Things like Peking Opera and lion dance are not uncommon in Los Angeles.

Areno had seen it many times before. As for foreign cultures, even if most people don't understand them, they can still watch them for fun, just to see something new. Especially the performance form of Peking Opera, with singing and dancing on the stage, is very much in line with the tastes of Americans.

In terms of preference for program types, Americans are somewhat similar to Indians in that they all like musicals, which means adding a lot of music and dance to regular movies and TV dramas, which makes them look very joyful.

Although he watched it in the past, Areno could not understand what they were singing on the stage or what the story meant, and he had no interest in understanding it.

But today, he was sitting next to Alan and watching the show as usual. After the first few actors came on stage and started performing, they opened their mouths...Arenno was stunned!

If a person watches a foreign movie with the original soundtrack, most people are accustomed to watching the subtitles rather than the dubbed version. In the absence of subtitles, the sensory experience will be greatly reduced because one cannot understand it.

But today was different. These people were actually singing in English. Even though their accents were terrible, he could understand them!

And it was actually a song about the story of Washington and the Indians.

this……

This program is very novel!

Areno listened to this group of Chinese people singing in a poor accent with a smile on his face. As he listened, his expression became a little unnatural.

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The story told in this play...is very simple. To put it simply, it's about the righteous old Indian chief and the swindler.

Just by listening to the title of the story, you can guess the general meaning.

As a British colonial whose ancestors migrated from Britain to America, Washington's ancestral background was not very good.

What his grandfather was most famous for was that he deceived the kind-hearted Indians, lured them out of the camp, killed them, and occupied their land. The gangsters called him "The City Taker".

By the time of his father, he died early and there was basically no record of him left.

As for the story of Washington chopping down the cherry tree, which many Chinese have heard since childhood, this story is actually purely fictional and made up. It is quite similar to the deception style of his ancestors, and it is a traditional skill.

When it comes to Washington, in the minds of most British people, Washington is a complete "traitor to Britain" and his status is even higher than that of Wu Sangui in China.

It was because he tipped off the French that the two countries went to war.

When it comes to the brutality of the methods used by Britain and France in the early days of colonization in America, the French were obviously more brutal. Compared to the French, the British masters were relatively much lazier. As long as taxes were paid and goods were guaranteed, everything else was easy. They didn't care much about how the people below were ruled.

As a result, many Indians at that time had no choice but to choose to be pro-British and anti-French, and even helped Britain fight the French.

…

This was the general background, and as a British American, Washington really wanted to join the army at that time.

Only by joining the army can you have a way out and rights.

But unfortunately... maybe Washington was too green when he was young, and the British army didn't want him. He got angry and humiliated, so he secretly informed the French, and then used the traditional skills of his ancestors - cheating!

In the end, the two sides successfully fought each other, and the situation was chaotic. Washington successfully used his British identity to organize a group of people, and by the way, brought in the Indians, Britain's allies at the time, to fight against the French together. Although he was beaten by the French and captured, his reputation rose, and the outside world believed that he was tough and courageous.

This is the story of Washington's rise to power.

Later... Anyway, after a period of time, Washington finally joined the British Army as he wished, got a position as a colonel-level officer, and had soldiers under his command.

But as his power grew, his ambitions also grew. As is well known to everyone, Washington proposed North American autonomy, which was then rejected by the British. This was the starting point of the conflict.

Only with self-government can he no longer have people riding on his head, and then he will have greater power. But the masters of Britain do not agree. What should he do?

rebel!

The play is about how Washington later colluded with the French and rebelled against Britain. He was attacked by the Indians, and out of shame and anger, he launched a massacre of the Indians.

And this massacre started when Washington used his British identity to deceive the old chief, just like his grandfather did, first tricking him into opening the door, and then killing all the Indians...

…

Regardless of its authenticity, this story is absolutely full of drama and sarcasm. It is a standard British satire, full of sarcasm and using history to criticize the present.

By showing Washington's betrayal and treachery, it satirizes today's America.

Areno could guarantee with his head that he could see this. It couldn't be more obvious, but... Turning his head slightly to glance at Alan who was watching happily beside him, Director Areno's face twitched. He was a little confused about what Alan was trying to do.

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As the red-faced old chief was finally shot to death by the white-faced Washington, the Peking Opera officially came to an end. Alan smiled and clapped while waving his hand to call Little Stone over and said, "Give everyone a tip. Tell them that the performance was good and the story adaptation was also good. Let them go back and continue rehearsing. When Christmas comes, they will perform in Wales. His Royal Highness will come to watch their show in person. Also... call Martin over."

"yes!"

Xiao Shitou agreed happily, then began to gesture to people and quickly give tips to the actors who were about to leave.

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"Director Areno, what do you think of this Peking Opera? Is it artistic?"

Allen glanced at the fidgeting Chief Areno. His behavior today was equivalent to a close-range attack. If it wasn't obvious, imagine that a Chinese person in an island country picked a group of black Japanese people and asked them to perform a drama to kill the emperor or vilify the emperor, and performed it for the chief of the Tokyo Police Department...

Think about this scene and then think about the effect, and you will understand the feelings of Director Areno next to Allen. Washington is the founding father of the America.

"Your Excellency's Peking Opera...are you going to bring it back to Great Britain for performance?"

Areno heard what Alan had just said to Little Stone. He felt a little humiliated and a little angry, but... not too angry.

When one reaches his position, he doesn't feel some things so deeply. Americans don't have that much patriotism.

But since Alan asked about it, he still had to express his displeasure appropriately in front of Alan.

…

"Well... I have prepared a Christmas party that will be broadcasted to the whole world. There will be programs organized by Commonwealth countries and other countries. It will be very lively. If you are interested, you can take a look at it then."

"Your Excellency... this show is a bit bad!"

