After a little discussion, He Xiangdong left the phone number of the landlord's house for the two gentlemen and went back to wait for the letter, he didn't even buy a pager until now, and he had to go to the small shop to make a call. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Time passed bit by bit, and there were not many days, ten days, just after the National Day, Zhang Wenhai wrote from there, saying that he had found a good garden, and wanted He Xiangdong and Fan Wenquan to go and see.

It happened that Tian Jiani was also playing with He Xiangdong that day, as long as Tian Jiani was fine, she always came to He Xiangdong, and the two of them didn't do anything, just shopping in the park, buying vegetables and cooking or something, and learning drum skills.

Coincidentally, He Xiangdong took Tian Jiani to take the bus over, the garden is in Fengtai District, there is still some distance from Daxing, there has to be a small 30-kilometer road.

When he got over there, Fan Wenquan also arrived, and the two old men were there, and when he saw He Xiangdong coming over with Tian Jiani, Zhang Wenhai laughed at the time and quipped: "Yo, this young man still brought his family here?"

Tian Jiani's face turned red at that time.

He Xiangdong said: "Don't talk nonsense, this is my friend who grew up together, she sings the Beijing rhyme drum." Come, Nier, this is Mr. Zhang Wenhai Zhang, my senior. This is Fan Wenquan, my uncle, you've seen it before. ”

Tian Jiani also looked at the two of them, and greeted them with a smile: "Hello Mr. Zhang, hello uncle, I am Tian Jiani, under Bai Qiang, Mr. Bai." ”

Zhang Wenhai, the old man, still had a smile on his thin face, and said, "Yo, this is all called Uncle Shi?"

He Xiangdong glanced at Tian Jiani carefully, and when he saw that she didn't react much, he was relieved, and then said to Zhang Wenhai angrily: "Your shoulders are high and your shoulders are low, this bad heart is all in the moment, how can it be wilted?"

Fan Wenquan also said: "Hey, you don't know that he was expelled because he was a hooligan." ”

Zhang Wenhai pushed Fan Wenquan and said angrily: "What kind of hooligan, I'm love, you old thing, and I'm a hooligan, believe it or not......"

Seeing that the two of them were going to quarrel again, He Xiangdong hurriedly persuaded: "Second master, don't quarrel, don't quarrel, let's look at the garden, let's go in and see if it's okay." ”

The two old men stopped at this time, and Zhang Wenhai said: "This home used to show movies, but then it collapsed due to poor management, and now it has been slightly changed to a small theater, and it is being rented, and I took a look at it and it was good." ”

The manager of this theater is called Liu Qingyang, a shrewd and capable middle-aged man, he took a few people to the garden to see, this is a small movie theater in the past, and the seats are all small red folding sofa seats, which are quite comfortable.

If it is full, there are more than 300 people, and the seats are stacked upwards, so that even the last row of the audience can see the performance on stage.

In fact, there is no stage, just the open space in front of the movie curtain in the past, which is regarded as a stage. Other sound and lighting facilities are quite perfect, there is also a backstage, and there is a small room outside the side door of the curtain, which can be used as a backstage.

Liu Qingyang, the theater manager, said: "We are not bad here, the location is also good, there is a lot of traffic next to here, you want to say that cross talk must be a good place, what a good venue." There are also restaurants outside, and it's convenient to eat, let's be considered the city center, this person comes and goes, they are all rich people, and they will definitely be able to pay for it, and it's not a simple matter to listen to cross talk casually. ”

Zhang Wenhai smiled and said, "Your manager is very eloquent, how are you?"

He Xiangdong didn't speak, but looked at Fan Wenquan, Fan Wenquan glanced around, and said: "Yes, it's okay, the location here is good, there are many visitors, and this one itself can also be seen, the audience can also see the performance on the stage when it is full, and it can seat almost 300 people, it is a good hole." ”

He Xiangdong was also quite satisfied with this place, and he asked Liu Qingyang: "Manager Liu, how much does it cost a month here?"

Liu Qingyang thought for a while and said: "Our boss originally said that it would cost 7,000 a month here, so let's do it all sincerely, I will give you 6,000 a month, and I will also spare a small room next to it for you to use as a backstage, how about the water and electricity bills?"

He Xiangdong secretly said to himself, six thousand a month, this price is too high, of course, he did not show a vision in his complexion, but said to Fan Wenquan and Zhang Wenhai: "What do you two think?"

Zhang Wenhai said: "I have also found a lot of land these days, and it is relatively cost-effective here, it is worth the price, what do you think, Lao Fan." ”

Fan Wenquan frowned and said: "The land is good land, this price is a bit high, and it is also in the third ring, so this price is also appropriate." ”

Liu Qingyang also said: "In this way, I'm giving you a discount, is it good to pay once a month, you say that cross talk is making a lot of money, it's not a simple matter to pay the venue fee." ”

In this case, He Xiangdong also gritted his teeth and said: "Cheng, that's it, we have rented this land, and I will send you the money when I catch up with Ming'er." ”

Liu Qingyang suddenly burst into laughter, and said: "Okay, good, eh, by the way, did you say that cross talk has a name, you can't just say cross talk, right?"

Zhang Wenhai patted his brain and said: "Oh, I've been looking for a place during this time, but I actually forgot about this stubble, and I didn't even have a name for a long time." ”

Fan Wenquan pondered for a moment and said, "Aren't we going to have a cross talk conference, let's just call it a cross talk conference." ”

Zhang Wenhai said: "What is the cross talk conference, we pay attention to a loud signboard in business, you see that everyone is full of virtue, why don't you just call a roast duck restaurant?"

Fan Wenquan pulled a face: "Then what do you call it?"

Zhang Wenhai said: "I didn't think about it. ”

"Then you talk. Fan Wenquan erupted angrily.

He Xiangdong thought for a while and said: "Why don't you call it a cross talk conference, isn't the performance in the tea house garden also called a cross talk conference, we are going to talk about real cross talk, then return to the tradition, it's not bad to call it a cross talk conference, let's call it Beijing cross talk conference or Fengtai cross talk conference in Beijing?"

Zhang Wenhai said: "Return the Beijing cross talk conference, return the Fengtai cross talk conference, can the Beijing government agree to you use Beijing's name indiscriminately?"

Fan Wenquan was also a little breathless, he said: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you have an idea, don't keep vetoing us?"

Zhang Wenhai frowned and was thinking, raised his eyes to look at He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani who were standing together, and suddenly showed a wicked smile, and said: "I think this little couple seems to be quite right, I think it can be popular with the name of the person, you look at Wang Mazi, Zhang Xiaoquan is not an old shop, I think it's good to use the names of these two young people." ”

Fan Wenquan glanced back and said, "I think it's okay, the world belongs to young people, it's better to use their names, one person can make a word out, called Dongjia?"

Zhang Wenhai said: "What Dongjia, it looks like the younger brother of Toshiba gas stove, called Dongni." ”

Fan Wenquan also said: "You still seem to be from the countryside of Henan, or you can call it Xiang Jia, and move towards better." ”

Zhang Wenhai's eyes lit up and said, "That's good." ”

He Xiangdong interjected at this time, and said in astonishment: "You two are so casual in naming them?"

Zhang Wenhai, the old man with a broken mouth, said: "It's good, it's good, it's good, Xiang Jia is good." ”

Tian Jiani listened to a few people talking, but she never spoke.

He Xiangdong rolled his eyes and said: "Xiang Jia, this Xiang Jia cross talk conference? This is not catchy, it is better to call an underworld to catchy." ”

Zhang Wenhai said: "The underworld? ”

"So casual?" He Xiangdong was really dumbfounded.