The short film ended amid applause.
Zong Wen’s voice was also sowhat excited, although she had seen it before, watching it again was still shocking to her. Tang Qing had created such a large-scale corporate group in just one year, and all the businesses were still running well.
If given a few more years, who knows how much it would grow.
"I believe everyone is as excited and thrilled as I am, proud to be part of this company. However, it is still early; the annual eting has just begun. Next, please welco our Chairman Tang Qing." Zong Wen’s clear voice echoed in the stadium.
Instantly.
Applause erupted.
Zong Wen stepped down from the stage.
She made a cheering gesture to Tang Qing who was about to go on stage, and normally a host would be nearby asking various kinds of questions, but now it was Tang Qing’s solo show, no need for soone to liven up the atmosphere.
Tang Qing calmly stepped onto the stage.
He does not like uproar.
Nor does he like being the center of it.
But having reached this point, choosing this path, he felt sowhat compelled. So many people below depended on him for their livelihoods, and the number was growing. If the boss was a timid person, never showing his face, how could he inspire them?
Tang Qing took the stage in a deep blue suit.
Through the projection screen, Tang Qing’s clear face was visible to everyone, eliciting murmurs of admiration. For many, it was their first ti seeing Tang Qing’s real face, and instantly, they felt themselves beco fans.
Every era has its prominent figures.
Perhaps Tang Qing would be the business tycoon revered by people on TV in the future.
Suddenly.
The applause grew even louder.
Celebrities like Uranus Liu and others watched Tang Qing with glowing eyes, feeling a bit regretful, because with that face alone, he could attract countless fans. If he had only a bit of real talent, he would be unstoppable.
But right now, Tang Qing possessed genuine ’wealth’ and learning, and he could care less about the ager money from being a celebrity.
A pity for that face.
Tang Qing pressed his hand lightly.
The applause stopped abruptly.
The scene was quite impressive.
He took a deep breath.
And said, "Hello everyone, I am Tang Qing, also the absolute major shareholder of the six companies you just saw. Before this, only a few of you were aware of this; many had heard only rumors.
Before the annual eting, I had considered whether to hold such a eting since my companies are quite diversified, and we rarely interact in our business, so gathering everyone together might be awkward as we are from different companies and unfamiliar with each other.
However, I decided to go ahead.
Because, I think we should be together, in my plan, all the companies under my managent will eventually rge into a huge corporate group, it’s just not the right ti yet. So this annual eting is also a chance for everyone to et your future comrades in advance.
In the short film we just watched, I think you have already learned about the strengths of each company, but this is just the beginning, this is also the reason it’s called ’Sailing Night,’ this is far from the end, but just the beginning.
Next year will be the real year of setting sail for our companies, and I believe, with everyone’s efforts, our next annual eting will be even more grand and more significant..."
For a full ten minutes.
Tang Qing shifted into inspirational mode.
He succeeded.
It could be seen from the expressions of the employees present, who looked as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
Amid applause.
Tang Qing’s speech ended.
He walked off the stage.
Zong Wen gave him a thumbs up and quickly stepped up.
"Well done, Chairman Tang, you have a talent for speaking."
As soon as Tang Qing stepped down, the first concert guest walked up, Queen Wang. Strictly speaking, Tang Qing couldn’t sing any of her songs, even humming a few bars was a struggle, but he still had a good impression of this singer.
"Heh heh, that’s what I think too." In one afternoon, Tang Qing and Queen Wang had beco more familiar, and their conversation beca much more casual.
"Hehe, you puff up even when soone calls you fat," Queen Wang laughed at Tang Qing’s ’naïve’ smile. Behind her, Wang Yan also covered her mouth and giggled lightly, her eyes sparkling uniquely, as her next performance would be with Queen Wang.
She was really thankful for the help Tang Qing provided this ti.
"Quickly, go on, don’t be nervous, just perform normally," Tang Qing advised Wang Yan.
