very well what his father is like. He is an old scholar and does not like these fancy things. His daily life routine, what time he does and what he does, are more punctual than the quartz clock on the Bund that tells time.
Wang Guoren suddenly cried loudly: "Heaven, earth, Chu Ge, you have to be reasonable. I didn't say this, it was Mr. Zhang who said it. If you don't believe me, ask him. Isn't Mr. Zhang asking to see you by name?"
Lin Yang, you have wronged me like this, even if you jump into the Yellow River you can't wash away your guilt."
"What? It's a joke. My dad wants to meet that little-known singer. How is this possible?" Zhang Chuge's secretary was waiting beside them. Seeing Zhang Chuge looking at him, the secretary immediately stepped forward to report.
: "It seems like this is true. But that man named Zhang Yang is so disrespectful that he didn't even go to the appointment."
"Hey, this guy is a bit interesting." As long as he is here, there is no one who does not know his father Zhang Tianhe. Who is Zhang Tianhe? He is a true self-made entrepreneur, a model of labor for modern people to learn from, and has rewritten the tradition.
The breeding history of native chickens has created a mixed bloodline for native chickens.
"Tell me quickly, where did he come from? You can't play tricks on me, otherwise you won't blame me for being unkind."
Wang Guoren really wished that his face turned into a real nut, the kind that would not hurt no matter how hard he hit him. He said with a bitter face: "Chu Ge, I really don't know. If I knew his origin,
I won’t wait until now to find him.”
Wang Yan did not leave a phone number when he left. However, only Wang Guoren knew that Lin Yang and the girl named Shen Qingcheng had a close relationship, otherwise he would not have proposed the exchange condition. As long as he put pressure on Shen Qingcheng,
She must be able to find Lin Yang. If Lin Yang is found, he will have the opportunity to buy the copyright of this popular song. By then, he will be able to make a lot of money.
In Wang Guoren's eyes, Zhang Chuge is just a son of a nouveau riche. He doesn't know anything about music and still wants to play this. At best, he is just a little brother in his eyes. That Chen Yixun
"Brother Chu, please calm down. Brother Wang also has his own difficulties. Let's go drink together." After Chen Yixun finished speaking, he pulled Wang Guoren's arm again, "Let's go, let's go together."
Zhang Chuge glanced at Wang Guoren and walked in front, followed by the others.
After closing the stall, Wang Yan and the others moved everything to the car. Although they were very tired after the day, everyone could not hide the joy in their eyes. They all said that the chicken wings and fries were selling well today. At that time, everyone
The scene of rushing to buy it was really unexpected.
After arriving home after a while, Aunt Wu said she was going back to cook. Wang Yan looked at his mother, who immediately took out a hundred yuan from her body as money for today's help.
But Aunt Wu refused to accept anything she said, saying that she was just helping to join in the fun today. Moreover, she had watched Wang Yan grow up, and she was very happy to see this boy succeed.
Now Aunt Wu looked at Wang Yan, a bit like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. The more she looked at him, the more satisfied she became.
When Huang Guiying saw her mother's eyes, her face felt a little hot, and she hurriedly pulled her mother and ran back.
Before leaving, he made a gesture to Wang Yan to call later. Of course Wang Yan understood. He smiled at her and nodded.
After the family returned, Comrade Hu began to let his son come out to settle the accounts. This is also the tradition of their family. Every night they will take stock of the accounts to see what the gains are today and where there is something bad. This is the so-called family.
Understanding.
All the money in the iron box was piled up like a small mountain, and the smallest denominations were all fifty cents. This surprised the whole family.
Wang Yan took out his mobile phone and roughly calculated the materials he brought out and the approximate quantity sold. Excluding the gifts used for promotion, his income for the day was almost a thousand yuan. Today was just a test of the water, and he brought
There are not many things, but I didn’t expect the net profit to be so huge.
When I saw my son holding that palm-sized thing and pressing it back and forth, it was much easier to use than the second-hand PHS used by Wang Quan. I also had a look of pride and pride on my face, as if to say, look how good my son is.
I can make enough money to buy a mobile phone worth several thousand yuan.
If Mother Hu had doubts about her son's behavior before, then the money she earned from selling today proved a fact to her. What her son said was true, and he could really make money. If
Before doing this, who would have thought that just taking chicken wings, chicken legs and potatoes, adding some flour and frying them in oil, how could they become so valuable?
Moreover, the children who were buying things didn't look like money in their hands, they just bought them all, and some even bought double copies.
The person with the most had just bought one portion, finished it in the blink of an eye, and said: "Give me five more of the same thing." Look at these children, that one is not a rich man.
"Xiaoyan, what you said is true. Did we really make so much money today?"
"Almost, if you don't believe me, just count it." After excluding the consumption of flour, oil and other seasonings, plus the money paid to the driver and the bun shop, it's the net profit.
After hearing her son's words, Hu's mother was doubtful and immediately asked Wang Fugui to sort out the money with him.
"Old man, you take care of the small ones, and I'll take care of the big ones."
Dad Wang sat down and looked at his wife and said, "Why don't I sort out the big tickets and you sort out the small tickets? Let's sort out all the big tickets first, and then we will know the approximate number."
Hu's mother felt that what her husband said was reasonable, and they happily sorted out the money together.
