Chapter 25

After a arduous negotiation, Miss Liu gave the condition that if Wang Yang really could help Yihonglou win the battle with three other buildings and pavilions, then he would be given 500 jin as a reward.

If Wang Yang can really make Yihonglou perform successfully at the Bianhe event and win the top ten, then Yihonglou can give Wang Yang a thousand guan as a reward.

And if he can make it to the top three and get the opportunity to perform in the Royal Garden, Miss Liu will take the lead and give him 10% of the Yihonglou dry stocks as a reward.

You should know that the entire industry of Yihonglou has earned two or three thousand guan every month even in the past recession, but now the monthly income of business is close to six or seven thousand guan.

There seems to be not many 10% of the stocks, but as long as Yihong Building does not fall, Wang Yang will make money while lying down. He may even make a profit of hundreds of coins every month. What a good thing this is, and this is why Wang Yang seems so surprised just now.

He couldn't help but admire the girl Liu Yiyi's decisive decision, but she was much better than her mother Wang Po. If Wang Po was at most a successful lord, then Liu Yiyi had the ability to expand territory. Staying in such a market would be too useless.

Wang Yang had just left for a while, and Wang Po returned to the house. After hearing what his daughter did, her face changed a little. It took a long time to suppress her anger. "Daughter, you are my own daughter, how could you do this? This Yihonglou is my lifeblood. How could you make such a decision without discussing with me?"

"Mom, my daughter is like you. I hope Yihonglou will get better and better. You can relieve the fire first and listen to your daughter tell you?"

"Mom also knows that you have always been a very calm person. Well, let's listen to what you think first, and you will share a 10% share of your share."

"Mom, do you think Wang Yang is a thing in the pool?" Liu Yiyi walked behind Wang Po and beat her back and asked softly.

Wang Po was slightly stunned, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly shook his head. "Although this kid is stunned and arrogant, he is indeed not an ordinary person."

"And he helped our Yihonglou to the present level, and he made great contributions..." Wang Po calmed down and said a very pleasing word of praise.

"Well, are you worried that he can do it or not?" Seeing his mother's concentrating and thinking look, Liu Yiyi smiled sweetly.

"This..." This really stunned Wang Po. Liu Yiyi added another sentence. "If so, he can really let our Yihonglou enter the top three and get the opportunity to enter the royal garden, and have the opportunity to perform in front of the emperor of the Song Dynasty? Compared with Yihonglou's 10% shares, I believe you must know more about the more important ones than me."

Wang Po couldn't help but fall into a long silence. Yes, my biggest wish in my life is to allow Yihonglou to grow and grow? If Yihonglou can really enter the first-class industry, then I will also explain to the sisters who are still in the building to retire. Even if I close my eyes directly, I will be willing to...

"It was my mother who was confused for a moment. She only saw the small profits in front of her, but she could not see the overall situation. She almost mistakenly blamed my good daughter." Wang Po took Liu Yiyi's hand apologetically and let her sit beside her and said.

"Mom, why do you say this? I am your daughter. My mother is better than a daughter. Mom, you are a little anxious, but you have always had a long-term vision and ambition. This is what my daughter admires the most..." Liu Yiyi smiled sweetly, put her head on Wang Po's shoulders, and said with a relaxed eyebrows and bent her eyes.

Outside the house, approaching dusk, the setting sun passed through the thin gauze curtain and shone into the house, forming a piece of warm-toned mottled mark on the faces and clothes of the mother and daughter.

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Miss Yunyan and several girls who are best at musical instruments in Yihong Building, all of them looked confused at the faces of confusion at the same time as if they were enjoying music at all, but like the one who was performing three silences.

"No, no, no, it's not like this kind of music, we don't need such music..." After listening to the music that these girls are best, Wang Yang's brows were tightly closed. Such music was both soft and soft. It was quite suitable to sing small songs or use them to sad the spring and autumn.

However, Wang Yang has only one goal now. How to make Yihonglou shine and even look at the eyes of all the people in the world, the difficulty will naturally rise. Therefore, such a small tune is really unfavorable to the eyes of Wang Da artist and conductor Wang Da.

Unfortunately, in this era, the musical instruments in front of us have been regarded as the essence passed down by the Chinese nation, whether it is the pipa, qin, si, zheng, or Xiao (whoever says important things twice, I think I understand them are all the lay Buddhists of Wushan. Remember that Lao Wang is very positive and glorious).

However, how to combine these instruments is a big problem. In addition, Wang Yang's mind is a little confused. Is it more exciting to have a kindergarten version of the Yellow River chorus? Or is the Tang Dynasty band version of the Internationale more positive?

Well, the above two sentences are pure nonsense. If you really want to do that, let alone performing it, maybe this person only likes to be sad about spring and autumn. The deadly hard-working actors who are brainwashed by the ideological and cultural traditions of feudal society will first pick up musical instruments to let themselves know what the Song Dynasty women are.

So the question is, if you can't be too excited, what kind of music can transcend time and space? Wang Yang fell into deep thoughts.

At this moment, a voice that was neither yin nor yang sounded in Wang Yang's ears. "Brother Wang, please think about things when you think about things. Don't always look around your eyes. What kind of thing do you think about them? How can you see Miss Cai'er's face be red?"

"What? I'm considering what kind of music art to touch people's hearts. My whole mind is in a very self-centered state. How can I look at anyone?" Wang Yang turned his head with a confused look on his face and said to Liu Yiyi.

"Really?" Liu Yiyi raised her eyebrows and looked at the hooligan with a very unkind tone.

"Okay, okay, these are not important. What we need to do is to create a song of excellent and beautiful music to touch people's hearts, right?" Wang Yang said seriously. Well, I was a little distracted just now, but I didn't mean it. It just happened to be the angle, just to appreciate the beautiful curve of that kind of woman. What's the matter?

The foreign sculpture artists are so hooligan that they play with mud every day. They can't stop playing for three or five months after playing. They just admire them for a few glances. What's the matter?

However, not everyone can understand the artist's vision, so Wang Yang is too lazy to care about these women who have been deeply poisoned by feudal thoughts and brainwashed them.
Chapter completed!