Wang Weibao said to Xing Baohua, "His name is A-Le, Wang Changle. He comes from a song and dance troupe in a county or city below."
Because of income problems, he ventured out to try his luck. The bar owner paid him 15 yuan per performance. He could sing two shows a day.
30 yuan a day is considered a high income. Nandu is already among the top in the country in terms of high-income earners.
The bold are bold, and they are putting their advanced ideas into practice.
Xing Baohua hasn't decided on the contract yet. For now, they can only proceed with the agency agreement.
Five-year or eight-year contracts. Brokerage contracts vary every two years, ranging from 70/30 to 60/40 to 50/50, etc.
The publishing company takes the lion's share in the early stages. A little shady business is fine; there aren't many publishing houses that actually give singers a cut.
With a basic salary of 200 yuan per month for living expenses, Wang Changle will have to endure hardship for about half a year before he sees any money.
I briefly explained the terms and conditions, and we chatted about everyday things. This person agreed to work for me.
After all, the publishing house launched a big star. Don't you know how popular she is now? Every cassette tape store plays her songs. Do you know why they don't play them anymore?
All the audition tapes have been bought up; there aren't any left in record stores. Working for a publishing house like this might make him famous, and then he could escape his misery.
Xing Baohua thought for a moment, and since it sounded like Chu Shengzai's songs, she decided to pick a few songs from one of his albums to test the effect.
We need to go back and take care of this. Anyway, it's not urgent. It's a real loss that Grandpa Li didn't come along.
After finalizing the singer selection, Xing Baohua went to check with the agents.
The agency and Xing Baohua's factory are of the same nature; both are private enterprises.
A certain electrical appliance company.
The boss's surname is Huang, and his name is Huang Dali.
In his words, just call him Ali. He's in his thirties and has a buzz cut.
When Xing Baohua arrived, they were very welcoming. They invited him into the company and immediately started offering him tea and cigarettes.
"Old Huang! This place is nice!" Xing Baohua said, looking around after sitting down.
"Not at all, not at all. We're just starting out, we can't keep up with Boss Xing's big business," Boss Huang said with a smile.
“You have a lot of electrical appliances! That means you have a wide network of connections!” Xing Baohua said.
"You flatter me. It's all thanks to my friends for giving me a chance to make a living. Mr. Xing, I heard that a batch of cell phones and pagers have been produced. Could you send us a batch first?"
"We'll just produce a few samples, no rush. Delivery will be at the latest in six months. Production can begin once the Alcatel equipment is installed. I'll give you a larger share of the stock privately then."
"Thank you, thank you. It's my treat tonight," Mr. Huang said with a smile.
In the evening, after sending his secretary home, Xing Baohua went to dinner with Boss Huang.
The other person wasn't a good drinker; he vomited after only a few drinks. He forced down a bottle of beer to rinse his mouth, then took Xing Baohua to a disco.
Since Xing Baohua arrived, he has never been this wild.
Disco is the same as what we now call a nightclub; it's just a name, with only slight modifications in style.
Xing Baohua was drinking at the bar, while Boss Huang went down to the dance floor and jumped around, working up a sweat, probably sobering up quite a bit.
Xing Baohua didn't go on stage because she couldn't dance and didn't want to embarrass herself by jumping around recklessly.
Xing Baohua was drinking at the bar when a girl came over and asked him if he wanted to dance.
Xing Baohua shook his head, indicating that he would not.
"Is it that you don't want to, or that you don't know how? If you don't know, I'll teach you," the girl said.
"I just came to take a look and broaden my horizons. I really don't know anything about this, thank you for your kindness," Xing Baohua said politely.
The girl gave up when she saw that Xing Baohua was unmoved. If it weren't for Xing Baohua being dressed so nicely, she wouldn't have come over.
One leaves, and a flashy, hot girl shows up. They both mean the same thing: they want to dance.
After turning down a few, I figured it wasn't worth it anymore. A little groping outside is fine, but a quick fling is out of the question.
Just as I was about to leave, another beautiful woman arrived. In the dim lighting, as long as someone wasn't too outrageously ugly, they could basically be mistaken for a beautiful woman.
"Aren't you going to buy me a drink?" the girl said, sitting down next to Xing Baohua.
“I always get my drinks on the house. Look, there’s the person who’s treating me. I’ll come over and ask him if he’s treating you too,” Xing Baohua said with a smile.
What I mean is, why don't you pay for me yourself?
Xing Baohua thought to herself, "It's just a drink. No problem." She nodded and told the bartender, "Give her a beer."
To everyone's surprise, the girl said she wanted a glass of red wine.
The bartender said to the girl, "These are the people Brother Huang brought."
After hearing this, the girl turned and left, feeling quite annoyed.
Xing Baohua thought to himself, "Looks like I was too kind. I almost fell for it!"
Did bar scams already exist in this day and age? Judging from the bartender's words, that Mr. Huang seems to be quite a formidable figure!
Mr. Huang, covered in sweat, said to Xing Baohua, "Don't be shy when you're out having fun. Go down and jump around, it'll be a blast."
Xing Baohua waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I have a meeting to attend tomorrow, Mr. Huang. If it gets late, I'll head back first."
"Going out to have fun? If you want to have a good time, then go all out. There are more activities to come, we'll go to the village in the village later," Boss Huang said with a smile.
Xing Baohua quickly waved his hand and said, "No, thank you."
I actually know what kind of project it is and what I'll be doing. Anyway, it's not exactly a respectable place.
The hotel staff are already causing trouble, so let's skip this kind of wild food.
After declining several invitations, Xing Baohua finally came out. Boss Huang arranged for a driver to take Xing Baohua home.
Before leaving, I told Mr. Huang to go check out their booth on the opening day of the Canton Fair, as there would be a surprise.
The next day, as soon as Xing Baohua arrived at the office's base, his secretary sent him a message saying that the booth location had been determined, and the vehicle number was Lu C-15.
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