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In the initial stage, he mainly wanted to record tapes, equipment and so on, but he could purchase them, mainly professionals who are proficient in production, distribution, etc., and there are none yet.

In addition, it is relatively easy to sign singers and form a creative team, etc., after all, he still has some advantages in these aspects.

At least know which singers or those songs can become popular.

Holding a pen, Liu Qingshan listed out all the things that need to be done to form the company, and wrote several pages of manuscript paper densely.

Seeing that the three brothers' scalps were numb, I really don't know if I don't do it, I still think too simple.

To use an analogy, their original idea was like a child's play house.

Xu Changsheng pushed his glasses: "I think more people should be involved, otherwise, with the strength of the four of us, it will definitely seriously affect our studies."

"Do you still need to hire someone?"

Wei Bing also feels a bit overwhelmed now, this is the distance between ideal and reality.

The ideal is beautiful, but in practice, the road to the ideal is found to be full of thorns.

Xu Changsheng pondered for a while: "We can gather some voluntary workers in the school, especially those seniors who are juniors and seniors. They are about to enter the society and should need this kind of practice opportunity."

Hey, isn't this referring to the later volunteers?

Liu Qingshan blinked, and couldn't help but look at Xu Changsheng again.

"Then discuss it with the student union first." Zhang Pengfei made a final decision.

Liu Qingshan also roughly understood that in this small team, Boss Zhang is good at making decisions, Xu Changsheng is good at planning, and Wei Bing is better at executing.

So the four of them left the dormitory again, and after inquiring all the way, they found the office where the student union was located.

This is an infrequently used laboratory, used as a temporary office for the student union.

Seeing that the lights were on in the room, zhang qingyang knocked on the door right away.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside the room.

Four people filed in, but saw that there were 30 to [-] people in the room, and they seemed to be in a meeting.

The girl sitting in the middle had a bit of an impression that she had been to their classroom the day before yesterday.

There is another guy next to them, whose face turns black when he sees them, it is the vice president Lu Lin, and the rest of the members don't know each other.

"Excuse me, seniors. We are from the eighth or sixth class of the Department of World Economics. There is one thing right now. I want to ask the student union for help."

Boss Zhang nodded, and then said what he wanted.

The heroic female senior smiled at them: "It just so happens that we're done with the meeting, so tell me."

Boss Zhang took out a few pages of manuscript paper from his pocket: "We are going to set up an entertainment company called Dashuxia, but we are weak, so we thought of an organization."

Xu Changsheng put his hand on his glasses and added next to him: "After our company makes a profit, a quarter of the proceeds will be donated to the school to improve school conditions and the living standards of teachers and students. "

Wei Bing thought for a while, and felt that it was necessary to say a few words: "The focus of our company's recent development is to publish tapes, mainly pop music tapes. The medium and long-term development goal is..."

"Wait, students, you are not joking, are you?"

A male member couldn't help interrupting Wei Bing's words, and other members also had weird smiles on their faces, looking at the four little guys who had just entered the university campus and didn't know how deep they were.

These days, it is not popular for college students to start a business, and graduation is all assigned by the state, so this kind of thing sounds like a fantasy to them.

"Seniors, we are really serious."

Zhang qingyang was a little annoyed. This feeling of not being trusted made him very uncomfortable.

"Haha, you must have listened to too many pop music tapes!" Harsh laughter came from Lu Lin's mouth.

Twice successively, he suffered under the hands of Liu Qingshan and the others, and was holding back his desire to take revenge, but in the end, these four guys came to him stupidly.

Of course Lu Lin would not miss this opportunity. He stood up from his seat and pointed to the four of them:

"You are worthy of being from the Department of Economics. You really have economic brains. You just want to start a company to make money after entering school. Have your fingers grown?"

"Do you have funds?"

"Do you know the process of starting a company?"

"I still want to record tapes. Where did you get the equipment and where did you invite singers? Every one of you is daydreaming."

Haha, I laughed so hard!

In the temporary office, only Lu Lin's wanton laughter echoed for a long time...

Chapter 534 The True Core

Lu Lin was very happy now, and his heart was full of the pleasure of revenge.

His family is from the capital, so he has a little influence, so he developed a rather arrogant temperament.

Laughing and laughing, Lu Lin also gradually quieted down, because no one responded to him, and his wanton laughter was the only one in the room, which was particularly ear-piercing.

Especially the main target of his ridicule, the freshman named Liu Qingshan, has been looking at him calmly, which makes Lu Lin very unfulfilling.

Even the fellow students from the student union beside him cast strange glances at him.

Although these people also felt that the behavior of these four freshmen was a bit over their control and felt funny in their hearts, but as the cadres of the student union, they couldn't laugh at them face to face.

The more Lu Lin laughed, the more boring he became. In the end, there was only awkward laughter left.

At this time, Liu Qingshan finally made his own voice: "Senior Lu, we are already planning to invest 100 million yuan, do you think it's funny?"

"Is it funny that we are understaffed and asking schools for assistance?"

"Is it funny that we are self-employed, self-reliant, and generate profits, and we are going to give back to our alma mater?"

The cadres of the student union were extremely horrified: 100 million, it seems that they are serious!

But, where did they get so much money? Could it be that among these few, their families are all wealthy?

Only Lu Lin's face was turned red and white by this series of questioning, and finally turned pale, as if he had just been slapped on the mouth.

Zhang qingyang was also inspired, with a look of righteous indignation:

"Student Lu, we must truthfully report your situation to the school. An irresponsible cadre like you is not suitable to continue serving the students in the student union."

Wei Bing turned to the heroic girl: "Senior, you are the president of the student union, Song Xue. You have seen everything that happened just now. Please do justice for us."

In fact, Wei Bing and Song Xue came from the same compound and have known each other since childhood.

