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  Chapter 569 The scholar dies for his confidant!

  The singer who received the money all smiled after being excited.

   Those who haven’t received any money are mainly those behind-the-scenes staff, who can’t hide their disappointment on their faces. It is estimated that they will be given a consolation prize of one or two hundred yuan at most, right?

Then they heard the young Mr. Liu say: "Our company under the big tree is different from other companies. The singers are glamorous on the stage. In fact, half of the credit is on you, the behind-the-scenes workers, so we also need to reward them heavily." .”

  When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel refreshed, and then they heard Liu Qingshan continue to say:

"Everyone's bonus base is also 2,000 yuan, and based on your contribution, there will be an increase. Just like this time, the song on the platform is very popular, and the songwriter will be rewarded. Every time a good song is released, there will be an additional reward of 500 yuan. A thousand dollars!"

  In the crowded hut, suddenly became silent.

  A middle-aged man who composed music suddenly murmured: "It's worth money, my hard work is finally worth money!"

   He is quite a big man, and the corners of his eyes are moist.

  No one laughed at him, because they were all in the same mood.

   On the one hand, it is because of this huge bonus, and on the other hand, it is because of the sense of recognition.

  In the company under the big tree, their labor has received due respect, and a real sense of belonging lingers in the hearts of everyone, just like the ancient one: a scholar dies for his confidant!

  You must know that in the current environment, the spiritual wealth they have worked so hard to create really does not get the value it deserves.

  Maybe on the spiritual level, I have indeed been respected and loved; but on the material level, I am basically the same as those ordinary people who rely on wages, or even poorer. After all, creation also requires a certain amount of investment.

  Create a song, maybe only a few dozen yuan in bonuses.

  It’s like Mr. Wang, the chief composer of the 1987 edition of Dream of Red Mansions, who spent a year working on a song with eyebrows in vain. How do you measure the value of this song?

  Old Wang undertook all the music for this TV series, and the remuneration was 250 yuan per episode, with 200 yuan left after tax deduction. The whole drama earned less than 10,000 yuan.

   What I paid was the hard work of more than a thousand days and months.

  Although people in this era are full of professionalism, people still hope that their labor can create greater value and make their lives and the lives of their families better.

  After all the bonuses were paid out, it was obvious that everyone's energy was different from before.

  Liu Qingshan used money and even more respect to fix everyone firmly on the big tree.

  Liu Qingshan also enjoys this kind of atmosphere, that is, there are interest entanglements and emotional ties. Compared with the cold money relationship, it makes people feel more at ease.

  He looked at the paper in his hand again: "There are still a few songwriters and composers who are not currently in our company, but the bonus is still quite a lot."

   "Teacher Huang from Huacheng in the South, the platform and the little girl under the street lamp created this time are very popular. We will send someone to give a bonus of 10,000 yuan, and..."

  Everyone was stunned when they heard this: How else can they be rewarded like this?

   This bonus can be saved completely, since he is not from his own company anyway.

  However, this young Mr. Liu treats everyone equally and sends them without error. This is a lot of money... Haha.

   There are also some quick-witted people who have some insights in their hearts, especially the singers who have not yet made their debut, and they all start to get excited.

  They can imagine: With the company’s reward method, if anyone has a good work in the future, who will use it?

   Needless to say, of course it is under a big tree!

   With good works, who will benefit the most, of course they are singers.

  For a while, the singers’ eyes lit up, no matter men or women, they could foresee a bright future for themselves, including Qian Tu of course.

  Someone also got in touch with another identity of Mr. Liu, who also wrote lyrics and composed music.

   No wonder it is so important.

  They don't know that Liu Qingshan is not a professional music maker after all, and he can make one or two songs. If Dashuxia Entertainment wants to develop, it still has to rely on the joint efforts of those professionals.

  His actions like this are hoping to attract as many talents as possible in this age of barbaric growth.

   "Mr. Liu, my teacher created a new song called Missing. I want to ask if I can sing it."

  Crayon... Amao raised her hand excitedly.

   She does have a good teacher.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "Success, give it a try, the treatment will follow our company's rules."

  At this time, someone raised his hand again, and it was Senior Song Xue: "Mr. Liu, do we staff get any bonuses?"

  In the past few months, Song Xue has been the most active employee in the company, with outstanding abilities.

  She has a good family background, not for herself, but mainly because of those classmates who have been volunteering to help.

