Hello, 1983

The latest website: In the Capital Hotel, Liu Qingshan and the others occupied seven or eight tables.

There were players from both sides of the game, as well as McCall and other embassy staff, as well as singers like Lao Cui and the others, plus Xiao Wu and others, it was really lively.

In addition, Song Xue and several other main members of the student union were also busy.

There are also three brothers who sleep with Liu Qingshan. Many of the singers today are potential artists from their company.

As for the school leaders, they were actually invited, but they were a bit embarrassed. The key point was that the school's funds were tight, and they couldn't afford the meal expenses, so they were embarrassed to come to eat.

It just so happened that without school leaders, the students were more open.

When the wine and vegetables are served, pour all kinds of drinks, and eat and drink lively.

Liu Qingshan accompanies him to drink a cup at this table, and he will accompany him at the other table. Fortunately, he always drinks beer and does not drink too much.

Drinking is really the best way to enhance friendship. The students of Beijing University and those foreign students soon began to call themselves brothers.

As for McCall and the others, they were accompanied by Xiao Wu and others. They were all old acquaintances, and they had a great time drinking and chatting.

"Third, let's have some food first. Let's chat at the singer's table in a while."

Liu Qingshan gave Xu Changsheng a large crystal elbow.

Xu Chang grew up so big, and it was the first time he entered a restaurant. It was such a high-end hotel, so he seemed a little restrained.

After eating the soft, waxy and fragrant elbow, Xu Changsheng glanced at the table next to him:

"Fourth, if our company can sign one or two, then we don't have to worry about the tape."

Liu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder: "Let's have a good meal first."

Xu Changsheng nodded: "It's delicious, but it's a bit expensive. This table is just over 30 yuan, which is enough for our meals for a month."

More than 30 yuan, a large table of wine and food, in the eyes of later generations, it is completely cheap.

However, at that time, he directly ate half a month's salary.

"That's why you have to work hard to make money, so that you and the people who care about you can have a good life." Liu Qingshan didn't say any big reason, and really lost a sentence.

When the meal was almost finished, Liu Qingshan held the wine glass and led Zhang Pengfei and the others to toast Lao Cui's large table.

Song Xue and the other cadres of the student union also hurried over together, and it was very pleasing to be able to chat with their idols.

Although their college students are the best of the best, they are also young people who like to listen to music.

Everyone was full of wine, and Liu Qingshan spoke first: "Thank you for coming to our Beijing University today. I must have seen the enthusiasm of our students at Beijing University and their love for everyone."

"I hope everyone here will go to Beijing University for a concert if they have the opportunity."

It is not possible for anyone to go to a university like Beijing University to hold a concert, so these singers also raised their glasses with a smile.

"Wait, the singer is full, and you have to sing a toast."

Zhang Pengfei is quite good at enlivening the atmosphere.

The crowd naturally cheered loudly, and even the people at the surrounding tables also cheered.

"If you want to sing, the master has to sing."

The Jade Rabbit Spirit is rather eccentric, with a sweet smile on his face, looking at Liu Qingshan.

This proposal is naturally more popular.

"I've convinced you guys. This is not a banquet, and I want to show my ugliness."

Liu Qingshan could not have imagined that in the end, he would be the first to emerge.

Of course everyone refused to obey, there was no way to do it, Liu Qingshan had no choice but to hold a glass of wine, and then sang a distant song from his mouth:

"On the sky of the geese, there are rows of pairs..."

"Drink up the wine, refill it, and don't get drunk tonight..."

Especially when this sentence was sung, the atmosphere at the wine table suddenly exploded. Everyone held up the wine glasses in front of them. Whether it was wine or drinks, they all drank it. Even those girls showed a bit of pride.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from the depths of the grassland, and it was in harmony with Liu Qingshan's singing.

Everyone looked at it, but it was a young man with long hair. His appearance was a little strange, and his voice was even more strange. This kind of sound came from his throat.

Liu Qingshan was also quite puzzled: there are still people here who know Khumai.

Taking a closer look, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but want to laugh: Isn't this Uncle Teng, he's still a wind-chasing boy with fluttering long hair!

Not to mention, with the addition of Uncle Teng Khumai, this swan goose is even more felt, and even the foreigners present were completely stunned.

After the song was over, Liu Qingshan pulled Uncle Teng, put his arms on his chest and bowed.