But in this case, of course, you have to pretend not to know each other.

Song Xue smoothed Qi Er's short hair lightly with her hands, then discussed with the people around her in a low voice:

"Student Lu, since your words and deeds just now do not conform to the norms of a student union cadre, the student union asks you to apologize to these students."

This was a decision made on behalf of the student union, and Lu Lin couldn't refute it at all.

But asking him to apologize to Liu Qingshan and others in person, it would be better to kill him.

This guy wheezed for a long time, and finally became completely angry: "What kind of student union cadre, I quit!"

After yelling, he slammed the door and left.

"This kind of black sheep, it's better to get rid of the student union sooner." Xu Changsheng said a word with no expression on his face.

This also caused the cadres of the student union to relax a lot.

Liu Qingshan also secretly laughed in his heart: At first, he thought that the third child was the one with super high IQ and low EQ.

Now it seems that they are actually double tall.

"Several students, come and sit down, let's discuss together, if we can help, our student union will agree to define it."

Song Xue warmly invited everyone to sit down, and then began to discuss enthusiastically.

Song Xue is already a senior this year, and she only became the chairman of the student union at the beginning of this semester.

This girl really wants to make outstanding achievements in this position.

But she has always felt that she has no clue, and what she does is just following the old ways and following the rules. This is very inconsistent with her aggressive nature.

After listening to Zhang qingyang's explanation of the idea of ​​starting Dashuxia, Song Xue's heart beat faster: isn't this what she has been looking for all along?

Her excited eyes swept across the faces of the four freshmen.

Needless to say, Wei Bing, since the time he wore the crotch pants, has followed behind her. She knows how capable she is.

That tall and mighty classmate seemed capable, but he couldn't come up with such a large sum of money.

As for the man with the glasses, he looked like a resolute man, but he was still wearing patched trousers.

Finally, Song Xue's eyes fell on Liu Qingshan, only this classmate, he couldn't see the depth.

Just now, Lu Lin ruthlessly laughed at them, putting himself in their shoes, Song Xue felt that even if it were her, she would definitely make a fuss.

On the other hand, this young student always kept the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was watching Lu Lin jumping up and down and playing with a monkey.

It must be him!

Song Xue quickly identified the true core of the foursome.

Thinking about that day in the classroom, I saw that this student donated 1 yuan to the Asian Games. The money for running the company must have come from him.

But money alone is not enough, to run an entertainment company, you also need contacts.

After listening to Zhang qingyang's idea, Song Xue suppressed her excitement and said loudly:

"I think this kind of thing is the first time in Beijing University. It is a precedent. After all, we are still students, so we should report to the school and get more assistance."

The golden signboard of Beijing University is of course useful when it is displayed.

But Liu Qingshan shook his head with a smile. He didn't want his company to be dictated by others, so he said with a smile: "This is a company established by our students, so we don't need to bother the school."

Song Xue was taken aback, and reminded again: "Student Liu, we at Beijing University still have some connections in society."

It's a pity that Liu Qingshan just looked at her with a smile, but his eyes were extremely firm, obviously he had made up his mind.

"Okay then, let's divide the work and see what we can do, the student union can help."

Song Xue couldn't figure out why the other party rejected the school's offer.

This is the gap in ideology. In this era of reform and opening up, most people, subconsciously, prefer to rely on organizations and collectives.

For the rest, it was mainly zhang qingyang and wei bing who came forward and had a lively discussion with the cadres of the student union.

These people's energy is really not small. For example, Song Xue promised to set up the company, and made an appointment tomorrow afternoon, when Zhang qingyang was out of class, they would go through the formalities together.

There were a few others who also helped to offer advice. Among them was a boy whose parents both belonged to the Central Conservatory of Music and agreed to help contact several composers.

There is also a petite girl named Liang Lili, who said that her uncle's brother, who is engaged in pop music, is also going to introduce her.

This is more than a dozen people. If you cast a big net among the students of Beijing University, you might catch some big fish.

Liu Qingshan has no objection to mobilizing the power of his classmates. After all, if the company really wants to start up, the school and students will also benefit.

Looking at Xu Changsheng beside him, he was already looking down at the book, so he dragged Xu Changsheng to leave first, let the boss and the second discuss the rest here.

The following days were spent in such a fulfilling and busy way, and in a blink of an eye, it was the weekend.

Liu Qingshan rode a bicycle and strolled slowly towards the school gate. This week's university life, he felt relatively leisurely and relaxed.

When I have nothing to do, I spend time in the library with Xu Changsheng.

In the quiet environment, the whole heart seemed to calm down together. He enjoyed this feeling of continuous enrichment and growth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the school gate, he was stopped by a group of people, including several blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

At this moment, there were quite a few students coming in and out of the school gate. When they saw these foreign students, they all stopped.

Liu Qingshan was also a little puzzled, among this group of foreign students, some of them seemed familiar, they should be the group who fought by the lake that day, are they looking for trouble again?

So he took the bicycle to his side and took a good time to see what the other party had in mind.

If it's really provocative, Liu Qingshan doesn't mind asking them to learn more about Chinese Gongfu.

A tall and strong foreigner greeted Liu Qingshan with a smile on his face: "Hi, Liu, nice to meet you."

Seeing his attitude, Liu Qingshan knew he couldn't fight anymore, so he opened his arms and hugged him:

"Bruce, right? He's waiting for me here. Are you going to buy me a drink?"

This Bruce, who was confused that day, was kicked by Liu Qingshan.

Later, Liu Qingshan used the embassy to subdue them. After returning, he didn't believe it, so he went to the embassy with a few classmates.

The result surprised them even more. They never imagined that the influence of that person here was so huge that Bruce didn't dare to have other thoughts at all.