"As soon as I made a shot, it was 500,000, and Boss Wang was magnificent. ”

As soon as the door was closed, Xiao Lanyu leaned against the door and looked directly at Wang Ye.

"Don't worry, your share is indispensable after the deed. ”

Wang Ye smiled noncommittally, carefully arranged his collar in the dressing mirror at the door, picked up his coat and prepared to leave.

Although Xiao Lanyu is beautiful, he doesn't seem to have any other thoughts.

"Giggle...... Then I'll thank Boss Wang in advance. ”

Xiao Lanyu smiled coquettishly, a subtle doubt flashed in her eyes, and she retreated to the side with interest.

"You're welcome, in the future, my theater will rely on Boss Yu to take care of it. ”

Wang Ye politely raised the corners of his mouth at her, and walked towards the door in a dashing manner.

"By the way, please ask Boss Yu to worry about tomorrow's affairs. ”

When he was about to go out, Wang Ye turned around and added with a polite smile, and only after getting Xiao Lanyu's affirmative answer did he leave with confidence.

"Old fox!"

The moment the door closed, Xiao Lanyu's face suddenly changed.

Don't look at Wang Ye looking like a humble gentleman, but she knows in her heart that this is the real cannibalism without spitting out bones.

In order to swallow Wu Mantun's troupe, he secretly put him together, and this is just a brainless fool like An Tiankui.

Wang Ye's theater is a top-ranked theater in the entire Mianshan City, and its operation is also impressive, and its annual profit is probably more than twice that of Wu Mantun's theater.

If it was really for a non-mainstream drama troupe, why did he spend so much effort?

"I really take this girl for a fool, don't think I don't know, your real purpose is not the troupe at all, but the land in Rongchun Hall!"

Xiao Lanyu stood in front of the window and looked at the back of Wang Ye, who had just come out of the door of the hotel, and gently licked the corners of her lips greedily and whispered to herself.

has been singing in the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe for several months, and there are many people who praise her, including some government officials.

More than two months ago, when she was having dinner with a secretary of the city government, she overheard words such as "demolition", "building a second commercial center" and "Rongchun Hall" on the phone.

Three days ago, when Wang Ye secretly found her and proposed to make Wu Mantun capsize in the gutter, and promised her heavy benefits, she vaguely guessed that things were not as simple as Wang Ye said.

Rongchun Hall is an old opera garden, although it can only accommodate eight or nine hundred people, but it covers a lot of area.

If the government really wants to build this area into the second city center of Mianshan City, then the value of Rongchun Hall will not rise and fall?

When she overheard this secret news more than two months ago, Xiao Lanyu didn't pay much attention to it, and it wasn't until Wang Ye found her three days ago that she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and connected the two things.

"If you want to use that little money, you can send me away, you think beautiful!"

Wang Ye, who watched downstairs through the window screen, drove away, Xiao Lanyu proudly pinched the orchid finger and stepped on the small broken steps, and went to the bathroom to take a beautiful bath.

On the night before the rolling, many people were not idle, and all the people related to tomorrow's roll-up were making final preparations.

Cheng Xiaolou, one of the protagonists, is no exception.

The next day.

In a business hotel near Rongchun Hall, Cheng Xiaolou was wearing a red wedding dress and a phoenix hairpin, and he was concentrating on drawing his eyebrows and lips in the mirror.

Duan Lanquan sat on the chair next to him and looked at the beautiful woman in front of the mirror without blinking, and in a trance, he had the illusion of traveling back to ancient times.

During the time that Cheng Xiaolou was dressing up, he didn't even dare to breathe, and he looked at it like this from beginning to end, for fear of abruptly becoming a beauty.

After the last sketch was completed, Cheng Xiaolou looked at the glamorous and incomprehensible face in the mirror, and looked at it in a daze for a while before stabilizing his mind and retracting his gaze.

"It's really God's food, even I almost fell in love with the face in the mirror in this dress, demon!"

He shrunk his neck a little frightened, raised his eyes and looked at the time, there were still twenty minutes before the start of the play.

"Senior brother..."

"Senior Brother......

Cheng Xiaolou got up and turned his head, and saw Duan Lanquan staring at him with straight eyes, his heart trembled for no reason, and he shouted twice in a row to bring him back to his senses.

"Huh?what?!"

Duan Lanquanjun's face flushed, and he quickly turned his head to the side, his heart pounding.

"Ahh ”

Cheng Xiaolou glanced at him speechlessly, and secretly decided that it would be better to do less of this kind of appearance in front of him in the future.

Senior Brother Duan Lanquan is his only relative in this world, if he accidentally bends him unintentionally, it will be a big sin.

Even if he didn't bend Duan Lanquan, he was afraid that he would bend himself when he looked in the mirror.

"Oooh oh ......"

Duan Lanquan agreed, quickly got up and hurriedly packed his things.

"Huh, what is this?"

Suddenly, he felt that the corners of his mouth were wet and cool, and he subconsciously wiped a handful, and there was a lot of saliva in his hands.

"it!"

At this moment, Duan Lanquan's scalp was numb, and he only felt that 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping by.

"Watching Xiaolou's makeup drool, I shouldn't really ......?"

Thinking of this, Duan Lanquan subconsciously shuddered, and quickly shook his head vigorously, finally getting rid of the forbidden thoughts in his mind.

This morning, it was temporarily decided to open a room near the Rongchuntang Theater, just to facilitate makeup and change clothes.

But at this time, after putting on makeup and changing clothes, Cheng Xiaolou glanced at the fans queuing up at the entrance of Rongchun Hall not far from the window, and suddenly felt a little afraid to go out.

"I didn't pretend to be so delicate if I knew it. ”

Cheng Xiaolou pouted with a headache, this was the first time in his two lives that he was distressed because he was too good-looking.

"You wait, I'll go downstairs and buy you an umbrella. ”

Duan Lanquan saw his distress at a glance, dropped this sentence and hurried out of the door.

Ten minutes later, when he came back with an antique azure oil-paper umbrella, Cheng Xiaolou almost vomited blood in depression.

"Oh, my brother, what do you think this thing can stop?"

He opened his umbrella and turned it around in the mirror, his eyes almost full of hearts.

"I asked, and there was a shop nearby that sold handmade oil-paper umbrellas. ”

Duan Lanquan shrunk his neck panting, he also felt that this umbrella not only did not cover the temperament that fascinated all beings on Cheng Xiaolou's body, but instead added two points of the gentleness of the little jasper.

"Forget it, it's almost time, so let's leave it at that, and I'll put my coat on the outside and hold the umbrella lower. ”

Picked up the mobile phone on the table and looked at the time, it was only a few minutes before the official start of the show.

In desperation, he could only cover his face with an oil-paper umbrella, trying to keep a low profile and not attract the attention of others.