Chapter 540 The Ultimate Simp
Before Ling Ran could agree, Luo Zhenguo, who had been silent until now, spoke up directly: "How big is the provincial capital base? Sir, if you're going to hold a concert in Beijing, let's go directly to the Bird's Nest."
Zhen Zhifan: "???"
Don't think that just because you're old, I won't dare to hit you!
He quickly replied, "Sir, I was the one who invited you first. If we're going to hold a concert, it should be held at the provincial capital base first. The residents of our provincial capital base are really looking forward to your concert."
"Sir, the Bird's Nest can accommodate more than 90,000 people!"
Zhen Zhifan was displeased: "Luo Zhenguo, the Bird's Nest isn't even in the Beijing base. When the adults go there to hold a concert, there will be nearly 100,000 audience members. How are you going to arrange for them to get there? And what about order? Not to mention the Zombie King is still there, lurking. If the Zombie King comes, how can you guarantee the safety of the adults and everyone else?"
Luo Zhenguo was speechless.
He really said it in a moment of impulse.
After all, if we're talking about the best place to hold a concert, it's definitely the Bird's Nest. I didn't think too much about it at the moment.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhen Zhifan felt relieved and then said, "I'm different. I've already prepared the plan. As long as the adults agree, our provincial capital base can start immediately. I guarantee that everything will be ready in ten days."
As he spoke, he looked at Ling Ran and said, "Sir, could you give the residents of the provincial capital base a chance to hear you sing?"
Ling Ran thought about it and agreed.
"Thank you, sir. I will now begin preparing for the concert. You will not need to prepare anything; you will only need to go on stage and sing."
"Um."
Luo Zhenguo, watching from the side, couldn't help but say, "Sir, even if the Bird's Nest isn't an option, we can still hold concerts at the Beijing base. Could we give the residents of the Beijing base a chance?"
"I want to hold it at the Bird's Nest."
As a top-tier amateur singer, Ling Ran felt that holding a concert in a venue with nearly 100,000 people was quite feasible.
Even if I return to the cultivation world in the future, it will still be a beautiful memory.
“The Bird’s Nest…” Luo Zhenguo looked troubled: “Although the Bird’s Nest is on the territory of our Beijing base, it is too close to the boundary line. If we hold a concert there, I’m afraid… Sir, please wait a moment, I’ll go back to the base to discuss it.”
No rush.
"OK."
When Zhen Zhifan heard that Ling Ran had agreed to the concert, he was overjoyed: "Sir, I have arranged some people next door to serve you. You can call them if you need anything."
Su Yimo asked curiously, "What do they all do?"
"There's a band with pianists, violinists, and drummers. Adults can call someone to perform whichever instrument they like. There are also massage services, manicure services, and hairstyling services."
These are all talents that Zhen Zhifan recruited from the base and hired at high salaries.
Many of them were ordinary people who were incredibly excited because their skills suddenly became useful in the apocalypse.
The fact that the base leader suddenly recruited so many craftsmen who were not needed in the apocalypse also led to many rumors in the base.
Some say that a super-high-level expert has come to the base, and the base leader has been trying to win him over these days, hoping to keep him at the provincial capital base instead of the Beijing base.
Another story says that the base commander's long-lost daughter came to his door, and the base commander wept bitterly, saying that in this life, he would cherish his daughter and spoil her rotten.
Another version says that the base chief's cancer-stricken first love came to him. As he was dying, his first love appeared, and the base chief vowed to give her the best of everything so that she could live out her final days without regrets.
Of course, Ling Ran knew none of this.
Pei Yi and the others who were walking around the base knew about it, but they all tacitly kept quiet about it from Ling Ran.
What is all this nonsense? Adults' reputations are being harmed.
I'll message Zhen Zhifan privately another day and ask him to clarify the rumors.
Upon hearing this, Su Yimo's eyes lit up: "You can even do hair? That's great! My wife and I both need hair done, and we can also get massages and manicures. Let's call them all over."
After the apocalypse, most of the men in the squad had buzz cuts, and the women, except for Su Yimo and Ling Ran, all had short hair that reached their ears.
When they get their hair cut, they can only trim the length; they can't trim any more than that.
Upon hearing that someone was offering hair styling services, Ling Ran immediately swiped her tablet, pointed to a photo, and said, "Hmm, I want to get this hairstyle."
Su Yimo peeked out and, unsurprisingly, it was the hairstyle of the female lead in a movie that the adults had been watching recently—a Hong Kong-style wavy perm from the 80s.
"Yes, yes."
When Zhen Zhifan saw that the adults were using the people he had prepared, his old face immediately broke into a wide smile.
He quickly ordered someone to go next door and call for help.
Pei Yi said, "Is there anything else? If not, then don't gather here."
Thankfully, the villa is big enough, otherwise it would be really crowded with so many people, but even so, it still feels like there are too many people.
Luo Zhenguo was the one who was alright, so he reluctantly took his leave.
Actually, he also kind of wanted to get a massage or something.
Sigh, but never mind.
Wouldn't saying those words damage his image and make him seem like an old lewd person?
However, this trip has truly opened up a new world for them. All of what Zhen Zhifan did can be reported to the base, and when the adults arrive at the Beijing base, they can do the same.
Of course, he could also secretly find a masseur to give him a massage.
They're all this age.
It's fine to enjoy it yourself.
After Luo Zhenguo and his group left, the air seemed much cleaner.
The people Zhen Zhifan had summoned arrived, along with some hair styling equipment.
These were all things that Zhen Zhifan had someone look for yesterday. Fortunately, nobody wanted these things, so they were easy to find.
"Since you need to get your hair done, I won't bother you any longer. If you need anything, just call the internal phone."
Ling Ran hummed in agreement and gave Zhen Zhifan an approving look: "Well done."
Zhen Zhifan was immediately filled with motivation: "I will continue to work hard, adult!"
"Go."
"yes!"
Zhen Zhifan left, filled with excitement.
I feel that these past two nights of staying up late were worthwhile, the meetings weren't in vain, and my study of the "sycophant's manual" wasn't for nothing.
That's right, Zhen Zhifan even sent his assistant to find some sycophants in private these past two days. These things are somewhat scarce in the apocalypse now, thankfully they haven't gone extinct.
He specifically sought out several ultimate sycophants who were still sycophantic in the post-apocalyptic world, studied their ideas, and now it seems to have been quite effective.
The adults who didn't like him before are now praising him!
There are three Tonys who can do hair. According to them, they were all internet celebrity Tonys before the apocalypse. Many people would ask them to do their hair, and a single haircut would cost thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars. Their skills are definitely not bad.
Chen Le touched his still-growing hair, feeling a little annoyed: "Sigh, I also want to get a hairstyle."
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