Hello 1983

I don't have a serious job. I usually ride a bicycle and collect some old things. I'm going with Lao Maoer and the others.

He took out a milky white ornament from his pocket, held it in his palm, and his arm was trembling all the time:

"Yesterday, I went to the alley to collect the goods. I met a woman who said that it was an old thing inherited from the family. Because her husband was going to do business, she was going to sell it."

"She asked for [-] yuan, and when it reached [-] yuan, I took out all the money in the passbook, and when I was short of [-] yuan, I went to my neighbors to make up enough."

"Going home at night, the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. Finally, I looked at the flashlight and saw that there were air bubbles in it. My savings for the past two years have all gone into it, and I owe 2000 yuan in foreign debt..."

This guy had a runny nose and tears, and the big snot was wiped on the lapel of the old hat. He cried for a while, and suddenly saw the jade cabbage on the table, grabbed it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then laughed again. :

"Master Mao, it turns out you were fooled too, haha!"

The laughter was actually full of schadenfreude, just now she was crying so much that she snotted her nose, but now she immediately smiled and gloated.

Liu Qingshan had an urge to kick him: who is this?

As a result, the old Maoer master really kicked, without too much force, he also kicked the guy named Erzi squatting.

"Get out, it's a pity that I used to treat you as a person."

The old hat slapped his big hands, making a gesture of wanting to twitch.

The kid hurriedly used his hands and feet, staggered back a few times, then got up suddenly, rushed out the door, still yelling:

"Master Mao, your family has a great career, so you are not afraid of a little loss."

"We didn't miss it, and beat up the counterfeit seller."

Master Lu's slow voice drifted outside the house.

Hearing an ouch from the yard, everyone looked out through the window, and saw that kid plunged into the big fish tank, kicking his legs hard.

Chapter 586 Queuing in line, no jumping in line

"Hey, second son, how about taking a bath in the cold weather?"

Two street aunts walked in through the gate, each pulled a leg, and dragged the second son out.

There is no water in the aquarium now, but the winter snow has melted at the bottom of the aquarium, and the dirty water still makes Er Zi look uncomfortable.

This kid simply didn't run away, since Mr. Mao was not fooled, maybe there is something he can do, it's best to help him make up for his losses.

So he followed the two aunts into the house shyly, and went to the washbasin to wash himself.

The two aunts each bought some mountain goods, and the two elder sisters wrapped the things tightly, and then they were happy.

The second son leaned over: "Master Mao, we can't admit it, it's not about money, we can't lose face!"

Master Lu glanced at him: "We didn't fall."

The kid struggled for a while, and finally plopped, kneeling in front of Old Mao'er: "Master Mao, you watched me grow up, so you have to help me this time."

The old hat also had a face full of hatred for iron and steel, and stretched out a hand, like carrying a chicken, pulled the second son up, and reprimanded:

"You kid, you didn't learn well when you were a child, and it was hard to find a decent business to make a living. After making a lot of money, you started to talk about it, and you will have a better memory in the future."

The second son nodded again and again, this time it was really a disaster, he didn't know how to turn around in the future.

At this time, Liu Qingshan suddenly interjected: "Maybe, this group of people is a gang with a large number of fake jade in their hands. If this matter is not resolved, how many people will be fooled."

Since the old hat master and the second son met two groups of people, it proved that the other party was organized.

It happened just yesterday, which means that the other party may have just started to attack, and they must not change places so quickly.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingshan knows that this special glass does not exist in China at present, and the island country has just researched it.

Could it be that there are islanders behind the scenes manipulating it?

Everyone discussed for a while, Liu Qingshan asked the second son to find a few more people to lead the way in the afternoon, and led Lu Fang and the others to walk around the alleys, pretending to be small goods.

If you encounter them, don't startle them, first ask Lu Fang and the others to get to the bottom of it, and see what the other party's origin is.

These few are scouts, so don't take it too easy.

The second son also came to the head, and ran out to find someone.

