Shuang Qi

When Ma Jianyuan finally calmed down, it was already one o'clock at noon.The five of them diverted to the opposite restaurant and opened a private room, intending to chat while eating.

After about half an hour, the waiter left after finishing the dishes. Jiang Qifeng closed the door of the private room, then returned to his seat and sat down, ready to get down to business.

"Boss Ma, I can fully understand your feelings, but it is impossible for me to take over Baiquyuan. Now, Shuangqi Society does not have the ability to open branches in other places."

Upon hearing this, Ma Jianyuan became anxious: "What do you mean? Boss Jiang, I trust you wholeheartedly. Are you playing with me?"

Jiang Qifeng quickly explained: "No, don't be impatient. If I don't take over, it doesn't mean I won't help you. It's just that we can have a long-term plan in terms of methods."

Yang Wenjing also said: "You have held this garden until today. If we took over when you were at a low point, it would be called taking advantage of others."

Hearing what they said, Ma Jianyuan calmed down a little, but there was still a bit of disappointment hidden in his eyes. "But I really can't hold it anymore, this garden has been destroyed in my hands."

"How many regular performers are there in Baiquyuan?" Jiang Qifeng asked seriously.

Ma Jianyuan counted silently in his heart with a sad face, and said frankly: "The ones who sang big drums, those who sang piano books, those who sang bamboo board books, and those who sang tanci... Hey, it should be eleven. Many gentlemen are old. I guess it would be good to perform once a week.”

After hearing this, several people looked at each other, and each of them had a calculation in their hearts.

Jiang Qifeng tapped the table with his fingertips. "I have a rough idea, just listen to it." After a short pause for two seconds, there was some determination in his eyes, and he said calmly: "I remember that you used to accept foreign artists as assistants. Back then, Master and I also I’ve been here. You can continue to open up this way to recruit folk performers, whether they have a class or not, as long as they don’t violate the rules of their own class, it’s not a big deal to come to your place for a few performances occasionally.”

Ma Jianyuan was still very depressed, and took a bite of the meat caught in the bowl, as if to vent his anger.

"How can an actor with a class club run around? Back then, the surnamed Tang was holding on to the fact that you were on my show..."

Jiang Qifeng had just had two mouthfuls of food, when he heard his words, his heart was blocked, and before he finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks and interrupted him loudly, his eyes were more serious than before: "That's Dongcheng's lack of tolerance. Back then, Qu The momentum of Lanshe is not inferior to that of Dongcheng. Why did my master see Tianer send someone to your garden? You are Baiqu Garden, not Baiqu Club. Artists come to your performance to borrow a platform, so it is impossible to change jobs, right? "

Ma Jianyuan was thoughtful, and he must still have doubts about Jiang Qifeng's words.

I only heard Jiang Qifeng say firmly: "No matter what the other family's regulations are, anyway, our Shuangqi Club does not restrict actors from taking private jobs, as long as they don't delay the performance in the club."

Ma Jianyuan's eyes had just regained some light, but it dimmed again after a while.He suppressed his deep voice, and sighed: "My garden has become like this, any actor would not want to take on this private job, I can't even afford the appearance fee."

This time, without waiting for Jiang Qifeng to answer, Xu Zhaolan, who deeply felt that iron cannot be made into steel, spoke first: "Boss Ma, your idea is wrong. Isn't this the plan that has not been implemented? Wait for us to rectify the garden and arrange it according to the plan." Show, you are not in such a depressed state now!"

Wen Qiyu finally raised his head from his job, and interjected: "Are you just a venture capitalist? You have a garden, but you are short of a few supporting actors. The trial period is at most one month, and your investment is not that big. go."

Ma Jianyuan was still a little undecided, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't even move the chopsticks in his hand for a long time.

Such an idea would have been agreed to when he was young.But as I get older, I have more worries, and without the drive I had when I was young, I always hesitate to make a decision.

At this time, Yang Wenjing said: "Or, you can choose to leave this risk to us."

"What do you mean?" Ma Jianyuan was startled.

Not only Boss Ma, but also other people in Shuangqi Club didn't understand.

Yang Wenjing explained: "That is to say, if the actors of Shuangqi Club come to perform with you, the performance fee will be paid by our agency to the actors, but the box office revenue of your garden must be allocated to the account of Shuangqi Club according to a certain amount. In the future Not only the Shuangqi club, you can also cooperate with other folk art clubs in other places according to this method, how about it?"

Ma Jianyuan pondered Yang Wenjing's words carefully, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and the expression on his face turned to joy. "It works, this idea works!"

I have to praise Yang Wenjing for his thoughtfulness. This method seems to be a risk-taking by Shuangqi Club. In fact, if it is done, it will definitely only make money but not lose.

There are many audiences for Quyi in Tianjin, and cross talk is very popular, but there is no troupe in the whole city that can stand out.

If Baiquyuan can recruit artists from other places, it is equivalent to taking away the popularity of clubs in other regions. It will only be a matter of time before it wants to restore its former glory.Changing the fixed performance fee into a sub-account will definitely benefit the supporting cast.