The young Uncle Teng's face turned red with excitement: "This song is so good, it makes me feel like I'm back in the grasslands. Can you let me sing this song, I'm sure I won't bury it."

Liu Qingshan shook his head.

Uncle Teng immediately lowered his head like Gesanghua who was beaten by frost.

"Because I didn't write this song, so I didn't say it." Liu Qingshan said with a smile.

But he still patted Uncle Teng on the shoulder: "Only the nation belongs to the world."

Uncle Teng couldn't help trembling. He felt like he understood. He was trying to compose a song of his own nation recently, but he was worried that this road would not work.

Today, this song and this sentence by Liu Qingshan made him firm up his confidence all of a sudden.

Only the nation is the world.

Many singers silently experience this sentence in their hearts, and have many feelings in their hearts.

Because domestic popular music has just developed, everyone is now generally influenced by Europe, America, Hong Kong and Taiwan.

Uncle Teng was excited, he drank the wine, refilled it, and had another cup with Liu Qingshan: "I heard that you are going to set up an audio-visual company, can I join?"

He is still unknown now. Today, he is just here to join in the fun. Why doesn't Master Teng want to make a tape?

It's not yet popular to do business and perform in acupoints. The life of ordinary singers is also very difficult, and they all rely on that salary.

"Okay, welcome." Liu Qingshan knew Uncle Teng's strength, and naturally he would not refuse.

"Yes, yes, warm welcome!"

Zhang Pengfei and several people were also excited: the company has not yet opened, so some people are joining!

Song Xue next to her was also full of joy. These days, she has been running the formalities with Zhang Peng, and she considers herself a part of the company.

Although the singer just now, she has no impression and is not famous, but after all, she is a professional, what if it becomes popular in the future?

"Unfortunately, I signed a contract with a record company and cannot join."

A voice with regret came, it was the sweet girl.

This one is currently popular, a cassette can sell millions of copies, and is the record holder for the highest single cassette tape.

Song Xue was also very regretful: If this Li singer joins, then why worry?

At this time, another voice came into her ears: "I'm a solo worker, I'll join you under the big tree."

Song Xue couldn't help covering her mouth when she saw the speaker, she couldn't believe her ears.

That is the queen of tapes, and it is definitely the guarantee of sales.

How is it possible that the Queen of Tapes agreed to join their small company that has not yet completed the formalities?

"Count me in, too." Old Cui also expressed his attitude.

This time, the wine table became silent, only Liu Qingshan stretched out his hand with a smile, shook hands with the two, and said two welcomes.

As for Zhang Pengfei and the others, they were completely dumbfounded.

Song Xue finally regained her senses, and her eyes fell on Liu Qingshan. Needless to say, if people are willing to join their company, this junior must have done a lot of work behind the scenes.

But what is it that attracts these well-known singers to embrace them one after another?

Song Xue probably didn't understand this question for a while, but her confidence in staying in the company also became firmer.

After the banquet was over, Liu Qingshan sent everyone away, and then followed Xiao Wu and the others to leave and go to the construction site at the Asian Games Village.

He had already received the news that just yesterday, the reinforcements of the brigade had arrived, and the speed was far beyond his expectations.

I thought it would take at least half a month, but it came in less than ten days. This speed is really only possible for the troops to march in a hurry.

When we approached Zhenwu Temple Village, we could see a large group of people working on the construction site from a distance.

There are also vehicles coming and going, transporting truckloads of building materials away.

When we got closer, I saw a lot of construction machinery, even two large cranes, which were hoisting the beams of the hall on the trucks.

Look at those busy figures, all in green military uniforms, but with cap badges and collars removed, all of them are veterans.

Seeing that Uncle Lao Mao'er and Wang Xiaobing were gathering together to study something, Liu Qingshan and the others hurried over.

I saw that Writer Shu was also leading several consultants, and they were here, one by one, the excitement on their faces had not completely subsided. .

Seeing Liu Qingshan, Writer Shu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Qingshan, you are really generous, generous!"

Today is a rest day, so these consultants also came early.

As a result, when I got here, I was frightened. More than 200 veterans were lining up neatly here.

There are also more than 100 large trucks, as well as various construction machinery, all parked here, with a driver standing next to each vehicle, the scene is very spectacular.

There are more than 300 people and more than 100 vehicles, as if they are an army ready to go, ready to enter the battlefield at any time.

