Devil's Music

Carrington, North Dakota, USA.

An old man in his late 60s was smoking cigarettes in front of the factory in his dirty work clothes. The factory was quite large, but fewer than thirty workers had more stationary machines than working machines. Working inside through an open door in the factory.

The old man who saw the employees smoking deeply.

“I started in my father's generation, but I can't do it anymore. ”

The old man mutters to himself and sees the factory. One of the two big factory buildings was completely out of the light, and the old man saw that only the other one had half a complaint on, and when he shook his head, the old lady in her 60s saw something cheap to look at.

I picked it up.

“Adolf. How's it going? ”

I got up after rubbing off the cigarette that Adolf was smoking, and I received the piece of paper that my grandmother had brought.

“Rebecca, what are you doing here? Let's just stay home. ”

Adolf picks up the sheet and goes to the nearby bench. Rebecca sits on the bench, smiling as if she were exhausted.

“How can I rest when you're struggling alone? And when you buy it outside, it costs money. It's much cheaper to make it at home. ”

As Adolf looks apologetic, he unravels his gaze and sees the sandwiches and fruits in the lock-and-rock barrel.

“Well, thank you again today. And I'm sorry."

Rebecca covers her mouth with a nice smile.

“Hoho, I'm sorry. We're married. We have to work together. By the way, it's been a long time since I've had a job. How long have you been in here? ”

Adolf slashes a big slice of sandwich and says,

“Yeah, it's no big deal. But this is Montana's record, so I ordered about 20,000 of them. ”

Rebecca said with a glare.

“Oh my God, 20,000 cards? ”

Adolf looks down at his favourite Rebecca.

“What are you so happy about? Yeah, when my dad was alive, he used to take eight million pictures a month. ”

Rebecca smiles and hugs Adam's shoulder.

“We talk about it all the time, and at the same time these days, 20,000 people in the factory are paid off. ”

Adolf bows and grabs his head and says,

“Yeah, that's it. The less I do this, the less I'm going to be. Even if we put out the fire urgently on this one, I don't think we can do this anymore, Rebecca. ”

Rebecca hears Adolf's desperate words and looks at him for a moment, then gives him a smile and taps him on the back.

“It's okay, you've done well. If we sell the factory, we'll be fine for the rest of our lives. ”

“Phew... I'm sorry. I wanted to be nicer to you. ”

“Hoho, don't say that. If you love me as much as you love me now, that's enough. ”

Adolf squeezes Rebecca's hand, looking at him with warm eyes.

“Well done. You raised the kids by yourself. ”

Rebecca lowers her head slightly, then smiles with a small teardrop in her eyes.

“Good job to you, too. ”

As the old couple sat on the bench reminiscing about the old days, a black man raised his head and shouted in an open large factory door.

“Boss!! The phone's ringing!”

Adolf gets up and smiles, placing Rebecca's hand.

“I'll be back in a minute. It's probably a bank. It's next month's loan repayment day. ”

Rebecca gives you a slightly worried look, and Adolf grins.

“Don't worry. The money I get after this is over, the interest is solved. I've never lost interest before, so you could extend your loan. ”

“Are you sure, Adolf? ”

“Yeah, just trust me. Haha. I'll be back in a minute, then. ”

He went into the factory, climbed the second floor stairs and opened the office door to a phone with a handset in the eyes of Adolf. Adolf takes a deep breath with a nervous look.

“Hello?"

“Ah, are you Adam Ortiz from Record Store Day? ”

“Yes, I'm Adolf.”

“I see. I've been calling to give you a heads up. ”

“Oh, yeah · · Is it possible · · that it's preparing to apply for an extension? ”

“Yes? What kind of extension? ”

“Well, because of my loan repayment period · ·”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I think you're mistaken because you didn't introduce me. This is a Nepalese record. ”

He was surprised and yelled, knowing that Adolf was Montana's company that ordered 20,000 albums.

“Huff! You're not going to cancel the order, are you? The factory is already running and you can't cancel it now! ”

“Haha, Mr. Ortiz. Just calm down.”

Adolf grabs the receiver with both hands and says in a hurry.

“Do I look calm now? If this order is cancelled, I'll be sitting on the street! ”

Beyond the handset, you hear the sound of paper passing the document for a moment, and then you hear a calm voice again.