Now that Ma Jianyuan readily agreed, and other people in Shuangqi Society have no objections, this matter can be prepared to be put on the agenda, and then someone will be invited to draw up a contract.

When the five of them left the hotel, Ma Jianyuan's complexion was no longer as haggard as when he came in, and his face was a little more rosy.

"Xiaofeng, do you have to go back today? Why don't you stay for two more days?" Ma Jianyuan said enthusiastically, holding Jiang Qifeng's hand affectionately.

Jiang Qifeng replied with a helpless smile: "There are still performances in the club, next time, anyway, next time I have to come to sign the contract."

Ma Jianyuan was not disappointed, and looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of incomprehensible eagerness.

"Feng, I'm really optimistic about your Shuangqi Club. What does the old saying say? "Those who gain the Dao will help a lot, and those who lose the Dao will have little help. If there is little help, the relatives will help you." Tang Chong'an's doing things like this, he must be surrounded by only Can keep villains. "

Jiang Qifeng had never heard Ma Jianyuan speak so calmly and politely, and he was a little absent-minded for a while.

Regardless of his expression, Ma Jianyuan continued to say: "How long can a group of villains control the smoky Dongcheng Teahouse? The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. If one day you can cross Tang Chong'an Put Dongcheng Tea House under your feet, and I will give you Baiqu Garden as a branch."

Jiang Qifeng couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so obsessed with letting me open a branch? Besides, your two sentences are not a poem."

Ma Jianyuan patted him on the shoulder nonchalantly, "It's the same thing anyway, don't disappoint my expectations."

Jiang Qifeng didn't answer any more.

Of course, he never liked to let others down, and based on the photos he saw from Xie Yan this morning, he would do his best to fight Dongcheng.

Dongcheng, where Tang Chongan and Huang Qiying are in charge, has been despicable for more than a day or two. Before, he could just ignore it and laugh at it, but people have extended their hands to Shuangqi Club. Could it be that he just endured it?

"Let's go, take care." Jiang Qifeng also patted Ma Jianyuan's shoulder lightly. At this time, the relationship between them had some subtle changes.No longer seniors and juniors, bosses and entertainers, but allies in cooperation.

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On the way back, Jiang Qifeng kept thinking about how to counterattack Dongcheng. He leaned sideways on the car window, a little silent.

Xu Zhaolan in the back seat seemed to be very emotional, and sighed: "When I was still in Tianjin, Boss Ma looked very old-fashioned. Everyone said that it was not easy to do business with him. Why do we meet today? Like a different person?"

Yang Wenjing looked out the window and said flatly, "You don't know what Baiqu Garden has become over the years. If we don't come up with this idea today, maybe he really sold the garden and disappeared from sight."

"Tang Chong'an is really hurtful. He doesn't pry the corners of so many cross talk clubs, but he bullies them to death. It's so inhuman."

"It's not the first day you know him."

After returning to Beijing, Jiang Qifeng told the actors in the agency about the assistant acting.Everyone's reaction was within his expectations. There was a performance fee and an opportunity to perform, so what reason could there be to refuse?

It's only been an hour, and the assistant cast schedule for the first month of the trial has already been finalized.

Jiang Qifeng was very pleased about this.

"Brother, why don't you tell Master?" Wen Qiyu asked in a low voice.

Jiang Qifeng thought so too, as early as ten years ago, his master had a friendship with Baiquyuan. The act of acting as an assistant can not only help Baiquyuan, but also bring benefits to himself, presumably the old man will not refuse.

"It's time to tell. I'll call him later."

Later, Jiang Qifeng called Zhang Xiuming in a quiet corner of the yard and briefly explained the situation of Baiqu Garden and his cooperation plan with Ma Jianyuan.

As he expected, Zhang Xiuming was quite supportive of this and was willing to join this assistant program, and even recommended a lawyer to help him draft the contract.

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In July, midsummer comes quietly.

The senior members of Dongcheng Teahouse were still immersed in the sense of accomplishment and joy of wantonly oppressing their peers, and did not notice the undercurrent among other peers at all.

Since Baiquyuan implemented the assistant acting strategy jointly decided by Jiang Qifeng and Yang Wenjing, the box office has improved in just one month. Although it is not obvious, it is not as depressed as last month.

At this time, on the eve of the Dongcheng Tea House's anniversary celebration, I don't know whether it was a coincidence or an appointment, and there were more than one major incidents in Dongcheng.

Overnight, a recording and a statement spread throughout the cross talk and even quyi shops.

Early in the morning on July [-]rd, Jiang Qifeng was woken up by the ringing of the cell phone next to the pillow.

He was busy writing new work yesterday, so he didn't go to bed until two o'clock in the morning. When the bell rang, he had only slept for less than four hours.

He pressed the answer button in a daze, and uttered a few words inarticulately: "Well, who is it?"

The person on the other end of the phone was very excited, patted the table and said loudly: "Ancestor, wake up, something serious happened!"