Pengcheng's art troupe is located in the north of the city, next to the original TV station. It was also considered a "high-end" area ten years ago. Since Pengcheng became a pilot city for reform and opening up, it has developed rapidly, with a large number of investors pouring in, and new construction sites and high-rise buildings everywhere.

The TV programs are becoming more and more abundant. Almost every household in Pengcheng has a TV. Even in rural areas, the TV penetration rate has increased in the past two years. The most important thing is that we can directly receive programs from Hong Kong and Taiwan TV stations here.

As the TV station moved away, most of the performances were given to the provincial art troupe, and the Pengcheng art troupe became completely useless.

When Xie Yunshu and Chunya arrived at the art troupe, it was just time for work in the afternoon. There was not even a security guard at the door. There was only an old man sitting on a deck chair drinking tea and listening to opera. The iron gate was shabby and the door was locked from the inside.

Xie Yunshu stood at the door and asked politely, "Uncle, we want to find the director of the art troupe. Is he here?"

The old man didn't even raise his eyelids: "This is the cultural troupe, outsiders are not allowed in."

Chunya muttered softly: "Look, it's the same attitude again. I have the same attitude."

Xie Yunshu thought about it and didn't force it. He took Chunya and went to the grocery store opposite, bought a few snacks wrapped in oil paper, and didn't spend much money in total. Then he returned to the art troupe.

Chunya was puzzled: "Boss Xie, why are you buying snacks? You just had dinner, are you hungry again?"

Xie Yunshu smiled at her: "Watch out."

After she finished speaking, she placed the snack on the table next to the iron gate and said to the gatekeeper earnestly, "I bought an extra snack. Take it home and try it."

The old man who had been listening to the opera with his eyes closed finally opened his eyes. He looked at the dim sum and laughed happily. His attitude was completely different from before: "Who did you say you wanted to find? Our leader?"

Xie Yunshu quickly said, "Yes, we are from Hai'an Construction Company, and we want to talk to him about something."

The old man didn't even ask what was going on. He just stuffed the snack into his arms and opened the door. "Go to the office at the back and see if the captain is there."

Xie Yunshu said thank you and pulled Chunya, who was still in a daze, straight into the gate.

Chunya followed her blankly, not quite reacting: "He was let in right away? I tried to persuade him yesterday, but he ignored me!"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged! If she had known that an 80-cent snack would get the old man to open the door, she would have bought it yesterday!

When you enter the art troupe, there is a large and wide hall in the middle. It is not like the Beijing North Art Troupe, where people are rehearsing programs, singing, and dancing. There are only a few women in their thirties sitting on the floor chatting boredly.

Seeing Xie Yunshu's spring sprouts, he didn't react much and continued with his topic.

"You also don't know how much money our art troupe can make this month. Do you remember the money we raised together? Now you're singing in a dance hall. What the hell is going on?..."

"Tsk tsk, the dance hall is a great place, and she doesn't like it."

"Shame on you? Do you know how much they earn? Many of them are big bosses from Hong Kong. People there like to pay fees. The fees alone can be dozens of dollars a night!"

Several women gasped: "So many?"

But then I thought, the dance hall goes on until late at night, and I heard that people drink inside. It is not a place for normal people. They all have husbands and children, so why would they go there to do that?

The woman in the skirt sighed: "Our leader also doesn't know what the higher-ups have talked about. Will they really disband our art troupe?"

The other woman also looked very serious: "That's easy. We don't have any acting jobs now. We are young girls. We can be assigned to a film studio or a theater. Then we can be arranged to work in a factory."

"Oh, I want to go. The printing and textile factories are exhausting, and the wages are low. I'm sure I'll be laid off after two years. Look at how many factories have closed down in the past two years."

They are all around 30 years old, but they have good looks and temperament. At first glance, they are people who work in the arts, but they have no way to become actors, and they have no ability to do business, so they can only stay here and wait for that little salary.

The problem is that I can barely keep this salary.

Xie Yunshu listened to their conversation and had an idea in mind. He took Chunya through the corridor and walked towards the group leader's office at the back.

The director of the Pengcheng Art Troupe is Wu Guoqing, a man in his forties. He used to be full of vigor and vitality, and led his members to perform everywhere. He went on many stages and received countless applause and flowers.

That's all in the past...

The office door was not closed, so Xie Yunshu knocked on it symbolically: "Excuse me, is this the office of the head of the art troupe?"

Wu Guoqing was reading a newspaper that said some place was being developed and some building was being built. He looked up when he heard the noise and said, "Who are you? I'm the head of the cultural troupe, Wu Guoqing."

Xie Yunshu immediately took out his business card and said, "Hello, Captain Wu. I am the person in charge of Hai'an Construction Company and I am currently working on the Huajingyuan project."

Another developer!

Wu Guoqing looked Xie Yunshu up and down. Seeing how young she was, he didn't take her seriously. "What do you want from me?"

Xie Yunshu said directly: "It's like this. We are going to pre-sell new houses in Huajing Garden next month. We need a group of sales staff. We want to see if anyone from our art troupe is interested in going there..."

"What did you say?" Wu Guoqing interrupted her, as if he had heard a joke: "We are here to perform. Why would we go to a place where you sell houses?"

Xie Yunshu said with a relieved heart: "I know that there are many people in our art troupe who perform, so I would like to ask you to help train our sales staff. Of course, you can also participate in selling houses in person. Our commission for selling houses is very high."

"Go, go, go, check where we are. You came here looking for a salesperson!"

Wu Guoqing's veins jumped when he heard this. If he had good self-control, he would have been angry a long time ago. Although he was over 40, he still maintained a good figure and appearance. After all, he was the head of the art troupe and looked much younger than his peers.

Just because Xie Yunshu's words made him very angry, he emphasized: "We are artists! We sell things! We don't understand what training is!"

Xie Yunshu gave up and put the paper meal that Chunya had prepared in advance on the table: "Captain Wu, please take a closer look at our treatment. The conditions are all very good."

Wu Guoqing stood up impatiently: "You guys go, I'll consider it!"