  Liu Qingshan looked at her and smiled: "Others have it, 200 yuan for hard work, but you don't have it, Senior Sister Song."

   "Okay, everyone is finally busy!"

  Song Xue cheered, then her face collapsed, and she muttered, "Why didn't I?"

   "Because of your treatment, they are at the same level as Zhang Pengfei."

  Liu Qingshan plans to expand the shareholders under the big tree, in addition to the group of four in their dormitory, Gao Lingfeng and Song Xue will be absorbed in.

  Song Xue's sparkling eyes became even brighter, and she said "thank you" softly.

  Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "Okay, there is one more thing to do next. We need to go to Spring City for a performance a year ago. Everyone, get ready to go. Just remind you, it's colder there, so wear more cotton clothes."

   "Let me add, the members of this performance are all from our company under the big tree." Gao Lingfeng looked at the singers with happy faces, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

  In just a few months, the company can be small and scaled, and the future is promising.

  The meeting ended after the arrangements were made, but everyone was reluctant to leave for a long time. For this place that still seemed a bit dilapidated, they suddenly had feelings for it, just like their own home.

  Liu Qingshan put on his coat and hat first: "Why don't you leave, do you have money in your pocket and worry about being robbed?"

   With a joke in his mouth, he pushed the door out of the house, and there were snowflakes outside, and the world was clean.

  …

  When Liu Qingshan led the 40 or 50 people from Dashuxia Entertainment Company out of the Chuncheng Railway Station, many people muttered, "It's so cold! It's so cold!"

  Especially Xiaosengzi and the others who came from the south trembled immediately.

   "The car is here, everyone get in the car first!"

  Liu Qingshan yelled, and then walked towards Lu Wen and others who were waiting here. They were mainly from the labor union of the automobile factory, and Liu Qingshan had contact with them.

  He shook hands with these old acquaintances cordially, and said cheerfully: "Secretary Lu, this pick-up standard is quite high."

  Lu Wen seemed to be a little thinner, and reached out to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "We only came with four cars, and I thought you only came with a dozen people, good guys, big team!"

  Looking at the huge crowd of people in front of him, Lu Wen was also a little dazed: This battle seems a bit big.

   "That's it, that's it, no matter what, you have to be worthy of the folks in your hometown." Liu Qingshan still smiled.

   "Okay, we are not afraid of crowds, Qingshan, you are getting more and more promising, and you have such a face in the capital."

  Lu Wen couldn't help sighing, he had been in contact with Liu Qingshan for several years, and he was still standing still, while that young boy from back then had already soared higher and higher.

   "It's okay, we are all our own people." Liu Qingshan replied.

   Then I heard an exclamation: "Xiao Cui, it's Xiao Cui who sings about having nothing!"

  Looking at Lu Wenxun's prestige, she was a small secretary of the trade union, a young girl, and it was inevitable that she would make a fuss.

  Wait, Xiao Cui, is that the one advertised in the newspaper, going abroad to sing and win glory for the country?

   Lu Wen was stunned for a moment. His focus was naturally different from that of the junior officer, but one thing was the same: this is a big star!

   "Qingshan, yes, yes, you can come here!" Lu Wen smiled even more on his chubby face, and hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with everyone one by one under Liu Qingshan's introduction.

   "Welcome, welcome, it's colder here, comrades have worked hard, hurry up and get in the car."

  Lu Wen was relatively unfamiliar with the names of these singers, but the young people who accompanied them all opened their mouths wide in surprise, letting the bitter cold wind pour into their mouths.

   "The tape queen with big afro, oh my god, can this be invited?"

   "And this and this, isn't it the one singing the little girl under the street lamp, haha, I saw a live one today..."

   There were not enough cars to pick up the station, and ten taxis were called temporarily, and then the convoy drove directly to the guest house of the automobile factory. Soon, the news spread.

  The names of these singers were also passed on.

   On the way to the guest house, Lu Wen also heard his subordinates talk about the power of these singers, and he was a little surprised:

  At first, I thought they were just inviting some unknown singers, but I never imagined that each of them has such a big background.

   It seems that I have to report to the factory leader, the reception standard must be improved.

   Arrived at the guest house, the conditions here are quite good, even better than those big hotels.

  After all the rooms were assigned, and after a brief tidying up, they were taken to the restaurant for dinner.

