"No, no, this is all daddy's!"

Huang Dingding instantly turned into a little money fan. He kicked off his legs and flew onto the bed, directly pressing three large piles of money under him.

Li Chengru burst into laughter when he saw it: "I want to take away Ding Ding too."

The little guy recognized Uncle Li and let out a sigh of relief, but he still stayed on the bed.

Li Chengru came to Huang Zhong mainly because of the problem of Wia. Director Yang took this matter very seriously, and she also wanted to make the monkey fly.

Huang Zhong handed him the prepared stack of paper, which listed all the equipment needed and detailed instructions for use.

"Teacher Xiao Huang, you are really versatile. You make money with your skills. You are awesome. Tsk tsk." Looking at the three new bundles of unity, Li Chengru was envious to death.

He worked so hard on the set that his legs were so thin that he couldn't earn so much money.

Now Li Chengru has not started to enter the shopping mall and has not become a millionaire.

Huang Zhong thought it would be safer to deposit the money in the bank as soon as possible. He was not afraid of thieves stealing it, but he was afraid that thieves would miss him.

Of course, considering how busy Xiao Lizi is, he doesn’t mind asking the other person a few words in advance and getting some pocket money for himself.

The next step is to buy a house anyway. You can’t live in a guest house every day, right?

So Huang Zhong patted Li Chengru on the shoulder: "Old Li, it's not easy to make money. You are guarding your golden rice bowl and begging for food. As the saying goes, you rely on the mountain to eat and the water to eat. You rely on the Journey to the West crew..."

"No, no, absolutely not."

Xiao Lizi's head almost shook like a rattle, "I don't dare to touch any of the crew's money. If Director Yang knew about it, he would have to skin me."

He thought Huang Zhong was asking him to make money from the crew.

In the future, the crew will take it for granted. For the current crew, basically Ding is Ding Mao and Mao, there is no ambiguity at all.

Huang Zhong shook his head: "Old Li, you still need to practice at this level. Who asked you to make money from the crew? Journey to the West is a cash cow. You can make a little money by just buying some peripherals."

Surrounding, which way?

Little Lizi looked around, wondering which way Huang Zhong was talking about.

Huang Zhong didn't bother to explain to him, so he simply gave an example: "Our crew is so popular, can you just find a printing house and make a wall calendar of the characters in Journey to the West?"

Nowadays, during the Chinese New Year, it is popular for workplaces to issue wall calendars, which are especially popular in cities. They feature movie stars, landscapes and so on.

Sometimes there are many employees in the family, so they can distribute several wall calendars during the Chinese New Year.

Xiao Lizi blinked his little eyes, thought about it, and then slapped his thigh: "Okay, it will definitely work!"

"In rural areas, more New Year pictures are printed about the Journey to the West story, such as Three Strikes of White Bone Demons and so on. Is it possible to use stills directly?"

Snap!

Xiao Lizi slapped his thigh again: "Okay!"

"There are also playing cards with characters from Journey to the West printed on them. The big king is Tathagata and the little king is Guanyin. Can that work?"

"Okay!"

"There is also Wia that we have developed. When the effect comes out, other crews will definitely be jealous of it. Can we transfer the technology and charge a fee?"

"Okay!"

"Also, can we treat you as a robber and put you there for two years?"

"Okay, wait, this won't work!"

Little Li Zi was not careful and almost sent himself in. Suddenly he felt that a door slowly opened, allowing him to see a brand new world.

At this moment, Li Chengru's businessman attributes awakened. He didn't care that his thighs were red. He pulled Huang Zhong and said with bright eyes: "Teacher Xiao Huang, no, Brother Huang, you are my brother, you

You will be my brother from now on!"

Huang Zhong looked at his posture and wanted to hug himself and take a bite. He quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Stop it, we have to discuss first how to divide the money earned."

"That's not easy to handle. If Brother Huang comes up with an idea, you just talk about it. I'll do the rest and we'll split it in half."

Xiao Lizi patted his chest vigorously. He was really convinced. Why did Mr. Huang have such a brain? He was guilty of disobeying the superior.

"Old Li, you look a little ugly when you eat."

Huang Zhongze smiled and shook his head, "Think about it, there is no airtight wall. If your colleagues in the crew know this, you are using everyone's influence to make money. What will everyone think of you?"

"That's the truth. So, Brother Huang, what do you think we should do? We can't all share it equally. There are only dozens of actors in our crew." Xiao Lizi just felt itchy and unbearable, but there was no good way.
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Huang Zhongze continued to say cheerfully: "When we brothers handle these things, we must take the lead, each with 30%, and the rest goes to the crew. We will share the benefits, and no one can find fault."

"If we brothers get a lot, will others have any objections?"

Lao Li is still some distance away from a profiteer now, and he is still several stories behind.

Huang Zhong continued the interview: "When you are negotiating with the factory, you won't bring up our share separately."

