Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

Luan Yunping, who was watching the crosstalk on the side, suddenly heard what her master's wife said and immediately agreed.

There is no need for him to organize the meeting. Just ask someone to say something. If he is needed, it means the meeting is not small.

After chatting for a while, he turned around and looked at the back of his master's wife as she left, his expression becoming complicated.

The master's wife was absolutely afraid of Guo Qilin, extremely afraid of him, which was why she ended up in this situation step by step.

Maybe the master's wife also knew that Guo Fenyang would not be able to win the support of the people in the future, so she could not feel at ease unless she tied down the people and the foundation for her son.

"Hey, when will this end?"

Luan Yunping recited this and watched her master's crosstalk again.

As soon as Dalin quit, Master and his wife just wouldn't stop causing trouble.

Is it possible that we cannot just let it develop?

Even if Dalin Crosstalk Theater develops, it will not pose a threat to Deyun. Luan Yunping is very clear about this.

But people are like themselves, and Master and his wife will not believe this.

After talking to Luan Yunping, Wang Hui went downstairs and called Zhang Yunlei.

Zhang Yunlei was sitting at home resting at the moment, and he also saw Yan Hexiang's complaints and media reports.

These complaints and writings were very sharp. He even wanted to kill someone. It seemed like he couldn't get over this, right?

The matter is being discussed every day.

He really wanted to give Guo Qilin and the others a setback, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength now.

Not as good as Guo Qilin at all.

Even the future may not be achieved.

The height is just too high.

I feel very unsure.

But just as he was thinking about it, he looked down and found that his sister was calling.

"Hey, ma'am."

"Little braid, get ready. After the Gangsi Festival, everyone will support you and hope you become a big star."

"Okay, I see."

Suddenly Zhang Yunlei perked up. He couldn't stand for a long time now, but he could speak a short paragraph or sing a song without any problem.

"Sister, how can I praise you? They are making a fuss about my affairs again..."

"It doesn't matter. If I can't hype you up, I'll cover it up with PR. Besides, more and more people know you now, including a lot of girls. Girls in this era are also a large group, so you have to take care of this aspect."

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Yunlei said confidently.

"Now you need to learn more, and it will be no problem for you to become popular."

As they were chatting, Guo Degang came down from the stage after performing. As soon as he came down, he saw his wife busying around, and he knew for sure it was about Xiao Bian'er or the contract.

"Hey~~"

Guo Degang sighed. Now he had no involvement in the management of Deyun Society. All was handled by his wife. So he didn't worry about that aspect. He only worried about how to promote Xiaobian'er.

I will definitely touch upon it, as I promised before, but the issue of negative material is indeed difficult.

In terms of public relations, Deyun Society will have to spend a lot of money and resources.

However, after sitting down and resting for a while, he also started watching the video of Guo Qilin's small theater.

I want to see if my senior has gone to their place to participate in the performance.

As expected, when the curtain fell at the small theater, my senior brother came out to show his face.

He showed up, but there was no performance, he just said a few words.

Deyun Society is very opposed to actors performing in other places without permission, and there are specific contractual restrictions on this, which Yu Qian naturally understands.

There was nothing much to watch during the curtain call, so Guo Degang went to watch some of the most popular videos released by the media.

He didn't want to watch the crosstalk performed by Cao Yunjing at all, and only watched Guo Qilin's selling tickets.

While watching, he, like the audience, was hardly distracted.

It is clear that although Dalin does not perform crosstalk often, his skills are better than many people in Deyun Society and are getting better and better.

After taking a deep breath, Guo Degang began to sigh, feeling that the second half of his life was more exciting than the first half.

Totally don't know what to do.

"Master."

Suddenly Luan Yunping came over and said something. Guo Degang looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My master's wife is going to hold another meeting tomorrow. It seems that she wants to add one more item to the contract, which is related to the signing time. I think you and my master's wife need to make a careful decision."

As the vice president and the master's apprentice, Luan Yunping needs to come over and say something.

The intention is very clear. I hope the master can persuade the master's wife.

The master's wife was too anxious because of Dalin's theater.

Unfortunately, he was overthinking it. Guo Degang couldn't stop Wang Hui at all. Everything was up to her. Even if he said something, it would be useless.

Wang Hui is very strong. In such a large company, all decisions are made by her and her people.

It is said to be a crosstalk club that promotes national culture, but in the end, regardless of Wang Hui's one-person entertainment company, Guo Degang is as humble as he can be in it, and his voice is even less than Luan Yunping's.

