CBGB, located at 315 Powell Avenue on Second Avenue, was acquired by Jereh with personal funding, and was renovated together with nearby Nos. 313, 314, 316 and 317 Powell Avenue. On the basis of not changing the old site of CBGB Club 315, the upper and lower floors of No. 313 to No. 317 were opened, and the basement floor was connected to create the largest underground stage in the United States and even the world. The old site of CBGB Club 315 has not been changed because the original stage of this birthplace of punk is surrounded by bands that have performed on CBGB for the past two decades. Whether it's country, blues, rhythm and blues, of course, it's more offbeat. Heineken Christopher foresaw a future where country music would lead the music wave, but it was in Nashville, but not in Manhattan. But in the CBGB in Manhattan, there is another kind of music, alternative music represented by punk, OMFUG in CBGB-OMFUG, alternative music for music lovers. This is something that Heineken-Christand himself did not expect.

For Grammy's magical J's investment in the acquisition of CBGB, Heineken Christopher was originally strongly opposed. He opened a club like this just to give a stage for children who want to talk through music, whether it's Television, The-Ramons, Talking-Head, Blondie, Patti-Smith, Iggy-Pop, The police, the Dead-Boys, and so on are just by-products of this stage.

You know, before Mr. Christopher bought the bar at 315 Powell Avenue, two of the clubs he ran had closed. Two bankrupt clubs, a failed marriage, two children, that's what he was like when he started CBGB. No one expected it. What a big turn of events.

In the eyes of Heineken-Christopher, CBGB-OMMUG is like a crooked tree, although it did not bring him the expected happiness, but the fruit made him very happy. Magic J wants to buy CBGB, nothing more than to industrialize CBGB. Heineken Christopher has always thought so. So, when he first received the call, he simply hung up the phone without hesitation. He didn't want the lads to lose the stage to perform. At least, not with him.

And when he learned about it for the second time, his daughter. That is, Lisa Christopher, the treasurer of the CBGB, who was holding a proposal sent from Rothschel's house. Sitting next to Lisa Christo is none other than Murf Ferguson, Heineken Christo's longtime partner.

"OH~Man~" Murf Ferguson's eyes widened as he looked at the purchase amount on the proposal.

That's an eight-figure amount, and they also own 13% of the CBGB-OMFUG music brand established after the acquisition, and not only that, but they have been troubled by the fact that the venue is not big enough and the performance stage is dilapidated. A series of problems such as the imbalance of the club's income and expenditure have been perfectly solved. What's more, after the acquisition of CBGB-OMFUG, in addition to the establishment of a professional management team to manage the club's upper record stores, as well as the promotion and sales of the band's records that may arise in the future. The club's affairs will still be managed entirely by Heineken Christofferl. In Lisa Christopher and Murf 0 Ferguson's view, it's nothing short of pie-in-the-sky.

Lisa had been hesitating whether she should abandon the CBGB and continue her law major. Then he should go to be a lawyer, or should he stay in CBGB to help his father, who doesn't know how to run a club at all. You know, with CBGB such a hot passenger flow. If it were her, CBGB would not have ended up in this field at all. At least I don't even know how to solve next month's rent. Now, with an eight-figure acquisition fund, and a later investment in the renovation of the streets 313 to 317, the acquirer is still the Grammy's magic J, and the CBGB will be expanded and rebuilt.

It's unbelievable.

Even Taxi, Idava, and Gea Raven came up to him and told him that he should accept the offer.

Heineken Christo led his dog around Powell Street four or five times, and finally nodded in agreement, on the very funny grounds that Magic J also happens to be a Jew. Record producer Gia Raven shook her head when she heard this.

Now that it has been renovated, the façade of CBGB has been four or five times larger, and the CBGB-OMMUG lettering has been designed as a punk graffiti covering the entire façade. The entrance to the band and customers is still 315 Powell Ave. If you're going to buy band merch and band records, you're going to have to start at number 314, and you'll find CBGB bands that are famous in the U.S. and around the world, whether it's country, blues, ramp-blues, punk, hardcore, etc., you can find it in CBGB's record stores. CBGB managers are very good at collecting information and integrating and utilizing it. Part of the store's booming sales were used to pay for the CBGB's daily expenses, part of it was used as a development fund for the band, part of it was used for publicity, and part of it was used for periodic underground concerts. Even if CBGB has a loser like Heineken Christopher, CBGB still has a lot of net profit every year after the acquisition. And as the year increases, there are more and more.

It's not the first time Avril has come to CBGB, and every year the final stage of the American superband is held on the CBGB's underground stage. It's just that every time she comes to CBGB, Avril will seem extremely excited, as if there is a force that drills directly into the soles of her feet and instantly detonates her whole body. It's a really good feeling.

The RV was parked in an alley on Second Avenue, and the one who walked out of the alley with Avril was still the boy with an explosive hairstyle and a sticky beard. (To be continued......)