Being Reborn And Starting Off By Not Being A Simp-Chapter 51: Everyone Here Is a Talent

When it was almost noon, the people from the headquarters of the Tian Yuan Corporation and Liu Qing finally arrived.

Ding Yun had already paid the few million that the group had spent on this company. Now, it was time to handle the change in shares of Tianyuan Media.

This required some procedures and time.

Even if the documents were all prepared, the relevant departments would still take a long time to review them. The procedures would take at least half a month to complete.

If it didn’t go well, then it would take even longer.

Otherwise, Su Qi wouldn’t have sent someone to contact Liu Qing.

Liu Qing felt a headache when he heard the person introduce the program.

He had thought that he would be able to settle this matter in a day or two. He did not expect it to take so long.

He had originally wanted to wait until the equity change before setting up a mask factory, but now it seemed that he could not wait any longer.

It was already August. What would happen if they waited any longer?

In the afternoon, he followed the person from the headquarters to the relevant department to submit the materials. The person from the headquarters went back. Liu Qing returned to the company and announced to all the employees that he would treat them to a big meal tonight.

After dinner, he would go to karaoke.

This caused a wave of cheers.

There were only a dozen people in total. Although Liu Qing did not have much money on hand, it was not a problem for him to treat them to a meal.

This was also a team-building session, and it gave him a chance to get to know the company’s employees better.

Liu Qing was not familiar with this area. He Feng was the one who booked the place to eat and sing karaoke. He was responsible for paying.

Everyone else was happy, but Qin Kun didn’t want to go. He said to Liu Qing,""Boss, my legs are inconvenient. I won’t join in the fun."

"Don’t you know how to drive?" Liu Qing laughed. They didn’t have to drive far to get there. Wouldn’t it be nice if everyone could have fun together? I was still counting on you to send me home."

"Since Boss says so, I’ll go make up the numbers." Qin Kun’s eyes lit up."

After work, a large group of people rushed to the place where they ate.

The company only had a van, which was basically used by Qin Kun because he often had to drive the company’s contracted internet celebrities to take videos and photos.

Although he was a cripple, his left leg was crippled, so it didn’t affect his driving.

He Feng did buy a car, but his wife usually drove it. Because his wife had to send their children to school, he could only ride Qin Kun’s van.

The van could only fit a few people, so the rest of the people walked over.

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It was a middle-class restaurant. Although Liu Qing ordered the more expensive dishes on the menu, it did not cost much.

There were beer, red wine, white wine, and orange juice. Qin Kun saw white wine and obviously wanted to drink it, but he held back.

He still had to drive, so he couldn’t drink.

Liu Qing was impressed by this.

Although everyone knew that they couldn’t drive after drinking, there were many people who still drove after drinking.

As a community security guard, he often encountered drunk driving owners causing trouble at night, especially during holidays.

It wasn’t that they didn’t know the truth, but they lacked respect for it.

It was rare for Qin Kun to be able to control himself from drinking.

No one advised him to drink, because everyone knew that he had another task, which was to drive the boss home.

It would be bad if the boss thought that they had other intentions by persuading him to drink at this time.

Someone did toast Liu Qing, but Liu Qing only used orange juice instead. The reason was that he did not drink alcohol and was a little allergic to it.

Eating was a good window to observe people. One could see some people’s character.

This was the chicken soup for the soul that Liu Qing had seen on the Internet.

However, he had forgotten how to observe and judge.

After observing for a meal, Liu Qing came to a conclusion:

"Everyone here is talented and their words are pleasant to the ear."

Indeed, everyone spoke nicely and said what he liked to hear.

Through the employees ’comments, Liu Qing discovered many of his strengths and gained a deeper understanding of himself.

If it wasn’t for these people pointing it out, he would have thought that he was a semi-illiterate.

This should be considered the harvest of this meal, right?

After dinner, everyone went to karaoke.

The karaoke venue was in the same building as the restaurant, so it was very convenient.

There were more than a dozen people in a large private room. The fruit platter and the like cost one to two thousand yuan, and it covered the night.

Liu Qing paid the bill first.

At the beginning, everyone was very reserved and let the boss sing first. At the same time, they searched their minds for the compliments they knew, hoping to find suitable compliments to praise the boss ’singing skills at any accident scene.

However, Liu Qing did not sing.

Ever since he recorded a song he sang on his phone and listened to the replay, he had lost the courage to sing in front of others.

How should he put it...

It was even worse than Xiaowen’s singing!

Today, these employees had given him a near-perfect image. He could not bear to destroy this beautiful image.

He did not sing, and the employees of the company were relieved.

There were two microphones in total. If the boss wanted to sing, one of the microphones would definitely belong to him.

If Mr. He still sang, then he would lose both microphones.

This isn’t called singing karaoke, this is called coming to your concert.

My good rest time is not used to be tortured by your sound waves here!

Liu Qing gave up the rights to dominate the microphone, so the first song naturally fell into the hands of He Feng, the general manager.

When Liu Qing gave up, the person who was tinkering with the song list very thoughtfully chose a classic old song called " The Love of a Boat Fighter " for He Feng to sing. At that time, everyone was already familiar with Mr. He’s signature karaoke routine.

While He Feng was crying and howling into the microphone, Liu Qing went to the bathroom and played with his phone for a few minutes before coming out.

As soon as he came out, he heard everyone clapping.

"Mr. He’s singing is really good."

He Feng was humble." Actually, I don’t have much singing skills. The main thing is that I’m familiar with this song. After singing it many times, I can sing the emotions in the song."

In the corner, a mocking smile appeared on Qin Kun’s face.

Liu Qing sat beside Qin Kun with a smile and asked,"

"Director Qin, do you want to go up and sing?"

Qin Kun waved his hand."

His words were very humble, but the trace of defiance in his eyes still betrayed his true thoughts.

"This person must be very good at singing." Liu Qing thought to himself.

After He Feng sang another song, he finally gave the microphone to Qin Kun, the director.

Qin Kun took the microphone in a reserved manner and turned on the microphone passionately.

Yes, her singing was indeed terrible.

Liu Qing’s evaluation of him changed."