"Huh? But Song Qianjin, if the storyteller deliberately copied my story and took it to other teahouses to say, then I am not beyond the reach of the whip? ”

Nudlu's head turned quickly, and Song Siyuan was slightly positive:

"There are no rules, there is no circle, and the way for other teahouses to plagiarize new folds can only be the storyteller who came out of the Quyi Association."

"This part of the people usually have preferential treatment, as long as there is plagiarism or self-reliance, we must call on the gentlemen in the quyi industry to crusade against the ban, and at the same time the teahouse that is in the same stream with it, we must also call on the members of the teahouse to run until the teahouse is completely closed, and when necessary, use litigation and newspaper means, be sure to make their reputation stink!"

"In this way, whether it is Mr. Storyteller or the teahouse, they will naturally dare not violate the ban."

After thinking about Song Siyuan's strategy, Nudlu had to be shocked by her killing, and couldn't help but worry:

"What you said is a foolproof strategy, but if these people think that the rules are too strict and no one joins the club, wouldn't it be a one-man show."

Song Siyuan raised her eyebrows:

"Master New, you have earned more money in this half a month than you have earned in the past year, as long as you have money to make, you are afraid that the teahouse will not follow up, if you are really afraid of the rules of plagiarism, it means that the comers are not good, and not letting them join the club will also avoid the risk of plagiarism."

Nudlu looked impressed and bowed his hand: "Thunder means, Bodhisattva's heart, wonderful, wonderful, very good, very good." ”

"My Nudlu is really smoking, and I can get two best friends, so I don't plan to stand two cheaply in vain, I'll give you two a gift!"

Boss Niu took out two documents from behind the desk and handed them to Yue Guanchao mysteriously.

He opened it and took a closer look, and inside was the dry stock document of the teahouse!

"You want to give us the two floors of the teahouse?"

Yue Guanchao was taken aback, this is a big gift, according to the current income of the New Ye Teahouse, two percent of the dry shares can pay dividends of at least two hundred silver dollars per month.

I'm sorry, when did this guy become so generous, I'm worried that I don't have money to spend, but you will figure it out...... Yue Guanchao endured his joy, and how much shirked and shirked:

"It's... This can't be done, we've already troubled you, how dare you want to do stocks, it's not my style to eat and take. ”

Seeing that he would not accept it, Nudlu hurriedly pushed him in front of them, and persuaded him bitterly:

"Father-in-law, Song Qianjin, you are a reborn parent to someone in New!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have closed down a long time ago, this is just a dry stock of the teahouse, if it is a quyi association, there will be another two dry shares."

"I do this because I want to make a friend, if I need help in the future, we have to take care of our own business somewhat, don't you think this is the reason?"

"That's right, since the shopkeeper doesn't dislike it, then we thank you!"

Yue Guanchao slowly accepted the dry stock and handed it to Song Siyuan, she looked at the man with playful eyes, and a smile slipped out of the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, I thought of the idea, if you don't understand something, you can call me at any time, other help, if you need it, we will discuss, I have to go home and cook."

"Then go slowly, I still have to deal with this mess, so I won't send more."

After Song Siyuan took Yue Guanchao away, Nuidelu leaned back against the boss's chair and lifted Erlang's legs.

He had a lot of ups and downs today, thinking that he was finally related to the Public Security Bureau, the cultural circles, and the Foreign Business Association, and his position in the music industry was completely stable in the future.

Although it hurts to give up the dry shares, what you get is a bright future!

If you are willing to give up, you really have to give to get it, and you are bound to these powerful people, and you don't lose!

Thinking of the big money he made in the future, Nudlu walked down the hall humming a song, Fusheng had already cleaned up the mess, and stood in front of the stage with his sleeve pulled.

"Big guy, I'm going to make an announcement."

The runners gradually gathered, staring at him with pairs of eyes, wondering what the teahouse owner was going to say.

"I still don't have a son, only a few years old daughter, I decided to accept Fusheng as my godson, and he will be the young shopkeeper of the teahouse in the future!"

Wow!

Some of the people who ran the hall with basins on their shoulders were so frightened that the basins fell to the ground.

"Don't be unconvinced, it was Fusheng who took care of his father-in-law that made the teahouse prosperous, and it was he who ran to move the rescuers and let the teahouse exist."

"I, Nudru, am not a person who does not repay my kindness, I will be rewarded according to my merits, and I will be more diligent in the future."

The runners have different colors, some are envious, some are jealous, and some are angry, but when the big boss speaks, they can't say a word, so they can only accept it.

Seeing that everything was over, Qian Sanye was carried off the stage by the running hall, and the town hall was a dozen woods, and he said witty words:

"This matter, I don't know what future generations will say, they all say that the flamboyant tongue attracts love, but it is the loyal and down-to-earth good fate, there are thousands of trivial things in the world, I can't say the bitterness and sweetness, only the way but do good things, don't ask about the future, hahahahaha~"

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