Liu Qingshan and the others were finally able to calm down and have lunch.

Liu Qingshan said while eating: "Uncle Master, our cooperative is going to open a mountain goods store, and you and Uncle Lu will help you find a store, only buying and not renting."

"How large?"

Years and years later, when the film and television city stopped working, Lao Maoer and Uncle Lu resumed their old business, walking around the streets to collect things.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while: "Of course, the bigger the better, the house should be pawned, and the location should be more prosperous. This is collectively funded by the folks in our village, and several million can still be raised."

Last year, the country has carried out a pilot housing reform, and by next year, it will be fully promoted and deepened, and the house will also be transformed into a commodity.

Then, it becomes like this in future generations.

When Uncle Lu heard it, he seemed to remember something, rummaged through the desk for a while, and found some newspapers:

"Qingshan, your village is in the newspaper again, tsk tsk, a small mountain village donated 40 yuan for the Asian Games, your village is really rich!"

Liu Qingshan picked up the newspaper and looked at it. It was the People's newspaper again. He looked at the signature. It was indeed a reporter from Lin Da, who was almost a professional reporter reporting Jiapigou.

There is also a photo on it, which is the scene of the kidnapper's grandfather leaning on a cane and handing the passbook to the old branch secretary.

The pole, which was only thinking about the newspaper, also served as a background board, revealing a blurred face, still in profile.

After browsing through it, the first part is roughly eulogizing the noble qualities of peasants getting rich and not forgetting the country; the latter is elevated to a political level, discussing the issue of "how to spend money after it is rich".

With the development of the economy, some of the people who got rich first, that is, those who are currently called "big money", are called "Master Kuan" in the capital, and "Sister Kuan" for women.

After having money in their pockets, some big money started to make money, and the social reputation was not very good. This article seems to guide this kind of article. No wonder it can be publicized in the People's Newspaper.

As for the other newspaper, it is promoting the charity performance of singers and donating money for the Asian Games.

The focus is on the singers of Dashuxia Entertainment Company, who went deep into the grassroots and sang for the Asian Games. All the proceeds were donated and so on, full of positive energy.

The names of Lao Cui, Sister Zhang and others are all listed, and even Huanzi and Amao, who are now unknown, also showed their faces.

Liu Qingshan was also relieved to see it: Does this count as indirectly helping the company advertise?

Moreover, this is very helpful to establish a positive image of the singers, which is very beneficial to the development under the big tree.

After lunch, the second son came and led others, all riding bicycles. Lu Fang and the others followed and left. The two of them walked the streets and alleys, just to get acquainted with the topography of the capital first.

Liu Qingshan got on his bicycle and went to the company first.

After wandering around for almost an hour, I finally arrived at the place. The company has not started to renovate, and it is still a small dilapidated house, but there are 30 to [-] people lined up at the door.

These days, queuing is very common, and sometimes you have to queue when you go to the store to buy something.

But Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled: We are an entertainment company, and we don't sell anything, so what kind of queue do we have?

So he pushed the car forward, only to hear a shout from beside him: "Queue in line, don't jump in line!"

Liu Qingshan turned his head to look, it was a young girl with short hair, bold eyes, and a hint of rebellion, staring at him aggressively.

Looks familiar?Liu Qingshan blinked, and suddenly remembered, isn't this Tian or something, and he will grow into an existence at the level of a big sister in the music industry in the future.

Oda with short hair, hehe, this is really the first time I have seen it. Could it be that the singing level is directly proportional to the length of the hair?

What about the bald-headed Xiao Zhou, the lead singer at zero o'clock?

"I want to ask, what are the hot commodities sold here?"

Liu Qingshan still couldn't help asking, but the way of asking was more tactful.

Sure enough, Miss Xiaotian rolled her eyes and stopped talking to him.

On the contrary, a young man in the back row was more enthusiastic: "Brother, we are all singers, and we are going to join this company."

Liu Qingshan blinked his eyes twice: "Oh, I thought it was selling non-staple food."

