Wang Heng and Han Yixuan stood in the lounge, looking at the bar owner Tao who was also standing in front of him.

Brother Tao was confused, his eyebrows and nose were about to frown together. He hesitated and said, "I understand that Xiao Pei's current price is not something I can afford, but at least half of the popularity of this store depends on Xiao Pei..."

Wang Heng and Han Yixuan looked at each other, and their eyes were a little joking. No matter how much business Pei Ningle recruited, she only got two hundred a day. The daily profit of the bar is obviously far exceeding this number. Since there is no share, what else can I say?

"You are too heavy, so half of it is so exaggerated. She only sings for less than two hours a day," Wang Heng smiled and played Tai Chi. "And now we have the task of recording the program, we need to prepare our personal original albums and music festival performance invitations. These are too energy-consuming to add up. It is probably not possible to sing them regularly in your place."

What he wanted to refuse was Brother Tao's request to "keep Pei Ningle to sing regularly in this bar". It was eight hundred each time, once a week, and could get one tenth of the bar's net profit every month. This condition was already the best treatment that Brother Tao dared to give, but in Wang Heng's eyes, it was obviously too far away.

Of course, Pei Ningle had also obtained the bar share for a few days before, which was the marketing plan of "finding brother". But now, both Brother Tao and Wang Heng regard it as nothing, and ignored it as much as possible and downplayed it. After all, as Pei Ningle began to gain fame, such things that were not investigated would become more and more dangerous, whether it was for her or the bar.

Han Yixuan added: "Anyway, Xiaole lives nearby. If she has free time in the future, she can still come back here and sing a few songs."

Brother Tao sighed: "It's OK, but I'm afraid I can't explain it to the customer..."

Wang Heng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, just to be honest. After the show, I don't have time to sing here on a daily basis. Everyone will definitely understand. Moreover, Xiaole will not need to pay for sing here in the future."

"Then we'll go out to see it later," Brother Tao said helplessly, "Today, this should be the last one, right?"

Wang Heng: "So you don't need to give money..."

"No, no, no, this money must be given!" Brother Tao insisted strongly about this, "We will do the same thing. As long as Xiao Pei sings with me for one day, he will give me a day of money. We agreed at the beginning, even if she becomes a big star with a million-dollar appearance fee in the future!"

———

Pei Ningle stood on the small circular stage in the bar and sang the last song of today, which is the "Dawn" he sang on the show recently.

"I heard the harp play crystals and weave them into beautiful poems, and I saw you..."

The last high notes were finished and the accompaniment was not finished, and cheers and applause sounded in the bar as if they could overturn the roof.

Everyone gathered here has seen Pei Ningle's performance on the CCTV program, and understands that today's girl is different from the past, and she is already flapping her wings and about to fly. Moreover, before tonight's performance, Brother Tao had already asked the bar staff to speak out - this is probably Pei Ningle's last show in our store.

So the atmosphere tonight is naturally completely different from the past. Although the venue is limited, the audience is as enthusiastic as if they are at the performance of a well-known singer.

Looking at the audience who squeezed the bar to the point of being thrust, the girl's big eyes flashed with tears.

After waiting for a while, after everyone was quieter, she said to the microphone: "Thank you for your support all the time, thank you, I..."

When the girl was choking, she heard a few people shouting "No need to thank you" in the audience and couldn't help laughing.

Then she continued: "You may already know that from tomorrow onwards, I will no longer be a resident singer here. Because I have to record programs, write new songs, and there are many other things... Of course, you may still see me here, because I will come back to sing when I have time in the future."

For a moment, the bar started to make a noise again.

Among the applause and cheers, there were also people shouting blessings, as well as "Enke" and "Another song", and some even shouting "Don't run", but they were quickly drowned.

Pei Ningle's eyes swept over these enthusiastic audiences, and his eyes suddenly froze on the two people in the corner.

Standing there were Wang Heng and Han Yixuan.

———

Wang Heng and Han Yixuan stood in the corner of the bar, looking at Pei Ningle who was a little moved on the stage and the audience who were warmly echoing the audience, whispering - of course, although the two stood side by side, they carefully maintained a distance of nearly half a meter, so they did not look ambiguous.

Han Yixuan recalled the last conversation between Brother Yu Tao just now and couldn't help but sigh: "I still want you to do it, but I'm still embarrassed to refuse. I always feel that it's a bit bad when I leave my previous partners when I come out, so I don't know how to refuse..."

Wang Heng said calmly: "There is nothing to be embarrassed about when doing business. And the key is that before we make a move, we did not regard us as important partners. The rewards were settled every day, and there was only a very simple contract, which was not binding on both parties. This means that as long as they are willing, they can terminate the employment at any time and there is no cost of default."

Han Yixuan: "But I always feel that Brother Tao is our friend..."

"Come on, why not?" Wang Heng smiled, "but for ordinary friends who are not that close, they must settle the score clearly when it comes to long-term planning. To be honest, Brother Tao's choice is not wrong. If I were in his position, I would probably make the same choice."

Han Yixuan: "The same choice?"

Wang Heng explained: "If there is no formal contract, if something changes occur, such as if Xiaole suddenly can't continue singing or the bar no longer needs a resident singer, he can fire Xiaole at any time."

Han Yixuan patted Wang Heng's shoulder like a good friend and smiled: "But he didn't expect that Xiaole would become popular on the show."

Wang Heng shrugged: "It's normal, Xiaole himself didn't think of this."

Suddenly, Han Yixuan felt the phone in her jeans' pocket vibrate, and took it out and looked at it. The next moment, the girl's face suddenly frozen.

She said in a daze: "That music festival officially gave us a quote, with a single appearance fee of 50,000 yuan, reimbursement of round-trip accommodation and air tickets, and it is also business class..."

Wang Heng smiled and said, "There are so many at once, isn't it great?"

But Han Yixuan's face was a little complicated.

She struggled for a while and finally asked, "How should I share this money?"

"We have an agreement." Wang Heng said calmly.

After all, the gap between the broker's share from Pei Ningle is really big compared to the investment returns in the past two or three months. Faced with tens of thousands of dollars, Wang Heng, who is not short of food, finally has the confidence to remain calm.

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