"He San! Don't talk nonsense. I'm not married to him yet. Stop calling me 'sister-in-law'."
The beautiful girl is Zhao Xiaoyun, Yan Tao's fiancée.
Yan Tao frowned: "Xiaoyun! What are you doing here?"
"None of your business! I can go wherever I want, what's it to you?"
Yan Tao's face darkened.
"He San! What are you doing here? You're not here to cause trouble, are you?" Zhao Xiaoyun asked.
"No! Absolutely not! We just came to see what show they're putting on." He San was a liar too, he could lie without even blinking.
Liang Liang sensed something was amiss.
It's clear that there's been some conflict between Yan Tao and his fiancée, which could be the reason for Yan Tao's bad mood.
"Pretty sister! You've misunderstood. Brother Tao came here to see what show we're putting on tonight. He said he's taking his girlfriend to a song and dance performance."
Liang Liang fabricated stories out of thin air, his words flowing like a lotus flower; even his brother didn't pretend anymore.
In this situation, impersonating someone else risks getting beaten up.
"Really?" Zhao Xiaoyun asked incredulously.
"Of course it's true!" Liang Liang's face remained unchanged and his heart did not skip a beat.
He didn't believe Yan Tao would stand up and say no. He was indirectly helping them. If he couldn't see that, his emotional intelligence would be too low.
"I don't believe it. Could someone with that blockhead of his, as cold as ice, really say something like that?"
This short sentence reveals that Yan Tao lacks sweet talk when it comes to women.
Women are naturally easy to coax. If you approach a relationship with a chauvinistic attitude, it would be strange if she didn't have any objections.
"Pretty sister! It's absolutely true! That's exactly what Brother Tao said just now, Brother He! Isn't that right?"
Liang Liang deliberately asked He San, "People who can lie without blushing at all must have high emotional intelligence."
He San, ever opportunistic, said, "That's how it is. Brother Tao said he'll come to your cold storage later to tell you."
Zhao Xiaoyun pouted: "I'm not going to listen to your nonsense. I'm not a child. Brother! Let's ignore them and talk about serious business."
"Sis! Wait a minute."
Liang Liang returned to Yan Tao's side.
"Brother Tao! How about this? Bring your brothers to see a song and dance performance tonight, it's free. I'll arrange for your girlfriend to be with you, and you two can reconcile under the guise of watching the performance. What do you think?"
Yan Tao's recent troubles are all because of Zhao Xiaoyun. Zhao Xiaoyun complains that he doesn't do anything productive all day long and wants to break off the engagement and say goodbye to him.
"Hey kid! Don't brag, or you'll be in big trouble," He San said sarcastically from the side.
"Don't worry! I've got it covered."
It's no big deal.
It's normal for young couples to have disagreements; as long as they resolve them in the right way, it's fine.
"Then we'll see what you can do, Brother Tao! Why don't we leave here first, so your wife won't get angry again if she sees you?"
Yan Tao thought about it and agreed, so he left with his underlings.
While Liang Liang was fooling these people, Bi Sheng had nothing to do and watched Liang Liang handle the situation.
This little guy is quite the talker, and he knows how to talk. He grasped the contradiction and the key points in just a few words. What a talent!
"Master! I promised Yan Tao and his underlings that they could come in to watch the song and dance performance for free. You're not going to charge me for the tickets, are you?"
Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts; it's better to say some things openly.
"Xiao Liang! What are you talking about? Can't I, the troupe leader, even let this little thing go?"
"There's another thing. That girl named Xiaoyun brought about fifty or sixty people to our cold storage. It's a group ticket purchase event, so let's give them a discount."
"That's only fair; they even calculate the difference between buying more or less when you're shopping."
"How much discount do you want to give them?"
How about a 20% discount?
With a 20% discount, a ticket is only 2.4 yuan.
Liang Liang thought for a moment and said, "It seems like we're losing out a bit. How about we just call it two yuan and fifty cents? That'll give each of them a discount of fifty cents."
"Okay, let's do it that way."
Liang Liang beckoned to Zhao Xiaoyun: "Sister! Come here."
Zhao Xiaoyun and her companion came to Liang Liang.
"Sister Xiaoyun! How many people are you expecting to come tonight?"
"I'm not sure exactly how many people there are, but it's no less than 50."
"I just discussed it with the troupe leader. We'll reduce the price by 50 cents per ticket, and you and this lady can watch the song and dance performance for free. Is that alright?"
"Okay, okay! A discount will do!"
"Our performance starts at 7 p.m., so you need to arrive early, preferably before 6:30 p.m. I'll arrange seats for you. If it gets too crowded closer to the start of the show, it will be chaotic and we won't be able to make arrangements!"
The troupe could only fit about 100 people in seats; the rest were standing room only.
There's no assigned seating; whoever sits gets to sit, and those who arrive late can stand without any resentment.
"Okay, it's settled then. You have to sing that song you sang this morning tonight."
"Don't worry! Not only can I sing the songs from this morning, but I can also sing some other songs. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
After Zhao Xiaoyun and his companions left, Liang Liang began rehearsing.
Singing two songs tonight is probably not enough; he needs to prepare five or six.
If the accompaniment can't keep up, then you'll have to use a guitar.
Liang Liang selected five songs and also prepared two encore songs.
Apart from "Blue Lotus," the rest of these songs are old ones, and can be performed with just a guitar and a drum.
The rehearsal lasted until after four o'clock, and the truck that had gone to the village below to do publicity also returned.
After dinner, the troupe's loudspeakers began playing upbeat disco music.
Around 5:30, people began to gather from all directions.
Yan Tao arrived here with seven or eight people around six o'clock.
Liang Liang asked Mu Shuihua for ten yuan, bought a pack of Five Golden Flower cigarettes at the wholesale store, and handed it to He San.
He realized that He San was the number two person in Yan Tao's group.
As the saying goes, it's easier to deal with the King of Hell than with his underlings. Once you've got He San all cleaned up, things will be much easier.
"Third Brother! Share this pack of cigarettes with the brothers. If anything happens later when there are a lot of people, please keep an eye on them. Once the show starts, you can go in and watch the performance, okay?"
Of course, watching a play for free comes at a price; helping to maintain order is unavoidable.
He San smiled and said, "It's alright. We'll help keep an eye on the place since we're from the same hometown."
He was naturally delighted. There were eight of them in total, and if each person received one pack of cigarettes, there would be two packs left. He and Yan Tao would each get an extra pack.
They're quite promising; two packs of cigarettes are enough to make them happy.
"But let me make this clear from the start: if you can't handle Brother Tao's matter, you'll be in for a world of hurt."
"Haha! Don't worry, Third Brother, I guarantee that Brother Tao will be laughing his head off when the party ends."
With these people arranged, now it's just a matter of waiting for Zhao Xiaoyun and the others.
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