Chapter 25

After a difficult negotiation, Miss Liu gave the condition that if Wang Yang could really help Yihong Mansion win the battle with the other three pavilions, then give him 500 guan as a reward.

And if Wang Yang can really let Yihonglou perform successfully at the Bianhe Festival and win the top ten, then Yihonglou can give Wang Yang a thousand yuan as a reward.

And if he can break into the top three and get the opportunity to perform in the royal garden, Miss Liu will be the master and give him a reward of Yicheng's dry shares of Yihong Mansion.

You must know that the entire industry of Yihong Building, even in the past when it was in a recession, had two or three thousand yuan of income every month, and now the business has a monthly income of nearly six or seven thousand.

Yicheng's dry shares don't seem to be much, but as long as Yihong Mansion doesn't fall, he Wang Yang will make money while lying down, hundreds of dollars a month, maybe even thousands of dollars in the future, what a good thing, this is why Wang Yang is so surprised.

He couldn't help but admire Liu Yiyi's decision to kill, but she was much stronger than her mother-in-law, if the princess was at most a master of success, then Liu Yiyi had the ability to expand the territory, and it was really too big to stay in such a market.

Not long after Wang Yang left, Wang Po returned to the house, and when she heard what her daughter did, her face changed a little, and it took a long time to suppress her anger. "Girl, you are my own daughter, how can you do this? This Yihong Mansion is my lifeblood, how can you make such a decision without consulting me? ”

"Mother, my daughter is just like you, I hope Yihong Mansion will get better and better. Can you put out the fire first and listen to your daughter tell you? ”

"My mother also knows that you have always been a very calm person, so let's listen to your thoughts first, and I will give him one percent of the dry shares."

"Mother, do you think Wang Yang is a thing in the pool?" Liu Yiyi walked behind Wang Po and beat her back, and asked softly.

Wang Po was slightly stunned, and after a moment of silence, she slowly shook her head. "Although this kid is stunned and arrogant, he is indeed not an ordinary person."

"Moreover, he also helped our Yihong Mansion to get to where it is today, and his credit is indeed great......" Wang Po sank her mind and said a very sincere word of praise.

"Are you worried that he can do it, or can't you?" Seeing her mother's contemplative look, Liu Yiyi smiled.

"This ......" really stunned the princess. Liu Yiyi added another sentence. "If it happens, he can really let our Yihong Mansion enter the top three, get the opportunity to enter the royal garden, and perform in front of the Heavenly Son of Heaven in the Great Song Dynasty? Compared with Yicheng shares of Yihong Building, I believe that you must know better than me. ”

Wang Po couldn't help but fall into a long silence, yes, isn't her biggest wish in this life to let Yihong Mansion develop and grow? If you can really make Yihong Building enter the first-class industry, then I will also explain to the sisters who are still in the building for the elderly, even if they close their eyes directly, they are also willing......

"It was my mother who was confused for a while, and she only saw the small profits in front of her, but she couldn't see the overall situation, and almost blamed my good daughter." Wang Po took Liu Yiyi's hand a little apologetically and let her sit beside her.

"Mother, what are you talking about, I am your daughter, my mother is a woman, my mother, your temper is a little anxious, but you have always had a long-term vision and ambition, this is what ......your daughter admires the most" Liu Yiyi smiled sweetly, rested her head on Wang Po's shoulder, and said with her eyebrows curled.

Outside, as dusk approached, the slanting sun shone through the thin gauze curtains and into the house, forming mottled marks of warm colors on the faces and clothes of the mother and daughter.

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Miss Yunyan and a few girls who are the best at musical instruments in Yihong Mansion are all looking at them with a confused face at this moment, and their expressions are so serious that they don't look like they are enjoying music at all, but like Wang Daguan who is bowing three times in silence.

"No, no, no, it's not this kind of music, we don't need this kind of music......" Wang Yang frowned tightly after listening to the music that these girls are best at, this kind of music is both soft and soft, and it is still suitable for singing small songs, or for sad spring and autumn.

However, Wang Yang now has only one goal, how to make Yihong Mansion shine, and even be able to look sideways in front of the eyes of people all over the world, so the difficulty will naturally come up. Therefore, such a small tune is really unacceptable in the eyes of Wang Da artist and Wang Da conductor.

It's a pity that in this era, the musical instruments in front of us are already the essence of the Chinese nation, whether it is pipa, qin, se, zheng, as well as Xiao, Xiao (important things are said twice, those who think they understand are dirty mountain monks, you must remember that Lao Wang is very positive energy, very bright and righteous).

However, how to make these instruments combined, this is a big problem, in addition, Wang Yang's brain is a little messy, is the kindergarten children's version of the Yellow River chorus a little more hilarious? Or the Tang Dynasty band's version of the Internationale is a little more positive.

Okay, the above two sentences are pure nonsense, if you really want to do that, let alone take it to perform, maybe this ticket only likes sad spring and autumn, and the diehards who have been brainwashed by the ideological and cultural traditions of feudal society will first copy the musical instrument to let themselves know what the Great Song Dynasty women are.

So the question is, if you can't be too hilarious, what kind of music transcends time and space? Wang Yang fell into deep thought.

At this time, a voice that was neither yin nor yang sounded in Wang Yang's ears. "Brother Wang, bother you to think about things, don't keep your eyes on things, don't look at them all the time, what do you see when the faces of other girls are red?"

"What? I'm thinking about what kind of music and art to use to move people's hearts, and the whole person's mind has fallen into a very self-like state. Wang Yang turned his head in confusion and said to Liu Yiyi.

"Really?" Liu Yiyi's tone was very unkind, and she raised her eyebrows obliquely and looked at this rascal.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, what we have to do is how we can create a good and beautiful piece of music that touches people's hearts, right?" Wang Yang said seriously, okay, I did have a little distraction just now, but I really didn't mean it, but the angle was just right, just to appreciate the beautiful arc of that woman, what's the matter?

Those foreign sculpture artists are hooligans to play with mud every day, and they can't stop for three or five months after playing, and they just appreciate a few glances, what's the matter?

However, not everyone can understand the artist's vision, so Wang Yang is too lazy to deal with these women who have grown up poisoned and brainwashed by feudal ideology.

PS: Master Wang is already honking the horn, and the rear of the car in front is shaking its chrysanthemum very provocatively, what should I do? Poke, or appreciation? This requires students to make a conscious choice.