He had long been happy in his heart: It seems that the propaganda in the newspaper is effective!

Just thinking about it, he saw the little stool running out to ask people to come in, just in time to see Liu Qingshan, immediately cheered, and ran up to hug Liu Qingshan's arm:

"Mr. Liu, when did you come back?"

Those who lined up were a little dazed. They all knew that this little girl was a signed singer of this company, so the President Liu she was talking about was the founder of Dashuxia Entertainment Company?

Liu Qingshan reached out and rubbed the head of the little stool: "I just arrived in the morning."

After speaking, he added another sentence: "It's still a bit cold today, so don't ask everyone to line up outside, and wait in the conference room."

"Mr. Liu, the conference room is full." The little stool blinked.

Although the company occupies a large area, a one-story house is really not enough. It seems that the office building must be built this year.

At the very least, all the departments must be complete, and there must be a special training room.

Liu Qingshan recruits these singers, making money is one aspect, he hopes that these singers can break through themselves and achieve greater achievements.

There was nothing he could do, he could only wave his hand to the people in line: "Our company's current conditions are still very simple, so we can only work hard for everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the short-haired Xiao Tian, ​​who left the main team, shook the small bag on his shoulder, turned and left.

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Qingshan didn't want to let this big fish go.

"I offended you just now, can your company still want me?"

The current Oda still has a rebellious streak in him.

Liu Qingshan didn't find it funny either: "I'm such a small-bellied person, I was just joking just now."

Oda then turned around and looked at him suspiciously, but he still walked back and took his original position.

"Ahem, line up, line up, no jumping in line."

Liu Qingshan coughed lightly twice, and repeated the original words.

The originally tense atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed, and smiles appeared on everyone's faces involuntarily.

"I also said that I am not narrow-minded."

Comrade Oda grumbled, then grinned and smiled, still smiling happily.

Liu Qingshan just followed the small stool into the room, and there were still three teams in the room. There were two tables in the front, and there were a few judges who made a cameo.

This is the first trial, after passing, you will be taken to the next door, and the company's more professional teachers will conduct the assessment.

Liu Qingshan found that Song Xue led Zhang qingyang and Wei Bing, who were also present, busy distributing forms to those waiting in line.

Sitting in front as the judges were two middle-aged men in their 30s. He also didn't know each other, and they were probably newly recruited musicians.

Next to them, Yoshiko was also sitting there to make up the numbers.

With his musical quality, he should be qualified for the first trial.

Liu Qingshan greeted everyone, and then sat in the front row as a judge.

He sat down vigorously, and yelled: "Split to another team, and we can make progress faster."

However, those people who lined up went to each other, and none of them was willing to come.

Everyone is thinking in the same way: so young, who knows if you understand or not, if you are really a layman and you dismiss him, it will be called injustice.

Liu Qingshan also blinked: Are you all so shameless?

Not only did the singer lose face, even the two judges frowned.

One of them didn't say a word, probably because he was very familiar with the staff after seeing Liu Qingshan coming in.

The other was more straightforward, asking in Mandarin with a slight Cantonese accent: "Who are you?"

Before Liu Qingshan could answer, Huanzi who was sitting at the other end hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, let me introduce you, this is the general manager of our Big Tree Entertainment Company; Mr. Liu, this is Mr. Xiaoqi, who just came from Guangdong Province Resign and join our company."

That Mr. Chen looked a bit refined and bookish, and nodded towards Liu Qingshan:

"It turned out to be Mr. Liu. It's a pleasure to meet you, but it's better to leave this kind of professional matter to us who are more professional."

The words are still euphemistic, but the meaning is self-evident: the layman stands aside.

Liu Qingshan still admires this kind of person, he has his own principles and persistence.

Moreover, he has also heard the other party's name, and he still understands the song "Tao Sheng".

So Liu Qingshan nodded: "Mr. Chen, welcome, our company is starting up, and we need an excellent songwriter like you."

The two stood up and shook hands, and Yoshiko next to him interjected: