Guo Dagang had never liked socializing. He was different from Yu Qian. Yu Qian was a man who drank a thousand cups of wine every day.
Although crosstalk was his main business, it was not for the sake of making money.
He had quite a deep background in the capital.
Guo Dagang was different. He relied on this to support his family. There was a time when he did not eat for a few days. He was hungry and even fell sick.
He had once sought refuge in mainstream crosstalk, which was mixed with a large number of laymen. Even if they were professionals, because of the exaggeration of the crosstalk world, no one would practice their basic skills or do their homework.
It was also because of this group of people that crosstalk was getting worse by the day. It was about to decline, but they did not care. In any case, they would die together.
At this time, the sudden appearance of Guo Dagang who wanted to work hard immediately aroused everyone's fear.
Therefore, even if he wanted to rely on them to make a living, they would not accept him because they were afraid of Guo Dagang.
About ten years ago, a famous crosstalk master wanted to take him as his disciple. However, not long after he said this, before he could take him as his disciple, that person passed away.
Therefore, Guo Dagang was still mixing around without a teacher.
However, he did take care of the descendant of that famous crosstalk artist. Although his abilities were limited, he would help as much as he could.
Even at that person's funeral, he went to pay his respects as a disciple, but was ridiculed by his peers for wanting to climb up the social ladder and not knowing what to do.
It could be said that Guo Dagang had seen through the cold and warm feelings of the human world for so many years, and he had long been indifferent to it.
Therefore, when Su Daqiang proposed to invest 200 million yuan and only asked for 70% of their shares, he even felt like a scholar would die for his confidant.
It had been too difficult for him for so many years. It could be said that he had shed blood and tears step by step.
Guo Dagang directly raised his glass and toasted Su Daqiang. He drank three glasses in a row and couldn't help but cough.
"Old Guo, don't be like this. I'm still counting on you to earn money for me.”
Su Daqiang joked.
"Don't worry, Brother Qiang. I definitely won't let you down.”
Yu Qian was also very happy because he especially liked crosstalk and recognized Guo Dagang's talent. Otherwise, he wouldn't have worked with him for so many years.
Seeing that he was about to stand out, Yu Qian was even happier than him.
For a moment, the guests and guests were drinking happily.
In the end, it was Andy who drove Mingyu and Su Daqiang back. Because both of them had drunk, only Andy had been drinking tea instead of wine.
When Su Daqiang returned home, he immediately turned on his computer and logged into Douyu. He hadn't broadcasted for a few days. He had been busy recording I Am a Singer.
Although he had always been playing with his live stream and didn't expect anything from it, he was still the face of Douyu, and Douyu was still in the midst of rapid growth.
Therefore, it was not wrong to broadcast often.
As soon as he started broadcasting, almost all the popular female streamers in Douyu received a notification because they all followed Su Daqiang.
Of course, some of them were Su Daqiang's fans. They didn't have any other thoughts, but there were also a large number of people who wanted to ride on Su Daqiang's popularity or directly get close to the boss of Douyu.
It was even possible that she could enter the entertainment industry directly through him.
Lan Xin was the best example.
There were even rumors that Lan Xin was Su Daqiang's woman in the live streamer circle, and they were very logical.
However, Lan Xin didn't care. First of all, this kind of thing only made things worse. Moreover, she really hoped that she could become Brother Qiang's woman.
After all, he was a perfect man.
As for Su Daqiang's age, she chose to forget about it.
Su Daqiang had also heard such rumors, but he could not be bothered with them. The strong did not need to care about what the weak said. Lan Xin did not say anything. If a man like him stood up to refute the rumors, it would seem too pretentious.
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