spirits light song

Chapter 21, Chapter 21
That night, when Cao Mengxing returned to his residence, he suddenly felt the warm air in the room.

The fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and it seemed that someone had ignited it in advance.

Because he hated this cold feeling, he would stay on the second floor of the store when it was too late, so he didn't have to rub his hands to light the stove.

"I'm back, Brother Cao."

While in a daze, the landlord Li Dongming walked in.

"Hi Brother Li! This stove..."

"I lit the fire for you. When you come back to light the fire at night, it will take a long time to warm up."

Cao Mengxing turned quickly, the rent had already been paid ahead of time, and it seemed that there was nothing he needed to come to remind him.

"Brother Li, are you okay?"

"I really have something to ask you."

Li Dongming sat down and smiled.

"I remember when you first rented the house, you said that you made baijiu, Qinghe baijiu, right?"

"Correct."

"That's great! I'm looking for you!"

Li Dongming was overjoyed and expressed his intention.

He is an employee of the county's cultural department. Recently, he received reports from the heads of cultural stations in several villages and towns that Qinghe Baijiu was promoted in various towns and towns, and the use of duo performances caused a wave of onlookers.

The Department of Culture thinks this is a good thing. They usually don't have the manpower, material and financial resources to do performances. Now, with the move of Qinghe Baijiu, they can just hitch a ride and bring culture to the countryside.

"We are worried about not having the right opportunity to perform in the countryside! We have actors and programs, but the vehicles and expenses..."

Cao Mengxing understood.

This is a win-win cooperation, but you have to spend your own money.

"This is a good thing. I think it is completely possible to combine performances and do public welfare and publicity. It is also the responsibility of our manufacturers and individuals."

"That's great! Tomorrow, you all come to the County Cultural Bureau. Let's study how to cooperate?"

"Row!"

The next day, Cao Mengxing and Liu Gang came to the County Cultural Bureau under the jurisdiction of Dahua City and met Li Dongming and his leaders.

"Cultural publicity and promotion is a very meaningful event. It is a good thing that you can actively promote cultural dissemination! How can such a thing lack us?"

Leadership speeches are always so meaningful.

After talking for a while, the cooperation method was basically clarified.

The cultural department sent out people and programs, and contacted the news media to report. Qinghe Baijiu was responsible for the expenses related to sending out cars and feeding people.

Songs, dances and other programs are inserted into the original Errenzhuan performances, with various forms, rich programs and voluntary performances.

"Isn't this asking us to spend money to set up a stage, and they sing? I don't think it's interesting."

Liu Gang felt that Cao Mengxing agreed too quickly and did not think carefully.

"Didn't the leader say it? This is a good thing, a great thing! We had to spend money in the first place, but now we just need more people and hire a few more cars. But for the brand building of Qinghe Baijiu, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages." .”

"It's true, it's better that we can also go on TV once."

"There will definitely be a chance."

Although Cao Mengxing said that this is a good thing, he knew in his heart that he would lose his initiative when he joined the performance of the cultural department. Good service.

And once the culture-department sign was put up, too many advertisements could not appear during the performance. As a result, Qinghe Baijiu suffered a dumb loss.

But the solution is not without.

After completing two performances, Cao Mengxing immediately changed the performance time to once a week or once every two weeks, but he still took the duet actors out to perform alone during the free period.

It seems to be running a private job.

But it works surprisingly well.

The news media's guns and short guns began to appear on the performance site, and the leaders of the cultural department began to stand on the stage and give passionate speeches.

As the title sponsor and partner, Qinghe Baijiu appeared on the screen of the county TV station.

"Look at the stuttering you said, you really have no level."

Watching the interview screen on TV, Cao Mengxing kept mocking Liu Gang.

"I've never been on TV either! When the reporter talked about an interview, I was taken aback."

Liu Gang was not angry either, and answered with a smile.

"It's okay to practice. Maybe there will be more interviews in the future!"

"I don't seem to be this material..."

The title of naming and sponsoring cultural public welfare performances has added attribute bonuses to Qinghe Baijiu.

This is not just a commodity, but an additional label of public welfare and serving the society.

It doesn't matter if you want to sell it badly!

Qinghe City has 4 districts and 3 counties under its jurisdiction, with about 70 townships.

Based on the advance payment of 5000 yuan by the second batch of merchants in each township, about 35 yuan of payment for goods flowed into Cao Mengxing's account.

Among them, 25 went to the accounts of Qinghe Distillery.

The sales task that Ding Daya has been thinking about day and night, was completed by his exiled apprentice single-handedly.

Cao Mengxing and Liu Gang registered as an individual business named Dahua Trading, and then bought their first pickup truck.

"Today is a good day! It has to be celebrated!"

Liu Gang dragged Cao Mengxing to the KTV, venting his happiness and pressure with ghostly wailing and wolf howling.

Cao Mengxing was also very excited that day.

He felt his adrenaline rushing uncontrollably.

Six months ago, he was still a bottom-up student who couldn't find a job and couldn't get a degree certificate.

And now, with his excellent report card, he was about to face Ding Daya, Ma Guanghai, and Zheng Xiuju.

Hope has completely extinguished inferiority complex.

Roar of forgetfulness!Drink with forgetfulness!Carnival of forgetfulness!
After drinking countless wines, both men were a little dizzy.

Liu Gang, who is in a happy mood, is extraordinarily forgetful and wanton.

He used 24 empty beer bottles to form a circle on the low table, and then let the four singing girls stand in and dance.

"Who knocks over a beer bottle, drink two bottles of beer!"

The girl was very reluctant.

Liu Gang took out 1000 yuan from the inner pocket of his clothes and threw it on the table.

"Jump or not?"

"Snapped!"

Another 1000 yuan was thrown on the table.

"Jump or not?"

The four girls scrambled to stand on the table, carefully standing in the narrow circle.

At first they faced each other and pulled each other, but eventually knocked over two wine bottles.

"Drink! Drink quickly!"

Later they found the technique, the four of them stood back to back inside, their bodies swaying at the same time, and they cooperated very tacitly.

Cao Mengxing and Liu Gang were sitting on the sofa beside the table, looking up quietly.

In front of them, they were happy and obedient, charming and enchanting, making the two men feel as if they had just conquered the world.

******
Early the next morning, Cao Mengxing called Liu Gang, Wang Zhihui and Jiang Yilin to a meeting.

As New Year's Day approached, he had to arrange all the small affairs before returning to Qinghe Winery with peace of mind.

Jiang Yilin didn't show up.

"What about people?"

Cao Mengxing looked at the empty seat and asked.

"Who is it? Jiang Yilin? There's something wrong with her family, she seems to be in a hurry. She received a call last night and was crying all the time."

Wang Zhihui has always said one thing.

"What happened?"

"It seems that her father was injured in a fall. It is very serious and needs to be operated on immediately."

Cao Mengxing nodded and stopped asking.

He made specific arrangements for his work to ensure that nothing would be affected in his absence.

Arrangements are made, and everyone leaves separately.

Taking out his mobile phone, Cao Mengxing thought for a moment and dialed Jiang Yilin's number.

(End of this chapter)