Originally, once Wei Fenglian paid the final payment outside, Liang Liang and the others would have taken the money and left, and that would have been the end of it. They would have kept to themselves and gone their separate ways.
But Wei Fenglian insisted on creating trouble; she demanded that Liang Liang come to her office to pay the bill.
Instead of following a simple procedure, they insist on going through a complicated process; there might be some conspiracy or trickery involved.
Liang Liang was very worried that she would be sexually assaulted if she went to Wei Fenglian's office, so she didn't want to go.
But if I don't pay 1,800 yuan, they definitely won't honor the agreement.
That's 1,800 yuan.
For him now, this amount of money is nothing, but for the Gaobao Gushan Farmers Band, it is indeed an income of 360 yuan per person.
This is not a small amount of money for them.
After much deliberation, Liang Liang gritted his teeth and thought, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
I'll just have to make do with what I have. I'm not losing anything anyway, so I'll just treat it as a change of pace.
Upon having this idea, Liang Liang felt a deep sense of self-respect.
What kind of spirit is this? Traveling dozens of miles to Yahe... This is the spirit of dedication of international communism.
With the thought of going to hell in mind, someone walked into Wei Fenglian's office with the imposing aura of "the wind howls and the Yi River is cold".
Wei Fenglian politely offered her her seat.
To Liang Liang's surprise, the first thing Wei Fenglian did was to pay him the remaining 1,800 yuan.
Something feels off about this art style.
Liang Liang glanced at the money on the table, but didn't dare to reach out and take it immediately.
"Xiao Liang! Are you interested in performing at the Hongdu Dance Hall? If your band performs there, I'll give you the biggest discount on the revenue share. We'll only take a symbolic 10% of the money from song requests and tips."
This profit-sharing ratio is indeed only symbolic.
So that's what Wei Fenglian was after.
"Mr. Wei! To be honest with you, I own a nightclub in Lianwan City called Haiyun Nightclub. Do you think I could come and perform at your Hongdu Nightclub?"
Liang Liang owns his own dance hall, and then he brings his band to perform at other people's dance halls. What kind of spirit is that?
This is the spirit of the international sand wall competition.
Wei Fenglian was somewhat disappointed.
It turns out this kid has his own dance hall, so of course he wouldn't be performing at Tongzhu Dance Hall.
There's no hope for this.
"It seems there's no point in discussing this matter. So let's talk about something else. I'm someone who cherishes my youth and often fantasizes about being young again. That's why I like making friends with young people and reminiscing about the wonderful feelings of my youth through them."
"Mr. Wei! I don't quite understand what you mean by that."
"It's actually very easy to understand. It's just about what men and women do. I can pay you money, you name your price!"
This woman is really shameless, treating this kind of thing like a business deal.
“Mr. Wei! I think you’ve come to the wrong person. There are plenty of young people in Yahe City who are more outstanding than me. You should go to them instead of wasting your time here.”
If you want to buy my youth with money, you'll have to wait.
The key is that I'm not short of money.
Their band's albums have sold over two million copies, and their share of the profits could reach two million dollars.
If someone can get 500,000 or 600,000, do they lack money?
Is there really no hope at all?
"Is there any possibility of that in the future? I don't know. I don't have that thought right now. To be honest, I'm not mentally prepared to do that kind of thing with a woman who is much older than me, and I don't have that thought."
"From what you're saying, it's still possible in the future, right?" Wei Fenglian said, unwilling to give up.
"People grow through constant change, and no one knows what the future holds. Perhaps I will suddenly become interested in mature women in the future."
"Show me your face! If you ever want to experience the beauty of a mature woman, remember my bed is always open for you."
This woman has absolutely no shame.
Liang Liang felt an urge to vomit, but she took a deep breath and held it in.
"If that day ever comes, I will come to visit Mr. Wei."
Liang Liangxu was tactful and subtle.
In any case, Liang Liang got the money safely and walked out of the Hongdu Dance Hall without losing anything.
Returning the jade intact to Zhao is a victory in itself.
When Liang Liang came out of the Hongdu Dance Hall, Gao Xing and the others had already loaded all their equipment onto the light truck that Qin Wenju had sent.
After Liang Liang jumped onto the truck, he stuffed the 1,800 yuan into Gao Xing's hand.
"Aren't you going home this afternoon?" Gao Xing stuffed the money into his pocket.
"I'm going back tomorrow. I have some personal matters to take care of. I'll stay at home for a day and then head to Lianwan the day after tomorrow."
Before heading to Lianwan, Liang Liang would also make a detour to Landi City to visit Zhao Fang's godparents, and then head straight to the Haiyun Dance Hall.
After the Lunar New Year, the Blue Shark band still has a lot to do and needs to make some plans.
First, I went south to settle my share of the profits from the album "Hometown," and then I recorded my second album in the Pacific Ocean.
Once I finish these two things, it will probably be around March.
Suennan's tour is probably about to begin, and they will be going to be guests.
Once their second album is released, the Blue Shark band should consider holding their own concert.
Of course, it's not a small event with a few hundred people; it has to be a large event with several thousand people.
The light truck returned to the Oriental Dance Hall around nine o'clock.
They still have four tasks to complete, so they need to hurry.
From 9:18 to 10:30, they finished all four tasks for the rest of the morning.
The band earned a total of 5,320 yuan from the Hongdu Dance Hall, including the income from the four jobs they did this morning.
Liang Liang still didn't accept the money, so each member of the band received 1,000 yuan.
The remaining two hundred yuan was used to pay for the meal at the restaurant.
After finishing their meal, the minibus they had hired, which belonged to someone from Huanglingzi, arrived. They loaded the equipment onto the minibus, and then the farmers' band members were ready to go home.
"Brother Liang! Aren't you going back?"
Seeing that Liang Liang showed no intention of getting into the car, Xu Mei asked.
"I'm not going back today, I still have some things to take care of. I'll go back tomorrow. You guys go back first, have a safe trip!"
No sooner had Liang Liang waved goodbye to Gao Xing and the peasant band than Qin Wenju drove him to a secluded place.
He wasn't taken back to the Oriental Song and Dance Hall until 3:30 p.m.
Qin Wenju's face was radiant with spring breeze.
In stark contrast, Liang Liang appeared listless and dispirited.
With two or three hours left before the performance, Liang Liang found a place to take a nap.
This woman is too much of a handful. She's had two affairs in such a short time. Even if he's young, he must be exhausted.
Fortunately, he's leaving soon, so who will bother her when he's not home?
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