Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Money Is Worth It (Ask for Collection, Recommend)
Chorus "Sudden Self", even if not everyone, 50% of people sing along, not to mention that the nightclub has always been Ge Wu from before to now, at least there are still many of his fans in front of the stage.
This scene was naturally seen by the nightclub owner Wang Xu, waving his arms, colliding wine glasses, laughing faces, and the machine on the bar that kept ringing.
"Two boxes at table 7."
"Three boxes in private room No. 1."
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"Good girl, these 200,000 flowers are worth it." Wang Xu couldn't close his mouth happily, just when he was singing, he kept ordering wine, and he didn't say anything about the rest of the snacks, and the inventory was estimated to drop after tonight.
A few days ago, he watched a variety show, and the main one was Zhang Mingxi, and he heard that she was going to sing, so he looked at it twice.
As a result, after listening to Ge Wu's original song, I subconsciously felt that it should be a good match with my own field.
Find someone to inquire, this person is still a contracted artist of Modu Edge Film and Television, and the price of commercial performances is not expensive, 200,000, which is not enough for a night's flow.
After singing on Ge Wutai, Wang Xu felt that even if Zhang Mingxi himself came, he couldn't sell so much wine, without him, his image, he couldn't imagine Zhang Mingxi's persuasion of wine.
When the music ended, Ge Wu bent down and bowed, waving his hand, his voice trembling a little: "Thank you for your support." ”
The audience sang along with the chorus, applauding, cheering, and applause only for him, this situation is the first time I have encountered it, and there are both excitement and joy.
After returning the guitar to the band, he was about to leave, but the customer didn't want him to leave.
"Do it again!"
"Do it again!"
Let him sing again with a loud voice, almost overpowering the sound of the instrument, and it has the meaning of not giving up until the goal is achieved.
The DJ took the stage several times but didn't get the atmosphere down, still shouting his name.
Wang Xu originally walked to the backstage happily, wanting to thank Ge Wu and stuff a red envelope. Although I pay both sides, you sing, and the contract has been completed, the effect is too good, and the task is overfulfilled, which always means something.
Seeing this situation now, I feel that if I don't let the singer who didn't pay much attention to it sing again, I'm afraid I can't be good today, and it is indispensable for others to report a crowd to make a noise, and the momentum is too scary.
directly changed from walking to running, touched the stage through the exclusive channel for employees, found Ge Wu, asked him aside, and said.
"Teacher Ge, do you mean to sing it again?"
"What do you mean?"
Ge Wu looked at him and asked.
If there was a concert and the mood was so great, he wouldn't mind returning. But this is originally a commercial performance, and when my work is over, it will be overtime if I come back.
Besides, this situation is not good to set a precedent, and once it is opened, it will not be able to take over the work in the future.
"I definitely won't let you go free, it's still 200,000, and ......" Wang Xu stuffed the red envelope into Ge Wu's hand, and at the same time, the customers on the scene found that Ge Wu seemed to be sent away, and he was no longer visible on the stage, and the noise was louder.
Ge Wu pinched the red envelope, hey, sincere!
But he sent it back.
"Teacher Ge? Wang Xu held the red envelope and felt cold in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to get angry, feeling that the other party had to inch in, but listening to the voices of "Ge Wu" and "Sing it again" in the field, he forced down his unhappiness, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Don't be too little, I'll let people get it again." ”
The noise was so loud that he couldn't hear what he said at all, until Wang Xu's neck was bruised and he roared, and one hand kept shaking the red envelope, that Ge Wu understood.
"If you don't look at the lip sync, you don't look like you're scolding, buddy, and you're gone."
Ge Wu typed a few lines on his mobile phone for Wang Xu to look at, picked up the microphone again and returned to the front desk.
After two "feeds" first, the customer saw that he came back with the equipment, and gradually quieted down.
"One last time, I'll leave after singing, and I'm going to rehearse the next song of "The King of Crossover Singers" tomorrow."
Ge Wu directly explained that this is the last time, no matter what happens, he has to go, and by the way, he will advertise.
When the customer heard his first words, he first laughed evilly, and was obviously ready to coax, but then heard that he was indeed in trouble, and many people persuaded him to leave, after all, the consumer group of "Everyday" is relatively mature and rational.
Just now, the coaxing and drinking together are all actions that are influenced by the song and stimulated by others.
Now I've been yelling for a while, and I'm tired, so I don't bother anymore.
Say hello to the band, accompaniment, and get up.
As a result, this time he only started at the beginning, and the audience continued again.
Ge Wu had no choice but to sing while asking the staff to turn off the lyrics on the screen behind him, and the scene was suddenly silent.
I didn't know the lyrics, I just remembered the tune, and the people in the audience had to follow softly.
"It's good to be like this, this is a nightclub, and it's not KTV, are you here to spend money to sing?"
After singing, Ge Wu teased and waved off the stage.
Wang Xu was still on the sidelines, personally sent Ge Wu out of the nightclub, and handed over the red envelope, but he still didn't answer.
"Teacher Ge, when do you want to come and play, I'll give you free." Wang Xu said that he recalled the words that the other party asked him to read just now - only get paid, not red envelopes.
"Free?" Ge Wu smiled, signed autographs and took photos of several people who chased them out, and then continued: "Boss Wang, I won't come for free, next time you invite me, it may not be this price." ”
"That's, Mr. Ge, you didn't say anything about your ability to drive the atmosphere, sooner or later it will become popular, and this time it's cheaper for me." Wang Xu spoke, and sent Ge Wu into the car until the headlights disappeared.
Back at the nightclub, let the cashier roughly estimate the night's flow.
"It's worth spending 400,000! Get rich! ”
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On the way home, the financial director of the sharp called and asked the public account of the nightclub to call another 200,000 yuan.
Ge Wu was satisfied with Wang Xu's quick payment and was also curious about another thing, could it be that his company's finance was still a master of forgetting?
Can a string of numbers be memorized by public accounts?
It's night, and the edge doesn't have the habit of being on duty at night.
He asked curiously, and the answer was very simple, in the past two days, Ge Wu's ticket income has been paid, and the rest is all expenses, so the two text messages are next to each other.
Uh, poor......
As soon as he hung up the phone, he didn't complain about his company's ability to absorb money, so he answered the phone again, and the head of the commercial section asked if something happened tonight, why did several nightclubs that had not negotiated commercial performances before, and asked him to sing "Sudden Self" by name, with a very sincere attitude, and now you can send someone to sign the contract, and the money can also be paid in advance, and the contract can be made up later.
It seems that the news of the magic nightclub and bar is spreading very quickly, and Everyday's revenue tonight is estimated to be quite considerable, which has stimulated other peers.
Ge Wu asked the chief of commerce to refuse, and pushed them all on the grounds that he couldn't be distracted by concentrating on preparing for the recording of the show.