I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 143 I Don't Want To Be A Prince
Jing Xiaoqiang compiled sunscreen, isolation, foundation, concealer, loose powder, eye shadow, highlighter, and blush into 1234 in order. They are all chemical substances in the form of cream powder, and they found samples for Cheng Yuling.

Make an appointment and tell him to go and have a look at what will produce results.

Then came out of the family.

Did not go back to school, nor to the hotel.

Jing Xiaoqiang still went back to the mansion, just like a man who buys a new car and wants to spend the night in the back seat.

Turn on the lights everywhere, wander around leisurely for half the night, then find a quilt casually, come out and sleep on the sofa in the living room.

The quilt is a bit damp and slightly cold.

It seems to be reminding Jing Xiaoqiang that such a big house needs a hostess.

He tried his best to think about ways to make money, otherwise he wouldn't be able to support such a big house.

Until the next morning, when he ran to the hotel fitness center, Jing Xiaoqiang was thinking.

The most important and most reliable thing is to look at the samples of each brand after obtaining the right to use it, and confirm whether this road is feasible.

If the tobacco factory and clothing factory can expand a few more brands, then hundreds of thousands will be obtained.

Discussed with Uncle Cheng during the gym, this guy really wanted to be lazy, he had hundreds of thousands of cash in his account, and he was going to toss about new business.

But he promised to find a way to contact the merchant again.

But I can only briefly talk about it. From the moment Jing Xiaoqiang entered the hotel through the back door, the hotel staff became overwhelmed. It seems that when Jing Xiaoqiang won the award in the performance in Pingjing, the identity information had spread throughout the entire unit.

Thanks to the times, otherwise all kinds of revelations would have been spread on Weibo and Moments.

Haqie Daba, Ge Ze's body, are all trained in Wuni's gym...

There are also shocking gossip about luxury cars, frequent beauties, and private rooms.

How can I hide it.

People in Shanghai still have a foreign style, and now it is popular to ask him for an autograph.

Sign on the hotel publicity card, sign on the employee card, sign on the fitness center card, even the hotel director came to ask him to shake hands and take a group photo or a one-time photo.

Alas, it's a bit embarrassing to tip again.

Even Mr. Pierre was surprised, how come you have become a big star!

It feels like Jing Xiaoqiang talking to him again is a brand endorsement, not the right to use the brand agency.

Is it insulting to tip again?
Frustrated.

Jing Xiaoqiang said in his heart that I really want it!
After congratulating the old Koehler, they also said that Xiaoqiang should get rich when they had breakfast together, so they went to the shows and went to concerts, and they all made a lot of money.

But Jing Xiaoqiang and Uncle Cheng looked at each other, how could he be interested in being this kind of singing machine, singing one or two songs over and over again, and feeling sick every day.

It's better to drive the car away first, you can't park here, and the hotel no longer has a long bag.

After breakfast, the two strolled back to the room, Jing Xiaoqiang packed the things here, and Uncle Cheng called the daily chemical company to ask about the situation.

As a result, I saw a lot of calls on the pager left here, especially the phone numbers of Lao Zhou's teaching and research office and small shop that appeared frequently from yesterday afternoon to night.

After returning the call, Yu Shufan simply howled: "Who did you elope with? You disappeared when you landed in Shanghai. There are so many things I need to find you, and Lu Xi doesn't know where you have gone!"

For Jing Xiaoqiang, the world is not as big as buying a house: "Ah, I have something to discuss with you, where are you..."

Yu Shufan laughed angrily: "You call the teaching and research office, where do you say I am!"

Jing Xiaoqiang was simply used to thinking on the phone, so he hung up the phone and left downstairs.

It's just that the check-out didn't go so smoothly, the hotel wanted to check out when he became famous, and tried every means to persuade him to stay.

It’s not that you are dissatisfied with our service. As a super VIP customer for more than four months, here is a permanent fitness card for you. The price is so cheap that you don’t need to refund it.

The lobby manager who signed the agreement with Jing Xiaoqiang at the beginning was a bit begging. If the boss knew about this, he would definitely cause trouble for them.

Stars are definitely not uncommon in five-star foreign-related hotels, but the gold medal winner of the Youth Song Club this year has been staying here as a hermit for fitness. Hotels in Shanghai like this kind of legendary gimmick very much.

Old-school New York hotels love to do that.

Jing Xiaoqiang is still hesitating, why should I keep a room here, mainly because it costs about [-] yuan a month.

It's not like you can continue to earn tips at the gym.

As a result, he might look like this, but he hurriedly notified the higher-ups.

The hotel director who just took a group photo in the morning came down and presented a long private room neatly. All he needed was for Jing Xiaoqiang to agree to use his image in the hotel's external publicity, and to ensure that he would spend all his future business room needs here.

The high-end hotels in Shanghai don't worry about customers at this time, but what they want is grade and style, and they can afford high-priced gimmicks.

Perhaps this is the difference between Shanghai people and other places in China.

All right, all prostitution for free, so Jing Xiaoqiang agreed "begrudgingly".

A two-year agreement, to be signed at any time when he comes back from his busy work, and there are things like finding a photographer to take pictures.

When Uncle Cheng got in the car, he sighed that it was different. The next step would definitely be to go to the city to sing and show up frequently.

And at this time, I should report to the art troupe. No matter what the relationship is, since I won the gold medal, I should also say it.

