Chapter 308

Li Qingxian was originally still resting, but at this moment he looked calm and composed, and seemed completely indifferent to Sister Fei's words.

"They came to see me, not to ask for my help, why should I be tempted?"

Time flies by.

Li Qingxian has been running around looking for orders during this period.

But at the same time, his business was getting better and better.

In the second month, Li Qingxian and his share of the profits from his works totaled 5.21 million yuan.

Although Sister Fei has already told him that his salary is likely to increase next month.

However, when Li Qingxian saw this data, he was completely shocked.

It’s not just a little bit higher, it’s literally hundreds of millions!
Of course, there is still a certain gap between this and earning 1 yuan a day.

But at least it’s 2 dollars a month!
"Haha, Professor He, that's great. It's only been two months and your monthly salary is over five million."

After Li Qingxian returned to BJ, the company's general manager Cui Xin came to visit.

Li Qingxian's strong rise to power means more than just profits for Fengmao Media.

But reputation.

This is also an important factor in the future development of Fengmao Media.

Li Qingxian smiled slightly and replied: "Thanks to President Cui."

After saying that, he took out a bulging red envelope from his pocket and pushed it into Cui Xin's hand.

Cui Xin saw this and quickly refused: "Hey! How can this be so embarrassing?"

Li Qingxian shamelessly demanded payment.

In the end, Cui Xin was forced to accept it reluctantly.

As someone who has worked in a state-owned enterprise, Li Qingxian knows this very well.

In some cases, strength is what matters most.

This is a habit he developed when he was working in a state-owned enterprise.

"Mr. He, how did you do with your Mid-Autumn Festival poem this time? Do you want me to ask someone to help you prepare it?" Cui Xin took the money and said excitedly.

Li Qingxian smiled and shook his head: "That's not necessary. I'm not good at poetry or songs anyway. I just want to make myself familiar."

"Yeah." Liu Zhao responded. Cui Xin nodded: "I won't take care of this matter, but if you have any difficulties, you must inform me as soon as possible, or you can talk to Xiao Liu."

"You will definitely benefit from staying at Fengmao Media for one day."

However, there is one thing he didn't say, which is, what would happen if one day you left Fengmao Media?
No one knows.

Li Qingxian: "Thank you, President Cui."

……

August 15th, September 14th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Sister Fei woke Li Qingxian up early in the morning because she was going to Linfu Street to attend the Mid-Autumn Poetry Conference.

This Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival is hosted by the Beijing Poetry Society and is the most grand one of the year.

Those who came to participate in this poetry reading were either well-known scholars in the industry or members of the Writers Association.

The reason why Li Qingxian came to participate in this poetry conference was to make himself known to others.

His head is now full of poems from his previous life, so there's nothing wrong with being a plagiarist.

However, transcribing poetry is completely different from transcribing songs.

Sing whatever you want, even if the timing is not right.

But things like poetry also depend on the occasion.

Different scenes and different poems express different emotions.

This thing has great limitations, so Li Qingxian didn't think too much about it.

"Go further and you will reach Linfu Street. This is a gathering place specially built by the Beijing Poetry Association. The Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival every year is a good place for scholars to gather." "Generally speaking, this place is very large. If there is nothing going on, it will be rented out as performance fees."

Liu Yifei explained to Li Qingxian while driving.

After arriving, Li Qingxian realized that this area was quite good.

Sure enough, this is a paradise for scholars, without too much noise.

There are various plants growing around.

A few steps ahead are several fish ponds.

The pond is full of white lotus flowers, which looks very beautiful.

“The environment here is very good.”

"It was a ruin before, but was later covered up by the Beijing Poetry Society."

"Sister Fei, you look very familiar with this place. Have you been here before?"

"Yeah, I used to come here when I was a kid."

The two walked to the door and stopped at the same time.

I saw a large group of people standing there, seemingly arguing about something.

The two looked at each other and then continued on their way.

"Chairman Liao, I admire you very much, but I have encountered a problem now. I, I...I want to tell you, can you give me an answer?"

Some people saw this scene, frowned, and wanted to step forward to stop it.

But the middle-aged man named Director Liao stopped him.

With a very honest look, he said, "Of course, please go ahead, miss."

When the girl heard this, she was immediately delighted and quickly said, "Actually, I have been in a relationship with my boyfriend for seven years, from middle school to college, and until today."

"During this period, we were on the verge of getting married, but my boyfriend's family was well-off, while ours was average."

"My boyfriend's mother, my mother-in-law, has always been against this matter."

"My boyfriend is trying to persuade me, and I'm trying hard too."

"But even so, my mother-in-law thinks the same of me."

"These past few days, my mother felt bad seeing how tired I was, so she introduced me to another man."

"He's a nice guy, but I don't like him. I have no choice but to have dinner with him."

"Since then, I haven't contacted him, because I really like my boyfriend, but his mother..."

"Hey, I just want to ask, do you want to continue this relationship?"

After a long while, Li Qingxian suddenly realized.

It turns out that he is a die-hard fan of the president of the Poets Association, and came here specifically to ask for advice on love.

In fact, as the chairman of the Beijing Poetry Society, Liao Tingzuo has also helped some people resolve interpersonal conflicts.

A large number of people are attracted to Liao Tingzuo because of his life experiences and insights into emotions, which make sense.

Hearing this, everyone either shook their heads, sighed, or had dull eyes and fell into deep thought.

Liao Tingzuo sighed and said with some regret.

"Little girl, I'll give you a piece of advice."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes flickered and she nodded vigorously.

Liao Tingzuo curled his lips and spoke.

"The years quietly entwined between fingers are stained with the years of spring and autumn." A cold piece of paper is the negative of love washed away by time. "

"I once loved him so painfully, and I once lost my life because of that slight throbbing, and I am still the one who breaks people's hearts."

(End of this chapter)