Chapter 00039 A Grand Festival in the Chinese Music Circle

The hall on the first floor is full of people, doing everything, playing with mobile phones, chatting about yellow sections, flirting with waiters, etc., a very good hall, not for a while, the ground is full of cigarette butts, rhubarb phlegm or something, the scene is not general chaos.

Several experienced security guards, staring at the migrant workers and gangsters in the hall, and a few people kept calling, and they didn't know whether to call the police or notify Qin Wantian.

In fact, this trick is really bad, it will harm you, and it will make you have nothing to say, in the name of consumption, you will not leave in the hall, so that the dynasty has no way at all, and you are entertaining other guests, and you can't earn back a dime in the cost of tens of thousands of dollars a day, and Qin Wantian will definitely not be able to stand it if it drags on for a few days.

It didn't take long for the food to come up, a large basin with steaming rice and a plate of shredded potatoes.

"Come on, let's open up!!" The leading migrant worker at my table was not polite, and put a bowl of rice and a shredded potato, yes, I read that right, it was a shredded potato, and began to stuff rice into his mouth, and the one he ate was called a fragrant.

"Grass, it's a little light, let's make do with it!!" The migrant worker scolded unhappily and continued to eat.

In the entire hall on the first floor, there were three or four hundred people, and they began to eat, in fact, it was to eat, in fact, it was to spoil the food, generally everyone ate one or two bites and did not eat, and then waited for about half an hour, eating two bites, so that the people of the dynasty could say anything.

Our table is more quiet, everyone chats and passes the time, but Wang Mumu's table is fucking different, after all, Wang Mumu is more weird, anything fucking can give you some fun.

"Come on, we have a lot of fun eating today, how about everyone sing a song? Thank you for such a grand reception!!" Wang Mumu stood up elegantly, waved his hand, and said calmly.

"What are you singing?" asked a migrant worker very cooperatively.

"Every festive season, we miss our relatives very much, and whenever the New Year is approaching, we will miss our family very much! I am very excited at this time, and I miss my mother very much!" Wang Mumu said not ordinary sensationalism, and the people in the hall all looked at him.

"That's it, let's sing a song, the mother in the candlelight, to the loving mother who misses the wanderer in the distance!!" Wang Mumu's melancholy temperament suddenly infected many people.

"Come on, sing one!"

"Say it!"

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A group of people who were not afraid of big things began to coax them, Wang Mumu waved his hands, and slowly opened his mouth to start for everyone: "Oh mom, mom in the candlelight! ready to sing!!"

"Oh mom, mom in the candlelight!" Wang Mumu is like a concert master, holding two disposable chopsticks and waving them constantly.

The migrant workers are affectionately devoted, their voices are rough and powerful, coupled with Wang Mumu's unique style of rhythm control, a unique chorus of 400 people, the performance is extremely passionate, the syllables are distinct, sonorous and powerful

"Oh, mom, the atmosphere is getting deeper, that person, your voice is a little loud, recycle it!!" Wang Mumu instructed from time to time, a migrant worker brother who didn't have any musical cells.

Master Wang Mumu led the conductor, 400 ensemble performances, Vienna concert, officially moved to the dynasty of the rich, there is no thunder, but more thunder!!

In our city, Wang Mumu is definitely the wind of the fashion industry, when the rise of disco, people began to play slow shaking, and when the mouse loves rice and is popular all over the country, people have returned to the basics, playing the outdated sad music, always maverick, marking the difference from ordinary people.

I don't know what to say, I can only have the low pixels of the copycat mobile phone, and describe the classic grand occasion of this Chinese music circle.

After singing, Wang Mumu calmly took a sip of water, ignoring the rich staff of the Dynasty at all, the murderous gaze, smiled elegantly and calmly, and then sat down slowly.

Just when everyone was coaxing Wang Mumu to do another song, the police finally arrived, and there were more than 20 policemen, as well as a group of riot riot guards wearing camouflage uniforms and holding blast shields.

The manager at the door, as soon as he saw the police coming, suddenly saw his father, and trotted all the way over, followed by a leading policeman chattered a lot, because I was too far away, I didn't hear what they said.

They talked for more than twenty minutes, and the lead policeman shouted in the hall, "What are you all doing??"

He shouted several times, but no one answered, it was time to play, it was time to chatter.

The policeman's face turned angry, turned around, walked over to my desk, and said with a gloomy face, "What are you doing?"

"What's wrong with eating, Uncle Police?" I asked, pretending to be confused.

"Are you done eating?" the policeman continued.

"No, don't you see there's any leftovers on the table?"

"Do you have such a meal? You can detain you for disturbing the public order, do you know?" The policeman may have seen my young age and started to scare me.

Who would have thought that before I could speak, the migrant worker at the head of my table was not happy, and opened his mouth and said, "What's the matter, look down on my migrant workers?

"You just order something like this, just eat for a day, how do you let people do business?" the policeman snapped.

"How do they do business, what does it matter, we have no money, we can only order the cheapest food, or you give me some money, I will eat something good??"

"You're using strong words!!," said a trainee policeman who looked at his young age angrily.

"Why am I so reasonable? I'm telling the truth, you just look down on migrant workers, tomorrow I will go to the gate of the city government and sit down, I have to ask for an explanation for the migrant workers!!" The leading migrant workers are very smart, and they are not doing much, and they are the first to buckle them up with a big hat that discriminates against them.

"Yes! Go to the city hall!"

We have also contributed to the construction of society, so why look down on us?"

"Petition! If the mayor doesn't solve the problem, he will find the governor!!"

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The rest of the migrant workers echoed one after another, the hall was noisy, and the face of the leading policeman suddenly became ugly, and he pointed to my nose and said, "Go back and tell Xiao Hei that he is playing like this, he must be !! fast"

"Who is Xiao Hei? I don't know, I'm a migrant worker of Hengfa Group!"

"Hmph, close the team, Xiao Wang, Xiao Qian stays, and the others go back to the team!" The police arranged for two people to watch us, and then left with the explosion-proof team.

And the manager of the rich man of the dynasty sent the police away with a face that was more ugly than crying, and then began to call again.