Yes, this kind of operation can still be done. Lao Li rubbed his hands excitedly and decided to have a good chat with the manufacturer then.

Seeing his eagerness to try, Huang Zhong patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Li, do your best, I'm optimistic about you."

Little Plum nodded and bowed for a while, then ran away in a gust of wind. He quickly ran back, picked up the drawing on the coffee table, took out a ticket from his pocket and threw it to Huang Zhong. This time he really disappeared.

Huang Zhong looked at the bicycle ticket in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: Lao Li is still reliable in doing things.

"Dad, what are you worried about, Uncle Li?" Huang Dingding finally got off the bed.

"He is anxious to help his father make money."

Huang Zhong touched his daughter's little head and found that the environment had indeed changed. The little girl had been in the city for a few days. Her skin became whiter and her face was less chapped. Her clothes were also changed to bragi, and she became more and more cute.

Little princess.

Huang Dingding also nodded seriously: "Then Uncle Li is really a good uncle."

Huang Zhong led his daughter out and first found a bank to exchange the money into a passbook.

Nowadays, we don’t have bank cards or anything like that, we just have passbooks, but the interest on saving money is really high.

For the time being, he could only keep his passbook close to his body, and then he went to the store on the bicycle ticket, and soon a brand new permanent 28-year-old bicycle came out, which cost him 180 yuan.

It is inconvenient to squeeze into the bus, so it is better to get a bicycle first.

Huang Dingding was also happy. She stood no taller than the bicycle beam and kept jumping up.

Huang Zhong carried his daughter up, sat on the crossbar, and then flew into the car with one leg. He pressed the car bell with his finger, and the car bell buzzed, making a clear ringing sound all the way.

I rode all the way to the orchestra courtyard, pushed the bike into the carport, locked the bike, and pulled out the key, all in a graceful manner.

Buying a 28-inch bumper now will catch up to driving a motorcycle ten years later.

After leaving the carport, I discovered that my daughter was rubbing her butt there. The clothes she wore in the summer were thin, and the beam was just an iron pipe. Of course, she was very uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.

This is not possible. I have to buy a child car seat no matter what. I don’t know if it is sold.

People at this time have strong hands-on skills and usually do it by themselves.

This kind of car seat has long since disappeared after a few decades. It is usually a small semicircular guardrail welded with steel bars. A semicircular wooden board is placed at the base, and a small cushion is placed on the wooden board for people to sit on.

Finally, it was fixed. Two brackets were welded with steel bars at the bottom, and the middle ones were inserted into the beams. The extended brackets were tied to the tripod on the other side, which made them more stable.

When riding a bicycle, the child is equivalent to sitting in the arms of an adult. It is not in the way at all and is quite safe.

Huang Zhong led his daughter into the rehearsal room. Today there were more than ten people, and all kinds of instrumental music were fully equipped.

"Brother Xu is here." Drummer Zhao was the first to come up and say hello, and he was very affectionate.

"Oh, Teacher Xu Xian, who does this child belong to? He is so beautiful!" Sister Bai picked up Huang Dingding. The little girl is quite rare.

"My name is Huang Dingding, and my father's name is Huang Zhong, not Xu Xian." Well, the little guy will leak the secret to his father as soon as he comes.

Huang Zhongze explained: "Penname, pen name."

"Then I'll call you Brother Huang." Drummer Zhao threw a filter over, which was the front door.

Huang Zhong Pendulum waved his hand, he doesn’t smoke.

Soon the band continued to practice, and Huang Zhong had nothing to do. The professional performance team did not need his help at all.

Huang Dingding saves trouble, doesn't cry or make trouble, and just plays by herself. Just now, Sister Bai found her a musical instrument, and the little guy just held it and boasted about it.

Huang Zhong had nothing to do anyway, so he just played with his daughter. Perhaps due to genetic reasons, Huang Dingding has been interested in musical instruments since he was a child.

In the past, when Huang Zhong was a private teacher, he also led the little ones in class, and they all learned to play the harmonica.

Huang Zhong taught me for a while, and the little guy was quite smart and could actually play some tunes.

During this period, deputy leader Zhao came once and clapped his hands to stop the practice: "I just received a call from the top. Today, colleagues from island countries are coming for exchanges and visits. Don't let your guard down."

"Who is here? It's just a bunch of laymen?" Drummer Zhao yelled.

Deputy leader Zhao glared at him: "You guys are honest, Mr. Ozawa is leading the team this time!"

Everyone was really quiet now. Even though they are considered a first-class performance team in China, they are incomparable to others. Conductor Ozawa is a world-class conductor and is not on the same level at all.

Since the establishment of diplomatic relations with the island country in the 1970s, the relationship between the two countries has entered a honeymoon period. All kinds of friendly exchanges have been in full swing, most in the cultural and economic fields. For example, the most lively one at that time was the Sino-Japanese Go Tournament.

It made Nie Xuanfeng famous.
To be continued...