He Xiangdong frowned and walked to the backstage. Zhang Wenhai was covering his chest and slumped on the chair, panting and glaring at Wu Xiao, but Wu Xiao was smoking indifferently, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, feeling melancholy and melancholy, and from time to time, everyone was drunk and sighing.

If it weren't for not being able to blow away his head, which had condensed into a ball of greasy dandruff, He Xiangdong would have thought that this was a melancholy master.

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Xiangdong frowned, walked to Zhang Wenhai, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Wenhai was still gasping for breath, looked up at He Xiangdong, and said angrily: "You ask him."

He Xiangdong turned his attention to Wu Xiao again.

Wu Xiao slowly exhaled out a smoke ring and said with a very melancholy: "You may not understand my pursuit, but I am doing it all the time. You may not understand because this is me."

He Xiangdong pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a long time. He was choked by this man, and he didn't understand the words. Finally, he said helplessly to Zhang Wenhai: "Mr. Zhang, don't be as knowledgeable as him. He often says something that normal people don't understand. I asked him to come in to help with the work. Just don't pay attention to him."

Zhang Wenhai said angrily: "Do it all, don't do it, Dongzi, look at it." Zhang Wenhai shouted to Wu Xiao: "Hey, then who? Go to the theater to sweep the floor."

Wu Xiao smoked the cigarette, slowly exhaled the cigarette butt, looked at Zhang Wenhai slantedly, showing helplessness and contempt, and his heartfelt contempt, as if Zhang Wenhai and him were not from the world, and the spiritual realms of the two were too far apart. He said lightly: "You don't understand."

"Ah" Zhang Wenhai covered his chest, so angry that he was too angry.

Even He Xiangdong was shocked by Wu Xiao's appearance and said nothing for a long time. He really didn't show this scene last night. This expression was too exciting. Even Fan Wenquan's mouth twitched a few times.

After smoking a cigarette butt, Wu Xiao threw the cigarette butt on the ground, drove it to death with his feet, took out the broom behind the door, and said, "What I've experienced is what I want."

After saying that, he went out with the broom.

The three of them in the room only recovered for a long time before they recovered. He Xiangdong asked, "What does he mean?"

Fan Wenquan frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know, but he seems to have swept the floor."

"Oh." He Xiangdong nodded.

Zhang Wenhai also sat on the chair and said angrily: "Where did you find this person? Why didn't you even say anything?"

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly and said, "There are often beggars at the gate of our garden? He also helps us stare at the people coming from above."

"Is it him?" Zhang Wenhai and Fan Wenquan exclaimed together.

He Xiangdong nodded: "I talked to him last night. Now this person is pretty good, and he doesn't have any wages, so he can just take care of the food, so he asked him to help."

After hearing He Xiangdong's explanation, Fan Wenquan couldn't help but frown and asked, "This man has an unknown origin, are you just recruiting him in?"

He Xiangdong said: "He is a person living in his own world. No one knows what he is thinking. He only has his own pursuits and ignores anything else. Such a person is respectable but also pitiful. Alas, I don't have the feeling of compassion for the world. It's just that the garden is short of people. I feel relieved, so I recruited him to help. Even if he does chores, there will be no problems. If it really doesn't work, just let him leave."

"Hmph." Zhang Wenhai snorted coldly, obviously not forgetting Wu Xiao's extremely sharp eyes, but after hearing He Xiangdong's explanation, he did not cause trouble for Wu Xiao anymore, but he made up his mind not to deal with such a weird person.

Alas, this old man is also kind-hearted. He heard that Wu Xiao was a beggar before, so his heart became soft.

After a while, Wu Xiao cleaned the theater and wiped it with a rag. He Xiangdong and the two old gentlemen also hurried over to see it. At this point, they found Wu Xiao's only remaining highlight, which is to do things seriously, and clean it as clean as if you had licked it.

The three of them looked much better. Although this person was a little strange and had no words that humans could understand, they were doing things quite neatly, which was considered good.

At noon, He Xiangdong bought fast food. Wu Xiaoyi personally ate two servings, plus yijin of fried cakes. Well, this person has a very good appetite.

He Xiangdong didn't dare to let Wu Xiaonong go. He was afraid that this person would scare the audience away. This time Fan Wenquan was responsible.

Originally, He Xiangdong wanted to do it himself, but at this time Guo Qing brought Su Xiaoya over with him.

He Xiangdong was entertaining them in the backstage. Before he could do it, Guo Qing rushed to serve tea and water and make snacks. He was very considerate and had a typical traitor on his face. He was indeed a character who was mixed up in anti-Japanese dramas, so he was naturally amazing.

This is the first time He Xiangdong has met Su Xiaoya. This female classmate is very beautiful, with willow leaves bent eyebrows, eyes with autumn water, Qiongqiong's little red mouth under her nose, a melon-shaped face the size of a palm, and a typical beauty with misty rain in Jiangnan like landscape paintings.

Su Xiaoya stood up and shook hands with He Xiangdong, saying, "Hello, Mr. He, I am Su Xiaoya."

He Xiangdong also smiled and said, "I am He Xiangdong."

After saying hello, the two fell into a silence embarrassment. Su Xiaoya was still a student after all, she was still a little shy and not good at socializing with people. She didn't know how to start the topic. The same was true for He Xiangdong. He is actually not good at dealing with strangers.

The atmosphere was a little subtle and awkward, while Guo Qing just sat next to him and watched Su Xiaoya giggle. This guy was gone.

He Xiangdong spoke first, and he said, "I heard from my senior brother that the idea of ​​holding a special session was given by you. We used it. It was very good, and there were many people coming."

Su Xiaoya also smiled, and she smiled cleverly, which was very touching. Guo Qing was so crazy. She said, "I have some humble opinions and make Mr. He laugh."

He Xiangdong waved his hand and said, "You are so polite. This idea is really good. I don't hide it anymore. We invite you here this time. I still want you to help us come up with ideas. We are all people who don't know how to do business and there is no good way, so I want to ask you, a professional, for advice."

Su Xiaoya said: "I dare not take it. I am still studying and have little experience. I can only put forward some theoretical suggestions. The specific adoption and operation depends on Mr. He and you."

He Xiangdong nodded and said, "Hey, you can't thank you very much."

When it comes to her own professional knowledge, Su Xiaoya instantly seemed to have changed herself. She no longer looked like a weak girl from Jiangnan before, but she looked like a strong shopping mall strong woman. She looked at He Xiangdong's eyes and said confidently: "There are countless roast duck restaurants in Beijing, but only Quanjude and Bianyifang are famous. However, outsiders only know Quanjude but not others. Why is this?"

He Xiangdong shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Su Xiaoya smiled slightly and slowly said, "Because they have a tone."

"Tone?" He Xiangdong was puzzled. It will not be continued.
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