Rebirth 84 Everything depends on hands

Han Bing told several people what happened. It turned out that Han Bing had been doing well in the provincial art troupe and performed with the art troupe all over the country. The incident happened not long ago. One of the direct leaders of the province had committed some evil act and suddenly suddenly

I took up cultural work.

As a result, during the performance of the cultural troupe, several actors led by Han Bing all sang pop songs and there were no traditional programs at all. After the performance, the leader severely criticized Qian, the leader of the provincial cultural troupe, and ordered rectification.

To make rectifications, someone needs to come down. People like Han Bing, who will sing pop songs in the future, can only go home and wait for news.

Han Bing said this, picked up the beer and took a big sip. Several people looked at Han Bing's appearance and couldn't help but feel a little sad. They originally thought that Han Bing was already so popular. After all, Han Bing's tapes are now very popular in the market.

, he was suddenly sent back to his place of origin.

"Brother Bing, what are you going to do next?" Huzi asked, passing the meat skewers in his hand to Han Bing's hand.

Han Bing shook his head, "I don't know. I'll tell my dad when I get home. If not, I'll just go back to work at the No. 1 Machinery Factory. What else can I do?" Han Bing said weakly.

"Brother, how about you ask Han Bing to follow you," Liangzi said from the side, "Aren't you always making noises about hiring people here? At least Han Bing can drive well."

"That's right, Brother Bing, why don't you come and help me? You don't know that I'm so busy every day now." Huzi was also saying next to him.

Chen Feng put the beer on the ground, picked up the mutton skewers, and said to Han Bing with a smile, "Whenever you come, I will have a place to arrange for you, and I also tell you that the designated person is not a worker or driver."

After listening to Chen Feng's words, everyone laughed. Chen Feng's words were true. Just look at the people around him. Huzi and Liangzi, one is in charge of Times Mall and the other is in charge of Tunel Electrical Appliances Store. Let's not talk about it first.

Talking about how much money these two people earned from following Chen Feng, their popularity has increased a lot. Although Lu Peng did not follow Chen Feng to help, Chen Feng gave Lu Peng two or three shops in Times Square, and they only paid the rent for a year.

Just a lot.

Everyone thinks that if Han Bing comes back and follows Chen Feng, he will definitely be many times better than he is now in less than a year.

Chen Feng looked at everyone, and then smiled slightly, "Actually, even if I want Han Bing to help me, I'm afraid some people don't agree."

After hearing what Chen Feng said, Huzi and others were stunned. Han Bing was holding a skewer in his hand and was about to eat it. When he heard Chen Feng finish, he also stopped.

"Brother Feng, are you saying that Han Bing's parents won't let you go?" Lu Peng asked.

Chen Feng shook his head, picked up a beer and motioned for everyone to have a drink, then looked at a few people with a smile, "Have you seen the people lining up in my office this afternoon waiting for Han Bing's autograph?"

Everyone nodded. Originally, it was the workers from Fenglan Electrical Appliance Factory who were asking Chen Feng for autographs. But later, I don’t know who spread the news. Young people from the nearby villages came over. Not only did some people want autographs, but some also

Most of them came to see Han Bing. The walls of Fenglan Electrical Appliance Factory were full of people. If Chen Feng hadn't organized people to invite everyone back later, the crowd would probably still be there now.

"Now that you have all seen it, let me ask you, is such a popular singer, the provincial art troupe is willing to let him come back?" Chen Feng glanced at everyone and asked, "I guess they will have to invite Han Bing back after a while.

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Several people lowered their heads and thought for a moment. What Chen Feng said made sense. It was probably that the art troupe asked Han Bing to come back and rest for a while. After this incident passed, Han Bing would still have to return to the art troupe.

"But..." Han Bing frowned and thought for a moment, "This time it was the intention of a certain leader in the province. I guess this gust of wind will not pass easily, Brother Feng."

Chen Feng smiled and waved his hand, "Let me ask you, are those tapes and other tapes usually issued to you by the provincial cultural department?"

Han Bing nodded.

Chen Feng then asked, "I'm asking you, when you go out to perform in various places, do most of them perform for government agencies and various state-owned factories? Are their tickets issued by the local cultural department to these units and factories?

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Han Bing also nodded.

"I'm asking you, when your unit goes out to perform, do the audiences get bigger when you sing? If not, not many people go even if they give away tickets?"

Han Bing nodded, "Both troupe leaders have told me about this problem. They said there is nothing they can do. As long as I give my name and go out, the audience below will be full. If other members of the art troupe go, the audience will be pitifully small."

After hearing this, Chen Feng nodded and looked around the crowd, "That's right. Now that you are back, the cultural troupe will be missing its backbone when it goes out to perform. Now the young people in the factory are not like our parents' generation, holding radios.

Listening to the opera is enough, but today’s young people pursue enjoyment more.”

After Chen Feng finished speaking, several people looked at each other, obviously not understanding what Chen Feng meant. Huzi blinked a few times and asked Chen Feng directly, "Brother, what do you mean? Be more straightforward.

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"It means that young people no longer watch operas, and everyone likes to listen to pop music." Chen Feng said while eating mutton skewers, "The leader did this and said that the interests of the provincial cultural center that were lost were the cultural troupes.

Facing the loss of interests, he will let Han Bing go back sooner or later."

After hearing what Chen Feng said, everyone understood. Although no one knew whether Han Bing could return to the art troupe in the end, the brothers got together again and had a good drink.

Han Bing looked at Chen Feng's jeep, with Chen Feng sitting in the passenger seat, and thought to himself that fortunately there was no investigation for drunk driving now.

"Brother Feng, is what you just said true? Is there still hope for me to return to the art troupe?" Han Bing asked Chen Feng while driving.

Chen Feng smiled and patted him, "Believe me, you can definitely go back. But after you go back this time, you have to taste traditional art to promote it. When I go back, I will write you a few pop songs that incorporate traditional art into it.

When the time comes, when you open your voice, you will be considered as contributing to the promotion of traditional art."

"What?" Han Bing was stunned after hearing this and looked at Chen Feng curiously, "Can the two be combined together?"

"Believe me, it's no problem." Chen Feng patted Han Bing and said with a smile.

Seeing Han Bing, Chen Feng suddenly thought of a question. He originally wanted to build a brand. If he established this brand, it would be best to find a spokesperson for advertising. Wouldn't Han Bing in front of him be a good fit?

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Chen Feng's eyes lit up when he thought of this, and he understood everything. Chen Feng felt that he could start building his own brand right away.