Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 173 Buying a Car
There is also a story in this.

Lin Qingfeng was the first to say that in the years when cross talk was accepting apprentices, there was actually no money.

As a great apprentice, Lang Heyan can be said to have grown up by his side.

At that time, the father and the father depended on each other for life, and there was nothing to eat at home.

Sometimes Lin Qingfeng would cook a bowl of vermicelli in clear soup, sprinkle some home-grown shallots on top, and consider it a makeshift meal.

At that time, Lin Qingfeng lied to Lang Heyan that it was called Yangchun noodles.

Later, when I got rich, the master and the apprentice naturally ate real Yangchun noodles.

But in Lang Heyan's heart, the most delicious noodles are always cooked by his master when he was a child.

Now that he said this, Lin Qingfeng also remembered that period of the past.

He smiled and added noodles to the pot.

One side said: "Okay, today I will add a poached egg and two ham sausages for you."

Lin Qingfeng took something from the refrigerator and spoke with a smile:

"Master will make super luxurious and supreme Yangchun noodles for you."

The two were laughing for a while.

Two people had supper.

Lang Heyan took out his driver's license, and it was written all over his face, please praise me.

Lin Qingfeng was really surprised: "That's right, I passed the exam so quickly."

Instead, Lang Heyan was a little ashamed.

He is not really a young man who has just grown up.

What's more, if you have been driving for a lifetime, if you fail to pass the driver's license test, you are really blind.

He couldn't help but think, it's all the fault of that kid Ning Kaixuan.

Too talkative, making myself so ignorant.

But it is obvious that Lin Qingfeng is very useful to his big apprentice's acting like a baby.

He returned the driver's license to him with a smile, and said: "Okay, go to bed early, wake up early tomorrow, and Master will take you to buy a car."

In Qingyun club's account, apart from paying the actors' salaries, there is nothing to spend money on.

Even Lin Qingfeng originally planned to improve the theater's audio and air-conditioning equipment when he made money.

It was all done by Hu Feifei and Hu Xiaotuan - using the tip Hu Xiaotuan received during the live broadcast.

Therefore, the money earned during this period basically has nothing to spend except for buying foundations and building folk art classes.

As the class leader, Lin Qingfeng actually deserved the money.

But Lin Qingfeng didn't plan to use the money.

Maoya had settled with him two days ago for his tipping in the last live broadcast.

After deducting the money given to Maoya, Lin Qingfeng earned nearly 200 million.

Lin Qingfeng was shocked at that time.

We must know that for a performance of Qingyun Club, [-] seats are filled, and it is only [-].

This also needs to deduct the electricity bills spent and the money given to the actors, and the rest can be considered as falling into Lin Qingfeng's pocket.

In just two hours of live broadcast, I made almost 200 million by tipping.

Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but want to ask these people what they were trying to figure out.

But he knew that it was probably the only time he could make so much money.

The main reason is that it was his first live broadcast, and everyone was willing to support him.

It is estimated that it will not have such a good effect in the future.

But having self-knowledge doesn't affect Lin Qingfeng's spending money.

Besides, buying a car is a very worthwhile thing.

Otherwise, he will continue to use public transportation every day wherever he goes out, which will be tiring and troublesome.

Now I have an apprentice willing to be a driver.

Good to buy a car.

So as soon as Lin Qingfeng took Lang Heyan out of the 200 million in his purse, he spent 70.

Bought an Audi A8.

It's a buggy.

The cabin is big and the trunk is also spacious.

Lin Qingfeng valued that he sat comfortably and could hold things.

After all, if there were no accidents at that time, he would have to run back and forth between his backstage home and the folk art class in the suburbs of Beijing.

You can't buy a more comfortable car.

There are 120 million left, although it is still lying in the bank card.

But Lin Qingfeng has already planned its whereabouts.

Lin Qingfeng planned to open a new theater after Qingyun Club has twenty pairs who can perform together on stage.

Lin Qingfeng planned to keep the money for it.

When the time comes, see if there is a suitable teahouse or something, and order it directly.

Back then, Lin Qingfeng had eight teams under his command.

Nowadays, making a living can only satisfy the whole performance of a theater.

Lin Qingfeng had a headache.

Both of them are masters of taking advantage of money.

I went out to the 4S store at eight o'clock, and it was only nine o'clock when I picked up the car and left.

So Lin Qingfeng directed Lang Heyan to drive to the suburbs of Beijing to inspect the construction of the quyi class.

When Lin Qingfeng came back last time, the foundation had just been laid here, and nothing could be seen.

Now, it looks like it.

They are all covered with blanks.

Lin Qingfeng walked around the construction site cheerfully.

Ren Jun was with him, and Ren Jun could answer Lin Qingfeng's questions.

It can be seen that he really cares.

Walking to the corner, I saw Zhang Yunshun sitting in the shade under the big tree.

In front of him was a bucket of herbal tea and drinks chilled with ice water.

This is for the workers to come and rest when they are tired and hot.

Jun Ren explained:

"The old man is getting old. I'm afraid that he will work hard, so I will let him be responsible for this."

In fact, according to Ren Jun's thinking, he didn't want to bring Zhang Yunshun.

The old man is old, so what if he stumbles and stumbles.

But Zhang Yunshun was stubborn and wanted to do more for them.

Lin Qingfeng walked around the construction site and then left.

After all, he still has a performance in the afternoon.

Ren Jun's performances are usually arranged in the evening.

Set aside time during the day to go to the construction site and stare.

Even so, the construction site closed at [-]:[-] p.m., and it took Ren Jun an hour and a half to get to the theater on his way.

It's just that he and Luan Yunping usually save money.

He can be regarded as justifiable, and no one said he was late.

Otherwise, by means of Lang Heyan, the Discipline Inspection Commissioner of Qingyun Society, the penalty for being late is fifty for the first time, one hundred for the second time, and two hundred for the third time.

I can't afford the big housework.

Of course, they don't know it yet.

Many years later, in a certain team of Qingyun Club, there will be a rich second generation surnamed Ning who will be fined for being late every day.

When the team building was finally done, Ning was almost becoming a sponsor.

The fine for being late was actually decided by Lang Heyan after he arrived.

There were no rules at all in the background of Qingyun Club before.

Luan Yunping mentioned that there should be rules and regulations.

But he has too many things to do.

Lin Qingfeng is lazy again.

What's more, everyone has come through hardships together, and no one can save face and say this.

So it has been procrastinating.

As soon as it was delayed, it was delayed until Lang Heyan's arrival.

Lang Heyan, a master who can manage 300 people.

He is a newcomer, and he is not afraid of offending anyone.

He took the Shangfang sword given by Lin Qingfeng.

On the spot, based on previous experience, a set of rules and regulations for Qingyun Club's backstage was established.

Immediate implementation.

Now the background atmosphere of Qingyun club has been cleared up, which is much better than the messy appearance before.

No one dares to violate it casually.

After all, Lang Heyan has already established the rules here. After you violated it, you are still not convinced and sued.

Then Lin Qingfeng must support Lang Heyan.

There is no such thing as a circle without rules.

(End of this chapter)