A professional manager was left in the theater, and then the manager invited Shan Ge to invite the Shanhai Band to move into the theater and perform regularly. Each person would have a fixed income every month, and if the business was good, there would be additional bonuses.
Shan Ge and several other members of the band couldn't believe that a theater actually invited them to perform, and to be a permanent resident. In this day and age, would anyone spend money to buy tickets to go to the theater to watch a performance by disabled people
But whether they believe it or not, it happened.
Shanhai Band thus became the first band to enter Huaxuyin Theater.
Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Only by helping each other can folk music be good.
Thus, Lu Youyou and Chun Xiao's expertise was revealed, that is, promotion, advertising, and packaging. Considering that the overall level of the Shanhai Band is really good, no matter how it is packaged, the audience will realize the trick after listening to it twice and will not do it again.
Lu Youyou contacted some self-media and posted the performance video of Shanhai Band on the Internet, adding their uniqueness and their spirit of self-improvement.
The Shanhai Band became somewhat famous, and the Huaxuyin Small Theater also had a group of regular audiences.
The profits are actually quite good.
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In the dining room of Fu Nanli's apartment, the two sat opposite each other. There were three dishes and a soup on the table: secret beef ribs, baby cabbage with shrimp balls, grilled saury with lemon, and potted duck. There was also a mango milkshake made specially for Wen Qiao.
Fu Nanli invited a chef to come back and cook it. Qiaoer would get tired of eating steak and pasta all the time, but he really couldn't cook other dishes, so he had to ask for help.
While eating, Wen Qiao couldn't help but smile slightly.
I am sincerely happy that Shanhai Band can have a stable life.
"What are you laughing at?" He looked at her while removing the bones from the saury with chopsticks.
Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "I did a little good thing."
"What good news?"
Wen Qiao told Fu Nanli everything about the piggy bank girl and the cookie box. Fu Nanli put down his chopsticks and touched her face.
His Qiaoer is very kind.
“Any difficulties at the theatre?”
Wen Qiao quickly said, "It's not difficult. Don't spend money. I can handle it."
All Wen Qiao wanted was Fu Nanli's "teaching a man to fish". She believed in her own abilities and she could achieve whatever she wanted with her own hands.
Fu Nanli could never get over the fact that Wen Qiao always calculated money matters with him very clearly, and his face darkened.
Wen Qiao's ability to read people's faces has gradually improved. "Are you unhappy?"
"not at all."
"That's good." It seems she had seen it wrong.
Fu Nanli: …
Silently vomiting blood.
The arrogant Mr. Fu originally planned to put on airs and ask her to be humble and come to coax him, but unexpectedly, she never played by the rules.
After dinner, Wen Qiao held the cup of mango milkshake and ate it spoonful by spoonful while the dishwasher was running.
He walked her out, and was pressed against the wall at the entrance.
The cup of mango milkshake fell on the carpet, a mango-flavored kiss.
After a long breath, he said, "Can't you see that I'm unhappy?"
Wen Qiao's eyes were misty: "You said you are not unhappy."
Fu Nanli was furious: "Do you believe whatever I say?"
Wen Qiao thought, it’s over, the difficulty has increased, it’s really fatal.
She hugged his waist and said, "When I have difficulties, I will take the initiative to find you. For example, when I was wronged by Fang Duo before, I wanted to find you first. If I didn't find you, it means I can handle it."
(End of this chapter)