Chapter 122 The undercurrent surge

After listening to Bai Shu'an's question, Robert's blue eyes immediately emitted two lights, and his red face was shining. He smiled and said, "Miss Bai's foresight and insight make me admire. Indeed, it is the ultimate goal of our theater manager to effectively benefit the people with public resources.

In the distance, I think it's too monotonous to take the form of the party alone for the upcoming opening ceremony. If it is changed to Art Week and various art forms such as drama, opera, concert, opera and so on are integrated, will the momentum effect and the public response be better?

"What a word to wake up the dreamer!" Bai Shu'an couldn't help sighing in admiration, "Mr. Robert is really unique and quick-thinking. He really solved a big deal for Shu Anxin."

Hearing Bai Shu'an's praise, Robert, who was more than 50 years old, showed undisguised joy, as if he had completely opened the chat box and began to teach her the rich experience of theater management accumulated over the years in detail.

Just as the two were talking happily, Luo Hanfeng's slightly low voice sounded inappropriately, "Mr. Robert, I don't know what do you think of the high concert and concert tickets in Yuncheng, which is quite a cruel truth?

Seeing that Robert had surprisingly restrained his smile, Luo Hanfeng still said politely, "The price of hundreds or even thousands of yuan is for ordinary civilians with a monthly salary of only 1,000 yuan. Do you really think that holding a large-scale art week will attract more people to spend?"

Although Bai Shu'an had complaints, after thinking about it carefully, he had to admit that Luo Hanfeng's words were well-founded and in line with the current facts. If the government held this art week for its own interests, it would be like serving the upper-class people in the end.

Just as she was in a dilemma, Robert suddenly laughed and raised his hand and patted Zhang Jinyan on the shoulder. "I don't know if Mayor Zhang is willing to donate generously and open it to the people of Yuncheng for free, so that they can experience a real artistic feast?"

But seeing Zhang Jinyan meditating for a long time, he finally lowered his head and sighed, embarrassed to say, "Han Feng's words are indeed rare good words, which are worth my deep consideration. But with my strength alone, I'm afraid I can't change many of the current conventions. However, I will try my best to change it. Tickets for this Art Week will be as low as possible.

Zhang Jinyan's words made several people feel heavy, but Robert took the lead in coming out of the dull atmosphere and said loudly, "Yes, Mayor Zhang has been benevolent this time. As for the actors, Shu'an, don't worry, I promise to invite the famous British symphony orchestra and opera troupe to perform in Yuncheng, but the time of Art Week, if it is only half a month to prepare in the middle of next month, will it be too hasty?

Hearing this, Bai Shu'an's face was embarrassed. At this time, Zhang Jinyan smiled gently at her and said, "Fortunately, the opening event has not been widely publicized yet. Now that the content has been changed, it should not be a big problem to move the art week to the beginning of May."

Bai Shu'an smiled at ease and continued to learn from Robert...

The four people here are talking and laughing freely, and they are happy.

Over there, the two people who had been following him before were still missing at this time.

It turned out that as soon as Zhang Shiyao stepped into the banquet hall, she was stopped by Wang Xian, who appeared across the sky. Wang Xian today came to attend the coordination meeting on behalf of nearly 100 staff of the former Chunhua Theatre. His round body was more fat compared with last year, and his two red apple-like fat cheeks squeezed a pair of big eyes that were not godless. Two semicircles, at this time, he was smiling flatteringly at Zhang Shiyao and said in a simple tone, "Miss Zhang, where are you going in a hurry?"

"Of course I'm going to see my father!" Shi Yao walked eagerly and didn't look at him much.

Wang Xian followed closely, his leisurely eyes followed her anxious look, and suddenly sighed angrily, "I only dare to shout at me!"

Shi Yao heard the sound outside the string, and immediately stopped, turned around and stared. A pair of phoenix eyes were already spitting out.

Wang Xian seemed to eat the courage of the bear heart and leopard this time, and continued to say fearlessly, "It turns out that you are the daughter of a mayor, just have such a little ability. Look at other people, double in and out, ears and temples, how peaceful!" He looked at her sideways and looked disdainfully. "I thought you had great ability, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that. I heard that Mayor Zhang even gave the position of the director of the theater to that girl. Are you his own? Why do you never see him fight for a point for what you want..."

"Shut up!" Zhang Shiyao trembled with anger, suppressed her throat, gritted her teeth and roared, "Don't think that I don't know the little flowery intestines in your heart. Isn't it just that my father didn't leave the position of the dean to you, it's up to you..." He looked down at him, snorted coldly, and laughed, "It's also worthy!"

Wang Xianxiao expected that she would have this reaction and said with a careless smile, "Yes, yes, I don't deserve it. Does she deserve it?"

After saying that, he looked at Bai Shu'an, who was talking and laughing with Zhang Jin in front of the rostrum, intentionally or unintentionally.

The gloom in Zhang Shiyao's eyes was full of darkness, strongly suppressing the turbulent undercurrent at the bottom of her heart, and smiled ambiguously at the king: "Whether she deserves it or not, it has nothing to do with you. Also, don't think that you can use this kind of dirty means to anger me and help you do stupid things. You are really innocent. No wonder today, you haven't even kept any foundation left by me, hehe..."

A few proud smiles floated from his cold face, and then stepped forward. The tall figure, accompanied by Wang Xian's dull eyes, calmly walked out of his sight.

On the side of the passage where Zhang Shiyao walked proudly, two other familiar figures were sitting at this time.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, when Du Ruomin walked into the hall with a depressed look, he was distracted and bumped into a person.

Looking up, both of them were stunned.

Yun Wei was dressed in a burgundy dress and stood in front of him.

"Aunt Yun, I really didn't expect it to be you." Du Ruomin took a step forward and gently hugged her, expressing his joy.

Yun Wei was also overjoyed. She immediately dragged him to find a vacant seat suitable for conversation and said enthusiastically, "My big star, how long has it been since Aunt Yun seen you? She didn't even go back for the Spring Festival. It's outrageous."

Ruo Min smiled implicitly, and her elegant eyebrows raised slightly. Those words that pressed against Bai Shu'an couldn't speak at the bottom of her heart were like a tide at this time: "Aunt Yun, I heard that Aunt Man is not very good. You are her only good sister. Help me take care of her more. Some."

Yun Wei's face swept a wisp of gloom, and she looked meaningfully at Bai Shu'an's figure in the distance, and her tone became difficult: "Don't worry, good child, I will definitely do what I can do. It's just..." Ruomin still doesn't know much about Lin Manyin's past, but Yunwei also knows Ruomin's temperament very well. I'm afraid he won't deliberately investigate, so he sighed and said lightly, "With you and Shu'an, I believe that Manyin will get better soon."

Du Ruomin has been with Lin Manyin for more than ten years. From a teenager who is ignorant of the world to a big star who is now popular, there are many things, not that he doesn't know, but just pretends not to know; there are many people, not that he wants to forget, but can't continue; there are many knots, not that he doesn't want to solve, but that he doesn't know how to solve... ...

For those who carry too many past and too many burdens, he always repays pity, because he himself is not such a person!