Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 83

"Advertising sponsorship fee of [-]?" Su Yi was really surprised.

It wasn't even mentioned in the original plot.

"Yes, fifty thousand." The old grandson smiled a little unnaturally, but still waved his hand, "It's not too much! Now it's more than fifty thousand to ask an Internet celebrity to endorse, not to mention that we are serious eight generations of rock and roll, Make music? Besides, the agent Ren Cheng said, we are a local band in Ji'an, and the performances are also in Ji'an. My advertisements are placed on us, which is called precise placement."

"If the band can really make it, not much is really not much." Su Yi sneered, "But is this a matter of money? You are here for Hu Liang, and because you love this, where else can't you advertise? He is determined. is you!"

"Furthermore, if you want money, you need money. Why do you ask you to ask for it behind our backs? Who are you taking for a fool?"

"Master, Master, calm down!" The old grandson hurriedly persuaded with a smile, "Manager, isn't that what you do in this kind of unseemly work? It is understandable that running a band does require money."

"Indecent work and indecent character are two different things." Su Yi said.

"Master, we need him now, forget it, don't bother with him so much." The old grandson said, "If there is no him, who will contact us to perform? Who can talk to the city? We must not point at him. ?"

"That's not necessarily true." Su Yi said lightly.

"The most important thing is that Hu Liang trusts him, Master." The old grandson said, "This band is owned by Hu Liang, and without Hu Liang, we would have nothing to do with us. For this, Master, you have to do it too. endure."

Su Yi frowned and thought about it, it's really such a thing, and now Cheng Gong has no prestige in the band, but he is quite expected and trusted by everyone. The only one who gets hurt is himself.

"Okay, bear with him." Su Yi smiled and looked at the old grandson, "Uncle Sun, don't call me master, I definitely can't teach you, and you don't have to give money to Cheng Gong."

"It's not Master, I want to learn sincerely." The old grandson was a little anxious.

"I know, I can tell." Su Yi said, "Uncle Sun, you learn drums because of your hobby, but to be honest, I'm not a good teacher. I know how to teach others, but I don't necessarily know how to teach others. If you really want to learn, ask If you are a drummer, let him make a study plan just for you."

"But I don't worry about others." The old grandson frowned.

"Jian is so big, who is good and who is bad in the industry, you will know as soon as you inquire." Su Yi said, "If I teach you, you will definitely be fishing for three days and two days of drying the net, but professional teachers teach you that as long as the money is in place, you can If you are willing to work hard, maybe you can study for half a year and a year, and you will be able to take office."

The old grandson was moved by Su Yi's words, he thought about it, and nodded his head: "Okay, then I will listen to you!"

He looked at Su Yi: "You are a happy, mature person. We have no fate between master and apprentice. It's not bad to be a good friend. From now on, I will call you eleven brothers. Brother, it's fine, we'll be good buddies from now on, how's it going?"

"Success, Brother Dali." Su Yi smiled.

"Hey, Brother Eleven!" The old grandson grinned, very happy.

It was still early, and Su Yi asked that question again: "Brother Dali, what do you think is rock and roll?"

"Rock and roll..." The old grandson thought for a while and said, "I think it was originally a kind of spiritual sustenance, a kind of belief; now, at most, it is a thought that cannot be forgotten or let go."

"The times are different. The rock and roll of today is completely different from the previous one. It is a person who dares to say that he is rock-and-roll when he is a little noisy. He used to be slapped and kicked off the stage by the audience. Now he makes a lot of money. The bowl is full. On the contrary, it is down-to-earth to make music, and there is no market."

"In the past, those devout people held the banner of rock and roll, and went to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships. But now, demons and ghosts use the banner of rock and roll to occupy the mountain as king and stop those who go to learn Buddhist scriptures."

The old grandson shook his head and said with emotion: "The times are different, there is no need to give rock and roll too much meaning, and now rock and roll can't carry so many things, let's play rock and roll as if we like it. So simple."

"Brother Dali, be thorough!" Su Yi recalled these words and gave the old grandson a thumbs up.

"Hey, nonsense, just listen to it!" The old grandson waved his hand.

"It's 5 minutes, change!"

Just when everyone was chatting in full swing, three people were sitting in a parked car on the road outside the garage.

Among them, the long face sitting in the back row was dressed in mink fur, peeping through the window of the depot with a monocular.

His name is Zhang Facai, a second-generation rich man, the suitor of Ding Jianguo.

The driver in the front seat was a curly dark-skinned man, and the passenger in the passenger seat was a fat man with a beard.

The curly hair is called A Jun, the fat man is called A Shuai, and the typical lack of what type of name is called.

The two of them were subordinates of Ding Jianguo's father, and they gathered around Zhang Facai because of the money.

"Hey, Jianguo is really, come to such a shabby place to play music." Zhang Facai put down his binoculars and sighed melancholy, "The most frustrating thing is that she is the only woman, the others are all Man, what is this called!"

"No, Mr. Fa Cai, do you have a little bit of trouble with your eyes? Isn't there a little girl?" A Jun said.

"That's a child!" Zhang Facai glared at him, "You don't understand what I mean, so don't talk to me!"

"I understand, don't you worry about President Jianguo getting along with other men?" Ajun said, "Actually, the music industry is quite chaotic, I just saw it, President Jianguo talked to all the men, even The two old men didn't let go, it's really cruel..."

"Can you talk! Can you talk? Can you talk!" Zhang Facai clenched his fists for a while, "It's just talking, let you talk like that, why are you so disgusting? "

"However, look, the lead singer has a round face, the boy with glasses has a square face, and the guy playing drums has a face with a Chinese character..." Zhang Facai said melancholy, "Jian Guo has always had no feelings for me, do you not like my face shape? ?"

Ah Jun and Ah Shuai remained silent.

Zhang Fa Cai touched his face and asked, "Does my face actually belong to an oval shape?"

A Jun turned his head and said seriously: "You are the long one."

"..."

Half an hour later, a fire truck drove out of the garage, and Hu Liang, Yang Shuangshu and others were all sitting inside.

Su Yi and Ding Jianguo walked out alone, and they got into Ding Jianguo's car alone.

"The case has been solved." Ah Shuai pointed at Su Yi who was starting the car, "Boss Fa Cai, your goddess, was taken by this kid."

(End of this chapter)