Come often in the future

Zhang Bolin was completely afraid of Xibao.

He was angry before that Yu Wenliang protected Xibao, an opera singer, like a saint, and his quality of life was indeed affected a lot after he moved out of Yuwen's house. He thought that if Xibao's image was destroyed, Yu Wenliang would not

If you care about Xibao, maybe he can move back to Yuwen Mansion.

As a result, he didn't expect that stealing the chicken would end up losing the rice. Before there was any news from Yuwen Mansion, he would be deprived of food first.

"Why don't you tell me what I can do to make you let me go and say a nice word to my family for me?"

The fish took the bait, and Xibao was slightly satisfied.

"Master Zhang thinks of me too much. Aunt Tang did tell me to keep an eye on you and report your situation at any time, but what I say or don't say depends on your performance."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. You can do whatever you want me to do. Just ask them to resolve my debt issue."

"You're so naive. Even if you want to change things, you can't do it in a day or two. Instead of going out of pocket, why not first think of some ways that don't cost money."

Xibao continues to guide Zhang Bolin.

"A way that doesn't cost money?"

"Then you can lend me some money?" Xibao joked.

Zhang Bolin really had no doubts, "It's true that there is a tanghui, but you are in the Kun class. It's a bit difficult to go to Yuwen Mansion to sing the tanghui."

Mei Zilan breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, he would not borrow money from others, but Xibao was different. He would definitely borrow it. He was just worried that she would encounter some difficulties. After all, Xibao suddenly raised the ticket price a while ago, causing trouble.

He was worried that she was short of money because of the storm in the city, but he was relieved when he later saw that she had bought a car.

Today's Yuwen family is one of the top families in Beijing. If even his family invites Kunban to sing in the hall, it will be a start for the nobles in Beijing and a new way out for Kunban.

Already.

Growing up, I only asked Tang Manru for help in the year when Song Youzhen died, when he wanted to get the Rakshasa sailor imprisoned according to law.

He even has to control who he makes friends with.

Mei Zilan lowered her head and chuckled, defending Feng Er.

Xibao chuckled and said, "Don't be so hasty to explain. It's more like the truth."

"If I can help, why can't I? I'll think of something."

It was precisely because of this that the police officer from the National Police Department did not punish the pervert who treated Xibao lightly according to the general regulations.

Ordinary families of high-ranking officials and nobles still regarded Kun Troupe as a low-class theater troupe and refused to recruit them into their homes, fearing that it would be a disgrace to the family tradition.

Mei Zilan never sticks to his word when doing things, but as long as he promises, he will try his best to do it. Xibao can rest assured about this.

"Uncle Feng has such a temper. He didn't mean to target you."

"I haven't even said what it is yet."

"You don't have to say good things for him all the time. I know he is good to you. He has introduced you to many high-class people, and he also hired Mr. Qi to help you create new plays, which has been a great help to you. I also heard that he also wants to

Will you marry your daughter to be your wife?"

"So that's what happened, let me give it a try."

"What? I bet my trust with Aunt Tang to help you, but you can't even do such a small favor?"

Xibao grew up with him and knew that he was angry, so he coaxed him and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I came to see you today because I have something to ask you for."

Xibao smiled a little sheepishly.

However, Xibao has always been cautious in doing things, and she would not place her hopes on just one person.

Xibao smiled and said: "How bad can I, a little girl, be? But I heard that next month Yuwen Mansion will hold a party, and several theater troupes will be invited. If you move in, please put in a good word for me.

Just a few words and ask our Yikun class to join in the fun."

Mei Zilan is an extremely reserved person, and he will never tell anyone their faults if they treat him better, but this often makes him very hurt.

Whatever she wanted to do, she would directly use, seduce, and coax people to do it, without ever using the word "begging".

But if she really asks for it, then she really needs help.

Xibao couldn't stand this. When they met this time, she complained to Mei Zilan: "Your manager, you have to talk about him. Every time he sees me, he always ignores me, like

It’s like you’re not welcome.”

Xibao didn't think too much at the moment. She just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of singing to enter Yuwen's house to find out the reality of Yuwen Shike.

On this day, she took the initiative to find Mei Zilan, who was sure to attend the Yuwen Mansion meeting.

Mei Zilan turned her head and looked at her for a long time, as if she could see what she was thinking, so she didn't ask any more questions and just said: "I agree."

Mei Zilan understood her, so she shook her head and said with a smile: "Anything is fine, I can help you."

Moreover, Xibao, a heartless person, wanted to leave as soon as she finished talking about the business. Mei Zilan had to stop her and said: "I was not in Beijing during the days when your accident happened. Later I heard that you were fine, so I didn't go out to see you.

, you didn’t blame me, did you?”

Feng Er, the manager, was stricter with Mei Zilan than Wu Yuexian.

She doesn't ask for help easily.

Zhang Bolin agreed very reluctantly, but finally agreed.

Xibao, a troupe member, wanted to sing in the homes of dignitaries to earn money. This was perfectly normal and would not arouse Zhang Bolin's suspicion.

Mei Zilan had already frowned and turned away from talking to Xibao.

"Are you so kind?"

Mei Zilan immediately turned cold. Before she could say anything, Xibao smiled and said, "I'm just kidding. You swore not to lend money to anyone since you were a child. I remember. I want you to help introduce us to Yikun."

The class went to Yuwen Mansion to sing in the concert hall."

The Kun class in Beijing only started in the past two years, and it is unprecedented for Kun Jiaoer to be as popular as Xibao in the city.

This was exactly what Zhang Bolin wanted, but he always felt that Xibao would not let him go so easily.

The situation in Beijing is different from that in Shanghai. During the previous dynasty, Shanghai's trendy dramas had already entered thousands of households and were accepted by the public.

While Xi Bao was talking, Mei Zilan lowered his head and remained silent. Only when he mentioned the matter of marrying a wife, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Xi Bao and said, "He mentioned it once as a joke, but I didn't take it seriously."

"Well, I heard from Aunt Tang that Mrs. Duan has already called Yuwen's family, and she still wants you to stay back."

He actually went to see Yuwenke and saw Yu Wenke sending Xibao home. He didn't want to disturb him, so he came back.

Xibao said as if nothing was wrong: "Why should I blame you? I have nothing to do. Besides, you have done enough for me. It's not too late for me to thank you."

gratitude?

Mei Zilan's smile became increasingly bitter, and she did not continue the topic. Instead, she forced a smile to Xibao and said, "Come here often from now on. Don't wait until something happens."
Chapter completed!