Seeing Writer Shu and the others, they were all excited, and they just wanted to roll up their sleeves and work hard.

Since I participated in this big project, I have been leading the villagers to make small troubles here these days.

Writer Shu and the others are also a little worried: this can't be relocated to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?

Now, they finally saw the reinforcements and the confidence of Liu Qingshan.

There are so many people and cars, people need to eat, and cars need to drink oil. How much investment does this person eat?

If you don't really want to do something, who is willing to invest so much in it?

Therefore, in their hearts, they were convinced of Liu Qingshan's group.

Now that the main master was coming, they all gathered around enthusiastically, with sincere and enthusiastic smiles on their faces, and greeted Liu Qingshan one after another.

Except Writer Shu who affectionately called "Qingshan", the rest of the people called Mr. Liu, the kind of respect that comes from the heart, anyone can feel it.

This kind of respect is definitely not because of power and money, but because of the common belief in their hearts.

If there was still some estrangement between the two sides in the past, then now, they have become a complete family.

Of course Liu Qingshan could also feel this change, and shook hands with everyone enthusiastically:

"Now I can get rid of my arms and have a big fight. I usually come to school occasionally, and I will work hard for the consultants in the future."

Everyone laughed, and Writer Shu almost patted his chest: "Don't worry, Qingshan, everyone will take this as their own career in the future."

With their words, Liu Qingshan is really relieved. He is confident that within three years and five years, the film and television base will take shape.

As for future improvements and additions, it will be a protracted work.

When everyone met, they talked about business. It turned out that it was Writer Shu who saw so many reinforcements, and their confidence increased greatly. They discussed building an antique dwelling in the film and television base.

Materials, such as the blue bricks and blue tiles of these old houses in the village, can be used.

I originally thought that this project was too large, so I didn't dare to think about it. Now that I see so many people and vehicles, I put this idea up again.

In these professional matters, Liu Qingshan did not follow along, and completely let Shu Writer and his consultants do it.

As for whether the dwellings were built in the Tang and Song styles, or in the Ming and Qing dynasties, he did not care.

This kind of trust is also called the urge to die for the confidant in the hearts of consultants and experts.

Liu Qingshan dragged Wang Xiaobing and the others and asked about the placement of these newcomers.

More than 300 people, eating and drinking Lazard, that is not a trivial matter.

If we don't do a good job in logistical support, wouldn't we betray the trust of others.

Wang Xiaobing and Cao Xiaofei began to report to Liu Qingshan: Except for the more than 100 drivers, the remaining 200 people are all retired engineers.

At the new site after the relocation, a temporary work shed has been built, and more than a dozen local villagers have been hired to help with cooking.

Cao Xiaofei is now mainly in charge of logistics.

Although it is already autumn, it is still not cold, and it is possible to live in the shed for more than a month.

During this period of time, with the strength of these engineers, they must have been able to build houses and live in them after winter.

If you want to build residential houses, that's fine.

Liu Qingshan instructed Cao Xiaofei again, telling him to prepare food well every day, as well as the daily necessities of the engineering soldiers and the like.

After he finished speaking, Wang Xiaobing reported again:

"Boss, there is another situation. I made a rough calculation last night. The monthly expenses of our large engineering team, plus the personnel expenses and the wear and tear of machinery, are not a small amount."

"One month, at least 100,000 yuan."

Cao Xiaofei, who was next to him, also nodded his head, obviously agreeing with him.

The little brothers are also anxious: building a film and television base has made it clear that within three years and five years, there will be no output.

If this is done year by year, even if you just put money into it, you won't be able to build a mountain of gold.

Writer Shu and the others gradually gathered around them. They were not ignorant of human fireworks, and of course they were very concerned about this.

It would be a pity if Liu Qingshan couldn't bear this kind of consumption and gave up halfway.

Sitting on the mountain is indeed not what Liu Qingshan wants to see. Looking at those construction machinery, more than half of them are still parked behind and idle, and he gradually has a calculation in his heart.

At this time, I saw two engineering off-road vehicles driving towards this side, and the road was full of dust.

A few days ago, a group of people wearing safety helmets came down. There were two of them. Everyone had frequent contact with them. They had known each other for a long time. They were engineers from the construction side of the Asian Games Village.

Seeing the eyes of this group of people, Liu Qingshan was looking at those large machines eagerly, so the corners of his mouth could not help but tilt slightly: It seems that there is a business coming to the door.