"Get them out of here!" Sister Rongrong said.
"Get out of here! Do you want me to do it?" The big black hand rubbed together, making a cracking sound.
"Big brother, don't hit me, I'll leave right now!" The woman's voice trembled as she got up and left.
"Wait." Chen Tiansheng's voice came from inside the private room.
"Distinguished guests, we're sorry to have disturbed you!" Rongrong quickly knelt down with the group of people and apologized.
"Let the woman who sings for money come to the private room," Chen Tiansheng said.
"Yes." Rongrong glared fiercely at the woman in ancient costume standing to the side.
"Aren't you going in yet?"
"Yes." The woman walked in cautiously.
Inside the private room, Chen Tiansheng tapped his fingers on the table, looking at her, "Can you sing 'Farewell My Concubine'?"
"Yes, I will." The woman nodded.
"Sing!" Chen Tiansheng waved his hand and said.
I stand here in the howling wind, wishing I could sweep away this lingering heartache...
"Looking up at the heavens, clouds sway in all directions, sword in hand, I ask the world, who is the hero..." The woman imitated a man's voice, deep and resonant, like a hero standing with his sword, inspiring awe!
"In this world, there are countless beauties, but I alone love only you..." The voice sang this part with a melodious sadness that brought tears to the eyes of the listener.
Even after the song ended, the audience remained captivated by its beauty.
"What a beautiful voice!" Shi Nan snapped out of her reverie and immediately clapped her hands.
"Thank you, sister," the woman said to Shi Nan.
"With such a beautiful voice, why has she been reduced to a street performer? Were those talent scouts blind?" Chen Tiansheng asked.
"I used to be a signed artist, but I offended my department head and was blacklisted. I had no choice but to sing on the streets," the woman said.
"Which company did you sign with?" Chen Tiansheng asked.
"The Sound of the Conch Shell under the Haitian Banner," the woman said.
"Chen Tianhai's company." Chen Tiansheng nodded.
“Starting today, you are no longer allowed to sell drinks.”
“I’ll sign you and make you a contracted artist under my company,” he said.
Since she's been blacklisted by Haitian Company, then I'll sign her.
I'll make you furious, Chen Tianhai.
Then, we'll use her to bring down Conch Entertainment.
When you are discharged from the hospital, we will give you a big gift.
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