Chapter 172 Net Income of 1,000 Yuan

"Sister!" When Lin Zihuai heard that his sister had arrived, he rushed over without stopping. Seeing that only Lin Anan and Pan Guoyang were in the office, he immediately went in.

There was a little girl following behind him. Lin Anan also knew this girl. She was one of the lead singers of the art troupe. Her name was Du Juan. She seemed to be about the same age as Lin Zihuai and had just reached adulthood.

"Sister An An." Du Juan also greeted Lin An An with a smile.

Lin Anan handed the basket to Lin Zihuai, "Eight Treasure Rice Pudding, I left two portions for you."

"Ah?" Lin Zihuai immediately took it, took a look, and handed one to Du Juan, "This is our Sucheng specialty. Here."

"this……"

Dujuan's face turned red and she felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing that she didn't dare to take it, Lin Zihuai stuffed it directly into her arms, "My sister made this, take it and eat it."

Lin Anan raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Pan Guoyang again, as if she saw something different...

"Thank you Zihuai, thank you Sister Anan."

"You're welcome."

Pan Guoyang looked at Lin Zihuai and Du Juan and said jokingly, "Zihuai, if you give this to Du Juan, what will the other people in the group do?"

Lin Zihuai paused, a flash of discomfort on his face, and a barely perceptible red behind his ears, "Brother Pan, please stop teasing me, Du Juan is my good friend..."

The reply is irrelevant.

Lin Anan brought the topic back and asked about Lin Zihuai's recent situation.

They talked about ordinary trivial matters, and the atmosphere soon eased.

"Sister-in-law, good news." Lu Qing came and went in a hurry.

Seeing that there was something important to discuss here, Pan Guoyang nodded to Lin Anan, then took Lin Zihuai and Du Juan out first.

Lu Qing couldn't help but smile, "Sister-in-law, the leader just happened to be here and watched your new song. He was full of praise!"

"That's great. I was worried that the leaders would be dissatisfied."

"How could that be? Your talent is obvious to everyone. The boss asked me to discuss the price with you. They said that as long as your price is reasonable, they will never bargain."

Lin Anan pursed her lips. This Lu Qingzhen was just as cunning as a human being. He was using the same trick again.

The art troupe is the department in the Northwest Military Region that is least short of money. If he wants to make trouble, don't blame Lin Anan for asking for a huge amount of money!

"Coach Lu, this song will definitely bring a lot of positive impact to the art troupe. I'm not greedy, so I'll give you 3,000 yuan based on the price of similar high-quality songs on the market. What do you think?"

The price was made up by Lin Anan. After all, in order to cut the price in half, she had to start from a higher price.

"ah?"

Lu Qing's smile froze on his face. He was really intimidated by the three thousand yuan!

The most high-quality songs on the market cost about a thousand yuan.

I wanted to praise her but I swallowed the words back.

"What's wrong?"

"this……"

Lu Qing quickly regained his composure and was weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

The price Lin Anan offered was far beyond expectations, but the song "Ben Fu" is indeed of high quality. Both the melody and the lyrics are very consistent with the current needs of the art troupe. Maybe it can really shine in various performances and bring unexpected effects.

Lu Qing met Lin Anan's half-smiley eyes and said with a straight face, "Sister-in-law!" He turned around and immediately poured Lin Anan a cup of tea. "You may not know much about the song market. The market is very bad now."

"Oh? Really? I asked the record company, and 3,000 yuan is already too low! But you know me, I have a high level of awareness, and I only want to contribute to the organization's literary and artistic career, not for the money."

Lu Qing's mouth twitched. He didn't want to talk to her about these unrealistic nonsense, so he just pointed a finger and said, "After all, this involves the funding of the group. The maximum limit I have is 800 yuan. I'll give you 1,000 yuan."

"make a deal."

"ah?"

Lin Anan blinked, "What's wrong? For the sake of the organization, it's not a big deal. We are all one family."

Lu Qing: “…”

I should have said eight hundred earlier.

Seeing that he had a bitter face, Lin Anan took the opportunity to give him some sweetness, "This song is extraordinary, not only is it magnificent, but it also has a strong patriotic sentiment, the meaning is there!

It is not only suitable for a variety of instruments, but also for dancing, small songs and dances, mixed choruses of men and women, etc. It is a song with a lot of layers. When the time comes, I will choreograph some dance moves for you, which will surely make the whole performance more appealing..."

Lu Qing gave her a strange look, but finally nodded, "Okay, it's settled then."

One thousand dollars, payable now.

It filled a thick envelope.

After Lin Anan received the money, she felt much better.

He stayed in the art troupe for quite a while and was asked by several ministers to help, to which he readily agreed.

Happy!

Chu Mingzhou's basic salary is only about 80 yuan a month, but he can earn as much as he does in a year just by working hard.

You know what, I really gained a lot!

When I got home, Chu Mingzhou had already returned and was moving firewood.

"Baby~" Lin Ananle walked in happily, floated to his side like a butterfly, and kissed him hard on the face.

He then proudly took out the envelope and shook it, "Look!"

Chu Mingzhou paused, a little confused by her sudden action.

"I, your wife, made a thousand dollars today. Isn't that great?"

Chu Mingzhou passed the firewood to the side, afraid of getting it dirty on her, and let her hug his waist.

"so much?"

“Yeah!”

"Go in first." Chu Mingzhou put the firewood in the kitchen and washed his hands.

He then took Lin An'an to the main hall and sat down. He took the envelope from Lin An'an's hand, felt the thick stack, was slightly startled, and handed it back to her, "Keep it, my wife is really amazing."

Lin Anan burst out laughing.

It's really interesting to listen to his dry compliments, coupled with his slightly stiff expression.

"Thank you for praising me."

Chu Mingzhou ignored her teasing, reached out to take the hot water bottle beside him, put it in her hand, and held her hand again, breathing softly, "Where are your gloves? Your hands are frozen red."

Lin Anan's eyes flashed.

This man...

Faced with so much money, his attention is only on his own hands?

"I asked Zihuai to keep the gloves. I forgot."

"Are you hungry? There's one last stew left. Sister Lan is watching the fire."

"I'm hungry."

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingzhou gently squeezed Lin Anan's hand and said, "Then you warm your hands here first. I'll go and help and try to get you dinner earlier." With that, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Lin Anan looked at his back and felt like her heart was melting at him.

Chu Mingzhou is like this, his concern is silent, extremely attentive, but he never expresses it.

It is a must-have economical and practical item for home.

But then again, that didn't make sense. He was Chu Mingzhou, a man famous for his coldness and seriousness in the Northwest Military Region. He was a flower on the mountain top that no one dared to touch.

The temperature of the hot water bag in my hand not only reaches my hands, but also warms my heart.

After a while, Chu Mingzhou and Chu Minglan came out of the kitchen, carrying steaming meals.

The family of four washed their hands, went to the table and started eating.

It was a normal meal, but Lin Anan talked a lot more than usual.

I worked as a translator and as a substitute in a cultural performance before, and earned a total of 420 yuan.

That money is not easy to earn. You have to work hard and hold on.

But this time it was different. I could easily earn one thousand yuan for writing a song, which was a huge sum of money in that era.