dkrc Chapter 30 Mom will think of a way to solve the money problem. Don't push yourself too hard.
Chapter 30 Mom will think of a way to solve the money problem. Don't push yourself too hard.
Wang Bo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
100,000!
This amount of money is now an astronomical figure for him.
"Mom, don't worry," he tried to keep his voice calm. "I'll figure out the money. Is Dad stable now? What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said the surgery is scheduled for tomorrow morning, the sooner the better." The mother's voice calmed slightly. "Xiao Bo, if you really don't have the money, Mom will try to ask some relatives..."
"No need," Wang Bo interrupted her. "I'll figure something out. Mom, you take care of Dad first. Don't worry about the money."
After offering his mother a few more words of comfort, Wang Bo hung up the phone.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling city outside, feeling utterly cold inside.
Let alone 100,000.
He now has less than five thousand yuan in total – that's what's left over from the fifty thousand yuan production fee Zhou Yuji gave him before.
"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoxiao's voice came from behind.
Wang Bo turned around, his face already calm: "Something came up at home."
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him, not asking for details, and simply said, "If you need any help, just ask."
"Thank you, Mr. Su," Wang Bo shook his head, "I can handle it myself."
He walked back to the sofa, picked up the tablet, and looked at the collaboration invitation again.
Then he looked up at Su Xiaoxiao and said, "I'll accept these offers."
Su Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure? Judging from your expression just now, you seemed a little unwilling."
"I was unwilling," Wang Bo admitted frankly, "but I needed the money."
He paused for a moment and explained, "My dad's farm vehicle overturned, and he needs surgery. The other passengers in the vehicle were also injured and we have to pay compensation. It might cost 100,000 yuan in total, but I can't afford that much right now."
Su Yiyi asked with concern, "Is it serious? How is Uncle now?"
"I have a broken leg and broken ribs. They're not in life-threatening danger, but I need surgery as soon as possible," Wang Bo said. "So... I'll take any of these offers as long as I can get the money quickly."
Su Xiaoxiao was silent for a few seconds, then took back her tablet and quickly swiped a few times: "These commercial performances, although the prices aren't high, have fast settlements; the payment can be made within a week after the performance. The songwriting for this car brand's GG song is priced at 50,000, but the cycle is long; payment can only be made after the finished product passes inspection."
She looked up and said, "I suggest you take on commercial performances first to quickly recoup your funds. At the same time, we can talk to the hospital to see if you can pay for the surgery in installments, or I can pay for it for you in advance."
"No need to pay upfront," Wang Bo refused decisively. "I don't want to owe the company money, especially at the beginning of our cooperation."
Su Xiaoxiao looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I'll have my assistant contact and confirm these commercial performances immediately, and try to arrange two of them this weekend. Also, I'll lend you 100,000 yuan personally, not from the company account, but as a loan to a friend. You can pay me back when you have the money, no interest."
Wang Bo hesitated.
Su Xiaoxiao stood up, walked to her desk, and took out a bank card from the drawer: "We're partners and friends now. It's normal to help a friend in need. This money is mine and has nothing to do with the company, so you don't need to feel guilty."
She placed the card in front of Wang Bo: "The password is six eights. There's 100,000 in it. Use it first, and we'll talk about it if you need more."
Wang Bo looked at the card, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
"I trust Yu Ji's judgment," Su Xiaoxiao said earnestly, "and I also trust my own judgment. You're not the kind of person who would take money and run away, nor are you the kind of person who would take other people's kindness for granted."
She added, "Moreover, I believe your future value will far exceed this 100,000. Investing in you now is a sure thing."
Wang Bo remained silent for a long time before finally reaching out and picking up the card.
"Thank you," he said solemnly, "I will pay you back as soon as possible."
"No rush," Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand, "Take care of things at home first. Also, I'll have the team plan the commercial performances carefully. Although it's for making money, we can't just have any old song or act. Every performance of yours needs to be of high quality."
She sat back down on the sofa and picked up her tablet: "The first commercial performance is this Saturday night, a real estate company's anniversary celebration, in the hotel banquet hall. They specifically requested to sing 'Once Upon a Time You,' the price is 10,000, two songs, and you can choose the other one yourself."
Wang Bo nodded: "Okay."
"The second show is next Tuesday, at a university campus music festival. The price is 8,000 yuan, and you'll be singing three songs. Although the pay is low, the audience is students, which is good for building a young fanbase."
"Can."
"The third match..."
Su Xiaoxiao introduced everything one by one, and Wang Bo listened attentively, nodding from time to time.
The sunlight outside the window moved slowly, and the atmosphere in the office changed from the initial formality and restraint to a pragmatic and tacit understanding.
Su Yiyi sat quietly to the side, watching her sister and Wang Bo discuss work, a look of satisfaction in her eyes.
"Wang Bo," she said softly, "remember to protect your voice when you're doing commercial performances. Making money is important, but your voice is a more lasting asset."
Wang Bo turned to look at her and nodded: "I understand."
Su Xiaoxiao closed her tablet and stood up: "Then it's settled. Lin Meijia will coordinate the specific schedule and contract details with you. Also, regarding your first album, I've already had the production department start preparations. After these commercial performances are over, we'll officially begin the album production cycle."
She walked up to Wang Bo and extended her hand: "Welcome to Su's Culture, Wang Bo. Let's walk the road ahead together."
Wang Bo held her hand again. This time, he felt not only warmth, but also a heavy sense of responsibility and trust.
It was noon when I left the company.
Wang Bo stood downstairs in the office building, holding a bank card with 100,000 yuan in his hand, and a commercial performance schedule that Lin Meijia had just sent him on his phone.
The sunlight was blinding, so he squinted and looked into the distance.
Five years ago, he made a bold statement to his friends: "Let's meet at the top."
Five years later: Three thousand? I'll do it! I'll do it!
My phone vibrated; it was a WeChat message from my mother: "Xiao Bo, I'll think of another way to solve the money problem. Don't push yourself too hard."
Wang Bo typed back: "Mom, the money issue has been resolved. I'll transfer it now. Take good care of Dad and don't overwork yourself."
……
In a rented room in an old residential area in Shanghai.
Li Xuan—the former trainee who left Yuji Entertainment and immediately signed with Starlight Media—was sprawled out on the peeling sofa, scrolling through his phone.
He was wearing wrinkled pajamas, and his hair was so greasy it could be used to fry vegetables. He was completely different from the glamorous "new generation idol trainee" in the official promotional photos of Starlight Media.
"Holy crap!" Li Xuan suddenly jumped up from the sofa. "Look, Zhou Yuji, that spendthrift woman, really shut down the company!"
Also crammed into this three-bedroom apartment is Zhang Haoming—the guy who, three months ago, tearfully said he wanted to "go back to his hometown to open a milk tea shop and say goodbye to this hypocritical entertainment industry" when he terminated his contract, but then turned around and was desperately trying to grab screen time in an online variety show.