"Okay."
Wang Yan wasn’t nervous initially, but Tang Qing’s words suddenly made her feel tense.
Zong Wen spoke the lines very quickly.
They hadn’t even finished two lines before it was their turn to go on stage.
Adorned in splendid attire that, naturally, couldn’t be skimpy due to the winter season, the designers had much more room for creativity; decked in fluffy velvet that was wide at the top and tapered at the bottom, Tang Qing thought it looked a bit odd.
Familiar music began to play.
If it hadn’t been for seeing the performance list beforehand, Tang Qing wouldn’t have known what song it was.
A rendition of "Red Beans".
It resonated through the sports complex.
The perfect audio quality left even the prince himself a bit stunned; it was almost perfect, reminding him of the shock that Wang Yan had given him today, which was indeed considerable.
Below the stage.
"See that? That’s my daughter," Wang Yan’s mother said, shaking her husband’s arm.
Wang Sheng rolled his eyes. You could at least ask soone who doesn’t know her—that’s my daughter too, "I’m not blind, of course I know. It’s just a pity they wouldn’t allow caras here."
"Didn’t our daughter tell you? After the annual eting, they will send us a high-definition sample film. Our daughter’s voice is really pleasant," Shi Lan said excitedly.
"Indeed, it’s no worse than the princess’s."
"Of course not."
...
Backstage.
"Director Tang, how did you manage this audio effect?"
At that mont, Uranus Liu ca up from behind, curious. They were all live-performance singers and hadn’t co for rehearsals since they knew their own songs and the order was easy to rember.
"A set of audio equipnt adjustnts. Pretty good, isn’t it?" Tang Qing explained.
Uranus Liu exclaid, "It’s absolutely perfect. Where can I find it? I want to try it for my next concert."
Tang Qing laughed, "This is our company’s experintal product, not yet officially on the market. But if you want to use it, I can lend it to you a few tis for free, no big deal."
Uranus Liu hissed, "Just a few tis? You stingy!"
With a patient face, Tang Qing bluffed, "Well, the costs are high, each set costs tens of millions of RMB to produce, not to ntion the research and developnt is even more expensive, and it’s sensitive equipnt. The operating cost for a three-hour duration goes up to over two hundred thousand."
"That expensive?" Uranus Liu was shocked. This was daylight robbery.
"Of course, it’s high technology; you haven’t seen it anywhere else," Tang Qing said proudly, considering the business as optional, depending on the circumstances since the profits weren’t substantial.
...
What could Uranus Liu say? With such perfect audio quality, spending over two hundred thousand for a concert to achieve this effect seed acceptable to many celebrities.
After all, the audience foots the bill.
Having experienced such a high-level concert.
Who would be interested in listening to concerts with noise anymore?
Suddenly.
Uranus Liu realized that Tang Qing had the potential to change the concert landscape with this lossless audio quality for live performances. If it beca widespread, it truly was a monopolizing business; he could make a fortune.
"Director Tang, you’re going to make a fortune," Uranus Liu said enviously.
"What fortune?" Tang Qing asked, puzzled.
Uranus Liu retorted irritably, "The audio equipnt for concerts! Once it hits the market, it will sweep all other concert equipnt off the shelves."
"Is it that impressive?" Tang Qing feigned confusion.
"Of course. Should I help you market it? And not just for concerts—your audio technology could have a wide-ranging market even in cinemas. Do you not see the business potential?" Uranus Liu looked at Tang Qing skeptically. How could the developer be unaware of its business value?
"I know," Tang Qing said with an innocent face.
Uranus Liu, frustrated, said, "Then why did you just say you didn’t know what fortune you could make, still wearing a face full of disbelief?"
"Well, I just feel like it’s not going to make that many billions,"
Tang Qing said, resting his chin on his hand, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
...
Uranus Liu turned around.
He didn’t want to speak to this local tyrant anymore.
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