Luan Yunping wanted to make a suggestion, and Wang Hui might listen, knowing that Xiao Luan was considering the company. Guo Degang had already ignored it, still remembering his stubbornness.

But since the apprentice had said this, it was impossible for the master to lose face. "Don't worry, I will talk to him and try to make it better."

"Ok!"

Luan Yunping nodded and started chatting with her master about random things.

On the other side, Guo Qilin and a group of actors had finished their midday performance, and after the audience left, the group prepared to go to a nearby restaurant where they had made a reservation for dinner.

Since two old gentlemen had come, it was impossible for him, as the host, to be stingy and he had prepared food in advance.

"apprentice."

"What's wrong, Master? You want to drink more wine? You don't have a performance anyway, so drink it."

I am very happy today, Guo Qilin says whatever he wants to say.

Yu Qian smiled bitterly and spoke seriously, "Xiao Luan just sent me a text message, asking me to go to a meeting tomorrow. It seems that the meeting will be quite big. I guess the contract is almost ready."

"Contract? What does this have to do with me?"

"Nothing, I just hope you can develop the theater a little more, and if possible, bring in a market for crosstalk shows and commercial performances."

Yu Qian seemed to have a premonition of something, and now he looked like he wanted his apprentice to get ready quickly.

The master and the apprentice have been together for many years, so it is impossible for Guo Qilin not to notice something. He did not say it out loud, but nodded, "I understand. I will do it well and put more effort into it."

"That's good, let's go and have dinner."

"Ah."

Supporting the master and the old gentleman.

A dozen actors walked out of the door together.

The scene was amazing as soon as I walked out the door. Even after several hours, there were still so many people outside.

At the same time, reporters rushed over to interview.

"Teacher Guo Qilin, may I ask if you are planning to compete with Deyun Society by opening this theater?"

"Mr. Shi, do you think highly of your disciple's theater? Do you support it?"

"Teacher Yu Qian, what do you think of Guo Qilin's theater? Was the performance today exciting?"

"Teacher Cao Yunjing, will your theater cooperate with Guo Qilin Theater for a long time? Will the actors communicate frequently?"

Reporters from many platforms gathered around and asked questions with microphones from a distance.

The question was somewhat sharp.

Normally, celebrities would ignore this kind of reporters. They are not formal media platforms. Formal media platforms would have made appointments with them long ago.

I was particularly happy today. Unexpectedly, Guo Qilin, Yu Qian, Shi Fukuan and Cao Yunjing did not ignore me and said a few more words.

Shifu Kuan looked at the various reporters and said, "I really hope that crosstalk will be good. Since the child has organized a crosstalk theater, I will definitely support it. In addition, the performance is very exciting. Please support us. There will be crosstalk in the evening."

Yu Qian: "There is no competition or non-competition between theaters. I hope everything goes well."

Cao Yunjing: "We will keep in touch for cooperation. We don't have any rules that we can't perform in other places. Maybe most of the actors from Ting Yunxuan will come here a few days after the opening. Let's look forward to it."

Several people responded one after another.

Guo Qilin stood by with a smile on his face, and several people were thinking about speaking and promoting themselves.

If he had not quit the society, he would have had his own skills and popularity in crosstalk.

But the interview didn't last long.

Under the gazes of countless people, a few people got on the car to eat.

After dinner, the small theater continued its performance.

The performance was extremely lively, with more people watching the live show and coming to watch the fun than in the afternoon.

For this reason, all the actors were very motivated and performed without paying attention to the time.

As a result, the performance lasted until half past eleven, almost five hours in total.

At the moment the show ended, Guo Qilin was extremely tired. He had hardly sat down the entire night and had performed three or four crosstalks, which was comparable to a whole concert.

After seeing off his teacher and master, he quickly found a seat to sit for a while. He never put down the towel in his hand, and sweat was all over his body.

I haven’t felt this way for a long time, but I feel very fulfilled inside.

Thinking back to when they were just divided into the team and the team he led didn't make any money, he and his brothers acted so hard that everyone was sweating after the performance. Now it's a bit like going back to those days.

However, there are no other brothers in the theater except Yan Hexiang.

"Dalin, let me drive you today."

Most people had left, and they had to leave too, and Yan Hexiang came over to say something as usual.

Sometimes he mostly acted as Dalin's driver.

"No need. You're tired enough today. I'll ask my assistant to drive you home early."

"Okay, but tomorrow is the special storytelling show. Are you sure what kind of story you want to tell? I've been in Deyun Society for many years, but I've rarely seen you tell stories."

Guo Qilin chuckled. Whoever said it wasn't true, he basically never talked about any books.

