"How do you plan to implement your proposed peasant singer competition?"
After the battle, Qin Wenju, having recovered, leaned lazily on Liang Liang's arm and asked.
"First, the cultural department needs to approve it; a license is required. Then, detailed rules and reward systems need to be established. Finally, a notice needs to be issued," Liang Liang replied, leaning against the headboard.
When would be a good time to hold it?
"We start closing up the mountains in September or October. It gets too cold if we go any later. The best time is from mid-August to early September."
During this period, the Liaonan region is basically in the off-season before the harvest, so doing anything won't interfere with important matters.
As for the rules and regulations of the competition, Liang Liang also told Qin Wenju a few of them.
Regarding the venue for the competition, ticket revenue, and whether the television station will record or broadcast the event live (though a live broadcast is unlikely).
Another issue is the distribution of bonuses.
He had already calculated that these competitions could be held in the afternoon at the Oriental Ballroom. Even if the revenue from tickets and drinks couldn't recoup the investment, the difference wouldn't be too great.
Through television, radio, and print media, the reputation of the Oriental Dance Hall has long been unmatched in Yahe.
It's a worthwhile deal no matter how you look at it.
Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, the woman, who had been causing enough trouble, fell asleep.
Liang Liang turned his head and realized that he didn't know when it had started, but his words had become like talking to a brick wall.
Liang Liang gave a wry smile, removed Qin Wenju's head from his arm, and placed it on the pillow.
Regarding the format of this farmers' singer competition, Liang Liang plans to adopt the blind audition method used in The Voice of China.
However, considering that producing that swivel chair under the production conditions of 1994 would have been too difficult and unreliable, if given time to find a technician to explain the principles, it's not impossible to design one.
However, due to time constraints, this idea was abandoned, and the conventional method had to be used instead.
Liang Liang took a notebook and listed out all the measures one by one.
By the time all these measures were listed, it was already past three o'clock.
This meant that he had a hard time getting up the next morning.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Liang Liang took the shuttle bus all the way back to Lianwan and then back to the Haiyun Karaoke Bar.
This time when he returned home, he had been away from the Ocean Shipping Ballroom for a full seventeen days.
Although it lasted for seventeen days, the Ocean Shipping Ballroom remained unchanged; everything was exactly the same as before he left.
Liang Liang listened with a yawn to Mu Shuihua's report on the operation of the Haiyun Dance Hall over the past period of time.
There's nothing noteworthy about my own nightclub; it's all just trivial stuff.
My income remains stable at around 20,000, nothing special.
However, a message from Zheng Tuo's Hongkou dance hall caught his attention.
"According to members of the Black Island Band, many employees at the Hongkou Dance Hall have resigned, and the Night Walk Band is also considering leaving."
If a company experiences a mass exodus of employees, it indicates that the company has a problem.
"They couldn't stay there any longer?"
"Everyone says Tao Yanhong is too mean, and the employees at the Hongkou dance hall are all unhappy and often have their wages deducted, so many people have left. I just don't understand why Zheng Tuo would forgive that woman? And why would he keep her by his side?"
"Everyone has their own preferences, and outsiders can't guess. Maybe Tao Yanhong has some special talents! For example, she might have won over Zheng Tuo, who is skilled in bed."
"Pah! What kind of outstanding ability is that? You men are all the same."
"Sister Mu! Your attitude is wrong. You can't assume all men are scoundrels just because one man is frivolous. Conversely, can we men think the same way? Does one woman's promiscuity mean all women are slutty?"
"I don't know about others, but you yourself are no good either. Look at you, so young, yawning all day long. Tell me, what did you do last night?"
"What did you go to do? What could you have done? You just played mahjong at the village shop, then went home to sleep, and took the bus this morning, right?"
Of course, I can't say what I did last night.
Mu Shuihua curled her lip: "You think I'd believe your nonsense? Alright! I don't have time to waste with your drivel, I need to get to work."
Mu Shuihua swayed her hips as she walked out of Liang Liang's office.
Mu Shuihua's back mound is quite attractive, shall I touch it?
A lewd smile spread across someone's face.
After Mu Shuihua left the office, Liang Liang thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and made a pager.
The phone rang a few minutes later!
"Nan-ge! How are your concert preparations going?"
Having been in Yahe for the past two weeks, I really don't know anything about the preparations for Su Ennan's concert.
"Basically, everything is ready. The venue, stage design, set design, sound engineers, dancers, and so on are all prepared. It can be said that everything is ready."
"When can we practice together?"
"How about the 18th? We'll practice together once, and then practice again during the dress rehearsal. As long as there are no problems, it'll be fine."
The Blue Shark band had participated in Su Ennan's Hong Kong Coliseum concert, and the two sides had collaborated before, so they were familiar with each other and didn't need to practice too many times.
"Okay, let's keep in touch if anything comes up."
Liang Liang put down the phone, leaned back in her chair, and began to think about the Hongkou dance hall.
It is foreseeable that, given the current pace of development, the Hongkou Dance Hall may reach a dead end within a few months.
When that time comes, Tao Yanhong will 100% leave Zheng Tuo.
Zheng Tuo will fall into poverty for the second time.
He met Liang Liang when he was down on his luck last time, but he might not be so lucky to meet a benefactor again when he is down on his luck a second time.
These are all obvious things, anyone can see them, but Zheng Tuo just can't see them.
Should I talk to Zheng Tuo again and remind him one more time?
After all, Zheng Tuo gave me a place to stay when I had nowhere to live.
Although he turned his life around through his own efforts, one should at least repay a small kindness with a small gesture, even if it means repaying a great debt of gratitude.
After hesitating for a long time, Liang Liang finally dialed a phone number.
A few seconds later, someone answered the phone.
"Brother Zheng! It's me, Xiao Liang!"
"Xiao Liang! Is something the matter?" Zheng Tuo's voice sounded somewhat tired.
"Brother Zheng! I heard that the Hongkou Dance Hall is having some trouble. If you need any help, just let me know. We're still brothers, after all."
"Who said Hongkou is having problems? Isn't that just idle chatter and gossip? We're doing just fine right now."
After Zheng Tuo said that, Liang Liang felt that what he was saying was meaningless.
However, after thinking about it, he still said, "Brother Zheng! Whether you want to hear it or not, there's something I have to say today. It's best if you manage this dance hall yourself from now on. Don't let your wife interfere anymore. If she still interferes with your dance hall... I don't know what to say. You'll have to figure it out yourself!"
"Xiao Liang! I don't like hearing what you're saying. My wife and I have a great relationship right now. What you're saying is trying to sow discord between us."
Look at the mess this has made; my good intentions have been completely wasted.
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