Since 1983

(The previous chapter has entered and has been revised, just wait.)

Short and tight, he went to Tsinghua University in 1988 and started a band, Bronzeware. The lead singer is Wang Yang, and his nickname is Laolang.

During the summer vacation of their sophomore year, a karaoke hall in Qiong province invited them to perform, and only Lao Lang was willing to go with them. The two traveled across the ocean, but the audience was small, and they insisted not to sing Cantonese songs. They were fired a few days later.

With only one return ticket left, Ao Dajin said: "You go first, go back and tell your comrades that we have not surrendered and rebelled, and we have not sung Cantonese songs. We have insisted on rock music!"

So the old wolf flashed.

Ai Dasong wandered to Xiamen, was supported by a female college student, fell in love by the way, and returned to the capital half a year later.

In 1991, this guy dropped out of school and wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination of the Directing Department of Nortel, but unfortunately failed, and then entered the Asian Television Art Center as an intern director.

One day at karaoke, Ao Dajin ran into the owner of a winery and made up an impromptu phrase: "If you want to live to ninety-nine, drink so-and-so wine often!"

The boss was very happy and asked him to make a commercial. Together, the brothers gritted their teeth and said 8000.

The boss gave 16,000 and said to make two.

It took 2,000 to shoot the advertisement, and the rest were divided up. Holding the money is like a crime. With this experience, they started an advertising company and made a lot of money.

Later, when Dadi Records went north to the capital, Huang Xiaomao came to look for him. He drove a Lada, and Shorty Dash drove a Lincoln.

Huang Xiaomao: emmmmm!

…………

"Crunch!"

A large Lincoln was parked downstairs in the Huibin. It was pitch-black, spacious, and had a long wheelbase. It had the nickname of a large mobile sofa.

In more than ten years, it will be widely used in the wedding convoy scene of the urban and rural gathering department.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Da came down tightly, holding the big brother in his hand, and there was a bp machine hanging on it.

Thin, but thin also shows a big face, good body proportions, and long legs.

He came here for the first time, he climbed up the elevator full of question marks, and reached the seventh floor, he was immediately in awe of the hot scene. A person came over to say hello: "Here you come? Let's go, I'll take you up."

"Where are you going?"

"It's not me looking for you, our boss is looking for it."

"big boss?"

"You'll know when you go."

The two went upstairs and turned to Tianxia Film and Television. They were short, tight and a little nervous. They met each other for the last time, huh!

"Mr. Xu, it's you, I've admired you for a long time!"

"You know me?"

"Hey, back then I copied "Hutong Dialogue Collection"."

"Haha, that's an old friend, sit down!"

Xu Fei made tea for him, and said, "I quit my job a long time ago and started a small business. I have a music company. I heard that your song writing is very good."

"Friends in the rivers and lakes show love and dare not boast."

"Heh, today I mainly want to chat with you, do you have any intention of selling?"

"..."

Ao Da paused, and said: "I have been busy with my livelihood for the past two years, and I haven't written a song for a long time, and I have a few songs in my hand. It's not about selling or not, it's about making friends."

Ya has the sourness of an intellectual, and when others are polite, he is also polite.

"That's great, can you sing a few words?"

"Can."

Xu Fei asked someone to take a guitar, tuned it short and tight, and said:

"Brother who sleeps on my upper bunk, you who are silent, those questions you once asked me, no one asks me now..."

After singing for a while, the tune changed, and he said:

"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday, will you still remember tomorrow, you who used to cry the most..."

"Two?"

"Two, two songs."

Baba! Xu Fei knew that he had hidden goods. "Youth Without Regrets" must be available, and "The Age of Fluttering White Clothes" will also be available.

"Okay, I want them all, what's your price?"

Shorty pondered over it carefully, asked for a low price, and said, "I just have one condition, I hope that only my friend, Lao Lang, can sing."

"Can."

"That's it."

Ao Dajin didn't take it seriously, because he didn't think it would be too popular.

"Also, your style of music is called folk songs. It is very popular in Taiwan, but it is rare in the mainland. "Xiaofang" is also a folk song, but it has a different theme.

These two capitals are about the campus, and I am going to release a collection called "Campus Folk Songs". If you know any musicians who have this kind of song in their hands, please introduce them to me. "

It's a trivial matter, he naturally agreed.

Only then did Xu Fei stand up, shake hands again, and said with a smile, "I wish the album a great sale and a happy cooperation. If you are fine, you can go downstairs to sign the contract now."

"downstairs?"

"Yes, Xinghe is on the seventh floor."

Hiss!

Ao Dasong suddenly realized that these two layers are all yours? !

…………

The time has entered August, and the box office of "The Lion King", which has been released for four months, is almost out.

Some were concealed, some provinces did not issue them, and the accuracy was too low. Even so, it reached more than 20 million. Beijing Film Studio earned 6 million, equivalent to selling 600 copies.

Xu Fei had the bottom line in his mind, the volume of the two films was about the same.

The purchase price is 200,000 yuan, the production fee is 1.2 million yuan, and the publicity fee is 1 million yuan. The cost of more than 2 million yuan and the profit of 6 million yuan may seem small, but in fact it is just that the market is too soft.

But after the construction of Lunda Metropolis started, all aspects of the relationship suddenly became complicated.

Xu Feike was reluctant to let Zhang Li go to accompany him for a drink, so he dragged Li Chengru along, and started his life in heaven and earth again. Each department, each leader, is called a bloody mess.

The smooth launch of this project has left a great impression on the district and even the city, so Lunda began to enclose land in the suburbs.

I took over a bankrupt collective enterprise before, saying it was a garment factory, please! Have you ever seen the garment factory near the third ring road?

What it means now is that Daduhui will not only build one house, but in the future it will need large-scale factories to bloom in various districts and across the country. The original place, let's keep the building.

Continue to empty-handed white wolf, circled in Daxing County.

In the land of Daxing, outside the South Fifth Ring Road, there are already many garment factories in later generations.

...

"boom!"

Dust and smoke billowed and motors roared.

On the dirt road leading to Fangshan Liangxiang, a car was running happily. The villagers passing by were all horrified, thinking that it was a new breed produced by the army.

5.2LV8 engine with a maximum horsepower of 223 horsepower, square headlights, seven-hole grille... majestic and domineering, it is Mr. Xu's new Grand Cherokee.

After driving for a while, a large courtyard appeared on the side of the road, and soldiers stood guard at the gate—this was the automobile regiment of a certain army.

Xu Fei got out of the car, no matter who he was or not, he saluted first, and said, "Hi, I'm looking for Jiang Wen."

"..."

The soldier was suspicious, "Wait!"

Not long after, Lao Jiang ran out in person and greeted in a loud voice: "Mr. Xu, it's like three autumns if we don't see each other every day!"

"Aren't I going to come now? You're good enough. The army can live as long as they say, for two months."

"I am ashamed of my ancestors' thin noodles."

"How about the crew?"

"Go in and have a look!"

Jiang Wen said hello to the soldiers, and led them in with a big face.

The area is not small, with large trucks parked and rows of barracks. Walking to the end, I saw a clearing, a group of middle-aged and middle-aged men were wearing earth-green underwear, with army-green schoolbags hanging directly around their necks.

It's dark and it's not autumn, it's crawling and rolling.

A tape recorder was poked on the windowsill, and inside it was:

"Dongfang is red, the sun is rising, and something happened in China. He seeks happiness for the people. Hey, he is the savior of the people..."