The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is already in the middle of summer, and the air conditioning in the garden of the Xiangwen Society is also turned on, which is another expense. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At dinner time, He Xiangdong was counting the bills on the backstage table, he was not a shrewd person by nature, he didn't know how to do business, and he didn't do good arithmetic, so he needed to check all kinds of expenses one by one, so that he could run the small garden.

Now the rent has risen again, and the price of goods has been rising, as if the price of everything that costs money in the world is rising, but the number of visitors to the small garden has not increased, and the ticket price has not increased, and this business is becoming more and more difficult to do.

He Xiangdong closed the account book, inserted the pen in the notebook, frowned and sighed deeply.

Chen Jun put a cup of hot tea on He Xiangdong, He Xiangdong familiarly reached over and took a sip of his hand, this is the welfare of being a master, and the life of having apprentices to serve is still relatively comfortable.

Fan Wenquan also finished eating, wiped his grease mouth, and said: "I said Dongzi, have you calculated it, count it every day, how good it is that you have this pole to be an accountant." ”

He Xiangdong smiled and said: "You have to be careful in your calculations, this day is better, our small family and small business, if you are not careful, you will have to pay for it." ”

Fan Wenquan said speechlessly: "Then you still quit the art troupe in a hurry, I said that you are brave enough." ”

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly.

Zhang Wenhai said on the side: "If you retreat, you will retreat, what's the big deal, where is it not cross talk, our Comrade He Xiangdong is the head of the class in our garden, this is a character who can make decisions, as the old saying goes, it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail." ”

He Xiangdong said helplessly: "You, don't say it so nicely, I, the class leader, is like a grandson, and I can call Chen Jun this child in the whole garden, you are all uncles, I don't dare to mess with you." ”

The crowd laughed.

Gu Baimo also came, he opened a rental during the day, and came to talk to the literary agency at night. In the 90s, the income from rentals was quite good, but cross talk was his favorite business, and he was quite happy.

Gu Baimo said indifferently: "If you retreat, you will retreat, it's not a big deal, it's not a good place to do art, there are too many restrictions, how can we have a small garden." ”

Gu Baimo was also kicked out of the art troupe at the beginning, he was very similar to He Xiangdong now, and he was also a rising star of cross talk, and was considered by insiders to be the most likely to become a new generation of literary masters.

It's a pity, I made a mistake later, I was kicked out of the art troupe, the star road was broken, I couldn't even say cross talk, and in the end I could only go to rent out to live.

As soon as Gu Baimo's words came out, everyone's hearts sank a little more, Gu Baimo is a living example, for cross talk actors, leaving the mainstream cross talk circle and leaving the art troupe, it is really a dead end, not to mention that He Xiangdong was also banned by the big names.

There was silence in the room, everyone's faces were solemn, Guo Qing was also there, he looked at He Xiangdong, his brows were locked, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say.

"Alas......" Gu Baimo also sighed, what he said just now was purely to comfort He Xiangdong, how could he not know that leaving the art troupe was a dead end, but everything happened, and it was too late to say anything now.

In the room, Li Quanjiang calmed down a little, he is also a folk artist, Fang Wenqi met him in Shanghai, it happened that Li Quanjiang had a hard time during that time, Fang Wenqi saw that this person had good skills and was kind, so he recommended him to He Xiangdong.

In fact, Li Quanjiang has always been quite honest, just talking about cross talk in the garden, not fighting for fame or profit, so low-key that people often ignore him.

He has never entered a professional troupe, and he also learned art at home with his husband, and then he has been selling art among the people, and he has been displaced, and now he is living a good life in the Xiangwen Society, and he is already very content.

So in his opinion, it is not a big deal for He Xiangdong to retreat from the art troupe, as long as Xiang Wenshe is okay.

He Xiangdong saw that the atmosphere in the room was a little dull, he pretended to smile lightly, and said: "That's right, what's so good about the art troupe, it's not as much as we earn, wait for us to develop for a while, and after making a lot of money, we will spend all day drinking, drunk and obsessed, so that those guys are envious." ”

"Hahaha......" Everyone is laughing, everyone knows that what He Xiangdong said is really unreliable, like a daydream, but everyone also laughed, and now they can only laugh.

He Xiangdong's heart is still warm, although he quits the art troupe, although the people around him are not optimistic, everyone still respects his choice and stands by his side to support him.

What's not to be satisfied with.

The two in his family also knew about it, Zhang Kuoru told him not to be afraid, he still has some say in the storytelling industry, and he has some relationships, and he can help He Xiangdong when the time comes.

As for the old man Wang Miwei, this old man is a master who killed and did not eat the imperial grain, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he should be able to eat the imperial grain, and the artists are about to go crazy with joy, this old man is good, he disappeared without saying a word.

He Xiangdong quit the group, and he said, "You can retire a long time ago, what are you doing in that hellish place, it's not a place for people to stay." ”

It was because of this sentence that Zhang Kuoru quarreled with him again, and the two old men quarreled in the dark, which was extremely terrifying.

As for Fang Wenqi's side, He Xiangdong has not told the old man the news for the time being, and he doesn't want the old man to worry too much.

He Xiangdong glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk about the performance arrangements for a while, that Xiaojun, you go to the door and keep an eye on it, it's almost time to enter the venue." ”

"Yes, Master. Chen Jun answered, and trotted out.

Before He Xiangdong could open his mouth to speak, Chen Jun ran back, and He Xiangdong looked at him suspiciously.

Chen Jun said: "Master, Liu Qingyang is here. ”

Liu Qingyang works for the landlord, he has a little friendship with Zhang Wenhai, he was looking for him to rent this place at the beginning, and he has always come to collect rent.

Hearing this person, everyone in the room frowned, this person usually does not come to the garden, but only comes every time he collects rent, so it must be no good for him to come.

Zhang Wenhai frowned and asked, "It's not time to pay the rent, is it because the price of the house is going to rise again?"

He Xiangdong also had a haze in his heart, and he said: "I don't know, the soldiers will cover the water and cover it." ”