Areno squinted his eyes and pointed at the group of Chinese actors who were queuing up at the door to receive their awards.

"Oh? What do you think is wrong?"

"This..." Areno really wanted to say that this was a simple and crude smear, but... the stories in the drama just now basically happened in reality. Even if he wanted to deny it, there was nothing he could do. Some things... ordinary people don't know, it's just that no one publicizes it, it doesn't mean it didn't happen!

But after what Alan did this time, more people will know about it and it will be hard to say what will happen.

"It is said that America is the beacon of the free world and a symbol of freedom and civilization. In the face of some uncivilized things that happened in the past, shouldn't we criticize them? Just like the Indian reservations you have established now, isn't this the so-called redemption? And I... feel that redemption is just a kind of self-consolation after people make mistakes. I don't like it. I only like to tell the truth."

“…”

Areno looked at Allen expressionlessly. He didn't want to argue about this matter.

Following the sound of footsteps, a South American man came in, wearing a tight suit, a slightly frivolous look, and a thick gold chain around his neck. Seeing the man's attire, Areno's face instinctively flashed with a trace of disgust. It was obvious that this guy was not a good person.

"Master...this is Martin."

"Oh...you are the boss of those people? I heard you wanted to see me?"

…

Martin is the boss of the multinational service organization. This time, facing a big boss who called more than 500 employees to serve at one time, and he is also a nobleman, how could he not show up?

This is a big customer!

Moreover, he is a high-end customer among high-end customers, which is rare among big customers.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to get to know Allen better. Although Allen was British and he, Martin, was Argentine, and the two countries had just fought a war a few years ago, this did not affect Martin's desire to make friends with Allen, the noble lord.

Opportunities like this don't come often, if you miss them you will regret it for the rest of your life!

"Yes... Hello, Sir Allen, I am Martin."

Martin rubbed his hands, bent slightly and stood in front of Allen, saying: "For distinguished guests like you, I will come to meet them in person. If you have any opinions during the service, you can tell me. If you need such large-scale services in the future, you can just ask someone to call me."

"Well... stop for a moment, don't be in a hurry, let's watch a show first."

Alan snapped his fingers, looked at Xiao Shitou with a puzzled look and said, "How is the meeting going? It's not over yet? Go and urge them to hurry up, don't let Mr. Martin wait anxiously."

"Okay, sir. Please wait a moment."

…

On the podium of the conference hall on the second floor, a huge banner was hung in the most conspicuous place. The host was wearing a traditional British wool suit, his hair was combed shiny, and he was holding the microphone in his right hand and looking at the guests below the stage with a smile.

Sitting next to each of them is a woman who is either gorgeously dressed, young and pure, or full of mature style.

These people... are the targets of today's plan. The people responsible for following these service personnel and guarding them are only the twenty or so people standing at the stairs on the second floor. This time, a large number of people are being called and the location is closed. There is no need for one-on-one monitoring during meetings. The remaining people are either downstairs or resting in the rooms upstairs.

"Dear guests... our product introduction today only has the last part left. Wait a minute... there may be a little commotion at the scene, but don't worry, everyone just needs to follow the instructions of the on-site security. In addition... I wish you all a good time today."

As soon as the host finished speaking, loud music sounded in the conference hall at an inopportune time, and the guests at the meeting were still confused and had no idea what the host meant.

Faint gunshots could be heard from the stairs in the distance.

It came and went quickly. The bang bang bang sounds disappeared before everyone could react. Because they were a little far away, they couldn't see clearly what happened.

At this time...a young waitress in the venue stood up suddenly, looked at the stairs and saw someone fell down. Her face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously took out her mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"Ma'am, if I were you, I would put the phone back."

A gun was pointed at her forehead. The woman held her phone and stared blankly at the security guard who was pointing the gun at her. She glanced around and took a deep breath - ah!!!

The big man disguised as a security guard saw the woman suddenly screaming, cursed inwardly, and subconsciously hit the woman hard with the butt of his gun. The screaming stopped, but only a second later, screams broke out one after another throughout the venue.

Ordinary people don’t know what happened. Those women only saw one of their sisters stand up and try to make a phone call, and then someone pointed a gun at her. They thought she was being robbed. Even women in this line of work would be scared when they saw this scene. After the first person screamed, the herd mentality of the others was revealed.

“Fuck! Tom, watch the intersection, and execute plan B! Don’t panic, we are here to save you. Don’t panic, don’t get confused, just squat down with your heads covered. Bang, bang, bang!”

…

When the first gunshot was heard downstairs, Chief Areno's expression changed. Didn't the plan say to try not to use guns?

This fucking deal is already going viral, and this calls for trying not to use a gun?

Just as he turned around to question Alan, he saw someone faster than him.

"Sir, what are you doing? Do you want to rob your fellow thieves?"

Martin subconsciously reached for his lower back, but found nothing. Then he remembered that his gun had been confiscated when he came in.

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"Robbery? No, no, no... I just want to get something from you. Don't be nervous. I want to ask you something."

Alan looked at Martin, who had a nervous look on his face, with a smile.

"What's up?"

Martin had a confused look on his face. He could hear the gunshots below, but everyone in the room was too calm. So calm that no one even moved to take a look at what was happening outside. As a result, he began to wonder if he was hallucinating.

…

"You should have quite a bit of money in your overseas account, right? In your line of work, the cash flow is huge. Tell me your card number and I'll spare your life."

Martin blinked his eyes, scratched his ears with his hands again, looked at Alan in disbelief, and said with his mouth opened: "You... want me to tell you the card number and give you the money? You... are... robbing me?"

He has been in the business for many years and has seen some arrogant people, but... it is the first time Martin has seen someone so arrogant who asked him to hand over his account in front of him. So... he was a little confused.