Rural Shennong

Chen Ping sent Lei Jialan to the development zone, and originally wanted to spend more time with her.

Never thought that Lei Jialan was so busy that she had no time to talk to him.

All industries were shut down, Chen Ping was suddenly idle, a little idle, feeling uncomfortable, unable to calm down even practicing, so he simply went to the provincial hospital to work.

After seeing more than a dozen patients and performing four operations, it was already past nine o'clock.

After getting out of the hospital and getting into the car, Duan Peilong turned around and asked, "Brother, are you going to drink? The third brother has set up a game, and Qiangzi is also there."

Chen Ping closed his eyes and nodded: "Let's go!"

Duan Peilong drove the car to a large barbecue bar in the downtown area, it was already past ten o'clock.

At this time, there are many people in the grill bar.

The hall is filled with the aroma of crayfish and barbecue.

There was a small band on the stage singing to a young man.

Duan Peilong, Hua Biao and Shazhuqiang surrounded Chen Ping and sat in a booth, the tables were full of beer and white ones.

Chen Ping laughed and said, "The atmosphere is good!"

Butcher opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Chen Ping, raised his bottle and touched Chen Ping: "Master, do you want to order a song?"

"The singers in this small group sing very well."

Chen Ping shook his head: "Forget it, let's drink."

Duan Peilong threw down a crayfish's head and wiped the red oil on his mouth: "Brother, I have discussed with my second child and Qiangzi, and I want to start an entertainment company."

"That band on stage, we want to give it a shot!"

Chen Ping glanced at him indifferently: "Do you want to praise this band, or do you want to praise your flirtatious bastards!"

Ever since he gained a firm foothold in Yuncheng, Duan Peilong has been a little drifting.

He spends his whole day in a group of [-]th- and [-]th-tier starlets and young models who are popular on the Internet.

Otherwise, Chen Ping wouldn't have released Butcher Qiang, arrested Duan Peilong as a driver, and kept an eye on him every day.

Duan Peilong has a thick skin, and when exposed, Xiaosi smiled shamelessly: "I don't want to do some serious business with the third child and Qiangzi!"

This is unreliable, Chen Ping didn't bother to talk to him, turned his head and asked: "Third brother, tell me about it."

Hua Biao put down his wine glass: "Brother, I actually agree with the idea of ​​the second brother."

"The entertainment industry is really making money, and the entry barrier is still low."

"It's just that the initial investment may be a bit large. After all, if you want to win a person, you need a lot of money for packaging and releasing records."

Chen Ping patted Hua Biao on the shoulder: "Brothers want to do business, I must support!"

"I'll give you 5000 million first, and if it's not enough, let me ask for it."

They all burned the yellow papers to pay homage to them, and Hua Biao would not be polite to Chen Ping if he had a life-threatening friendship.

He pointed to the young man who was singing and said, "This small band on stage is from Haicheng. They have registered an entertainment company in Haicheng before."

"However, the few of them are just for fun. They have no resources, and they haven't become popular. They can only run around the country to earn some hard money."

"I have already taken over their company, called Tiansheng Entertainment, and they are also the first batch of signed singers of the company."

"Brother, if you invest 5000 million, you will take [-]% of the shares. The remaining [-]% will be [-]% for me, the second child, and Qiangzi."

Butcher scratched his head: "Master Hua, you are too dark, aren't you?"

"You and Master Long spent 50 yuan to take over their company, and still occupy so many shares. Isn't this cheating my master?"

"I didn't even invest a penny, so why should I take so much money?"

If it were someone else who shared the shares with Chen Ping, Chen Ping would have already slapped him.

But when Hua Biao said that, Chen Ping could only shake his head and smile wryly: "I owed them both in my last life, I deserve to be slaughtered!"

"Qiangzi, you can take [-]% of the shares, it's the pocket money Master gave you."

"But let me say it first. I can invest money, but don't expect me to take care of the company's affairs."

Duan Peilong laughed and said: "Then how can it be, you can rest assured and leave it to us!"

Chen Ping punched Duan Peilong on the shoulder: "You are not allowed to participate."

"This is the serious business of the third brother Zhang Luo, not a nest for you to raise women."

If Duan Peilong was allowed to get involved, he would have to use this company to promote his women, and he would also harm the stars that the company promoted.

Duan Peilong looked depressed, covered his shoulders and grinned, Chen Ping's punch was not light.

Hua Biao laughed and said, "Second brother, don't make eye contact with me, it's useless."

"Brother has set the tone, I will leave the matter on the road to you in the future, and I will concentrate on this company."

Chen Ping was about to say something when he suddenly heard a soft and soothing singing voice from the other side of the stage.

"Where will the fallen leaves go with the wind..."

"The voice of once flying, like angel's wings, across my happy past..."

This sound is very clean and ethereal, and it is very comfortable to listen to.

Chen Ping has heard this song before, and feels that the voice is not much better than the original singer.

He turned his head to look, and when he saw the female singer holding the guitar, playing and singing by herself, he opened his mouth wide: "She...why is she here?"

This singer is none other than Chen Ping's fellow villager in Yuhe Village, Bai Yingying.

Hua Biao smiled and said: "Brother, you don't care why Yingying is here, you can just say that she sings well."

Chen Ping waved his hand: "Don't talk, listen to the music!"

Originally, the bar was noisy and noisy, but with Bai Yingying's ethereal and beautiful singing, it gradually became quiet.

After a song was sung, the scene was still very quiet, and the customers were still immersed in the wonderful singing.

I don't know which table suddenly slapped their hands, and in an instant, there was enthusiastic applause in the hall.

"Okay, that's a great song."

"Why haven't I seen this little girl before? She can sing well, and she's also pretty."

"One more song!"

The shouts, whistles, and booing were deafening.

Bai Yingying, who was on stage for the first time, was a little excited, but also a little flustered. She bowed quickly and kept saying thank you.

The applause gradually subsided, and a young man with a shirtless shirt and a small cropped head suddenly stood up, scratched his neck and shouted: "I want to order a song!"

The band host on the stage smiled and asked, "What song does this gentleman want?"

Xiao Cun Tou pointed to Bai Yingying and said, "I want to nod the first eighteen touches, and I want her to sing!"

The host's face froze, and he laughed dryly and said, "Sir, we don't sing that kind of song here."

Xiao Cun Tou hiccupped: "Don't sing? What the hell are you playing with me? Didn't you say before that you can order any song?"

"Grass, why do you look down on me?"

Several young people at the same table also stood up, and one of them took out a dozen banknotes from his bag and threw them on the table: "I'm not short of money, sing to my brother, right away!"

When the host saw these people, he drank too much. He said in a somewhat embarrassed way: "All right, everyone, don't get angry. We still have other female singers, so I'll sing for you immediately."

I've been out and about a lot, the host has seen everything, and I don't want to cause trouble.

But the little inch-cut head was not relentless: "Paralyzed, are your ears good? I said let this little girl sing."