"No, what's wrong with you here?" Xue Guo refused to leave. Tian                                                                                                                      �

Martin scratched his head. He was annoyed now and was not in the mood to explain to Xue Guo. He said, "Oh, I can't explain it to you now. Anyway, I have something to deal with here. Can you leave first?"

"If you have something to do, tell me." Xue Guo was also anxious.

"oops."

He Xiangdong didn't care about the two of them quarreled. He walked a few steps forward to the door. The two gangs of people in the door were clearly confronted. The gang members were just teahouse men, dressed in traditional Chinese clothes, and had white towels on their shoulders.

In addition, the crosstalk actors standing beside him should be in the teahouse. I heard their conversation at the door before, and it seemed that there was something conflicted about the performance. The leader on the other side was a middle-aged man with a big belly with his head combed upside down, revealing his fat face.

He Xiangdong really knew this person. His name was Zhao Fenghua. He was a crosstalk actor. He was quite famous and often appeared on TV. He could barely be considered a famous actor.

He Xiangdong has also heard of Zhao Fenghua's crosstalk and watched it on TV. To be honest, it's really pretty, but I don't know what this person has. The exposure rate on TV is quite good. Moreover, he has also found a good screenwriter to make a good notebook. The effect is pretty good, but it's just that notebook.

He Xiangdong frowned, why did Zhao Fenghua come here?

Xue Guo and Martin were still arguing outside. Martin was sweating at his forehead. He knew that he could not get Xue Guo away, so he could only tell him everything.

Martin opened a teahouse here. The business was quite good, so he decided to make some folk art performances to attract customers. This is how the crosstalk team is recruited.

Not to mention, after the crosstalk performance, the teahouse was indeed much more lively and more customers. Martin was very happy, and the cooperation between the two sides was also good.

Later, when Martin saw that there were too many guests, he couldn't get enough fame in his teahouse. At this time, there was a man named Zhao Yuan among the crosstalk who said his uncle was Zhao Fenghua, and said that he could ask his uncle to come and attract the audience.

Martin Yi heard that this was a good thing. Zhao Fenghua also knew that there were always people on TV. Then he asked Zhao Yuan to contact his uncle. Later, he agreed that Martin would take care of the car fare, food and accommodation for others, and then give him another 5,000 yuan.

Martin has also started to build momentum for a long time. He has been promoting it in Xinxiang for a long time. Not to mention, people who often watch TV are really different. There are a lot of viewers coming and they have sold a lot of tickets.

But when people came here, they had to stay in a high-end hotel and served them with delicious food and drinks, and they were about to start performing tonight. In the afternoon, the man actually said that the money he paid was too low, and he also said that the crosstalk team of Martin and his nephew were not well divided, which reduced the money of these juniors, so he wanted to stand out for them. In fact, Martin saw it very clearly that giving the juniors was a pretext, and adding money to himself was real.

Martin almost broke down. He had never seen such a shameless person. How could such a person be so shameless?

So he was doing this in the afternoon.

After knowing the whole story, Xue Guo's face also calmed down, which was really inappropriate.

Xue Guo asked calmly: "How many tickets have you sold?"

Martin said angrily: "I'm angry when I talk about this. Damn, I'm still a famous actor and a bullshit artist. I sold 300 copies after half a month of promotion. I didn't even come back to my capital. I'd be embarrassed to add more money to me. If I hadn't promised those guests, I would have let him get out."

Xue Guo frowned. He knew that this was difficult to deal with. The key was that the ticket had been sold. If the audience came to see everyone at night, then Martin would be in trouble. If two people with bad tempers, what trouble would happen at that time?

The refund of the ticket is still a trivial matter. The key is that he is doing business here. If his reputation is bad, it will be difficult for him to do this business.

Xue Guo gritted her teeth, exhaled heavily, and his face was solemn. He said to Martin: "I'll help you go in and tell me if it can happen."

Martin frowned and asked, "Can this work?"

Xue Guo said: "I will definitely not do it alone, but our ability also pays attention to the relationship portal. I will move out my master to see if it works. Anyway, I will try it. If it doesn't work, I'll talk about it if it doesn't work."

"Okay." Martin nodded. He felt like he was stinging a bamboo slut in his heart. He felt very uncomfortable. He originally wanted to make a name for himself, but he was bullshit and even lost money. Moreover, the money-losing product was so arrogant that he wanted to kill him.

Although Xue Guo was also very dissatisfied and was even more unwilling to deal with such people, there was no way. The ticket had been sold. If he didn't come on stage, he would have no way to explain it to the audience. He could only swallow the fly and go to the side with disgust.

Xue Guo entered the room and forced a smile on her face: "Oh, Teacher Zhao, where are you here?"

Zhao Fenghua also found a sand and sat down. His fat body was trapped in the sand. When he saw Xue Guo talking to him, he didn't get up. He just raised his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Xue Guo said: "My name is Xue Guo. You may not know me, but my master is Shi Fukuan. You should know him."

"Oh, Teacher Shi's apprentice." Zhao Fenghua didn't dare to be arrogant when facing Mr. Shi. At most, he was a relatively famous crosstalk actor. Mr. Shi was different. He was a famous crosstalk master of the generation, a well-known big star, and he was one of the top ten comedians. He was not of the order of magnitude from him.

Xue Guo smiled: "Yes, I heard that you are here, so I'm here to visit you."

When she said such words, Xue Guo was almost vomited by herself.

Zhao Fenghua naturally didn't believe it either. He had no friendship with their master and apprentice, so he came to visit him. He just smiled and looked at Xue Guo leisurely without saying anything.

Xue Guo touched her nose and made a boring thing, but he still said, "That, I am good friends with Martin, the owner of this teahouse. I heard that you two seem to have had some conflicts, so I think I can do it."

Zhao Fenghua's face was sunk at that time. The reputation of taking people on the spot was not good, so how could people in the industry be able to reconcile them? He interrupted unhappily: "Okay, I'll come here to walk around. This is my business with Boss Ma, and it has nothing to do with you. Besides, I'm here to fight for rights and interests for me and these younger generations. If you can, don't worry. Go back quickly. I'll visit you tomorrow."

Hearing this, the crosstalk actors standing next to Zhao Fenghua looked embarrassed, especially his nephew Zhao Yuan. He didn't expect that his uncle would make this name and even make a name for himself.

In fact, they cooperated with Martin very well. Although they couldn't sell much tickets, Martin was very righteous and gave them a good proportion. Now that Zhao Fenghua suddenly came to make such a comeback, they all felt embarrassed, but because they were famous actors and Zhao Yuan's uncle, they couldn't say anything.

Xue Guo clenched her back teeth, but she still squeezed out her smile and planned to continue persuading her.
Chapter completed!