Me, tens of billions of land to farm

Chapter 277 The Curve to Save the Nation
Under the leadership of the gatekeeper.

Su Ming came to the building unimpeded.

The sound of rehearsal upstairs can be faintly heard.

Soon came to an office.

"Bang bang bang!"

The janitor knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

There was a faint voice from inside.

The gatekeeper hurriedly opened the door.

It was Manager Liu sitting in the room.

He is not very old, in his thirties, wearing a pair of glasses, very elegant.

Sitting at the desk, looking at some document in front of him.

Turn around.

He frowned slightly.

"Uncle Song, why did you come up here?"

"Manager Liu, this little comrade is an official. He said that he is going to hold an exhibition and would like to invite people from our orchestra to join in the fun."

Uncle Song said hurriedly.

"Oh?"

It's worthy of being a manager.

His face was flat and expressionless.

A calm look.

"Well, Uncle Song, you go back first."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Uncle Song left in a hurry.

"Young man, sit down first. I still have some work in hand. Let's talk after I'm done."

Manager Liu said without raising his head.

Su Ming smiled lightly.

I have seen this little routine many times when I was at work.

Just to put you aside to dry.

Let you understand clearly.

Let you understand.

Did you see that?I'm usually very busy.

There are a lot of resources.

Not bad for you.

We are still very expensive.

We won't do it if it's cheap.

There is only one way to break this method.

money!
Money ability!
This thing is good to put anywhere.

"Manager Liu, I have a lot of things to do, so I'll get straight to the point."

Su Ming smiled lightly: "I hired your band to play for my pigs."

"what?!"

Manager Liu trembled.

The pen fell directly to the ground.

What should play?
Play to pigs? !
Are you kidding us?

Are you kidding?

Where are we?
professional orchestra.

A serious top team.

Let's play to the pigs?
Let's talk.

"You get me out!"

Manager Liu stood up.

An angry look on his face.

I thought that if I went back to say anything, I would have to drive Uncle Song away.

This old man is becoming more and more unreliable as a gatekeeper.

Just said it was an official person.

How can you be an official person?
It's a pig breeder!

We have worked so hard to learn the musical instrument for so many years, is it for pigs? ?

waste!

Waste is a crime!

There are no doors?

"The performance fee is 8."

Su Ming smiled lightly.

"Ha ha!"

As a result, Manager Liu sneered when he heard it: "I said, young man, there is nothing wrong with your brain. There are so many people in our orchestra, and they are all top musicians. How can we pay such an appearance fee? Make us happy, and get out quickly. If you don't go out, I will kill you Called security..."

"8 million for one person."

Su Ming said lightly.

"One... one person..."

Manager Liu stuttered all of a sudden.

He pursed his dry lips.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his eyes kept dodging.

"That...that's also..."

Manager Liu thought about it carefully.

Still can’t agree!

Who knows how long to play and how long to play?
Isn't playing to pigs a joke? ?
"Two hours a day, 10 per person!"

Su Ming said lightly.

"I……".

Manager Liu's face turned red.

The words of rejection are in my throat, and I can't spit them out.

10 per person!
Two hours.

Fifty thousand an hour?

I am Nima!
This is this...

This line is too high.

Yes, they are indeed professional bands.

But to put it bluntly, it's just a local band.

Think about it, how many people can appreciate elegant music in today's society? ?

I don't like to hear it.

to be honest.

They declared that the people who came to listen were all high-end people.

In fact, it is also to give yourself a long face.

Business is not easy.

Mobile and computer media are so developed now.

Who else loves to hear this?

Young people are becoming more and more fond of Peking Opera and local music.

I feel that the more I listen to these things, the more interesting they become.

Fewer and fewer people appreciate refined music.

Difficult to do.

Most of them are going to a party now.

Go out and put on a show or something.

Earn a dead wage.

Add some commission.

Do something else, don't give up.

Can barely make do with.

It's not the top band in Beijing.

What they do is high-end art in the eyes of outsiders.

It's art for real.

But you have to sell it to eat.

If you can't sell food, you can't even afford it, so you're an artist.

This young man came all of a sudden.

The price is so high just by opening your mouth.

10 yuan!

Worth a person's salary for a year!

"Boy, is it real or fake?"

Manager Liu was a little unsure.

Shouldn't it be playing tricks on yourself? ?

"account."

Su Ming is neat and tidy.

"Uh……"

Manager Liu was stunned for a moment.

Never encountered such a routine.

It's also too neat and tidy.

I didn't talk about anything, I asked for an account when I came up.

Confused, Manager Liu carefully gave Su Ming his account number with a confused face.

Su Ming No. 1000 sent [-] million to his account without saying anything.

"If you have more money, you don't need to refund it. If you have less money, I will make up for you."

Su Ming smiled faintly.

"No...I..."

Manager Liu held the mobile phone.

See the record of receipt.

He stuttered and couldn't say a single word clearly.

I haven't agreed yet, how did the money get into the account? ?

This speed is too fast!

"And Manager Liu."

Su Ming smiled: "Don't think that you will lose face if you play for pigs."

"Pork is one of the most important meat products in our country, which directly affects people's daily living standards."

"And I'm currently studying pig farming, and I think music has an important impact on pigs' mood."

"When pigs are happy, they eat more, have better yields, and have better meat quality, which will improve the living standards of the people in our country."

"It will increase people's happiness."

"So you are not playing music for pigs, you are serving the people of the whole country!"

Su Ming speaks righteously and neatly.

Manager Liu listened.

Makes sense!

Makes sense!
Like enlightenment, suddenly enlightened!
Correct!
That's right!

We are not music for pigs.

We are here to improve the living standards of the people across the country.

Isn't that the pursuit of making music?

Although this method is a bit circuitous, the purpose is the same.

After all, the curve saves the country!
Ok, Ok!

"Row!"

Manager Liu nodded heavily, and then suddenly remembered something: "Sir, I have one more request."

"Say."

Su Ming said.

"Add me one!"

"no problem!"

Now that things have been decided.

Manager Liu brought over a playlist.

The above are all familiar tracks of their orchestra.

Su Ming doesn't understand either.

But the name is still recognized.

wink.

Mozart, Beethoven, whatever.

Choose all!

The more the better!

(End of this chapter)