He is more thoughtful than Jing Xiaoqiang who is well versed in relational science.

Convinced, hmmmm.

Uncle Cheng said that he passed by the MIYA store these days, as long as the door was open, the three little girls were busy there, and the business seemed to be pretty good.

It's been almost a month, and Jing Xiaoqiang has never contacted his shop assistant. It is estimated that Lu Xi has already taken over the supply.

Even Yang Xiaoe was accepted by her.

Even at the Conservatory of Music, I dared to pick up Yu Shufan outside.

The graduate student who jumped into the back seat of the car said that the Conservatory of Music has been bombed for the past two days.

In the first three Youth Songs, several students or graduates of Huyin won awards, but there were very few gold awards, which were firmly suppressed by the Pingjing Conservatory of Music.

This made Huyin, which has always claimed to be the most international music academy in the mainland, very competitive, especially Zhou Qingyun's bel canto.

As a result, Jing Xiaoqiang won a double gold award, even if he was not a student of Huyin, but Zhou Qingyun specifically clarified that he did not take special care of the students, which made Huyin famous instead.

The whole school is very proud. In the past few days, there have been a lot of inquiries about Huyin and singing majors.

Yu Shufan is familiar with it: "Old Zhou said that he will send you back prizes and so on, a refrigerator color TV, and a motorcycle, but more importantly, love letters from all over the country! I heard that Zhuaner TV has received hundreds of letters. It’s only been a few days, and most of them are still on the way. Our school also has one, and there must be quite a few drama schools. You have to hold on to it. There was a gold award in the last session. It is said that more than 1000 letters were received. Let’s see if you can break this record. "

Jing Xiaoqiang's steering wheel shook: "Is there such a good thing?"

No matter how hard we try, we won't be able to satisfy the pursuit of thousands of girls...

Uncle Cheng couldn't help coughing, he was probably testing his voice, to see if he had the chance to sing and become famous!
Yu Shufan didn't even look at the middle-aged greasy man, and urged Jing Xiaoqiang to point in the direction: "Go to the audio-visual company, I keep an eye on it every day, the sales of tapes have already sold more than 40 boxes, and they are crazy about adding more! They say they will rush to millions , I dare not hide it from you!"

Jing Xiaoqiang's hands really trembled now: "Did you mention my name? The Gold Award of the Youth Song Festival sells pirated albums, this is too..."

Yu Shufan quickly comforted him: "What's the problem? Your first and second tapes are all foreign language songs and covers of Hong Kong and Taiwan songs. This one is also a cover, with the original songs marked on it. Besides, they didn't mention it in black and white. Don’t worry, the sales channel said so verbally, they are very familiar with this set.”

It was too late for Jing Xiaoqiang to regret: "Fuck, my reputation is probably all on this tape!"

But Yu Shufan immediately washed away his regret: "They said that you can divide more than 70 now..."

Jing Xiaoqiang slammed on the brakes!

Fortunately, there were few cars, and there was no rear-end collision, so I turned my head to the back row: "What?"

Yu Shufan proudly snapped his fingers at him: "Didn't I tell you that I have been watching over and over again. There is no record company, no producer, and no other intervention. This tape is the audio-visual agency and sales channel. You generously gave [-]% to the manager of the dance hall, but he worked hard and told me all the news, eight yuan a tape, you do the math."

No wonder the first batch of popular singers were so rich!
In an era without online songs, even if there is tape dubbing, it can't stand the huge market!

Even Uncle Cheng said: "You forgot, we went to the water town to go shopping in the market, and the wire bed shop was so lively selling tapes!"

That's right, in an era when television was not developed enough, there were not many programs, and books, newspapers and pictorials were even more pitiful, audio-visual tapes can be said to be very few entertainment methods.

In the 80s, millions of copies were sold, and there is a legend that one tape can buy a courtyard house!
As a result, this wave of coquettish operations fell on Jing Xiaoqiang's head.

Just releasing the album about a month before the Youth Song Festival is equivalent to laying out the goods on the market in advance.

It is entirely conceivable that when Jing Xiaoqiang became famous on TV, the managers and salesmen of these audio-visual stores who sold tapes would try their best to promote it overnight under the instruction of the audio-visual agency that this is the song sung by the gold medalist!

Robert is the gold medalist Jing Xiaoqiang!

Prince of Love Songs...

Jing Xiaoqiang felt goosebumps passing over his body, and he could draw a three-bedroom and two-living room with the accelerator and brake under his feet, but...however, the money was too much!

Prince be prince!

There was a shiver.

I don't want to either.

That's right, when Prince of Love Songs of the Rivers and Lakes and winner of the double gold medal of the Youth Song Club covered his head and covered his face, when he walked into the office of the audiovisual agency, the entire office area stood up and applauded him.

The boss of the audio-visual agency, who was quite a profiteer before, directly put 50 in cash on the table at this moment: "The payment is still being paid one after another, but the priority is to pay yours a whole number first, and there will definitely be no less money in the future. Take a look."

Jing Xiaoqiang really wanted to ask, when will the final payment be made up, I am anxiously waiting for the money!

But don't lose face at this time.

With a look, Uncle Cheng twitched his nostrils twice, like a god of gamblers on a gambling table, stretched out his arms to hug him expressionlessly, and swiped across to count slowly.

It was fun.

(End of this chapter)