The singers who sent the money smiled after being excited.

There are still those who haven't paid the money, mainly those behind the scenes, and they can't hide their disappointment. I guess when they come to them, they will only give a consolation prize of one or two hundred yuan at most, right?

Then they heard the young Mr. Liu say: "Our company under the tree is different from other families. The singers are glamorous on the stage. In fact, half of the credit is all due to everyone's behind the scenes, so they also have to reward them."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel energetic, and then they heard Liu Qingshan continue to say:

"The bonus base of everyone is also 2,000 yuan, and according to their contributions, there are improvements. Just like this time, the song on the platform is very popular, and the songwriters will receive rewards. For every good song, there will be an additional reward of 5,000 yuan!"

In the crowded hut, it suddenly became silent.

A middle-aged man who composed the music suddenly murmured: "It's valuable, my hard work is finally valuable!"

A very big man, his eyes were wet.

No one laughed at him because they were all in the same mood.

On the one hand, it is based on this considerable bonus, and on the other hand, it comes from a sense of identity.

Under the big tree, their labor has received the respect they deserve, and a true sense of belonging lingers in everyone's hearts, just like the ancients: A man dies for his confidant!

You should know that in the current environment, the spiritual wealth they have worked hard to create really does not get the value they deserve.

Perhaps it is because of the spiritual level that they have indeed received respect and love; but in terms of material things, they are basically the same as ordinary people who rely on their wages, and they are even more poor. After all, creation also requires a certain amount of investment.

When writing a song, it may only cost a few dozen yuan.

Just like Mr. Wang, the chief composer of the 87th edition of Dream of Red Mansions, he frowned for a year and was polished. How to measure the value of this song?

Mr. Wang hosted all the music of this TV series, and the reward was 250 yuan per episode, and after tax deduction, he left 200 yuan. The entire drama made less than 10,000 yuan.

What we put in is more than a thousand days and months of hard work.

Although people in this era are full of professionalism, people still hope that their labor can create greater value, make their lives and family life better.

After all the bonuses were paid, it was obvious that everyone's spirit became different from before.

Liu Qingshan used money and respect to everyone firmly fixed on the big tree.

Liu Qingshan also enjoys this atmosphere, both with interest entanglements and emotional bonds. Compared to the cold money relationship, it makes people feel more comfortable.

He looked at the paper on his hand again: "There are still several lyricists who are not in our company at present, but the bonus is still quite large."

"Teacher Huang from Southern Flower City, the girls under the platform and street lights created this time are very popular. We will send someone to give you a bonus of 10,000 yuan, and..."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this: Can you still reward like this?

This bonus can be saved, and I am not from my own company anyway.

However, this young Mr. Liu treated everyone equally and gave it to him. This is because there are so many people who have money... Haha.

There are also some nimble and thoughtful thoughts in their hearts, especially singers who have not yet made their debut, and they all become excited one by one.

They can imagine: With the company's reward method, who will give it to whom if there is a good work in the future?

Then there is no need to say, of course it is for the big tree!

With good works, who benefits the most, of course, is the singers.

For a time, the singers' eyes shone brightly, both men and women, and they could foresee their bright future, including their money.

Some people also contacted Mr. Liu’s other identity, who also wrote lyrics and composing music.

No wonder it attaches so much importance.

They didn't know that Liu Qingshan was not a professional musician after all, and he could do it if he made one or two songs. If Dashu Entertainment Company wants to develop, it has to rely on the joint efforts of those professionals.

His actions are to hope to attract as many talents as possible in this era of wild growth.

"Mr. Liu, my teacher created a new song called "Sinnian". I want to ask if I can leave it to me to sing."

Crayon...Amao raised his hand excitedly.

She does have a good teacher.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "As long as you try it, and the treatment will be based on the rules of our company."

At this time, someone raised his hand again. It was Senior Sister Song Xue: "Mr. Liu, do we staff have any bonuses?"

In the past few months, Song Xue has been the most active employee in the company and has outstanding abilities.

Her family is well off, so she is not fighting for herself, but mainly because she has those classmates who have been voluntarily helping.

Liu Qingshan looked at her and smiled: "Others have it, but you don't have it for a hard work fee of 200 yuan, but Senior Sister Song."

"Okay, everyone finally didn't work in vain!"

Song Xue cheered, then her little face collapsed, and she muttered: "Why don't I?"

"Because of your treatment, you are on the same level as Zhang Pengfei and others."