“Mr.Ortiz. I think you're mistaken because I didn't explain it. Sorry, I'm Lopez, the album orderer for Nepalem records. As you said, Record Store Day is a business day. ”

“Well, yes! Look at the state of things! I'm in bad shape to think about retirement! ”

“Haha, Mr. Ortiz, I'm not calling to cancel your order. I'm calling for an extra order. ”

Adolf's expression suddenly brightens and shouts.

“Yes!? Extra orders? Haha, heh, heh? ”

“Haha, keep it down a little bit. My ears hurt.”

“Oh, I'm sorry. By the way, which musician's album is this time? When can you send me a sample CD? Soon, the album you ordered will be up and running tomorrow. ”

“Yes, production of additional albums in Montana that I ordered earlier. ”

I was a little disappointed in Adolf's expression. Overall, the record industry was in a recession, so additional orders had to be less than the initial volume. Adolf quickly recovered from his absence, however.

“I see. How much would you like to order, then? ”

When I heard the sound of handing the paper back over the handset, I was anxious to wait for Adolf.

“Now · · How many employees are on record store days · · 28 · · · How many machines are available? ”

Adolf quickly looked at the list of factory equipment and said,

“Two people per machine, pull them together, and you can do up to 16. ”

“Mmm · · 16. Can't we produce more? ”

“Yes? · · · It doesn't matter how many employees, just make sure the machine is working · ·”

“How many machines, even those that are not in use for long periods of time, can be used immediately? ”

“Oh, wait a minute. Two factory buildings, about a hundred machines total, but the maintenance staff can only take care of up to three machines, so 84 is the maximum.

“Hmm, I see. Can't you rehire a temporary staff member who dropped out? ”

“Oh · · · Everyone is retired and playing, so they will come if you call them, but why do you ask? ”

“Oh, excuse me. I have a lot of extra production. We didn't expect this either, so we are calling several factories to determine how much we can produce. ”

“Oh, isn't Montana's album going well this time? Did the store have any additional orders? ”

“Haha, yes. Yes, there are a lot of CD orders just for offline albums. ”

“I see. Good news. How much more will you produce in total? ”

“Well, it's still private, but if you keep it a secret, I'll let you know, it's a company that does business with us. ”

“Of course, I've survived this long with one credit. Trust me."

“Hehe, I know. It's a company I've been trading with for over 20 years, so I called you first. ”

“Haha, thank you. ”

“Yes, Mr. Ortiz. Two days after Montana's album was released. Officials are coming in on additional purchases from around the world. The initial output of 100,000 sold out on the first day, and now the album is on the market.

So we commissioned 20,000 of them. ”

“Yes, that's right. They're due tomorrow. ”

“Yes, but · · · only 3 million additional orders. ”

“To · · ·? Four million? Three million? ”

“Yes, I think it's more than that when I look at the Internet response. ”

“Huff, puff, puff, puff, puff..."

“Haha, that's why I wanted to inquire about the productivity of record store days. The store wants more albums soon. ”

Adolf rises from his seat and shouts.

“Yes, we can! Hey, one week! Just give us a week and we can cover a million overnight! ”

“Hmm · · · A week · · ·? ”

“Oh, no!! Oil!! Just oil! ”

“Haha, good. Millions after oil. I'll place an order right away. We'll send you a formal fax. ”

“Are you sure?! Go, thank you! Thank you!”

“Haha, you don't have to thank me. You should be thankful to Montana for making such a good album. ”

“Ah! I see! Yes, sir!”

“Yes, I will fax it to you in 30 minutes. I'll call you back after oil. ”

“Yes, yes!! ”

After hanging up the phone, Rebecca, who was waiting outside the factory for Adolf, looking at the fax with a nervous expression for thirty minutes trembling, came to the office worried as he did not return.

“Adolf? Honey, what's wrong? ”

When Adolf sees the blue light coming in the fax, he puts his index finger on his mouth. Rebecca sees a fax following Adolf's gaze. After reading the paper printed with Adolf running in front of a fax like the wind, raise your arms high in the sky

I smiled with a full face.

“A million!! Million!! ”

Rebecca looks at Adolf curiously, puts the fax on the table, sees Adolf running back to the factory, hears the fax and reads, shuts his mouth and shed tears of joy.

“M-my God!! ”

Adolf, who opened the office door wide and held the steel safety bar on the second floor, shouted with a joyful look at the factory staff.

“A million!! Million!!! Call the people who quit immediately and tell them to do their part-time job! Hey! I'll pay you a lot of money, so let's just stay up all night!! ”

This was happening simultaneously in several difficult music production factories in rural United States. A miracle like an oasis was slowly lifting his head to a music production factory in a difficult recession.

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