It was only at the beginning when Deyun Bookstore opened that the messenger was called in to speak because he had read a passage or two from a book. At that time, not only did the messenger not talk about him, but even Shaobing was called in to speak.

But after that, he and Shaobing and others never talked about it again, which was rare.

"Isn't this for the sake of the opening? We have to work hard. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's go home. It's almost dawn."

Guo Qilin got up and hurried home because he had a wife at home.

You have to be anxious.

Everyone was in a hurry when going backstage to the theater.

Just following behind Dalin, Yan Hexiang unexpectedly showed a smile on his face. He said that he would not pay too much attention to quyi, but even though he was so busy, one could still see their young master's love for quyi.

So it is really uncertain how things will develop in the future.

Maybe it will become the second Deyun Society.

Deyun Society relies solely on the popularity of Guo Degang and Yu Qian, and uses their popularity to support a large group of actors.

Dalin is completely replicable.

His fire can also lead a group of people.

Just like that the whole night passed.

The next day, Guo Qilin and Yan Hexiang had something to do, so they went to hire someone together with Cao Yunjing.

The actors who tell stories today are not unfamiliar.

The first one is definitely Cao Yunjing. Cao Yunjing is also a very good storyteller. There is also another specialist named Wang Yuebo.

He couldn't invite Wang Yuebo, as they had hardly met each other, but he could invite Cao Yunjing. After inviting him, several people sat together and talked about storytelling, and they seemed very happy.

Guo Qilin learned a lot from this, but unfortunately his master didn't come. He would have been just as happy if his master came, because Wang Yuebo was their old friend.

As for why Yu Qian didn't come, it was simply because something big happened in Deyun Club.

Early in the morning, Wang Hui gathered all the important people together for a while.

The captains of several teams, Yu Qian, Guo Degang and some core disciples.

What they said at the beginning was very good, and Wang Hui undoubtedly wanted to improve their treatment.

The actors were very happy to know that Dalin had helped them again and increased the basic salary of the small theater actors.

It was only in the second half of the meeting.

Wang Huicai finally revealed her intentions.

Only Deyun's actors were left in the conference room, and managers from other departments were invited out.

"Brother, please take a look. This is the newly revised contract. Children, take a look too. I see that many actors don't earn much, especially Shaobing, who borrowed money to buy a house before, so I want to increase his income."

Listen to the chairman's words.

Yu Qian, Luan Yunping, Shaobing, Kong Yunlong, Sun Yue, Zhang Jiuling and captains of other teams watched it for the first time.

Even Yue Yunpeng, who was not the team leader, and several other members of the Yun class were present.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but once you look at it, everyone’s heart will feel a little tense.

"The salary and benefits are very good. Deyun Club can afford it and doesn't care about that, but the contract period has been extended from ten to twenty years."

The three words "twenty years" are very eye-catching.

Although twenty years may not seem like a very long time, Yue Yunpeng and Kong Yunlong are now in their thirties, almost forty.

Twenty years is fifty-something, why would you want to change jobs at that time? It will completely tie up your second half of life.

It feels like a lifetime contract.

Of course, if the master-disciple relationship is good, and the master provides you with food, why can't you follow him for the rest of your life? And he also guarantees that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, most actors will sign it.

For example, Yue Yunpeng, Kong Yunlong, and Zhang Yunlei would not hesitate at all, after all, they would not forget the many years of master-disciple relationship.

Without the Master, there would be no them.

Shaobing would not hesitate, but he felt a little uneasy inside.

It is obvious that they are doubly bound by the master-apprentice relationship and the contract, leaving them no freedom of choice at all.

Ten years have left you with some face, allowing you to have fantasies about the future.

Twenty years will tell you directly that those who stay will never be able to leave Deyun Society, unless you are in your forties or fifties with a stable family and still want to start a business and follow Guo Qilin, then they really can't do anything about it.

Wang Hui also firmly believes that no one would do that and would just honestly work in Deyun to get money to develop.

Of course, the twenty years only restricts disciples, but not Yu Qian and the old gentleman.

Guo Degang and Wang Hui would not let Yu Qian and others sign the contract. If they asked him to sign, both of them would lose face.

Let him come, just to help look at the contract, or it would be better to have him witness such a big change.

But these twenty years have really made Yu Qian feel uncomfortable to a certain extent, so he knew that Wang Hui would do this.

Twenty years passed, Guo Fenyang grew up, and his disciples were too old to move around, so where could they go?

He had long lost the enthusiasm to start his own small theatre or follow Guo Qilin.