Liu Qingshan is preparing to expand the shareholders under the big tree, and in addition to the four-person group in their dormitory, he will absorb Gao Lingfeng and Song Xue.

Song Xueliang's eyes became brighter and she whispered "Thank you" in her mouth.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand and said, "Okay, there is another thing below. We need to go to Chuncheng for a performance before the New Year. Everyone is ready to go. Please remind me that it is colder there, so wear more cotton clothes."

"To add, this performance, the members are all from our company under the tree." Gao Lingfeng looked at the singers with excitement, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In just a few months, the company will be able to achieve a small scale and the future is promising.

The meeting ended after the arrangement, but everyone was reluctant to leave for a long time. For this place that seemed a bit messy, I suddenly had feelings for it, just like my own home.

Liu Qingshan put on his coat and hat first: "Why don't you leave? Are you holding money in your pocket and worried about robbery?"

He was joking, pushing the door and out of the house, snowflakes floated outside, and it was shining, and the world was clean.

...

When Liu Qingshan led forty or fifty people from Dashuxia Entertainment Company to leave Chuncheng Railway Station, many people muttered, "It's so cold! It's so cold!"

Especially Xiao Stool and the others from the south, they trembled.

"The car is here, everyone get in first!"

Liu Qingshan shouted, and then walked towards Lu Wen and others who were waiting here. They were mainly from the Automobile Factory Union, and Liu Qingshan had contact with him.

He shook hands with these old acquaintances affectionately, and said happily: "Secretary Lu, this station is quite high."

Lu Wen seemed to have been a little thinner and reached out to pat Liu Qingshan on the shoulder: "We just came four cars, and I thought you only had a dozen people. What a guy, big army!"

Looking at the large group of people in front of him, Lu Wen was also a little confused: this scene seemed a bit big.

"That's it, that's it, you have to be worthy of the fellow villagers in your hometown." Liu Qingshan still smiled.

"Okay, we are not afraid of the number of people. Green mountains, you are becoming more and more promising, and there are so many people in the capital."

Lu Wen couldn't help but sigh that he had been in contact with Liu Qingshan for several years and he was still standing still, while the boy at that time had already flown higher and higher.

"It's okay, they are all their own people." Liu Qingshan responded.

Then I heard a scream: "Xiao Cui, I'm the one who has nothing to say!"

Lu Wenxun looked at him as a young man from the trade union, and a young girl could not help but make a little fuss.

Wait, Xiao Cui, is it the one who promotes in the newspaper who goes abroad to sing and brings glory to the country?

Lu Wen was stunned for a moment. His focus was naturally different from that of a small businessman, but one thing was the same: this is a big star!

"Qingshan, it's not bad, you can invite them all!" Lu Wen's chubby face and a stronger smile. After Liu Qingshan's introduction, he stepped forward to shake hands with everyone one by one.

"Welcome, it's cold here. Comrades have worked hard, get on the bus quickly."

Lu Wen was unfamiliar with the names of these singers, but the young people who accompanied him all opened their mouths in surprise and let the bitter cold wind pour into their mouths.

"The Queen of the Tape with Big Bang Head, Oh my God, can you invite this?"

"And this one, isn't it the one who sings the little girl under the street light? Haha, I saw it alive today..."

There were not enough cars to pick up the station, so I called ten taxis temporarily, and then the convoy drove directly to the car factory's own guesthouse. Soon, the news was spread.

The names of these singers were also passed down together.

On the way to the guesthouse, Lu Wen was also surprised when he heard his subordinates talking about the excellence of these singers:

I thought I was just to invite some unknown singers, but I never expected that they would be so big.

It seems that we have to report to the factory leaders that the reception specifications must be improved.

When we arrived at the guesthouse, the conditions here were quite good, even better than those big hotels.

Everyone divided the rooms and cleaned them up briefly, and were taken to the restaurant for supper.

In addition to the leaders and representatives of the factory, nearly ten tables were sat in total.

When the food was served, the guests were stunned: Good guy, the big bowls and basins were all served. The most exaggerated thing was the big fish, which was served directly on a big tea plate, which was really shocking.

The big crystal elbow, look at that head, it must be at least four or five pounds!

Lu Wen, on behalf of the factory leader, said very politely, and then started eating.

Liu Qingshan did not move his chopsticks at first, and led Lu Wen and other leaders to toast at the table, and then sat down and stopped eating.

"It's still the big elbow that's satisfying!" Zhang Pengfei smiled with his trembling elbow.
To be continued...