  Including the leaders and representatives of the factory, there were nearly ten tables in total.

When the food was served on the table, I stared at these guests in a daze: My good fellow, there are big bowls and big pots, the most exaggerated thing is the big fish, served directly on a big tea tray, it’s a bit shocking Feel.

  The big crystal elbow, look at that head, at least it weighs four or five catties!

  Lu Wen delivered a speech on behalf of the factory leaders, speaking very politely, and then began to eat.

  Liu Qingshan didn't move his chopsticks, and led Lu Wen and other leaders to toast at the table, walked around the table, and then sat down to eat.

   "It's still fun with this big elbow!" Zhang qingyang smiled broadly, holding his trembling elbow.

  These staff members also followed, and they were on vacation anyway, so they were not in a hurry to go home, but unexpectedly, the food was too hard.

   "These mushrooms are delicious." Wei Bing only picked up the mushrooms in the chicken stewed mushrooms to eat.

  Liu Qingshan found a serving chopsticks, put vegetables in the bowls for Song Xue and the other two girls: "Try this, it's hard to get it elsewhere."

  Looking at the toad stretching its legs and stretching its hips in the bowl, the black thief was scary, and the girls all stared at Liu Qingshan angrily, thinking that he was playing a prank.

   "This is a forest frog, which contains precious toad oil, nourishing yin and beautifying." Liu Qingshan took one first, threw it into his mouth, and finally squeezed out a few small bone sticks, and ate the rest.

  The girls tasted it in fear, and it seemed to taste pretty good.

  After a pleasant dinner, Liu Qingshan took Gao Lingfeng to discuss the performance with Lu Wen and others.

  There is not such a big stadium here, so we can only perform on an open-air stage. This is best during the day, when it is somewhat warmer.

  Then it was about remuneration, the car factory was not short of money, and so many big stars came, and the money was donated to the Asian Games in the end, so the price of 200,000 yuan was directly auctioned, which is indeed rich and powerful.

  200,000 seems like a lot. To others, it is just a matter of selling a few Dongfeng 141s.

  The performance time is confirmed tomorrow morning. There is already a theater on the side of the automobile factory, and there is no shortage of equipment and the like, so it can be used after moving out.

   After everything was settled, Lu Wen asked curiously: "Qingshan, how did you invite these famous singers? What a great favor this is. Do you want to make it up in private?"

  He and Liu Qingshan have been close friends for several years, and I am really worried that Liu Qingshan will get married, and the debt of favor will be the most difficult to repay.

  Gao Lingfeng on the side also laughed loudly: "Secretary Lu, don't worry, these singers are all from our company, Qingshan is the general manager of the company, and they are all from our own company."

ah? Lu Wen was a little dazed, but when he thought about the factory Liu Qingshan had opened before, he felt relieved: "Qingshan, you can go anywhere."

  The next morning at nine o'clock in the morning, more than 10,000 workers from the automobile factory came to watch a concert just standing there.

   This was an unforgettable concert, and they met big stars who could only appear on TV or tapes before.

  Heard some familiar or novel songs, especially at the end, when all the singers came on stage and sang "We Workers Have Strength", the audience was boiling, and it soon turned into a chorus of ten thousand people.

  The concert didn't end until after twelve o'clock at noon. The audience enjoyed themselves, and the actors were tired and cold.

  Singing in this era has not yet become popular and singing while dancing, so it is really cold.

  But the heart is warm, as if a fire is burning: the respect and enthusiasm of the workers warm them.

  Going to the grassroots level is the best experience for a singer.

  After returning to the guest house to change clothes, I immediately went to the cafeteria and drank a bowl of sauerkraut and white broth, and everyone warmed up from the inside out.

  Liu Qingshan walked into the cafeteria, singing along:

   "You are like a fire in that winter, the blazing fire illuminates me..."

  Everyone was overjoyed: "What did you do just now, why didn't you come on stage and sing a song!"

  Some people yelled: "Take it out early, in the ice and snow, it is the most suitable song to sing, and we can all be warmer, right?"

  Liu Hong, who sang on the platform, came up: "Mr. Liu, this is your new song, it's very exciting."

  Liu Qingshan shook his head: "It's a cover from Europe and the United States. I heard that someone sang it in the Spring Festival Gala this year."

   As he was talking, he froze for a moment, muttering: "A fire, a fire..."

  (end of this chapter)